Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife 301 - 500

Chapter 411 - 415

411: Seems tailor made

The eyebrows, the red lips, the indescribable laziness.

After a moment, Xuxu reacted, hurriedly looking away from his face, "I'm fine, I can go now."

Yan Rusheng gave a soft "um" sound, naturally with a slight nasal sound, especially magnetic.

He straightened up, threw the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray above the trash can, and turned to walk in front.

Xu Xu followed him, looking at his tall back, her heartbeat was shot inexplicably.

She lowered her head and clutched the beige sweater hem with her hands tightly.

"Are you going to wear this suit to the birthday party?" Back at the office, Yan Rusheng stopped suddenly, turned slightly, and looked down.

He frowned slightly, apparently not satisfied with her clothes.

Xu Xu said, "Participating in the birthday party of the elderly is not a wedding or engagement banquet."

The implication was that she didn't think it was inappropriate for her to go to the birthday party in this dress.

"This is Grandpa Lu's ninetieth birthday. This is a grand event. People from all walks of life will be present. You want to wear a sweater ..." Yan Rusheng paused, and his eyes moved to the black short boots on his vivid feet. , A good voice resounded, "what kind of deal with people on this occasion with these spitting shoes?"

"You didn't say that." Xu Xu looked down at his dress and murmured softly.

If it was as solemn as he said, it would be inappropriate for her to dress like this.

"Come with me." Yan Rusheng suddenly took XuXu hands and dragged her into his office.

After entering the office, he dragged her straight into the room again.

Xuxu clasped his wrists, he was too hard, so painful that she straightened her teeth, only to release her when the room, her white wrists red.

She frowned and felt dissatisfied.

Yan Rusheng took out a bright purple box from the closet, and turned to see Xuxu frowning and frowning, as well as her wrists that he had caught red.

Knowing that he had hurt her so rudely just now, he was a little bit blame.

So he softened his tone, "Change, I'll wait for you outside."

Saying he threw the big box in his hand onto the bed, then he strode out of the room and closed the door.

Xuxu looked at the box without knowing what it was.

She walked over and opened the lid of the box, an orange dress. She reached up and shook it. It was a light V-neck, sleeveless, soft fabric with a very vertical feel, without any decorations.

It's her style.

It's just that the weather, if you wear this, it will be cold even if the heating is enough.

Hey, let it be cold for a while. If he doesn't change it, he should be upset again.

Hesitating for a while, Xuxu still took the dress into the bathroom and changed it, whether it was short or fat, it was just right, as if it was tailor-made for her.

She stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror. Obviously, this really made the scene a little bit more.

I don't know who picked this dress for her. Could it be him?