It has to be said that Mi Ai is a woman who is always charming and pretty. The short red shirt makes her look particularly energetic, and the long white gauze skirt shows her rare innocence. Yin Mo can't help but
I was dazzled by her.
"Let's go." Seeing Mi Ai coming down, Yin Mo stepped forward and took Mi Ai's hand.
"You...are going out in this suit?" Mi Ai asked, pointing to a decent suit he was wearing.
Yin Mo lowered his head and glanced at his clothes. Is there anything wrong? Although he was talking to Xiao Wu on official matters, there were many subordinates from the military department outside. He couldn't wear pajamas and think they were all as undressy as her.
!
"Where are we going?" Mi Ai asked.
"Let's eat first, and then go shopping in the supermarket. There's nothing in the refrigerator." In fact, Yinmo wanted to say that you had no snacks, but he didn't say it because of Mi Ai's face. She ate all the snacks at home.
, but she always says that she doesn’t like junk food.
Although he didn't want her to eat junk food, but then he thought about it, how many opportunities did the two of them have to live such an ordinary married life? Now they only have time to think about it, and it's okay to eat junk food occasionally.
Mi Ai still didn't leave. She looked at Yin Mo, who was wearing a dressy suit. The diamonds on the cuffs looked very classy, as well as the tie. "Who goes to the supermarket and dresses like you? Why don't you be a little more casual?"
For those who don’t know, I thought this was a prince from some country paying a private visit incognito!
Yin Mo leaned closer, his face was only a few millimeters away from Mi Ai's face, and said ambiguously, "Then you help me choose?" My wife should wear whatever she chooses.
"Okay." Mi Aixin also felt a little proud. This feeling of going to the supermarket, choosing clothes for her husband, and then going out to eat made her feel like a real married life.
At this moment, they are all indulged in each other's tender dreams and don't want to wake up.
Mi Ai looked at the clothes all over the wall. She scanned them and her eyes stopped on a watermelon red light red shirt. She took the shirt off and put it on Yin Mo for comparison.
Pink? Yin Mo frowned. He usually wears black shirts more often. On important occasions, he wears white shirts. When did he wear such a cool color?!
Mi Ai knew that he was not willing to wear it, so she didn't say much. She tried on Yinmo's clothes with one hand and pointed to her own red shirt with one hand. Although hers was bright red and Yinmo's was watermelon red, they were both red.
Yes or no.
"Couple costume?" Yin Mo's eyes lit up before he reacted.
Mi Ai nodded vigorously. Isn't this feeling very embarrassing? They are not eighteen-year-old young boys and girls, but they have never experienced this kind of feeling of wearing couple's clothes. Thinking about it, it really makes people feel very sad.
excited.
Yin Mo took off his shirt in front of Mi Ai. He didn't shy away from it at all. Mi Ai didn't shy away either. He looked at Yin Mo's well-defined muscles with lustful eyes and thought to himself, this man has been lying down for more than half a year.
It's amazing that my muscles haven't relaxed at all.
Yin Mo took off his clothes, picked up the watermelon red shirt in Mi Ai's hand, and looked at Mi Ai evilly, "How are you? Are you excited about your husband's figure and want to scream?"
Mi Ai rolled her eyes at him, "Tch, I've seen all the tough guys. Which one is the toughest? Did you meet him on Phuket Island, or which island did you meet him on?" In fact, how could she remember so many of them?
People's muscles, even if those people have really good figures, she just takes a look at them and doesn't remember so much. She just says this now because she doesn't want Yinmo to be too arrogant.