The wedding dress shop has many floors. She was invited into the VIP room. It was very luxurious and felt like a hotel. Ji Mo sat on the sofa and casually held the tablet in the store. I don't know what he was reading.
Looking at the various beautiful wedding dresses displayed in the room, Mu Baoer's mood became even lower. Wedding dresses should be a beautiful thing that many women long for. She had also dreamed of them before, but now that she saw them, she felt very uncomfortable.
It is estimated that no one would be as unlucky as her, even being forced to get married.
As soon as Mu Baoer sat down, she saw Ji Mo's eyes sweeping over and landing on her feet. He didn't know what he was looking at, and his face didn't look very good.
Mu Baoer felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him. She looked down at her very ordinary cloth shoes, which were not feminine at all. There were bargains for more than twenty yuan a pair on the street stalls. Maybe this man thought her dress was too cheap.
, standing next to him lowers his status!
Oh, naked, naked, naked, the gap between rich and poor, even the employees in the store look higher class than her!
Many employees had enthusiasm on their faces, but there was undisguised envy in their eyes, probably thinking how someone like her could hook up with a rich, handsome man.
Just as she was thinking erratically, Ji Mo suddenly stood up, walked to her, and half-knelt down. Mu Baoer was startled, and she didn't understand what was happening at all, and was very worried.
"Don't move!" Ji Mo's magnetic and deep voice sounded like a cello.
Mu Baoer felt her feet suddenly being held, and then saw Ji Mo actually taking off her shoes and socks with his own hands, revealing her white and delicate feet, which were then held tightly in his hands.
Mu Baoer was stunned, feeling that the man's palms were warm and pliable, and there was an electric shock-like feeling coming from the soles of his feet.
Her face suddenly turned red. In fact, the two of them had done more intimate things, but for some reason, seeing him half-kneeling in front of her, holding her feet, she felt extremely embarrassed and at a loss.
"Bring over the high heels from the picture on the tablet." Ji Mo turned around and said to the manager.
The manager suddenly smiled awkwardly: "Mr. Ji, those high heels are intended to be displayed as a store treasure and work of art. They are not for sale."
"Art is only alive when it is worn on people. Go get it. I believe your general manager will not refuse my request." Although Ji Mo's voice was light and gentle, it had an irresistible momentum. The manager
Don't dare to disobey.
I can only ask someone to bring those shoes.
On the velvet cushion is a pair of very beautiful shoes, with pointed crystal heels and milky white silk satin uppers, with flowers made of large clusters of pearls. The center of the flower is a finely cut pear-shaped diamond. On the ankle is a string of small
Tassel strap made of diamond buckles.
No wonder the manager said it was a work of art. It was indeed dreamlike and luxurious.
Of course, what made Mu Baoer's eyes shine the most was that the shoes were made with a lot of diamonds and pearls and were worth a lot of money.
It's so luxurious, it's just a pair of shoes, but it's actually made of diamonds.
Mu Baoer was still dizzy, and her heart was pounding as she calculated how much these diamonds would be worth.
However, her feet were lifted up by Ji Mo, and her fair and small feet gently slipped into these dreamy shoes.
The cool touch and the feeling of the diamond tassels sliding over the skin made Mu Baoer gasp. She looked down at the extremely beautiful pair of high heels on her feet, and her breathing froze.