"I, no..." After thinking for a while, Mu Nuan understood what persecutory paranoia meant.
Sheng Mouri let go of her hand, walked to the table, picked up a paper bag and handed it to her. He smiled cynically and said, "I asked you to take off your clothes because I wanted you to try on this dress. Secretary Mu seemed to be thinking too much."
It’s over.”
"..."
Mu Nuan felt as if she had been struck by lightning, her limbs were stiff and messy in the wind.
So, she was really overthinking it just now. Did she think the little boss was going to seduce her?
Wow, so embarrassing...
But even if she is allowed to try on the dress, there is no need for her to take off her clothes here. This is obviously another way of teasing her. It's so abominable!
The little secretary's little universe exploded in her heart. She must find a chance to tease him next time. She couldn't be the one who got the short end of the stick every time.
"Why are you trying on dresses?" Mu Nuan asked, suppressing her embarrassment and blushing.
"OE Group will hold a banquet to welcome me on Friday night. As my exclusive secretary, you must follow me throughout the process. Naturally, you can no longer wear such professional attire. You must dress up nicely. Do you understand?" St. Mourinho put the bag in his hand.
Put it into her arms.
Mu Nuan swallowed her saliva, and only the words "dress up beautifully" came to her mind.
After thinking for a while, she said, "Little boss, can you ask a secretary to follow you?"
"What do you think?" Sheng Muruijun's face sank, and his dark eyes were as cold as ink.
Mu Nuan shrank her neck in fear, hugged the bag and ran quickly towards the bathroom in the break room. The little boss's change of expression just now made her hair stand on end. How dare she say no...?
Seeing her running away in panic, Sheng Murui's thin lips outlined a particularly beautiful arc.
Mu Nuan looked at herself in the mirror and felt a little confused. Is the person in the mirror really her?
The shoulders are half exposed, the beautiful collarbone is looming, and the graceful curved tube top makes the slim waist seem unbearable to hold. The high black bun complements the snow-white dress, outlining perfect curves, which is very elegant.
It's moving, like a fairy coming from the waves.
Mu Nuan took off her big black-rimmed eyes, and then laughed stupidly. In fact, she was really beautiful when she dressed up well.
Not daring to be too narcissistic, she immediately put on her glasses and gently opened the bathroom door, then poked her head out. When she saw Saint Mourinho sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed and reading a magazine, she walked out cautiously.
"Little, little boss..." She wrung her hands and called to Saint Mourinho nervously.
Saint Mourinho had long heard the sound of the door opening. When he raised his head, his eyes lit up and he was amazed by the person standing in the distance.
He picked the dress himself, and he didn't expect it to fit so well. But looking at the beautiful shoulders exposed, he frowned and wondered if he should find another shawl for her to cover it up.
"I, I'm going to change it." Seeing that Sheng Mourui had not spoken, Mu Nuan thought it was because he was not satisfied. If he was not satisfied, of course she had to change it quickly.
"stop!"
The strong and domineering voice made Mu Nuan's steps stop mid-air, and she turned around to look at him with bright eyes.
Sheng Mouri walked towards her and took out a small box from his trousers pocket. It was a pure emerald. In Mu Nuan's surprised eyes, he put it around her white neck. The emerald was
It made her smooth and tender skin look like gelatin.
"It's very beautiful. It will look like this the night after tomorrow." Sheng Mu Rui looked at her with a bright black eye and a smile.