Chapter 879 - Stupid woman, do you think I am sober now?
“Didn’t you say that I was doing indecent things to you? Mhm?”
The man kept a tight grip around her wrist as he pressed her against the bed.
With upturned lips, he looked amusedly at her.
She widened her eyes at him and looked at him in disbelief before she blurted out, “A-Are you still not sober?!”
Seeing how she looked as if she had just seen a ghost, he could faintly figure out what he had done to her.
It turned out that his dream had indeed happened…
He looked at the woman below him in amusement and lowered his head to plant a soft kiss on her forehead.
“You shall wear this black, dark-patterned suit!”
As she spoke, she selected a black suit with dark patterns. She brought it before the man and started to gesticulate.
Mhm! Not bad! The black matches my gown well, and this suit isn’t with the patterns.
“Okay.”
He received the suit from her and nodded lightly.
“As for your tie…”
She walked to the drawer in the middle of the room. She opened its transparent glass cover, and her hand glided across his ties one by one.
“This piece will do! A tie with purple-red polka dots!”
She happily removed the tie from its box and passed it to the man.
“Okay.”
He again obediently received the tie from her.
“As for your cufflinks…”
Just like that, she selected his overall getup.
“We’re done! Change into your clothes while I change into mine!”
She clapped in satisfaction once she was done selecting his clothes and grinned at him.
“Okay.”
Seeing the smile on her face, the man’s lips curled into a subconscious smile.
She was about to leave the walk-in closet when she suddenly halted in her steps!
“Oh, right!”
Apparently, she recalled something important as she turned her head to eye the man.
“Yes. What’s the matter?”
“I’ll tie the tie for you later. Don’t you dare tie it yourself!”
She ordered haughtily.
The smile in his eyes grew brighter and wider at her order.
“Okay.”
He nodded lightly; his cold eyes were filled with affection.
She left the walk-in closet in satisfaction at his concurrence.
She fished out her phone as she opened the door and moved to call her mother to inquire where the latter had placed her evening gown for tonight’s dinner party. This was when she spotted a long dress box at the doorstep.
“Hm? What is this?”
Puzzled, she looked at the long, black box and bent down to open it.
“Eh?! Isn’t this my gown for tonight?”