MTL - Sir, Madam Went Back To Her Maternal Home Again-Chapter 141 I want to tear off his cool and gentle mask

  Chapter 141 Wants to tear off his cool and gentle mask

  Here, Wen Wei, who transferred the money, managed to get a few pictures.

   After carefully looking at one by one, she bit her lip slowly.

  It is all about drawing the back of a man without showing his face. Of course, it also increases the imagination space, and you can bring in anyone's face.

  Once a setting is accepted...

   Looking at these pictures with wide shoulders, narrow waist, and eye-catching hips, she suddenly remembered how someone often wore a suit. Neat and dignified, clear and self-reliant, it seems that the colder the person, the more lustful...

   Even if you look calm and do nothing, just looking at it will make people unable to help but have other charming thoughts.

  I want to see what kind of face is hidden behind his gentle and indifferent mask, I want to tear off his serious appearance to see his cloudy eyes, and see his decadent desire to fall from the flowers of the high mountains to the world.

  Everyone has curiosity and a desire to find out about mysterious things.

  This is nature.

   Staring at those pictures, her thoughts were entangled, and she unconsciously thought far away.

  This man is really not easy to control. Although she knows that he dotes on her, sometimes she feels that she only understands the tip of his iceberg, which is what he is willing to show, or in other words, for her.

  Occasionally, from his ink-splashing eyes and his cold profile and back, she could vaguely sense other dark corners hidden under his body.

   Deep, restrained, and calm.

  Mystery revealed inadvertently, this unfathomable feeling is even worse in the mature Xi Mo when he is an adult.

  So from the very beginning of the reunion, she often felt the sense of separation between him and the young Xi Mo. She didn't think about it before, but it was just a thought that came naturally after not seeing it for too many years.

  The more I got in touch with him, the more I discovered that he was actually a deep person.

   It's not that he thinks he is dangerous, but it's a curiosity to peep into the unknown.

  Looking down at the picture, she really compared it carefully, and concluded that Xi Mo was sexier and more beautiful.

   It is indeed his capital to make several women fall in love with him. Thinking of the look on Zhou Shulong's face when she talked about him, she blinked slowly.

  Before, the secret idea of ​​wanting to reveal his gentle face loomed in his heart.

  Although she had been intimate several times, every time she was too nervous and shy to look at him at all. But even without looking, he knew that he was in an orderly manner, but she was tossed and collapsed every time.

  I want to see him unable to hold back his solemn and calm posture, and want to tear off his cool and gentle mask.

  …

   Near the evening, she received a call from him, saying that he was taking her to play, but he didn't reveal anything else, and only asked her to follow the driver there.

  Staying at home is also boring, so I just put on a coat and went out.

  Get out of the car, only to find that it is a design shop, the man is sitting on the sofa, with long legs crossed, Yu Hui painted his profile with thin golden edges.

  Walking over, she asked inexplicably, "What are you doing?"

   "There is a jewelry auction. I heard that there are some good items. I will take you to see them."

   "You don't need to make a special look when you go to the auction."

   "There will be a charity dinner after the end, and you must bring a female companion."

  Wen Hua blinked, "Banquet, I don't like that kind of occasion the least, you know that."

"You don't have to do anything, you don't have to force yourself to deal with others, just follow me. The people present tonight are all acquaintances, not a mixed occasion." The man opened his thin lips lightly, "Besides, everyone else has female companions. I can’t tell if I haven’t.”

  Wen Hua grasped the point, "So you always brought a female companion with you on such occasions before?"

  Xi Mo paused, but she didn't expect her focus to be on this.

   suddenly chuckled.

   But there is no explanation.

  Looking at his handsome face bathed in the afterglow, with a slight smile on his lips, he seems to be in a good mood today.

  He is diverting attention and topic.

   Then she probably guessed it, there must have been a female companion on some necessary occasions.

   "What kind of dress does this lady need?"

  The clerk came over, Wen Hua looked at the rows of gorgeous dresses, and walked over, "Let me take a look first."

  Looking suddenly stopped, she saw a very beautiful skirt.

Royal blue is darker, velvet drape fabric, the designer is probably a casual and delicate person, the workmanship is elegant and gentle, the small square collar design, the skirt is smooth, the waist is tightened, and the hem line is flowing. No matter the color matching design or the workmanship and tailoring, they are perfect and seamless.

  The clerk saw her bright eyes and knew the answer, so he quickly took off the clothes.

   "Miss has a good eye. This evening dress is made by the British designer Austin. This year, I designed such a unique version. It was delivered the day before yesterday, and no one has tried it on yet."

Of course, Wen Hua knows Austin's name. She is a very free and easy designer. She is too casual and often fails to produce a design in a year or two. None of the people who admired her for her design were successful, so she can produce every time. It attracted a fierce competition among the ladies and daughters of the upper class.

  It’s true, but I didn’t expect that the only one she designed this year would appear quietly in a design shop. Logically, it has already been bought by someone, which is really unreal.

   Went to the inner room to change clothes, and when she came out again, the clerk was stunned seeing her expression.

  Wen Hua raised her eyebrows and turned to look in the mirror.

   When she saw it, her eyes froze.

  How to describe this feeling.

   Probably to the extent that I am amazed by myself.

   It’s not just that I think I’m good-looking, it’s that I’m truly amazing.

  In the case of no change in makeup and hairstyle, just changing a skirt can have this effect. There is a reason for Austin's fame.

   No wonder people often say that Buddha depends on gold and people rely on clothes.

  The person in the mirror is tall and slender, with exquisite curves. The collarbone and neck exposed by the square neckline look like jade porcelain.

  Slender black eyebrows, picturesque eyebrows, naturally curly eyelashes cast a light shadow, deepening the curvature of the eyelids, the exquisite and impeccable facial features have their own atmosphere, as if adding a layer of filter.

  The combination of firmness and haze is just right.

   Qingming is like bright stars and moonlight.

  Blue is the color that best reflects her temperament.

  The clerk came to his senses, the praises flowed like a torrential river, and Wen Hua turned to look at someone while listening.

   Only then did he realize that he was sitting on the sofa, his eyes had already been wrapped around her body.

   I don't know how long I saw her.

  She twirled her skirt lightly, turned her head and asked him, "How is it?"

  In his sight, his thin lips parted and closed, "Just this one, it suits you very well."

   Neatly, eight characters.

   "Okay," Wen Hua turned to the clerk and said, "Help me with styling."

  Her facial features are exquisite, and she basically doesn't need to make up much. The stylist just put some lipstick and eye shadow on her to complete the makeup.

   Some effort has been put into the hairstyle, with a beautiful and delicate bun, dotted with sparkling pearls on both sides, which dilutes the original coldness and makes it bright and charming.

  Getting up after finishing his styling, he found that Xi Mo had also changed into a suit at some point. He would wear black, black gray, and silver gray suits when he came and went. He remained indifferent and cold.

   It was only after she got married that she discovered that there are many styles of men's suits. Before, she only paid attention to the color, thinking that they were all the same style. After marriage, she saw that he changed a lot and realized that the difference is still very big.

  (end of this chapter)