Master Mo, Your Wife's Multiple Identities Are Online Again
/ Master Mo, Your Wife's Multiple Identities Are Online Again Chapter 254 – 254 Is the Size Suitable?
254 Is the Size Suitable?
“Uncle, that…” Su Yuan finally realized that her clothes were still hanging in the bathroom. As soon as she saw Mo Ting standing there, she immediately rushed in, rolled up her clothes and threw them into the laundry basket. Her face was red as she looked at Mo Ting guiltily.
Mo Ting looked away without a sound, as though he hadn't seen a thing from the moment he stepped in.
“I found it. Go out and dry your hair.” Mo Ting found the hairdryer in the mirror cabinet and waved it at Su Yuan.
Su Yuan met the man's gaze, bit her lip, and didn't move. Did this person see it or not?
“What's wrong? Do you want to brag here?” The man suddenly laughed.
Su Yuan's heart started to beat faster when he looked at her. Just as she was about to say something, the man suddenly leaned over and said in a low and hoarse voice, “Baby Yuan, uncle bought this for you…is the size suitable?”
BOOM! It was like something exploded in Su Yuan's mind as her face turned red. She then pushed Mo Ting out of the bathroom in embarrassment, “You, you're shameless!”
“In front of you, I don't need my pride,” Mo Ting replied.
Su Yuan was going crazy. What was wrong with Big Boss Mo today? How could it be so…coquettish? She suddenly didn't want him to dry her hair.
Mo Ting didn't care if she was embarrassed or not. He immediately pulled her over, sat her down on the sofa and turned on the hairdryer. Using his fingers as a comb, he gently inserted them into her hair and skillfully helped her dry her hair.
“Baby Yuan, I'm being serious. Is your size suitable? If it's not suitable, let me know. I'll be more careful when I buy it in the future.” Mo Ting said in a serious tone. It sounded quite serious, but when he thought about it, these words sounded very embarrassing.
“Mo Ting, that's enough!” Su Yuan's face was as red as a cooked crab.
But, Mo Ting still wasn't satisfied, so he continued, “What's wrong? Auntie su entrusted you to me and told me to take good care of you. This is my duty, so you don't have to be shy.”
Su Yuan thought to herself, ‘I shouldn't have invited this man in! How shameless! Bah!'
“Hmph!” Su Yuan laughed coldly as she suddenly turned around and smiled at Mo Ting.
Mo Ting's hands froze as the hairdryer was snatched away from his hands by Su Yuan.
“Uncle, I'm not sure if it's suitable or not. Why don't you take a look yourself?” With that, Su Yuan gently leaned towards him. She was wearing a white spaghetti strap nightdress. It was easy for her to expose herself when she walked, let alone lean forward.
The young woman was getting closer and closer to him. The peach fragrance on her body seemed to have gone crazy and was rushing into his nose. Mo Ting's entire body froze like a statue.
“Uncle, why are you not talking? Don't you want to know if the size is right? Why…”
The little girl's hands started to get restless. He was also wearing pajamas, and it was only a thin layer of material. Under Su Yuan's hands, it could be ignored. From a sensory point of view, it was no different from touching him directly. Mo Ting's eyes flashed dangerously, “Little girl, do you know what you're doing?”
Su Yuan smiled. “I know. Uncle, you're an elder. It's your duty to care for me. I'm listening to you and answering your questions, right?” When she said this, she deliberately emphasized the word ‘elder'.
Hearing this, Mo Ting's eyes darkened. He placed his hands on her shoulders and pushed her away, “You're not allowed to treat other people like this in the future, especially other men!”
Su Yuan straightened her body and pretended not to understand. “Oh, why are you so fierce?”
Mo Ting pinched his brows helplessly. What was all this about? The person in front of him was his wife, but she insisted on treating him as an elder and even used his seniority to suppress him. ‘My heart is so tired!' But, no matter how tired Mo Ting was, he did not forget to dry his wife's hair.
Su Yuan had thought that he would leave in a fit of anger, but not only did he not leave, he even continued to blow dry her hair. After that, he helped her pack.
“Four months isn't a short time. I've packed ten sets of clothes for you, including skirts and pants. If you don't have enough clothes, ask Fu Wen to go back to the villa to find Aunt Du. I'll tell Aunt Du before I leave tomorrow.”
Su Yuan sat on the bed and watched as Mo Ting busied himself with his work. She felt like everything was surreal. Was this man still the president of EL? Why was she acting like an old mother now?
“Uncle, I have to wear the same uniform when I enter the camp. Why did you bring me so many clothes?”
“In that case, I'll give you less clothes. I'll give you a few more sets of undergarments.” Mo Ting replied.
Su Yuan's ears reddened as she watched Mo Ting take out a bra from her closet and place it into his inner pocket. Why didn't this man know how to avoid it at all? ‘Damn it, I've taken off so many women's undergarments before, but it's so easy.'
Chapter end
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