Mrs. Huo Pretends to be Weak Every Day

Chapter 234: The Ninth Master Is Really Too Coquettish

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

She silently looked at the box of pajamas that she was wearing. She swallowed her saliva and said tactfully, “You specially made it for me?

Huo Xiting didn’t notice that something was wrong with her. “Yes, do you like it?”

How dare he ask her if she liked it??

Was this dress for a human?

Huo Xiting thought of Lin Long saying that he had to tell her what he had done for his wife, so that she would be touched!

Huo Xiting thought for a moment and smiled faintly.””I personally chose the sample. I really want to see you wear it.”

Ye Beisheng was truly shocked.

She couldn’t even look at these pajamas. Huo Xiting had personally chosen them and even had them custom-made.

Was he, the dignified Ninth Master, shameless? Was the designer who had custom-made these pajamas still alive?

Ye Beisheng’s breathing trembled as she resisted the urge to hit someone. “Huo Xiting, when do you want me to wear these clothes?”

The man was reading an email. He clicked his mouse and said, “I’m going on a business trip in a few days. Come with me and bring your clothes.”

Coincidentally, the location of the business trip was the location of this clothing company. As a designer, Ye Beisheng should like it there.

Ye Beisheng was shocked to hear what he was saying.

This b*stard actually asked her to bring this kind of clothes on a business trip??

He actually liked to do these exciting things when he was on a business trip?

Ye Beisheng couldn’t help but grit her teeth in anger. “In your dreams, Huo Xiting!’

Then, she hung up the phone with a bang.

Ninth Master Huo sat in his office chair in silence for a long time. He still couldn’t figure it out what had happened.

What happened to those clothes? He wanted her to wear it as they finally got to go on a trip together. Why was she so unhappy? Could it be that the quality was not good?

Misty Mountain Villa

Ye Beisheng covered her head with the blanket and took a few deep breaths before opening the suitcase again and taking out her pajamas one by one.

Good, very good. Huo Xiting had personally chosen the pajamas.

He had really grown bold!

Why didn’t she know that her senior would have such thoughts.

Ye Beisheng sat on the bed with her pajamas in her arms. Suddenly, she hesitated.

He had given her these pajamas. He probably wanted to do something with her?

Her sense of taste needed a kiss to recover temporarily. What if she wanted to recover it permanently? Was it…

For the sake of taste, Ye Beisheng felt that she should give it a try.

But she was really shy to wear these clothes.

Ye Beisheng closed her eyes and grabbed a random dress. A black dress that couldn’t hide anything caught her eye.

She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. Then, she slowly walked into the bathroom. contemporary romance

Huo Xiting left after work.

Lin Zhen received the news from the clothing company and went upstairs to look for Huo Xiting. The secretary was surprised. “President Huo left a long time ago. Is there anything wrong, Assistant Lin?”

Lin Zhen shook his head. “Forget it, it was not a big deal.”

However, the clothing company said that they had been delayed by some matters and the clothes had not been delivered yet. They were asking for the Ninth Master to wait for a moment.

However, it didn’t matter whether he said it or not. After all, the Ninth Master wouldn’t care about a few sets of women’s clothing.

Although Ye Beisheng and Huo Xiting had separate rooms, no servants would come up to the second floor, so she sneaked into Huo Xiting’s bamboo room without anyone noticing.

Ye Beishengs face turned red as she looked at herself in her pajamas in the bathroom.

There were only a few ropes used in the pajamas. She almost couldn’t hold it in. What was Huo Xiting thinking when he was picking out pajamas?

She took a deep breath. After she had finished convincing herself, she rushed out of the bathroom and crawled into Huo Xiting’s quilt with her body covered in sweat.

Downstairs, Huo Xiting pushed open the door of the villa and frowned slightly.. “Lin Long, where’s Madam?”

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