Ling Fei felt like she had become Song Tian Mo's exclusive model for the evening, trying on one piece of clothing after another that caught his interest.
The smile on her face was almost frozen.
Young Master Song!
Could you please stop this torment!
Unlike her frustration, the smiles in the eyes of Huang Xiao Li and the manager grew stronger and their gazes brighter.
The air conditioning in the room was just right, neither cold nor hot, but Ling Fei was beginning to perspire subtly due to the constant changing and moving around.
"I'm so hot, let's stop trying on clothes. Let's go home, Song Tian Mo."
After Ling Fei changed into a leisurely pure white outfit at Song Tian Mo's insistence, she stepped forward, took his hand, swayed his arm, and said to him with a smile.
Her sparkling eyes full of anticipation.
Song Tian Mo sized her up from head to toe, then nodded in satisfaction: "Tired?"
Ling Fei nodded vigorously in response.
Indeed, she was tired.