Ding Yiyi staggered a few times, but Ye Nianmo didn't move at all. He let her go, turned around, walked to the elevator a few steps away and pressed the button.

The hall was very lively, which made the atmosphere between the two people inexplicably weird. Ding Yiyi had nothing to say, "There were so many people just now, how did you find me."

There was no reply, and he was still immersed in death. The elevator door opened, and the orange wall illuminated the two people's figures a little crookedly. Ye Nianmo stepped into the elevator first.

Ding Yiyi was embarrassed and wanted to follow, but suddenly heard him say: "I can always find you as soon as possible."

She raised her head in surprise, but saw that his eyes did not fall on her, his lips were pursed tightly, and his hands were hanging naturally, indicating a refusal to talk.

When the elevator reached the third floor, the door opened, and a group of tourists who had just entered the door came rushing in. Ding Yiyi tried her best to shrink into the corner, but she was still squeezed and suffocated.

Suddenly a hand pulled her, and when she reacted, her cheek was already leaning on Ye Nianmo's chest. There was a faint smell of nicotine on him. Miraculously, she had never seen him smoke in front of her.

The crowd around them automatically kept a little distance and tried not to touch the man standing majestically aside. Ding Yiyi felt a hand gently wrap around her waist. All the noise around her disappeared. The only thing she could feel was

The only sounds were his own breathing and the slight rise and fall of his chest against which his cheek rested.

The elevator stopped at a certain floor, and the tourists left in a huff. Ding Yiyi hurriedly moved away from his arms, but her face was burning. Ye Nianmo took in all her charming looks, and her lips that had been pursed finally showed

There was a hint of a smile.

After exiting the elevator door, Ding Yiyi lowered her head because of her blush and followed Ye Nianmo's footsteps until the steps ahead stopped.

"Mr. Ye." A man dressed as a manager in a black suit came up to him. The employees in the store all turned their attention to the most promising young president in the entire shopping mall, and some sharp-eyed people noticed that his face was as red as a tomato behind him.

girl.

Ye Nianmo pulled her in front of him, and Ding Yiyi looked up. This was a dress shop. She looked at him doubtfully for answers.

Her eyes were confused, her cheeks were still red, and her eyes were staring at Ye Nianmo for a moment. Ye Nianmo actually felt that the blood in her body was concentrated in one place.

"Choose a dress for her." He hurriedly left her and walked deep into the corridor, walking in a hurry. Ding Yiyi watched him leave angrily, her eyes dim and her heart desolate. She must have made him angry, so dull.

Himself, but this is better, isn't it? They should have been like this a long time ago.

In the bathroom, all Ye Nianmo could think about was the soft touch of her waist and the sound of her thin breathing in the elevator. She didn't know how much restraint he had to restrain himself from kissing her lips.

After a long time, he let out a sigh. When he returned to the dress shop, the clerks were surrounding Ding Yiyi. She was wearing a long gold dress with hollows, and the skirt was almost completely hollow from the back to the waist.

Ding Yiyi stood awkwardly, and one or two male shop assistants around her kept looking at her back. Although the heating in the store was turned on fully, she could feel goosebumps on her back.

Suddenly her shoulders sank, and the faint smell of nicotine spread. Ye Nianmo stood beside her. Upon seeing this, the manager stepped forward, "Mr. Ye thinks it's not suitable for us to choose."

Ye Nianmo's slender hand gently slid over the clothes rack, finally stopped, took out a dress made of aqua blue silk fabric, and handed it to Ding Yiyi.
Chapter completed!