"I do think black shows slimness and is more resistant to dirt than white." The woman said again.
"I will take this one, pay the bill." The middle-aged man gave the woman a cold look, pointed to the shirt he was wearing and said.
The woman let out a long, helpless sigh and silently put the black shirt back on the rack.
Jocelyn gave the middle-aged man and woman a faint glance, and then took Noah's hand and began to take the suits on him one by one, according to his preference.
Noah cooperated the whole time and stood beside her.
That man's attitude with Noah was a stark contrast in an instant.
The clerks couldn't help but all sigh in their hearts.
Jocelyn looked around and finally selected a set of mauve.
She took the dress and while carefully measuring it on his body, she asked, "Do you like it?"
Noah's eyes were full of doting, he stood there obediently, "Well, it's good if you like it."
Jocelyn, "But do you like it?"
Noah, "As long as you like it, I'm wearing it anyway."
Jocelyn's heart suddenly warmed, "You should like it."
Noah, "Well, as long as it's what my wife chooses, I like it."
The conversation between the two people was heard by that middle-aged woman.
The woman, with an envious face, looked at Jocelyn's face.
And then she couldn't help but complain to the middle-aged man beside her, "Look at him, and then look at you."
After saying that, she turned around and left with a dissatisfied face.
The middle-aged man gave her a blank look before taking the clothes he had bought and following them out.
Jocelyn handed the suit she had chosen to the clerk, "I will take this. this size fixes him, please wrap it up."
The clerk respectfully took the suit, and then walked towards the cashier.
Noah followed her over.
After he paid the bill, he carried the suit, held Jocelyn's hand and left the shop surrounded by a large group of bodyguards.
No sooner had the two left than the clerks could not help but whisper in low voices.
"People are really different from each other. Our president is is so good to his wife."
"So he is so good in front of his wife? What his wife chooses, what he wears."
"When his wife took the clothes and measured them on his body, he stood there obediently the whole time, still full of doting eyes!"
"I actually wanted to ask his wife what it was like to be pampered by a man like that?"
"If I were his wife, I guess I could be so excited that I couldn't sleep every day."
......
Surrounded by people, Jocelyn pulled Noah again and went into the other shops.
After buying three more suits for Noah in a row, Jocelyn pulled Noah out of the counter.
Noah naturally wrapped his arm around her the whole time, "To see the women's clothing?"
A soreness hit the bottom of her feet and Jocelyn shook her head, "No, tired."
The red high heels on her feet were very uncomfortable, and at this moment, she felt a great deal of soreness on the soles of her feet.
Noah wrapped his arms around her again, "Well, then go home."
Jocelyn nodded and took a step towards the lift location.
After just a few steps, she felt the pain in her right heel stinging her bones.
She couldn't help but muffle a grunt, subconsciously stopping her steps and glancing at her right heel.
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