"Your thighs are too thick, I can’t hold you up," Di Jinxuan laughs, a sweet laughter.
"It’s okay." Nangong Jin slightly bows his head and kisses her hair, "Husband’s thighs are all yours, I should be the one to cling on, no need to hold and tire out your hands."
The two of them joke around and stroll through the shopping mall, just like any ordinary couple, hand in hand, playfully cooing at each other, sweetly exchanging tender looks while browsing clothes.
The clerks in the mall too are filled with envy, watching the pair, they really seem like a match made in heaven.
Nangong Jin carries bags for Di Jinxuan with one hand, while naturally draping the other over her shoulders, tenderly pulling her into his embrace. Jinxuan, being quite petite, leans gently in his arms.
Sometimes she looks up to talk to him, sometimes she checks out the merchandise, her demeanor cute and lovely, brimming with vitality.
And Nangong Jin’s face and eyes are full of tenderness, his charming peach-blossom eyes revealing unmistakable sweetness. Sometimes he listens to her attentively with lowered eyes, at other times he shares his floral smile, sexy and captivating.
Sometimes he can’t help but gently touch her head, at other times he seriously helps her pick out clothes, always looking every bit the gentle and considerate husband.
The shop assistants are practically green with jealousy, how can there be such a well-matched couple in this world?
Even if they don’t know the true identities of the pair, anyone who can book the whole place isn’t an ordinary person.
So the service they provide is naturally attentive and thorough.
Soon Di Jinxuan takes a liking to a piece of clothing, the latest model from H brand this year, just delivered from D Country this morning, the clerk said.
Di Jinxuan likes it at first glance because the color of the garment is very similar to the color of Nangong Jin’s overcoat; both are deep blue.
"Jin brother, do you think this garment looks nice?" Di Jinxuan asks with a slightly reddened face.
As if catching on to her thoughts, Nangong Jin hugs her gently from behind and asks, "Wanting to wear a couple’s outfit with your husband?"
As she speaks, the clerk takes a white sweater dress hanging on the other side, a simple style in pure white, rib-knitted without extra embellishments, but with a pretty petal-shaped shallow high collar that makes it look especially slimming.
"What do you think?" Di Jinxuan turns her gaze towards Nangong Jin.
"Not bad," Nangong Jin nods but adds, "Might it be a bit too mature?"
"Not at all," Di Jinxuan straightens the dress, "What’s wrong with looking a bit mature? I’ve grown up, I’m twenty now."
Nangong Jin laughs and can’t help but reach out to scrape her rosy cheeks, teasing, "Can’t wait to grow up, can you?"
Di Jinxuan’s cheeks blush.
He leans closer to her ear, holding her slender waist and whispers, "Grown up means getting eaten by your husband."

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