Besides, he didn't want other men to stare at her body.

The woman in front of her is her own property, and no matter what, she doesn't allow others to covet half of it.

Mu Xiaoran looked at Cassifil and was silent for half a minute, mistakenly thinking that he was going to let himself go. But that's not the case.

He took her to a shop that specialized in Arabic clothes, and as soon as he entered, he selected several pieces in a row with a sharp gaze for Mu Xiaoran to change every day.

Mu Xiaoran was naturally unwilling, and left if he wanted to.

As soon as Casselfil said a word, she was carried away by the store staff and forcibly changed her clothes.

When she came out of the locker room, she was covered in dense clothes, except for the mournful eyes that stared at Casseffel fiercely.

This guy is simply his nemesis.

It's no wonder that wearing such clothes in such a hot weather is not dying of heat. Knowing that she had already made a wish, she should have made a wish and asked God to change Cassifel's temperament to her ideals.

Her ideal Cassifir? Mu Xiaoran frowned in confusion and pondered.

That's what Cassifil is terrifying. She hugged her body gently, and goosebumps fell all over her body. If Cassefil had changed his personality that day, she would have directly thought that he had made the wrong medicine.

Kasaifer looked at Mu Xiaoran's unhappy look, frowned slightly, and wanted to make her smile brightly, and then he took her to the noble restaurant for dinner.

However, she was dressed like this, and she couldn't be happy wherever she went.

Mu Xiaoran casually poked the delicious steak in front of him, held his cheeks and tilted his head, and sulked with his small mouth.

It's not that she doesn't like to come to such a place to eat, it's not that she doesn't like the steak in front of her, she doesn't like the mummy, it looks like she just came out of the pyramid.

Cassifel put down his chopsticks, picked up the red wine and took a sip gently, exuding a noble atmosphere with every gesture. "Why don't you eat it? Isn't it to your liking? His gentle inquiry made Mu Xiaoran a little uncomfortable.

Did Cassefil really get the wrong medicine? Hasn't he always been ruthless?

At this time, Mu Xiaoran noticed a key point! An important point!

She slapped the table with both hands, without the slightest table manners, and pointed at the man in front of her tremblingly, gritting her teeth and clenching her fists and yelling at him angrily.

"What are you wearing a suit for? I'm going to dress like this? ”

Mu Xiaoran panted, raised his eyebrows, and stared at Cassiffel with a sharper gaze.

It's just so unfair. How can this be? He wears a suit, and he has to be a mummy? This is simply unfair treatment.

As soon as he thought of this, Mu Xiaoran directly thought that Cassif was teasing himself...... No, it's teasing yourself!

She flattened her mouth, her shoulders twitched constantly, and her eyes were full of tears, looking pitiful. Seeing Mu Xiaoran like this, Cassifil's heart suddenly panicked, but his face was still familiar and cold, and there was no change in the slightest.

Cassifir pulled Mu Xiaoran out of the restaurant at once, walked to a place where no one was, faced the hearty sea breeze, looked at the night that fell into his eyes, and looked at the woman beside him with a soft gaze.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" He asked softly.

Originally, he wanted to make her happy, but it wasn't.