Jun Mochan released his grip as instructed.
He slightly lowered his eyelids, and he could see Ye Ranran's fair, rosy face. Because they were so close, he could even see the mascara on her eyelashes.
He averted his gaze. At times like these, he didn't like Ye Ranran wearing makeup; otherwise, he could hug her and give her a kiss.
With makeup on, forget about it.
Ye Ranran was unaware of Jun Mochan's little twisted thoughts. After helping him tie his tie, she smoothed down his jacket and said, "All done."
"Having a wife is such a blessing," Jun Mochan hugged her.
Ye Ranran punched him, "Alright, enough with the sweet talk."
Since Ye Ranran needed to select models today, she dressed a bit more specially.
A white batwing sleeve T-shirt, a blue-green color-blocked skirt with ruffle design showing her calves, her hair down with one side tucked behind her ear and the other hanging naturally.
Diamond studs adorned her ears, making her look fashionable and radiant.
