My hands slipped by accident." Xu Zhengxuan was moaning in pain when she grabbed his wrist.
Mo Jin threw a pillow in his face; guys were shameless, whatever their age.
At that very moment, Mo Liuxi came in carrying several shopping bags.
Mo Jin finally let go of Xu Zhengxuan and walked over to him. "What's in the bags? Clothes?
"Yeah." Mo Liuxi was changing out of his shoes. "I'm flying to Italy for Milan Fashion Week."
"Why don't you just shop in Milan?" Mo Jin asked. "Men's fashions are a lot nicer there. You're going to the film festival, aren't you? You should wear the latest designs. The company isn't sponsoring anything?"
"The sponsored clothes were sent to Italy. I need an airport outfit for tomorrow," said Mo Liuxi casually.
Xu Zhengxuan gave him a look and said, "You bought so much just for tomorrow? Is that really necessary?"
"Yes." Mo Liuxi brought his purchases upstairs.
