Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 686

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 686

The first dress featured a thigh-high slit; the second one had an open waist design; the third dress came with a halter design; the fourth dress had a V-neckline that plunged all the way to the belly button.

While the man found that the fourth dress was borderline flagrant, he held back from making a remark. However, by the time his eyes landed on the fifth dress, his jaw dropped.

The mermaid dress was tailored to accentuate a flattering hourglass figure with a bodice that was designed to accentuate a woman’s bosom. Just the mere thought of it made him cross his legs in an attempt to hide any physical reaction in the lower half of his body.

He would much rather be the only person to see her in those kinds of dresses. If she were to appear in the same garment in front of hundreds of others, there was no guarantee that he could keep his head—he could lose control and detonate the venue in which the banquet would be held. She had already pushed his buttons once with the dress that she wore for the previous New Year’s Eve performance; he did not want it to happen again.

When Mason did not respond, Janet opened her eyes and let her gaze fall on the drawing. She then playfully teased, “I think all the designs are pretty great, but the fifth one with the mermaid-cut is impressive!”

hearing her words, White Python nodded and acknowledged, “I’ll make arrangements with the company’s fashion designer and have her make

be making anything,” Mason interjected coldly with a deep and ominous voice. He clenched his fist around

and saw the mischievous look on Janet’s face before realizing that he had fallen into her trap. He shuddered as he

calmly addressed White Python as she assessed his face with an impish gleam in her eyes. After he left,

it slightly cheered her up to see Mason angry like that, she knew it would not do her lungs any favor if she was exasperated for the

voice that only made him sound more seductive and he leaned closer to

in front of him; he often found himself helpless as she mercilessly teased him or when

the subject. “I do not.” She tucked her legs beneath her and picked up her phone while mumbling, “I’ll design my own evening dress for the banquet.” After all, there was no

stepped away from her. He then sternly ordered, “The dress must cover your arms, your thighs,

I go through all that trouble when I could easily show

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