Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 84 I'll hurry up.
Although she hasn't met many high-quality men, she has seen a lot, including male celebrities on TV, and none of them have a physique as good as Xiao Shen's.

Especially when he braces himself with his arms, the veins on his arms are clearly visible, his pectoral muscles are outstanding, and his back muscles are undulating, exuding sexual tension.

The key is that he's good in bed, has plenty of foreplay, and understands women's desires. Once a woman is in his bed, she'll never want to leave.

Women who have slept with him will likely be disappointed in all men in the world after they part ways, because he is terrifyingly powerful in every way.

Nanwu couldn't think about it; just thinking about it made her mouth dry.

She was even a little embarrassed, wondering how she had become addicted.

She felt a gaze fixed on her, the heat scorching, as if it were about to pierce a hole in her back.

She turned her head and saw Xiao Shen solemnly having his measurements taken by the staff.

Could it be that she is overthinking?

"Young Master Xiao, your wedding attire has arrived. We apologize for the long wait due to our mistake. Please come this way to try it on!"

"Xiao Wu, wait here for a moment, I'll be right out!" After saying that, Xiao Jiayang followed the staff to the men's fitting room.

Nan Wu smiled and nodded, but as soon as he left, her expression fell, and she turned to change her clothes.

When Xiao Jiayang comes out, she will definitely stand next to her. They are a perfect match, but is Xiao Jiayang worthy of her?

The zipper on the wedding dress was low at the back, and Nan Wu had some difficulty trying it out after a few tries. "Could someone please come in and help me?"

The fitting room door moved slightly, and someone came in.

"I can't reach this point, this is troublesome!" Nan Wu turned her back to the other person.

The next glance, she saw a tall, upright figure in the dressing mirror.

Nan Wu gasped, her face paling. "Fourth Master?"

My goodness, how dare he come in?

"Weren't you helping? Why aren't you turning around?" The man had a playful smile on his lips, his eyes were deep, like a bottomless pool.

He pressed Nan Wu against the mirror, one hand holding her neck and the other gripping the zipper pull.

Stab it!

The zipper is open.

His fingertips brushed against her skin, like a spark igniting fire, sending a shiver down her spine.

Her fair and smooth back was revealed as if a gift had been unwrapped, revealing the exquisite curves of her waist, slender as a willow branch, which made the man's Adam's apple bob.

"Um, Fourth Master, it's too crowded here. Would you please go out first?"

Nan Wu thought for a moment, then found a suitable reason to send him away. When she met those dark eyes, she had a bad feeling.

"You can go out, but you have to finish what you started!" The man's voice was low, husky, and magnetic.

Nan Wu's back stiffened instantly. "No! What if they come in..."

"I'll hurry up!" It wasn't a tone of discussion at all, but an order, a notification.

After speaking, Nan Wu was no longer in control of herself.

"Fourth Master, be gentle..."

"Okay, be gentle!"

Every movement was precise and unambiguous.

"Fourth Master, hurry up!"

"Okay, hurry up!"

Nan Wu was almost in tears. She shouldn't have said "hurry up" at all. The pace was even faster than a pile driver.

Nan Wu felt like he was about to break her apart.

The fitting room was made of several composite boards, which creaked and groaned with each slap Xiao Shen made Nan Wu gasp.

Where is Miss Nan?

"Change your clothes in the fitting room, Mr. Xiao, please wait a moment, I'll go get someone right away!"

"No, I'll do it myself!"

Immediately afterward, a knock came from outside the fitting room. "Xiao Wu, why did it take so long?" Nan Wu's breath hitched, and her whole body tensed up. The man behind her seemed to be doing it on purpose, tormenting her even more. The hand gripping her waist suddenly tightened, as if he was about to break her in half at the next second.

Nan Wu was in pain, but dared not make a sound. She gritted her teeth and regulated her tone, "The zipper was a bit of a problem, so... so it came out..."

Xiao Shen curled his lips into a smile and turned her over.

Nan Wu stared in disbelief, outwardly resisting, but her limbs cooperated against her will, clinging to him like an octopus.

"Oh, okay? Then I'll go in and help you..."

"No, really, it's not necessary. I'll be done right away!" Upon hearing this, Nan Wu was so frightened that she quickly stopped her.

He glanced at the door lock; thankfully, Xiao Shen had locked it from the inside, otherwise, if they insisted on coming in…

Nanwu couldn't imagine it.

"Alright then, I'll wait for you outside. Just call me if you need anything!"

Hearing Xiao Jiayang's footsteps as he left, Nan Wu slumped onto the man's shoulder.

Xiao Shen's thin lips brushed against her ear almost imperceptibly, as if she were being tickled by a furry claw, sending a tingling sensation through her body.

"Who said it'll be ready soon? You underestimate my fighting power!"

Nan Wu suddenly realized, "Didn't we agree to be quick?"

"Oh, that was just now. There are always unexpected situations!"

Nan Wu: "..."

So, she was scammed?
grandma's!
Xiao Jiayang seemed impatient and knocked on the door again after a few minutes, clearly more annoyed than before. "Xiao Wu, what exactly are you doing in there that requires so much time?"

"Xiao Wu? Are you even listening to me?"

"What about people?"

It wasn't that she wouldn't listen, but that she dared not respond. Despite being in this small territory, Xiao Shen still found ways to torment her.

She admitted that having sex with someone compatible is a blissful experience, but right now, she's both enjoying it and feeling anxious—wanting it yet not wanting it.

This contradictory and conflicted state of mind gave her an unprecedented sense of excitement.

The key point is that the man in front of him showed no sign of stopping; on the contrary, he became even more intense and frantic as Xiao Jiayang pounded on the door and shouted.

"Xiao Wu, if you don't say anything, I'm going in!" Xiao Jiayang outside had run out of patience, and his tone was colder than before.

Immediately afterwards, Nanwu heard the sound of the doorknob turning.

"Fourth Master..."

With a muffled groan from the man, the exercise ended.

Nan Wu quickly put on her clothes, and before opening the door, she looked at the man who had finished eating and drinking with a pleading expression, "Fourth Master, please wait for me to go out first, I beg you!"

Sure enough, the man was very easy to talk to after he vented. He turned his head mercifully while buckling his belt.

Nan Wuru felt as if she had been granted a pardon and called out, "I'm ready, I'll be right out!"

She opened the door a crack, using her body to completely block Xiao Jiayang's view, "Sorry Jiayang, I kept you waiting so long!"

"I thought something had happened to you in there. Honestly, you're so slow. Does it really take this long to change clothes?" Xiao Jiayang said, craning his neck to peek inside.

Nan Wu quickly closed the fitting room door behind her back, saying, "I'm sorry, I'll be more careful next time!"

As she was leaving, she glanced worriedly at the fitting room out of the corner of her eye.

God!

She was just in the fitting room with Xiao Shen...

No matter what, she never expected herself to be so crazy. Wake up, Nan Wu!
The staff will pack their wedding attire and it will be delivered to their homes by a designated person.

Xiao Jiayang glanced around. "Where's Fourth Uncle? Could he have already left?"

"this!"

It's unclear where Xiao Shen suddenly appeared from, but he had his hands in his pockets and exuded a powerful aura. If you looked closely, you would notice that one of the buttons on his collar was missing.

That was something Nanwu accidentally pulled off when she was in a moment of passion.

(End of this chapter)