"Black?" Baron Lawrence didn’t expect that she shared the sa idea as him, and his heart was inexplicably touched.
Enna Clark touched his suit briefly, nodded earnestly, and said, "Yes, black. Because your skin is very fair, wearing dark colors will make you appear even whiter compared to lighter colors. Black or navy blue, either works, depending on your preference."
Both black and similar shades like navy can accentuate his fair skin. Baron Lawrence is already quite perfect, and black can further suit his inherent charm.
Handso and noble, not too flamboyant.
Sufficiently proud and domineering!
It flaunts his unique aura.
After Enna finished speaking, she quickly added, "Actually, this one is pretty good too. It’s just my personal opinion. If you like this one, that’s fine too. You look great in anything."
That wasn’t flattery; she was simply stating a fact.
The beautiful woman staff mber also chid in with a smile, "Yes, I agree with Ms. Clark; President Lawrence looks good in anything. The suits here are all very suitable for President Lawrence."
She paused and very perceptively smiled at Enna Clark, asking, "President Lawrence just arrived and has only tried one. Ms. Clark, why don’t you choose a set for him? Sotis, the clothes chosen by won can be unexpectedly delightful."
Why don’t you choose a set for President Lawrence?
Enna Clark was about to decline when Baron Lawrence had already grabbed her wrist, his sharp eyes fixed on her, and he spoke deeply, "Enna Clark, help choose!"
Indeed, since he wants this woman to be impressed, enchanted.
Why not let her choose?
What she chooses must be what she likes!
Damn it, why does he always beco chaotic whenever it involves her.
Clearly, a simple matter, but as long as she’s involved, he can’t calmly make decisions!
Baron Lawrence tightened his grip on the little woman’s wrist in front of him. His gaze slipped down to the little woman’s moist red lips.
Today, Enna Clark surprisingly wore lipstick when she went out.
That fruit-like, transparent, natural color makes one involuntarily recall the sweetness of ’tasting’...
Baron Lawrence’s sexy Adam’s apple rolled once, recalling today’s main business before acting impulsively. He suppressed the itch in his lower abdon and pursed his thin lips into a straight line, "You choose for , choose what you like!"
"..." Enna’s wrist felt numb from his grip. She was about to free herself when she heard his command. Instantly, she felt speechless.
What’s the point of choosing what she likes for the clothes he wears at his wedding?
Of course, he should choose clothes that look good and that he likes!
However.
Since Baron Lawrence had requested, Enna Clark wasn’t pretentious, "I’ll help you pick a few for you to try. Mainly see what you like. You know, my taste is not as good as yours."
Anyway, he used to often disdain her lack of taste.
"If you think it’s good, it’s good enough for !" Even if this woman’s taste isn’t ideal, if he likes it, then her level of appreciation is the best!
If others think it’s not good, it ans that person’s eyes have issues!
Enna Clark had never seen anyone express such domineering words with such impatience and entitlent.
Yet, her lips couldn’t help but curl upwards, and her mood brightened.
"Then let go first; holding like this, how can I help you choose?" Enna felt quite cheerful, her voice was as bright as a gentle breeze, slightly drunk by the sun.
Sweet enough to make one want to press her hard onto the bed, making her call out his na with that voice!
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