She Flash-Married To His Rival by Harber Venus

Moira felt that the tie in her hand didn't quite match. She put it back and picked another one, then stood in front of the suit to compare. But somehow, it didn't quite have the effect she wanted. So, she just put the tie on and took two steps back to see how it looked.

However, she didn't anticipate that after just one step back, she would collide with Barclay's solid chest.

Startled, Moira instinctively turned around. "Mr. Covington, I'm so sorry!"

She glanced down at the foot she had accidentally stepped on. "I didn't see you there."

She raised her head again and cautiously looked at Barclay's face. "I hope I didn't hurt you?"

"No," Barclay replied.

He glanced at her before retracting the hand that had been on her shoulder. "Are you choosing a tie?"

Moira grimaced. "I guess my sense of style isn't that great."

"Who said that?" Barclay asked.

She didn't immediately respond. "Huh?"

"Who said you have a bad sense of style?"

Moira touched her nose that had just bumped into. "I did."

Barclay's eyes flickered as he looked at her. "I think you have great taste."

Hearing his words, Moira couldn't help but feel pleased. Her eyes lit up. "Really?"

"Yeah," he confirmed.

gaze at her. "You

a moment, then replied,

lips curling slightly. "Have you picked

done, I just

ties were all quite similar in style, considered versatile and never really wrong no matter which one

use the slight differences to stand out a bit

say anything more, just standing there

bit guilty, Moira didn't dare to be too picky anymore and simply

pulled it

"Alright, Mr. Covington!"

zipped up the suitcase and stood up, turning

at her, a smile playing on his lips.

In the end, he restrained the urge to pull her

taken aback for a moment and looked at Barclay innocently.

"Underwear," he replied casually.

red. "Uh, yeah, I

awkward for her to handle

"Alright, thanks."

walked directly to

opened

five pairs of underwear,

them

bet