You More Than Anything In The World
Chapter 387

Chapter 387 Boys Do Not Look Good In Pink

When the kids were all gathered there, Arissa saw Benjamin walking over.

"If you're busy, you don't have to shop with us. We'll go home after buying the stuff!"

"Just go in."

Benjamin raised his chin and led the rest into the shopping mall.

"Wow! This is so big!" exclaimed Jesse in wonder.

Benjamin carried her affectionately and pinched her cheek.

"If you want to buy something, just tell me."

Jesse stared at him and blinked adorably.

"Gavin wants to buy some clothes!"

Benjamin glanced at Gavin. "We have a lot of clothes at home right? Why are you buying more clothes?"

Gavin snorted.

Stroking his head, Arissa held his hand and called the other three boys over, "Come on! Let's go to the children's clothing section!"

Arissa brought the kids over so they could choose their own clothes.

Benjamin had no choice but to follow them while carrying Jesse.

"Mr. Graham, can you put me down?" asked Jesse in an adorable voice in his arms, her cheeks looking very rosy.

Benjamin lamented silently. If only Jesse is a girl...

"It's crowded here, so I'll carry you!"

Benjamin just wanted to carry her for a little while longer.

Left with no choice but to let him carry her, Jesse snuggled back into his arms. She was quite happy too since she was high enough to look far into the distance.

When the people in the shopping mall saw Benjamin and Arissa with the five kids, their attention was immediately drawn to them.

Since the family was so good-looking, the crowd was awed.

"That man is so handsome! Who is he?"

"He's even carrying his child. How sweet!"

"Can those five kids be quintuplets? They look like they are of the same age and similar to each other too..."

"I'm so envious of that woman! Not only are her kids so good-looking, but her husband is also so handsome!"

Arissa felt embarrassed when she heard that.

Benjamin glanced at her face. A slight blush had spread across her cheeks, making her look extremely alluring. A passionate look crept into his eyes.

"Mommy, what about this shirt?" Jasper ran toward her with a shirt.

Returning to her sense, Arissa glanced at it and thought that it looked quite cool.

"Sure!"

Jasper ran over and told his brothers, "Mommy says that it's okay!"

"Should we buy this, then?" Gavin looked at the rest, afraid that they would not like it.

"Yeah!" Zachary nodded. Oliver and Jasper liked it too.

The four of them chose different designs.

"Which one do you want, Jesse?" Oliver asked Jesse, who was still being carried by Benjamin.

"I want that pink one over there!" Jesse glanced at the shirts and chose one with a design that she liked.

However, Benjamin frowned. Boys shouldn't like pink.

"Boys don't look good in pink. Choose another one!"

Looking back at him, Jesse flailed her arms around, trying to get down.

Benjamin had no choice but to place her on the ground.

Jesse ran over and hugged the pink shirt. "I want this one!"

"Okay!" Arissa laughed and asked the staff to pack five shirts.

Benjamin frowned. Why is she letting our son wear pink?

"That'll be a total of seventy-five thousand!"

The shirts were extremely expensive. However, upon thinking that the money would be spent on the kids, Arissa kept her complaints to herself.

"Let me." Not letting her pay, Benjamin passed a black card over.

However, Arissa quickly took his card back. "No, I'm buying this for Gavin and the rest."

Benjamin's brows knitted together. "Is it different when I pay?"

"Of course! It's different depending on who buys it! I promised Gavin."

Arissa still made the staff use her card.

Meanwhile, Benjamin sighed. Is there a need to make the distinction so clear?

Arissa continued shopping with the kids and bought quite a lot of clothes for them.

Since Benjamin also bought some for them, the number of shopping bags in his hands increased quickly.

Pleased that she did not have to carry so much, Arissa continued shopping with the kids.

After they were almost done shopping, they went to the supermarket in the basement.