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Wen Mian walked into the dressing room alone. The wide skirt of her wedding dress had almost reached the door of the dressing room.

Across a door, Wen Mian could still feel Pei Zhiyao looking at him from outside.

That gaze was so hot that Wen Mian could feel it even if he wasn't facing it directly.

At this moment, Wen Mian's hand gently raised and then touched the wedding dress.

The delicate wiring and fabrics make it almost invisible.

The diamonds on it are shining, and are particularly dazzling when illuminated.

Wen Mian carefully put on her wedding dress and zipped it up easily.

The waistline fits perfectly, just for tailoring.

And Pei Zhiyao is even more familiar with her figure, so he can achieve such perfection.

Wen Mian's heart seemed to be touched for a moment, and the softest parts were under Pei Zhiyao's control.

Put on a wedding dress, warm cotton looks more delicate.

Light makeup looks particularly sexy.

The silver waterfall-like lace tail and the pure and elegant white crystal high heels match perfectly. The warm cotton reflected in the curved mirror is so perfect.

The wedding dress is filled with layers of light gauze and is embellished with roses and gemstones woven from soft satin.

At this moment, Wen Mian seemed to be the most beautiful person in the world.

When the curtain opened, Pei Zhiyao did not sit and play with his mobile phone, nor did he spend time elsewhere.

Instead, she held a bouquet of flowers in her hand, which were bright and delicate roses.

The curtain was opened, and Pei Zhiyao had a panoramic view of everything inside.

Wen Mian even saw Pei Zhiyao standing opposite with flowers in his hands, staring at him silently, as if all the sounds around him were silenced.

Wen Mian's throat tightened for a moment.

But soon, she took a step forward, and the sound of her high heels clicking against the ground was extremely loud.

The entire wedding studio seemed to be attracted by Wen Mian.

In an instant, she became the focus of the studio. Pei Zhiyao was even speechless by Wen Mian's beauty. Standing there, he seemed far away.

The girl he has liked for so long is finally wearing a wedding dress. It won't be long before the two of them can enter the wedding hall.

This day was what he had been looking forward to for a long time.

Thinking of this, Pei Zhiyao also took a step closer with the flowers.

I heard the voices of several shop assistants coming up to praise me.

"It's so beautiful! Mrs. Pei, this wedding dress definitely suits you. Mr. Pei tailor-made it for you. At first, we thought there might be some deviations. It seems that Mr. Pei knows your size very well."

Wen Mian's cheeks suddenly turned red.

After a while she lowered her head, not knowing what to say.

"This wedding dress has almost become the treasure of our store. Mrs. Pei can also hold up this aura. It is a perfect match. Come, Mr. Pei, come closer and I will take a photo for you."

Surrounded by a group of shop assistants, Wen Mian and Pei Zhiyao were forced to lean together.

Although he was already very familiar with it, Pei Zhiyao still felt trembling in his heart.

Similarly, Wen Mian also took Pei Zhiyao's arm somewhat uncomfortably.

The close contact between the two once again caused some emotion.

The entire wedding studio's attention was focused on Wen Mian and Pei Zhiyao.

Not far away, Liang Yu and Zhang Huasheng happened to pass by.

"When do you want to have the wedding?"

Zhang Huasheng didn't have his own ideas, so he could only ask Liang Yu for his opinion.

Liang Yu touched his lower abdomen. At that time, it already had a slight bulge.

She tried her best to restrict her diet, just because she didn't want to gain too much weight.

I don’t want to affect my figure and appearance.

Liang Yu pouted and said, "Of course we should do it while I can still wear the wedding dress! Is it possible to wait until I am pregnant in ten months or after giving birth?" (End of Chapter)