Love Tenderly, My Dear

"Cousin, you are so beautiful today."

Turning a corner, I suddenly heard a woman's voice. Qiao Xinger looked up and saw Qin Rou and Qin LAN standing not far ahead, squinting slightly.

"Cousin, you should be the most beautiful woman here today." Qin Rou praised the tunnel.

They are standing on the only way to the elevator, and they can't get around it. Qiao xing'er raises her feet and walks by, looking at Qin LAN faintly.

Today, Qin LAN is unconventional. Instead of wearing the pure white clothes of the past, she is wearing a bright red dress. Her tight clothes outline her figure as concave and convex, and her waist and buttocks show perfect curves.

"Don't talk nonsense. The most beautiful one today is the bride. It's not good for you to be heard."

Qin Lan's tone sounds very peaceful, but there is a kind of complacency.

"Well, why can't I say that? My sister is the most beautiful, can't I say? "

Qin Rou's youngest daughter's family is playing with her temper, and her voice seems to be afraid that others won't hear her.

Qiao xing'er raises her feet and walks over. She hears Qin Rou continue: "today Qiao xing'er's bride has been compared with you."

"You're not all right."

Qiao Xinger's step stops, tone is light tunnel.

Qin Rou's body was stiff. She turned her head to see Qiao Xinger. Her eyes flashed and she soon laughed provocatively: "Oh, isn't this the bride? What are you doing here?"

Qin Rou didn't have any surprise in her eyes. That is to say, she knew she would come. It seems that they were waiting for her here on purpose?

Qiao Xinger is really speechless. The two sisters of the Qin family have played the same trick of clothes and styles for several times, but they are not tired of it at all?

"Here, of course, is to point out a problem for you."

Qiao Xing son slowly way.

"What's the problem?" Qin Rou stares at her coldly.

Qiao xing'er raised her lips. "You just said wrong. Today's limelight is not someone who wears good looks, but the name of" bride ". In other words, I wear pajamas. The limelight is all mine. This is a wedding, not a red carpet. Do you understand?"

Is this the place where you can attract people's attention as long as the skirt is short enough, cool enough and the cloth is small enough?

Qin Rou bit her lip and couldn't speak. She was obviously angry.

Qiao xing'er didn't even bother to look at her. Her eyes flashed. She turned her head to look at Qin LAN and continued, "but you're right. Miss Qin's dress is really beautiful."

"That's it! No one can match my sister's temperament Qin Rou thinks she's going to get 10% back, and she's in a hurry.

The meaning of this sentence is that she is not as good as the bride!

Qiao Xinger laughed, raised her eyebrows and said, "don't you understand Chinese? I'm talking about the dress. I'm not talking about your sister. "

"You..." Qin Rou's face turns white and stares at her.

"The clothes are really beautiful, but they are not suitable for your sister. Your sister is more suitable to wear simple and elegant clothes. Wearing them will not make people feel amazing, but more like a woman falling into the dust."

Qiao Xinger light tunnel.

if Qin LAN as like as two peas in a TV show, he will take another cigarette.

Joachim was telling the truth and on purpose.

Only the bride can wear scarlet at the wedding, which Qin LAN doesn't know. She can't find a woman in a scarlet dress in the whole audience, but Qin LAN does. Isn't that obvious enough?

Since Qin LAN defies her openly, she doesn't need to be polite.

"Miss Qiao is really clever. First she married brother Li, and then she coaxed old lady he round and round. Today you are in the limelight, and people who have confidence now don't forgive me."

Let Qiao Xinger accident is, Qin LAN is not angry.

Although Qin LAN looked at her coldly, her attitude was better than before.

Qiao xing'er frowned. Qin LAN continued: "this is the end of the matter. I sincerely wish you and brother Li can live forever. Today's dress is just what I like. You don't have to mind. Besides, since you want to be the imperial wife, you don't even have the tolerance to others. It will make others laugh."

Qiao xing'er's eyes are getting colder and she is about to speak. She reaches out her hand and suddenly hears Song Wei's inquiry: "what are you doing here?"

Qiao Xinger looks back and sees Song Wei coming towards them.

Qin Lan's sarcastic eyes moved away from Qiao xing'er and yelled to her back: "aunt song."

"Xiao Lan, what's the matter with your dress? How can I wear a red dress today? "

Song Wei came over and saw the problem of Qin Lan's clothes at a glance. She frowned and was very unhappy.

Today's wedding is arranged by her, which is related to both the royal family and her face. Qin Lan's dress undoubtedly makes her very dissatisfied.

"Aunt song, I just like this dress. Now I think the color is wrong. It's all my thoughtlessness. Don't be angry. I'll go to see my parents. You can talk with Xinger first."With that, Qin LAN left.

She has already worn this body, and the wedding is about to start. Now it's too late for Qin LAN to change her clothes.

To put it bluntly, Qin LAN didn't intend to change her clothes when she wore them. It's just an excuse to say that she just likes to wear them.

Song Wei frowned, turned her head to look at Qiao Xinger, and said: "Xinger, how can you stand with her on such an occasion today? If you are seen by others, you will inevitably be discussed."

"Something's wrong with her." Qiao xing'er frowns and looks at the direction Qin LAN leaves.

She didn't want to talk to Qin LAN, just happened to meet her here.

"I see it." Song Wei glanced at her eyebrows.

On such an occasion today, besides Qiao Xinger and Yu Shaoli, Qin LAN is naturally the most popular. However, Qin LAN is so calm, which is not in line with common sense.

"You go to make up first, and leave the rest to me. Don't worry, I'll let people stare at her." Song Weidao.

"Good."

Qiao Xinger took back her sight, nodded and turned to walk towards the elevator.

After she left, Song Wei waved. A bodyguard came up and said respectfully, "madam, what's the matter?"

Song Wei whispered two orders to him, and the bodyguard immediately went to the hall.

Song Wei stood in the same place, looking at the bustling hall, and plucked the pearl bracelet on her wrist.

"Madam, Mr. Yun, please come over." A waiter came up and said respectfully.

Song Wei's eyes changed, soon returned to normal, gentle and elegant way: "I want to greet other guests, no time."

Upstairs.

Qiao Xinger goes back to the dressing room and sits on the chair. The makeup artists continue to make up for her and make up the unfinished bun.