Master Mo's beloved wife

Wedding dress shop.

Tong Weiwei pursed a smile at the corner of her mouth, pulled the ink tenderly and complained bitterly

"You are so busy these days that you don't even have time to try your wedding dress with me."

Ink light cold dotes on a smile, "is I not good, today specially accompanies you."

"That's about the same." Tong Weiwei releases Mo QingHan's hand and takes the wedding dress from Qin Xiaolou.

The broken diamond inlaid on the gauze skirt is shining with colorful light under the light. It looks like a beautiful dream, so it is named broken dream.

This wedding dress is made by hand with 108 pieces of diamond. It took three months to make.

What's more, its designer is famous internationally. Even if she has money, she may not be able to buy her wedding dress.

Tong Weiwei is a natural beauty with bright skin, soft eyebrows and slightly raised lips.

Against the backdrop of the wedding dress, she is full of noble atmosphere, like a princess raised in the royal family in the 18th century.

"Is it good?" She smiles and Qin Xiaolou lifts her skirt behind her.

Ink light cold rare fundus show appreciation, "yes, this dress is very suitable for you."

Tong Weiwei smell speech, delicate face flash a trace of shyness, lean to ink light cold cheek fall light kiss.

There was applause and praise all around.

She is like a bird in general, more and more tight ink light cold, eyes flashing with the light of happiness.

"QingHan, you will never leave me, will you?" She asked expectantly.

"Vivi, I won't leave you." Ink light cold answer.

Qin Xiaolou stood aside with a bitter smile and tried to reduce his sense of existence.

Here does not belong to her, Mo QingHan does not belong to her.

Here she is just a dispensable supporting role, but with the luxury of the protagonist, it is ridiculous!

"I'll change it first." Tong Weiwei turns and goes to the fitting room.

A tall mirror reflects her slim figure.

Tong Weiwei looked at Qin Xiaolou with a sneer, opened her lips, "how, heartache?"

"I don't understand what Miss Tong means." Qin Xiaolou took a deep breath and said calmly.

"No?" Tong Weiwei suddenly turns around, her bright red nails clasp Qin Xiaolou's face, her eyebrows and eyes are sharp

"It's best not to understand. If I find out what you shouldn't have in mind, you should know that I won't let you go."

"Miss Tong, if you don't want to let me go, even if I don't, I can't escape." Qin Xiaolou said lightly.

"Just know." Tong Weiwei smiles and pushes Qin Xiaolou away. "But who do you think Mo QingHan will believe?"

Qin Xiaolou looks up at Tong Weiwei.

She suddenly picked up the side of the scissors, a stab, white wedding dress suddenly appeared a big hole.

"You Qin Xiaolou was shocked.

Tong Weiwei took the lead out of the dressing room and said with a smile, "go in and put away the wedding dress for me."

"Yes, Miss Tong." The waiter respectfully agreed.

There was a scream.

Just now the waiter panicked and yelled, "no, the wedding dress has been cut out a big hole!"

Everyone was shocked. Everyone knew that the wedding dress was still in perfect condition just now.

"What Tong Weiwei pretends to look at the wedding dress anxiously. Her pretty face is full of anger

"Light cold, this is the wedding dress you gave me! Now... "

"Miss Tong, I just came in and saw this lady here with a pair of scissors. If I hadn't checked carefully, maybe I wouldn't have found it on the wedding day!"

The waiter swore in.

"Xiaolou, you!" Tong Weiwei looked at Qin Xiaolou in shock, "I always regard you as my friend!"

"I didn't." Qin Xiaolou stood in the same place, clenched his hands tightly, his nails almost pinched into the meat.

"No, who are you? Is it hard to get a big cut in the wedding dress? " The waiter insisted.

Qin Xiaolou looked up and looked around. The crystal light was shining on everyone's face. The cold flowers bloomed in the corner of his mouth, with the look of watching a good play.

"I said it wasn't me. I had no reason to cut Miss Tong's wedding dress."

She looked directly at Tong Weiwei, "Miss Tong, there is no hatred between us. Why do you need it?"

"What do you mean? Do you mean that Miss Tong has to cut her wedding dress to make up a story, or at least make up a decent one? " The waiter looked at Qin Xiaolou with disdain.

"Then I ask you, which eye did you see me cut my wedding dress?" Qin Xiaolou's eyes were sharp and straight at the people in front of him.

"I..."

"Enough, Qin Xiaolou, I said to put away your dirty thoughts." The ink opens in a cold way

"Don't give birth to thoughts you shouldn't have. I reminded you to pay attention to your own identity."

Identity?

Qin Xiaolou almost burst into laughter, tears of laughter could not help falling down.

What's her status? Is she the most despicable and shameless fox spirit?

How humble is she? Her dignity will be trampled into the soil by the people in front of her again and again, and then crushed into mud.

"Mo QingHan, have you opened your eyes to see what the truth is?

Can you take off your colored eyes, can you give me a little fairness, even a little? "

Qin Xiaolou deeply looked at the ink light cold, cherry lips pale, spit out words, but like stained with blood, through the pain.

Mo QingHan's pupil shrinks, but a sneer rises from the corner of his mouth.

He quietly approached Qin Xiaolou and whispered, "as I said, fairness is earned by yourself. Why do you rely on it?"

Why should she?

It turns out that she is such a woman who even relies on others to give her justice in the eyes of Mo QingHan.

The funny thing is that he doesn't want to give even the fairness of charity!

Qin Xiaolou's eyes are full of scars. He looks at Mo QingHan and raises a smile at him.

"Qin Xiaolou, you deliberately destroy the wedding dress. For the sake of you being a Mohist, let's not disturb the police."

He said calmly, "but your conduct is disappointing. From now on, you are no longer an employee of Mohist."

He gave her a death order easily.

"Miss Tong, you won." She said, and then denied, chuckled, "no, I don't even have the qualification to play. How can I win or lose?"

With that, she looked at him, cold as sharp ice, and drew a Chu River Han boundary between him and her.

"If I want revenge, I will certainly cut the wedding dress into pieces instead of a knife. Sorry, I won't disturb Miss Mo and miss Tong."

Qin Xiaolou forced her face, and her lips spat out heartless words.

As the voice fell, she turned neatly.

All the strength, where he can't see, crumbles.

Ink light cold a Leng, the cold in her eyes, Rao is his strong self-control, also can't help but be cold to shiver.