Romance White Book

Mo Nan did not touch the wedding dress hand, Shu so stiff, secretly bite teeth, in the heart will Fu Sinian that man's abdomen black to scold several times.

As expected, she is the most cunning man. She can see through her mind at a glance.

The wedding dress, the woman always has no any resistance ability, let alone make trouble, she also did not want to Lu Ziyan that guy how.

But now, to tell you the truth, she is really attracted to the wedding dress. She always likes those flashy things, but she can still afford them anyway.

Even if the heart again, face or want.

She tilted her head and snorted scornfully, "do you think I care? Isn't it just a wedding dress? "

Lu Ziyan was touched by Fu Sinian's words, and his IQ came back in an instant. With his mouth full of money, Lu Ziyan walked over and said, "yes, isn't it a wedding dress? Fu Sinian, don't you think you can't afford it? "

Then, he turned to Mo Nan, smiling attentively, "daughter-in-law, when do you want to get married, Ben Shao will buy you a hundred and eighty sets, whatever you choose."

"Go away!" Mo Nan sneered and didn't even look at him. He continued to look at those wedding dresses eagerly, and some emotion in his heart slowly poured out.

Fu Sinian naturally did not care to pay attention to those two people, hugging Qiao Yimo's waist, thin lips Qin with a gentle smile, "you are not physically convenient, I'll let people bring them home, here are some styles, you go to try, if you don't like it, you can change it."

Qiao Yimo is still moving. He has bound the wedding dress three years ago. When he hears the speech, he is stunned and blinks his eyes. "Don't you say that this brand has only one wedding dress in three years?"

The man raised his hand and rubbed her face gently. His face did not change. His tone was understatement, "well, these styles were designed in three years. After you choose one, the others will be destroyed immediately."

Qiao Yimo, "..."

Mo Nan pink lips bite more tightly.

All destroyed?

Grandma's!

Fu Sinian no longer nonsense, waved to the staff, "start."

"Well, ma'am, would you choose one first?"

Joe stared at that row with foam, white dazzling wedding dress, some tangled frown, turned to look at the man, "I think it's very good, or you pick it, which one you think is good, I'll wear which one."

The man looked at her with low eyes for a while. He naturally kisses her on her lips with his crooked head. He puts on a sexy smile. "In my eyes, you don't wear anything. It's best to look at it."

“……”

Qiao froze Leng for a second, suddenly angry and ashamed to hold a small fist to beat him, low angry, "so many people look at it, can you be more serious?"

Lu Ziyan glanced at it, and lazily raised his hand and pointed to one. "Well, this suit is OK. Xiaomo'er, do you want to try this one?"

Qiao Mo a Zheng, looking at him, slightly pick eyebrows, "this?"

Mo Nan's eyes slightly changed, immediately opened that one, and took another to her, "you also believe that his broken aesthetic, I think this suit is the most suitable, you go and try it."

Lu Ziyan's eyes were deep, and a smile came out of his eyes. His hands were raccoons, and he raised his lips. "Ben Shao still thinks this set is the best to look at. Xiao Mo'er must look good on it. Otherwise, it will be destroyed in a short time. What a pity."

Mo Nan, "..."

Qiao swept back and forth on the two men with foam calm eyes. Finally, he saw a trace of something. With a slight smile, he tilted his head, picked up the set of Lu Ziyan's fingers, made a comparison on his body, and asked Fu Sinian solemnly, "is it good?"

Mo Nan looked at the wedding dress in her hand, swallowed her mouth, and just wanted to say something. The rest of her eyes glimpsed Lu Ziyan's smile at the bottom of her eyes, as if she had already seen her through. She immediately put aside her small face and swallowed the words in her mouth.

Asshole!

Over there, Qiao Yi Mo didn't wait for Fu Sinian to reply. He shook his head in the mirror. "I don't think it's good. The waistline is too high. If I'm pregnant, I can wear it."

She said a look at Mo Nan, handed her the wedding dress in her hand, said nothing more, and then picked up a few pieces.

Fu Sinian saw her wandering, long fingers brush one by one, finally fixed on a set of above, hook lips, "it's it, try."

The woman smiles and nods, "OK."

A group of staff help, after a few minutes, change.

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