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In the center of the hall hung a pure white wedding dress, girded around the waist, embellished with countless fine diamonds, under the reflection of the ambiguous yellow light, reflecting one dazzling but not dazzling light, shining her eyes, but also shining on her heart.

In front of the wedding dress, there was a man standing, with a warm and doting smile, and his eyes like stars and stones were burning and ambiguous looking at her.

Holding a large bouquet of cream-colored champagne roses in his hand, very big, big and big, he couldn't react at once on the seventh day of the first month, and there must be a few of them.

In the large living room, except for the crystal chandelier above his head, all the lights were extinguished.

The crystal chandelier rotated slowly, the soft light, and the strings of crystal beads hanging below were like meteors leaking down, ambiguous people's hearts.

On the milky white jade dining table next to it, two delicate and fragrant steaks are placed, and milky white ...... are poured into the goblet Uh, milk.

Okay, Chu Qi understands why there is milk in the goblet instead of red wine.

Because she is pregnant, how could Jian Yiyang let her drink.

So, I had to pour the milk. Then, in order to cooperate with her, he poured milk into his high-legged cup.

Men, everything is done with her first.

And that's what he said to surprise her.

Indeed, she was both surprised and delighted, and there were obvious sweet tears of excitement and happiness in the eyes of the seventh year.

Wedding dress, a woman's lifelong yearning.

Aside from that marriage certificate, what woman doesn't aspire to wear a wedding dress that belongs to her and him, and then have a wedding that belongs to both of them.

Chu Qi stood on the steps of the stairs so indifferently, looking at Jian Yiyang downstairs with a smile on his face, and he didn't know how to react for a while. Then I don't remember that it was time to step downstairs, so I stood stupidly, looking at the pure white wedding dress and the man with the roses in his hand.

There was a sparkling ripple in his eyes.

"Seven, come here. Seeing her silly standing upright, Jian Yiyang beckoned to her, and a soft voice sounded in this romantic and warm room.

Chu Qi seemed to be absorbed by a whirlpool, and walked towards him with his legs raised, with a thick smile on his face all the time.

"Seven, do you like it?" he put his arm around her and the bouquet of roses in the other, and asked her ambiguously.

I really want to say I like it, but ......

"Gollum!" beautiful things are always interrupted by the cruelty of reality.

Chu Qi's face was helpless and speechless, and with a look of shame and self-esteem, he looked at him sadly: "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to." I really want to cooperate with your romance, but he doesn't give you face. You really don't blame me, from noon to now, I ate the two little poached eggs just now, I'm really hungry. ”

looked at him very aggrieved and helpless, and the hands that wanted to pick up the roses in his hand subconsciously touched his stomach, showing that she really didn't mean to interrupt his romance, but really hungry.

Jian Yiyang shook his head helplessly, wiped the roses in his hand on the coffee table, and stretched out his long arms to hug them.