Finally...... Exhaustion hits after the pain...... Mo Qianqian slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep ......? *

Yin Yecheng stood beside her bedside for a long time, and also looked at her for a long time.

After a long time...... He moved, bent down, and helped her cover the quilt.

The moment he was about to get up, his body suddenly stopped......

His gaze suddenly stopped on her face, and then ...... and could no longer be removed.

Suddenly...... In his mind, a novel idea flashed before before.

After a few seconds of stagnation...... Yin Yecheng suddenly lowered his head...... leaned into her lips......

Gently, I touched the ......

Then, he suddenly reached out and stroked his chest.

Over here...... Inexplicable ...... The beating tempo increases.

It's an amazing feeling...... Something I've never felt like before.

After a long time...... A subtle smile appeared on his face......

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Evening......

Mo Qianqian sat quietly in front of the window, looking at the dense jungle outside, without any emotion on his face.

"Miss Mo, the eldest lady has invited a designer to help you design your wedding dress." The servant suddenly pushed the door open.

Two fashionably dressed women walked in, one younger and the other older.

Mo Qianqian sat there...... There was no movement......

The wedding date is next month, so start preparing for these now...... Is she too anxious?

Seeing that she didn't understand, the older woman glanced directly at the younger woman.

The young woman understood, and walked forward with a soft ruler.

"Miss Mo, please get up...... Let me measure you. ”

"......" Mo was silent, just glanced at them lightly.

Don't know why...... She found that now that she was looking more and more like Beichen Shaoting, the expression on her face became more and more like Beichen Shaoting.

If you love someone too much, will even your expression become more like him?

"Miss Mo, this is the order of the eldest lady, if you don't follow it...... It's yours who suffer. The servant came over and reminded him in a low voice.

"......" Finally, Mo Qianqian reacted, she propped herself up and slowly stood up.

Mo Qianqian was wearing a long-sleeved long skirt...... It's British, exaggerated...... Vintage, luxury......

This is the style of the Yin family...... It is also the dressing style of Mo Wenna and several other ladies of the Yin family.

"Okay, please put your hand up!" The young woman said.

Hearing the words...... Mo Qian paused for a moment, then raised his hands.

Now she's ...... It's just a puppet......

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation." After the measurement, the young woman recorded a set of numbers jù.

"By the way, Miss Mo...... What kind of style do you like for wedding dresses? Then the young woman asked.

"......" Mo Qianqian glanced at her, then shook his head......

a few months ago...... Ning Ziqi had also asked her the same question.

Merely...... At that time, the wedding dress she was going to choose was to wear it at her wedding with Beichen Shaoting......

"Well, if you don't have a favorite style yet, you can take a look at these first, these are some of our previous works...... I can give you a reference! Then the young woman handed over a delicate booklet.

Mo Qianqian glanced at the booklet without any interest, and did not reach out to take it.

The maid on the side refused to stretch out her hand, so she helped Mo Qianqian take the booklet.