But she didn't run a few steps before she heard footsteps, followed by the man who hugged her from behind, the warm breath brushed her ears, the man's voice was low, and his body exuded a dangerous aura: "What are you running?" ”

The female staff respectfully said to Shen Jikong: "Mr. Shen, the wedding dress is ready." ”

Shen Jikong didn't look at her, his deep eyes looked at Luo Qiao, and he hummed in a low voice.

Luo Qiao turned his head and glared at the man with outstanding facial features behind him: "I won't try!" ”

He touched her forehead slightly, in a very gentle tone, but the words that came out made people angry: "I'm not asking for your opinion, pretty guys. ”

Luo Qiao was angry, raised his foot and kicked him directly, Shen Jikong easily dodged, he looked down at her for a moment, and then stuffed her to the female staff who had already stepped forward, and said casually: "You go and help her try it on." ”

"Yes."

After speaking, ignoring Luo Qiao, who was struggling, several women took her directly to the room.

Shen Jikong sat on the sofa next to him and took a magazine on the table.

At this time, the sunset is full, and the entire gorgeous living room is plated with a layer of warm light.

Except for the occasional resistance from Luo Qiao in the room, there was no other sound around.

Shen Jikong casually flipped through the magazine, his expression casual and leisurely.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, a maid walked out, she glanced behind her, her eyes were a little bright, "Mr. Shen, okay." ”

The man replied lightly, his eyes still falling on the magazine, and he didn't look up for the first time.

It wasn't until footsteps were heard in front of him that he closed the magazine and looked up nonchalantly ahead.

However, in the next second, his expression was stunned.

The light-colored pupils shrank almost imperceptibly, and their breathing was slightly suffocated.

The slender and slender woman in a snow-white bandeau fishtail wedding dress stood there quietly, her black hair scattered over her shoulders, her cold white complexion, Ying Ying seemed to be glowing, sensing his gaze, raised her cat-like beautiful eyes, and looked at him.

The whole manor is so quiet that even time seems to be stretched out in this instant.

Shen Jikong clearly heard his heartbeat, one heavier than the other. That madness almost pulled a pain in his chest.

Let him watch himself fall.

Shen Jikong's eyes blinked slowly, and when he came back to his senses, he had already stood up and walked towards the woman.

The female staff member stood aside in amusement, pursing her lips and snickering.

Who has ever seen the appearance of the young master of the Shen family, who has always been indifferent and noble, and the heartbeat of a woman is simply written in the corners of his eyes.

Even those who watched couldn't help but be a little excited.

Shen Jikong took a long step and walked in front of Luo Qiao, his eyes burning like substance, staring at her for a moment.

The sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down, and then sounded, and her voice was a little hoarse: "Pretty ......"

Luo Qiao's face was tense, and he glanced at him, his expression was cold, and he didn't speak.

Shen Jikong didn't expect her to react to him, lowered his eyes, took her hand, and kissed her very lightly on the back of her hand: "You are so beautiful." ”

Luo Qiao pursed her lips and withdrew her hand from his palm expressionlessly.

The staff on the side hurriedly said: "Mr. Shen, there are many other styles of wedding dresses, do you want to try on this young lady again?" ”

Shen Jikong's gaze fell on Luo Qiao's frowning brow.