The bridal dress was transported back to China from abroad this morning, and the time was in a hurry, so there was no way to design it, Shen Changyi only picked a few skirts that were more in line with the girl's temperament, and asked the designer to modify the details.

Despite this, the dresses he picked out were ordinary, from Chinese to Western, gorgeous and extravagant to classical and elegant.

And Jiang Xun is wearing a red embroidered gold silk peony cloud brocade cheongsam at the moment, and the cuffs and skirt have been carefully improved into a more comfortable style, like layers of petals blooming, complex and beautiful.

Because she was pregnant, Shen Changyi deliberately chose shoes with slightly lower heels - in fact, there were also a pair of diamond-encrusted high heels, and if Jiang Xun wanted to wear them, he would not have any objections.

"Give me the feet."

Jiang Xun turned off his phone and raised his foot in confusion.

Before she could raise it, she was held by Shen Changyi, and her calloused palm rubbed against the instep of her foot, tickling for a while.

Her jaw tensed instantly.

Shen Changyi put the girl's soft, boneless feet in front of her knees, and turned out a red rope from her hand as if by magic, which happened to be the foot rope she had broken that day.

Later, he fell on the car and was picked up by Shen Changyi.

The red rope with body temperature circled around Linglong's ankle, and the man lowered his slender eyelashes, staring a little seriously between his eyebrows, and put them on carefully for her, and then put on her shoes.

After everything was done, he admired his masterpiece with satisfaction, and the calf that loomed in the petals was now still in front of him, and the red rope of the ankle bone was gently caressed by the skirt, as if he was shy and timid.

When he saw her in the banquet hall that day, he regretted it for a long time because he couldn't see clearly without lights.

His fingers rubbed the red rope slowly, and his fingertips inadvertently touched the skin that was getting whiter and whiter by this red, and he stayed for two seconds, and quickly withdrew his hand before the girl noticed, and put her legs back smoothly and steadily.

Then, Shen Changyi stretched out his hand to her, "Let's go, little fiancée." ”

Jiang Xunxiu's eyebrows furrowed.

She wanted to retort that she was not small.

But when I remembered the man's age, it seemed that this title was not wrong.

Anyway, the people close to her were all shouting "Xiao Xun Xiao Xun", and after a little digestion, she went with him.

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With Shen Changyi beating, Shen Mingpeng didn't dare to make a mistake at the engagement banquet, so he got up early in the morning to arrange the main courtyard, and then went with Wang Rong to receive the guests.

The people who can get the invitation are basically famous and powerful wealthy families, as well as the CEOs of companies that have related cooperation with the Moriwa Group.

But when he finished taking his seat, he realized that the main courtyard was not even half full.

It can be seen that the Shen family's house is really big.

The ceremonial officer sings, and the newlyweds enter the door together.

Wang Rong immediately pulled the woman next to her back.

I saw two figures slowly stepping in from the main entrance, and the slightly taller man leaned over the handsome face, his thin lips opened and closed lightly, and he carefully reminded the beautiful woman next to him to pay attention to the steps.

The intimacy of the attitude and the deep affection of the heart.

Look at the beauty next to him, a gorgeous red dress is like a peony in the prosperous era, a delicate and beautiful face is like a creation of the gods, and after getting the man's advice, she bends her magnificent red lips, smiles shallowly, and is beautiful.

Wang Rong's face immediately sank, and she felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

With things in mind, there is no importance to the subordinates.

She didn't notice the woman she had caught, and was rolling her eyes speechlessly.

Lowering his eyes and looking at the wrist that was being held by the other party, Yun Yao pursed his lips irritably, even Shen Changyi and his fiancée didn't want to look at it anymore, and used his skill to break free from Wang Rong's clamp.

As soon as he shook it off, Yun Yao rubbed his wrist, and the delicate little face that he had just glimpsed in his mind flashed.

It's so pretty.