Youth Eight

The afternoon sun is like a fireball, baking the ground without hesitation.

Shan Liang was dragged into a bridal shop by Yan Nuannuan, and she pressed his struggling hands with both hands and ordered him in an aggressive tone.

Her behavior seemed to the service store to be really savage, and it was not at all like her cute and weak appearance. Looking at the reluctant expression on the groom's face, hey, he may have been forced to marry. You have to do business, right, why don't you do business if you have a business? With a professional smile, she came to them and introduced them to the various brands of wedding dresses.

"Don't struggle, you can't give a promise, I'll give you a promise. Give him a look-up, and I'm going to tailor a suit for him. One set of Chinese and one set of Western style. Yan Nuan Nuan looked at him as he spoke, and he gradually stopped struggling, lowered his eyes and looked back at her.

"Some jokes can't be too much." Shan Liang looked at her, withdrew his hand and said in a deep voice.

"Not a joke, I've never been joking with you. I know you think about my reputation, and I have only one reputation for Mrs. Shan. Yan Nuannuan picked up a white fishtail wedding dress and tried it in front of the mirror. When it comes to this lifelong event, he is always running away. She said, turning to look at him and smiling.

…… Shan Liang didn't have anything to refute her words, watching him, a wayward princess, do whatever she wanted in front of him.

In his room, a circled map of several cities hung quietly on the wall.

Is it not against the will, and is it not against the will? His task was not yet complete, he did not dare, did not dare. She looked at Yan Nuannuan, who was wearing a wedding dress, and walked out of the fitting room to look at him shyly. He had only one thought, and he didn't give her a thought. Turned around and pushed the door open and ran out.

"Waiting for the old lady to catch him back, I bought this wedding dress." Seeing this, she handed the card to the waiter who was holding a measuring ruler in the spot. Yan Nuannuan kicked away her high heels, lifted the hem of her skirt and ran out angrily.

"Wow, what a girl." The waiter closed her open mouth and watched as she chased the boy barefoot on the hot ground, and walked outside the door to see their backs.

Zhang Ning and Yu An, who were waiting for the car, saw this scene, and Yu An also followed the line of sight. asked the waiter who was also looking at him, "Sister, are you taking wedding photos?" ”

"No, it's a forced marriage. The forced marriage of the idol plot, that girl is also too handsome, bravely pursuing love. The waitress was a little girl, shaking her head and raising her hand excitedly.

Zhang Ning, who was eating ice cream, laughed out loud when he saw her.

She looked at Zhang Ning, who was smiling, and then at Yu An. "When you are an adult, the woman will give you a 20% discount if she is affectionate." As she spoke, she pointed back to the wedding dress in the window and said with a smile.

Before he finished speaking, he was glared at by Zhang Ning with a blank eye, opened the car door and walked to the car that had just stopped.

Yu An glanced at the puffy skirt wedding dress behind her, evoking a vague smile, hidden in the throbbing of the fantasy of the summer warm breeze.

When he got into the car, he and Zhang Ning had an angry expression and sat in the co-pilot.

"That's a nasty man." Yu An looked at Zhang Ning, who was looking down at his phone behind him, and said.

"Facts." Zhang Ning raised his head, looked at him in the mirror and nodded.

"What? Fact. When Yu An heard what she said, she suddenly became nervous.

"Annoying enough."