Chapter 7: The Wedding (6)

"Hey, there's less wind, you don't have to make such a fuss." When he came to the locker room, Qiu Lingyang hurriedly shook off Shang Xufeng's hand.

It's just to make trouble with him, and now that the rings and wedding dresses are ready, what kind of trouble is this?

"Shut your mouth, it's not your right to speak now."

Shang Xufeng dropped such a charming sentence, which was like the gentle image just now.

Qiu Lingyang also eats soft rather than hard, and his anger also came up: "Miss Ben doesn't want to play with you now, can't you?" ”

"You have pus in your head, don't you?" Shang Xufeng glared at her, turned to look at the staff on the side, "You don't have to give face to Young Master Ben, just strip off and change into a wedding dress." ”

"Which of you dares to move?" Qiu Lingyang is usually a notorious person, and when she said it, several staff members really didn't dare to come forward.

"Do you want Young Master Ben to change it for you personally?" Shang Xufeng glanced at her, and blurted out the words that owed him, "But Young Master Ben doesn't have a bad habit of waiting for women." ”

"I really have a long bag in my head before I let you change it." Qiu Lingyang glared at him, this dead man was too self-righteous.

Just now she wanted to thank him for coming, but she didn't expect to reveal her wolf nature in a blink of an eye.

Glad she was still sober and knew that he was acting just now.

"Your poor sister is still waiting to see your good show, it's up to you whether you change it or not, anyway, Young Master Ben is playing about the same." Shang Xufeng clasped his hands in front of his chest, a picture of indifferent tugging.

This sentence is the weakness of Mid-Autumn Festival Lingyang.

She admitted that agreeing to play with Shang Xufeng was actually selfishly trying to make Qiu Yushan feel bad.

She has been smeared and framed all these years, but she ignores it, not because she is afraid, but because she feels that no one in this world cares about her. How's it smeared? What if it's clarified?

No matter what kind of person she is, she is still just Qiu Lingyang, and she is the only one alone.

But after such a fuss today, her head suddenly opened up. Since the mother and daughter have made her a wicked woman, then she will show them evil.

"Give me a change." Qiu Lingyang closed his eyes and let go.

She thought to herself, anyway, she was acting, and she didn't really want to marry this man she couldn't afford to mess with.

"Wouldn't it be right to be so obedient earlier." Shang Xufeng said.

"Then it's troublesome, you can avoid it first." Qiu Lingyang didn't bother to look at his arrogant appearance, as if he didn't put on that dragging, others wouldn't recognize him.

Shang Xufeng's gaze was on her, looking up and down, looking left and right: "Isn't a woman just two convex and one concave, do you still look different from others?" ”

"......" Qiu Lingyang's mouth moved, and he swallowed the words back into his stomach.

She understands too well that sometimes there is really no way to communicate with someone like Shang Xufeng.

Changing into a wedding dress, each part is suitable as if it was custom-made, Qiu Ling couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

It seems that this man did not want to play with her on a temporary basis, but has been planning for a long time.

Before today, she had nothing to do with him, did he expect her to agree to play with him?

Or maybe he didn't intend to give her a chance to refuse at all, as long as it was something he wanted to do, who in the world could stop it?

Sunny Wind! Sunny Wind! Sunny Wind!

Qiu Lingyang silently recited these three words, thinking of his face and every look of his face in his mind.

She really couldn't figure out what he was going to do?