Chapter 353: Handwritten Invitation

Because the box office of "West Palace Banquet" was too hot, a month after its release, it successfully obtained permission to postpone the offline line, and the daily film schedule after the postponement is still not low.

The film dominated major theaters for two full months, and the total box office exceeded the 4 billion mark, 4.6 billion to be exact.

When Bai Changxia saw this news on the Internet, he took a screenshot and sent it to Shen Jianian.

Bai Changxia: "4.6 billion box office!" It's amazing, it's not much different from the Haikou I boasted about at the beginning. She casually said that she was going to break 5 billion.

At that time, it was March, and Shen Jianian was communicating the details of the wedding dress with overseas wedding dress designers through FaceTime in front of the computer, and she said that she was very satisfied with all the parts presented so far, and there was nothing that needed to be changed.

When receiving Bai Changxia's WeChat, Shen Jianian said goodbye to the designer, closed the video window, picked up the mobile phone on the table and glanced at it, and typed a few words back.

Shen Jianian: "You are a great prophet. ”

Bai Changxia posted a panda cross-waist emoji, and then said with concern: "Where are your wedding preparations?" ”

Originally, she was about to say if she needed help, but then she thought that Fu Jichen should be able to handle everything.

Shen Jianian: "I just finished communicating with the wedding dress designer, the wedding dress has not yet been completed, and the designer is hand-embroidering the skirt, and he has to nail beads and the like in the later stage. ”

Bai Changxia sent a voice with great interest: "Do you have a picture?" Show me. ”

Shen Jianian took out the semi-finished wedding dress sent to him by the designer from the photo album and sent it to Bai Changxia.

Bai Changxia clicked on the picture to zoom in to see the details, took a deep breath, and said in disbelief all over his face, this is a semi-finished product?

She said excitedly: "The semi-finished products are so gorgeous, I can't imagine how beautiful the finished products will be!" Jia Nian, your aesthetics are amazing. ”

Shen Jianian confessed: "You still don't know me? I had difficulty choosing, and I was so speptical that I picked it out, and in the end it was Fu Jichen's idea to choose this one. ”

Bai Changxia changed to typing again: "Praise the wrong person, it turns out that Boss Fu's aesthetics are unique." [Stall]"

The door of the study happened to be pushed open, and the man who was praised for his aesthetic beauty held a glass of milk in his hand and put it on the desk: "Haven't finished talking to the designer yet?" ”

Just now, Shen Jianian didn't want to move the laptop to the bedroom, so he occupied the study, and Fu Jichen went downstairs to give her hot milk and left her to talk to the designer.

"We're done talking." Shen Jiannian was holding his mobile phone to reply to Bai Changxia's message, "I'm chatting with Xia Xia." ”

Leaning on the edge of the table, Fu Jichen reached out and took away her mobile phone, picked up the milk and stuffed it into her palm: "Drink it while it's hot, it's not good if it's cold." ”

Shen Jiannian took a sip of the cup, and heard Fu Jichen ask her, "How is the wedding dress, is it the same as expected?" "At the beginning, she chose the design draft, and how the finished product was all up to her imagination.

"It's beautiful, gorgeous, and even better than I expected."

Shen Jianian drank all the milk in the cup, and Fu Jichen took the cup and put it on the table. Shen Jianian licked his lips, took back his mobile phone from his hand, and found the photo to show him.

"That's what it looks like at the moment. It's not finished yet, but I think it's beautiful. Shen Jianian said.

Fu Jichen took the phone, swiped the screen with his fingertips and flipped back, and looked at the detailed pictures of the left and right places before and after the wedding dress, and he didn't know which photo he saw, and his eyebrows suddenly frowned.

Shen Jianian stretched his neck and looked at the phone screen, which was a photo of the back of the wedding dress.

"Is this open back design too big to dig up?" Fu Jichen looked at the design draft before, but he didn't see such a big piece exposed, which was all open from the back of his neck to the back of his waist.

Shen Jianian stood up and took a closer look: "How can it be so exaggerated as you say, is it okay to only show half of your back?" And the exposed part will be covered with diamond chains and beads when the time comes. ”

Seeing that she really liked it, Fu Jichen didn't say anything, locked the phone screen and put it down, and hugged her waist in front of him.

Shen Jianian lay on his chest in this position. The night was dark outside the window, and it was quiet in the study, and she could hear each other's heartbeats, gradually approaching the same frequency.

After being quiet for a while, she suddenly raised her head and said, "I'll write the wedding invitation." ”

"Huh?" Fu Jichen was enjoying the warmth of hugging her tightly, but he didn't react for a while, and was stunned for two seconds before he spoke, "Why did you talk about this?" ”

Shen Jianian said seriously: "Everything about the wedding is prepared by you, and I have to pay some labor, so I can't trouble you with everything." ”

He was so busy with work, and when she didn't have a concert to prepare, her days were very leisurely.

Fu Jichen: "If you want to write, you can write." ”

"Let's put it that way." Shen Jianian agreed with him, "When the guest list is ready, I will start to find time to write invitations every day." ”

"Well, it's okay, stamp it up." After Fu Jichen finished speaking, he lowered his head and pecked her lightly on the lips, which meant that this was stamped.

After only kissing it, Shen Jianian felt a tingling sensation on her lips, she pursed her lips, thinking that it was her own illusion, and took the initiative to kiss him on the mouth with suspicion.

Fu Jichen didn't expect her to make such a move, his eyebrows twitched, his eyes reflected her shadow, and his voice lowered: "What to do?" Want to be in the study? ”

Shen Jianian's pupils shook, what was he talking about?

Fu Jichen moved as he wished, picked her up and turned around, put her on the desk, didn't look at the desktop with his eyes, found the place to place the computer with his memory, raised his hand to close the back cover, pushed away, and some miscellaneous office utensils were also removed to make room.

"I didn't want to ...... in the study"

The last two words were hidden, only because Fu Jichen's hand that was sorting things was retracted, the palm was attached to her waist, the strength was retracted, and the distance between each other was closer, and the breathing was entangled, ambiguous.

Now, his posture changed to that of him standing in front of her, reversed from before.

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The wedding is scheduled for June 23, the sixth day of the fifth lunar month, and it is suitable for marriage.

A month before the wedding, Shen Jianian began to write invitations.

The three-meter-long table in the study was covered with red invitations, and Shen Jianian held a brush in one hand and wrote one by one against the guest list.

The invitation card is also designed by a special person, and after opening it, there will be a three-dimensional paper-cut portrait of her and Fu Jichen, which is vivid.

Shen Jianian wrote seriously, paying attention to every stroke, writing dozens of them in one afternoon, she was a little tired at this time, she turned her slightly sore neck, and suddenly lost her mind, remembering the ridiculous things she and Fu Jichen did in the study a long time ago.

His cheeks suddenly became hot, as if he was burning, Shen Jianian couldn't look directly at the desk in front of him, and couldn't forget the scene where the man used his shirt as a rag to wipe the tabletop.

I don't know when, Fu Jichen came in, because the door of the study was open, Shen Jianian didn't hear the sound of the door opening, and was still in a daze.

"What do you think, your face is so red." Fu Jichen raised his hand, the back of his hand against her cheek, the slightly cool temperature contrasted with her piping hot.

Shen Jianian came back to his senses, raised his eyes to meet his gaze, his face was even redder, and he said, "I didn't think about anything, I just ...... Look at the inkstone is out of ink. ”

Fu Jichen glanced at the inkstone on the table, picked up the ink strip resting on the edge of the inkstone, and helped her study the ink.

The man's posture is leisurely and lazy, but it is elegant.

Shen Jia was calm, dipped his pen in ink, took an invitation card, and wrote down the names of the guests.

"How many are left?" Fu Jichen asked.

"That's a lot."

Shen Jianian frowned slightly when he spoke, staring at the words in his pen, for fear of making a mistake, and if he made a mistake, he could only invalidate an invitation. The invitation is so beautiful, she is not willing to waste it.

Fu Jichen was afraid that she would be tired, so Yan Mo's movements slowed down and said, "Why don't I help you write?" ”

Shen Jianian shook his head and refused simply: "Don't, I said that I would leave this matter to complete, and I can't even do this one thing well." I haven't had much to do lately, so I'll just write slowly. ”

Fu Jichen let her go, and only advised: "Don't be too tired yourself." ”

"I know." Shen Jianian raised his head and smiled at him, "You underestimate me too much." ”

Fu Jichen's thin lips were slightly hooked, and he also smiled at her, and teased himself: "People say that red sleeves add fragrance, why did they come to us upside down?" ”

Shen Jianian stopped and looked at the picture of him studying ink, the man's fingers were slender and white, as if carved from white jade, his fingertips pinched the ink strips, he supported the desktop with one hand, bowed slightly, his shirt outlined his thin waist, and he repeated an action slowly, elegant and gentle, and full of nobility, which was indeed pleasing to the eye.

She couldn't help but laugh and said: "When you say that, I think I have become a scholar who entered Beijing to take the exam, and you are a goblin who specializes in seducing people." ”

Fu Jichen's eyebrows jumped, the ink strip was put back on the inkstone, and he looked directly at her: "You said I am...... What? ”

"Fairies." Shen Jianian smiled, "Haven't you seen that kind of fantasy story?" The scholar stayed overnight in the broken temple on the way to Beijing to catch the exam, and a wonderful woman appeared in the middle of the night to study ink and cut candle wicks for him, and read intimately. ”

Fu Jichen flexed his fingers and flicked it on her head: "What are you thinking about?" ”

Shen Jianian said innocently: "You first mention the red sleeves to add incense, I just thought of this, blame you." ”

"Blame me?" Fu Jichen held her face with his big palm and kneaded it back and forth a few times, "Why don't you explain why you blushed when I first came in?" Did you think of ......?"

"Ahh Don't bother me, I'm going to write an invitation! Shen Jiannian knew what he was going to say, so he interrupted him loudly, and without paying attention, he drew a brush on him with the brush in his hand.

He happened to be wearing a white shirt today, clear and charming, Shen Jia looked at the eye-catching black stain: "Now you should be blamed." The ink can't be washed off, and your shirt is scrapped. ”

Fu Jichen lowered his eyes and looked at the shirt on his body, disapproving: "Didn't I scrap one last time, I remember that time because of ......"

"Fu Jichen!" Shen Jianian was so anxious to cover his mouth, ashamed and angry, "If you say it again, I will ignore you." ”

This threat was very effective, and Fu Jichen raised his hand to make a surrender and promised not to mention it again.

Because Fu Jichen came in to interrupt, Shen Jianian could not complete the workload planned to be completed in the afternoon, and after dinner, he worked for a while before returning to the room to rest.

There's a wedding left in the plot.,The text can end with a ヾ (@^▽^@)ノ