Jiang Chen held her outstretched hand, put it back to her side, and said in a hoarse voice: "We have already bought everything that should be bought, go back." ”

Ruan blinked slightly, "Don't you buy it?" But I'm not ready to have a baby, and you don't want to be a father so early, do you? ”

Jiang Chen's breath was suffocated: "......"

After a moment, he punitively lowered his head and bit Ruan's lips lightly, "Sister, don't recruit me." ”

I'm going to go crazy.

Under Jiang Chen's unyielding attitude, Ruan Qing could only dispel the idea with regret.

After eating a simple but warm celebration meal, Ruan gently devoted himself to the production of "Dream Song".

For several days, except for the necessary classes, Ruan Qingqing did not take half a step out of the dormitory.

When Jiang Chen worked in a garment factory, she learned to sew, and after Ruan gently cut the cloth, Jiang Chen helped her sew.

It took four days for the whole outfit to finally be completed, only the embroidery was needed.

This is also the most important step.

The most eye-catching and eye-catching part of Mengsong is the large and exquisite embroidery on the skirt that belongs to Chinese elements.

The pattern Ruan gently uses a very classic bird and a phoenix, which is extremely beautiful, but if you want to make the desired effect, you have to find a professional embroidery workshop to complete.

In addition, the choice of silk thread also made Ruan lightly entangled.

Ordinary silk threads are cheaper, but the effect is greatly reduced.

The pattern embroidered with gold thread is gorgeous, delicate and atmospheric, but the price of gold thread is several times more expensive than ordinary silk thread, and the labor price is also higher than that of ordinary silk thread.

"With gold wire."

Jiang Chen did not hesitate to make a choice for her.

Ruan frowned slightly, "I also want to use gold thread, but gold thread is too expensive, and the material processing price is five hundred pounds." My dad worked so hard to earn 10,000 yuan, all of which you brought to me, and I used half of a skirt for him, and I felt distressed. ”

Jiang Chen lowered his eyes to look at her, "Sister, we are going to get married soon." ”

Ruan blinked slightly, "So, have you thought about sleeping with me?" ”

Jiang Chen's handsome face was as calm as jade, and there was no change in the slightest because of Ruan's gentle teasing.

"When you get married, you have to learn to rely on your husband, not your father."

Before Ruan Qing could understand the meaning of his words, a thin card was stuffed in his hand.

Ruan looked down lightly and saw that it was an HSBC debit card.

"When did you get your card?"

"I did it when I came, and I wanted to give it to you before I left."

Ruan gently raised the card, looked up at him, and his apricot eyes were shining, "What is this?" Is it a bride price? ”

"It's not a bride price, it's a family, sister, in the future, your expenses here will be debited from the card, the password is your and my birthday, and the money Uncle Hai will give you in the future, you can save it yourself."

Ruan gently pulled Jiang Chen to a nearby ATM, and when he saw the balance displayed on the screen, he was surprised and couldn't believe it.

There are 10,000 pounds on the card, which is more than 100,000 yuan when converted into RMB.

"Where did you get all this money?"

"I took a part of the dividend with the company in advance."

Jiang Chen took out the card and put it in her wallet, "Let's go, let's go find the best workshop, use the best silk thread, and make the best work." ”

Although he had money in his hand, Ruan Qing was still very distressed.

Five hundred pounds is not a small amount, and international students like her work in restaurants can't earn more than two hundred pounds a month.

"In fact, Mengsong may not be able to win awards, just as a graduation work, will it not be cost-effective to spend so much money?"

"Sister, have you forgotten the original intention of designing Mengsong? It is to promote cultural history, to let more people understand China's heritage, and of course, to let the world see the best dream song. ”

Ruan was gently persuaded by him, and was so happy that he shook his head, "Then listen to you, use the best silk thread." Anyway, the money is your hard-earned back, you don't feel distressed, and I don't have anything to feel sorry for. ”

Looking at her happy face, Jiang Chen couldn't help but smile between his eyebrows.

"When you make your wedding dress, don't forget to be mine."

Talking about the wedding, Ruan lightly blushed on her face, "What color do you want for the wedding dress?" ”

"It's up to you." Jiang Chen held her hand and clasped her fingers, "I believe in my sister's vision." ”

"Oh."

Ruan was gently pulled forward by him, and his beautiful round apricot eyes peeked at his good-looking side face from time to time.

After a moment, she suddenly mustered up the courage to shout, "Husband." ”

Jiang Chen stopped and looked at her with a stunned and overwhelmed face, and the red ears were even more shy.

Ruan Qingqing was also quite embarrassed, but seeing his embarrassed appearance, he became bolder.

"Husband, I want to eat a cone."

"I'll buy it."

Looking at his tall back walking briskly towards the street food truck with his hands and feet, Ruan laughed softly.

My brother is so cute.

Taking the cone from Jiang Chen's hand, Ruan gently ate as he walked, pretending not to see Jiang Chen's gaze that wanted to speak and stopped.

After waiting for a while, without waiting for Jiang Chen to speak, Ruan turned his head slightly, "What do you always look at me for, do you want to eat?" ”

As she spoke, she put the cone to his lips.

Jiang Chen didn't look at the cone, his dark eyes fell on her face, "Sister, what did you call me just now?" ”

"Forget."

Seeing that he didn't eat it, Ruan gently took the cone back and continued to eat.

Jiang Chen's mouth pursed slightly, didn't say anything, and pulled her back to the dormitory.

Until she finished eating the cone, Jiang Chen didn't speak again.

Ruan stepped forward with a light smile, "Husband, lend me your handkerchief." ”

Jiang Chen turned his head and looked at her fixedly for a while, then took out a handkerchief to wipe the sugar stains off her mouth for her.

When he returned to the dormitory, before Ruan Qing could change his shoes, he was hugged by Jiang Chen to the shoe cabinet and kissed with his head.

Halfway, Jiang Chen paused for a short time, holding her face and pleading in a dumb voice: "Sister, shout again." ”

Ruan's cheeks were crimson, and her apricot eyes seemed to be covered with mist, weak and well-behaved.

"Husband."

Jiang Chen's breath became heavier, and the kisses that fell were even harder and presumptuous.

Shoes and clothes quickly fell to the ground......

"No little umbrella ......"

Ruan's soft murmur made Jiang Chen's movements freeze.

There was a struggle in his dark eyes, and the sanity and loss of control were like two villains tugging in his head, and in just a few seconds, it seemed like a century of long and torment to him.

He grabbed the quilt and covered her, then lay down to the side in a deflated manner, his eyes closed and calm.

Ruan turned slightly to the side and stretched out a thin white finger and poked him in the shoulder.

"Or you go down and buy it."

"Nope."

Jiang Chen held her hand, clenched it tightly in the palm of his hand, and stared at her with regret and happiness in his dark eyes.

He wanted to give her the perfect wedding night more than a momentary physical impulse.