Ye ChuChu changed his wedding dress, opened the door of the fitting room and went out.

"Wow! ChuChu, you are so beautiful As soon as Wang Qingyu saw her, he couldn't help exclaiming. Sure enough, the most beautiful time for a woman is the moment when she puts on her wedding dress.

On the contrary, ye ChuChu is not used to covering the front with her hands. She seldom wears such off shoulder clothes. She always feels strange. She is afraid that if she takes two steps, the wedding dress will fall down.

"Nice? Don't you think it's strange, Xiaoyu? " She asked incredulously.

Wang Qingyu stood up and walked into her with a smile on the corner of his mouth. He pushed ye ChuChu to stand in front of the fitting mirror and said, "I don't believe it, do I? Well, see for yourself if it's beautiful. "

Ye ChuChu just drags her skirt and looks up at herself in the mirror. She is also surprised. Is this still her?

The off shoulder wedding dress sets off her bust very well. She is full and ready to come out. Her waist is like a willow. With the delicate clavicle, her lines are beautiful, her neck is white, her face is beautiful, and the person in the mirror is very beautiful. She is not the same person as usual.

Looking at ye ChuChu with a look of surprise, Wang Qingyu's smiling thief lay on her shoulder and said with a smile, "can't you recognize that the person in the mirror is yourself?"

Ye ChuChu nodded, his black and white eyes drooped slightly, and said in a soft voice, "it's very good-looking. Now I finally believe that people depend on clothes and Buddhas depend on gold."

"Cut, it has something to do with this sentence. The reason why you look so good on it is not because you have a good foundation, but also because an Ziyan has a good eye."

Ye ChuChu chuxiao, speechless, only she knows, now how much wedding dress for her is no different from a good-looking clothes.

The wedding dress was beautiful, but she couldn't say whether she liked it or not.

"Well, Xiaoyu, don't wander around me. I'm tired. I want to go and sit down." She speechless patted Wang Qingyu's shoulder, carrying the skirt to one side of the chair.

Wang Qingyu also helped to pull the skirt, followed her and said, "OK, I'll go and sit for a while."

It's not easy to sit down with the wedding dress in a few meters long skirt, but after a long time, ye ChuChu can finally sit down and have a rest. Looking at the water drill flashing on the wedding dress, she is in a trance.

She is still not sure. Is it really what she wants to marry an Ziyan? So she's really happy?

Looking at ye ChuChu in the absence of God, Wang Qingyu sighs helplessly. Everyone knows that she loves Gu Liangchen, but she just goes to the top and refuses to forgive Gu Liangchen.

But what Wang Qingyu doesn't know is that a woman who lacks a sense of security is driven by her body's self-protection to choose the one who thinks she is safe.

"ChuChu, do you really want to marry an Ziyan? Now it's still time to go back... "She said to her sincerely.

Her eyes drooped and her long eyelashes covered her eyes, making people unable to see what she was thinking, but her voice was calm and asked, "why, are you all questioning my decision? Isn't anziyan good? If I marry him, will I have a bad life? "

"ChuChu, we don't say that because anziyan is not good. He is very good, even better than Gu Liangchen. If you marry him, you can't deny that you will have a good life, but you won't be happy. It's not him that you love, it's Gu Liangchen, isn't it?"

Ye ChuChu is speechless. Yes, she loves Gu Liangchen, but if she loves someone, it will be forgotten one day. At that time, anziyan is so good, she will love anziyan, won't she?

Only this thought, even she was not sure of the possibility.