In the face of Wang Qingyu's truth, ye ChuChu is silent. What she says is not unreasonable, but she doesn't understand, and she doesn't know how much she is afraid of the recurrence of that day.
When Wang Qingyu saw that she was confused, it was not good to say more. He only sighed, patted her on the shoulder and said, "as your friend, I advise you to think more clearly. After all, marriage is not a joke."
Ye ChuChu looked up at her and knew that she was for her own good. She nodded with a smile and said, "well, I know. I'll think about it again."
But she knew in her heart that she and an Ziyan were already on the bow. Even if she had another idea, the wedding could not stop.
At this time, there was a knock outside the door, and then an Ziyan's gentle voice came in.
"ChuChu, have you changed it? May I come in? "
Ye ChuChu took a deep breath, calmed down, raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and then said, "come in, I've changed."
An Ziyan holds the doorknob and turns. The door opens. Wearing a black suit, an Ziyan walks in with a smile. The suit is more straight and slender, and his legs stand in front of Ye ChuChu.
"Why are you sitting? Are you tired?"
Ye ChuChu nodded with a faint smile and said in a humorous tone: "yes, it's really not easy to put on the wedding dress, even though it looks good."
He kneaded the top of her hair with a big hand, and there was a doting smile on the corner of her mouth. He knew that she always hated anything troublesome and liked simplicity, but it was for marriage after all. It couldn't be designed like a T-shirt.
"It's hard. Come and stand up and let me see if it's beautiful?"
"It's just a new vest and no make-up. Can it be changed, and you can't recognize it?"
Although her mouth said so, but the soft hand or obediently put into his warm big palm, let his strength to pull her up.
Wang Qingyu also has the look of eyes to come forward, to ye ChuChu's long skirt for her to sort out a little bit, and then smilingly rushed to an Ziyan and said: "an Ziyan, your eyes are very good, Chu Chu will be beautiful when she wears this wedding dress!"
Anziyan's dark eyes drooped slightly, and he looked at ye ChuChu carefully. The expression of his eyes was slowly amazing and a sense of achievement.
His choice is really good, she is really suitable for this wedding dress.
The tenderness of his eyes looked at her. He could hardly melt away. He was quiet for a moment. Then he praised her without stinging: "well, it's really beautiful on ChuChu!"
It was ye ChuChu who felt a little hot under his and Wang Qingyu's singing. She lowered her head and pulled the cloth around her waist. Her voice was a little depressed and she said, "but I seem to be fat. This waist is a little tight. I feel I'm going to be out of breath."
"Is it tight? I can't see it. You can't help it. " Wang Qingyu touched her waist and said with disapproval that women now strangle themselves for the sake of beauty, not to mention that she is just tighter.
"No, I feel like I can't breathe." She shakes her head and thinks that the reason why she always likes to wear loose clothes is that she can't accept a little tight.
An Ziyan's long white fingers naturally grasped her soft hand, looked at her gently and said, "it's OK. I don't feel comfortable. I'll call aunt Tao to change it."
"Is that ok? Is it too much trouble? " She asked hesitantly. After all, the wedding is just around the corner. It will take a long time to change.
"It's OK. We'll ask him to work overtime today. It can be done tomorrow afternoon at the latest. It's not in the way." After all, nothing is more important than her comfort.
"Oh, that's fine." Ye ChuChu thought about it, then he should come down.