In the early morning, with the chirping of birds, the sky gradually brightened up. Ye ChuChu and an Ziyan, who had not slept for the same night, opened the door by chance. They didn't seem to think that they would see Dui FA as soon as they opened the door. They were all in a daze and stood in the same place.
An Ziyan was the first to return to his senses. He took two steps towards ye ChuChu and asked with a smile, "good morning, ChuChu. It's just six o'clock. Why don't you sleep a little longer?"
Ye ChuChu gently shook his head and said, "I can't sleep..."
"You're nervous, aren't you?" He walked in front of her, stroked the top of her hair with his big hand, and asked with a smile.
Ye ChuChu slightly drooped his eyes, and then "Er" said. In fact, she was too nervous to say. What was more was just a kind of unspeakable dull pain in her chest, which made her toss and turn in bed.
With her head down, she seemed to think of something. She suddenly raised her head to the dark eyes of Shang'an Ziyan, and her hands also covered his forehead. Her eyebrows slightly frowned and asked, "by the way, is your fever gone?"
An Ziyan smiles, takes down her small hand on his forehead, and says, "it's OK. After taking the medicine, I wake up today and feel better. The fever has already subsided."
Ye ChuChu carefully looked at his face, and found that in addition to the dark circles under his eyes, the others were OK. In addition, just touching his temperature was really normal, so he relaxed a little and said, "that's good."
"Well, I'll go down and cook breakfast, or you won't have time to eat when the make-up artist's car comes. Today is busy. You can't keep up without breakfast." He said gently to ye ChuChu.
Ye ChuChu thought it was reasonable, so he nodded and agreed. Then an Ziyan went downstairs to cook breakfast, and she went back to her room to prepare again.
At the moment when they turned around, they walked back to back, with a dignified look on their faces. They didn't look like the new couple coming to the wedding.
After a hasty breakfast, ye ChuChu and an Ziyan got on the bus waiting downstairs, and then rushed to the dressing room at the wedding scene. Twenty minutes later, when they arrived, they were hugged by several makeup artists and walked to different dressing rooms.
Ye ChuChu had changed her wedding dress and sat in front of the mirror, letting a group of people paint on her face. For some compliments or compliments, she just gave a faint smile, and did not exchange too much greetings with these people.
It was the first time for the staff to see such a cold bride. Although they felt strange, the door of the dressing room opened when the bride was nervous and didn't think much about it.
It's Wang Qingyu.
She came over with a smile on her face and said to ye ChuChu in the mirror with a smile: "Yo, look at this beautiful woman who looks like a fairy. Are we still ChuChu? I almost couldn't recognize it! "
Ye ChuChu glanced at Wang Qingyu in the bridesmaid's dress. She had an eye-catching figure. It was estimated that most people's eyes would be on her.
She said to Wang Qingyu in a slightly stuffy tone: "OK! Don't make fun of me. You're here. I can be regarded as a fairy. At most, I'm the fairy's valet. I don't know if I want you to be my Bridesmaid or not... "
When Wang Qingyu heard this, he was obviously happy. He grinned and said, "what can I do? I'm born beautiful. I can't even be ugly. Moreover, I've tried my best to choose the dress in a low-key way, even if I'm afraid of robbing you of the bride's limelight."
Ye ChuChu turned his lips and didn't speak, but he was muttering in his heart. As for your figure, you should wrap a piece of cloth from head to foot, and no one should look at it.