Lin Mo'er's action of choosing clothes stopped for a moment, and his smile was far fetched. "Getting older, getting married is more like completing a task, but it's no big deal."
At this time, Yan Shiqi saw with his own eyes the desolation of her eyes, flashing God, no voice.
Since it's her own choice, no one else has the right to comment.
In less than ten minutes, Yan Shiqi put on a smoke gray elegant cheongsam for herself, which perfectly set off her exquisite and tall figure.
She chose another oil paper umbrella and planned to go out.
Lin Mo'er changed into a dark green Qipao. Because of her plump upper body, the position of the Qipao on her chest and shoulders is slightly tight.
"Does this look good on me?" Lin Mo'er takes advantage of inkstone when seven haven't left before, pulling the skirt of cheongsam asked a sentence.
Inkstone when seven with oil paper umbrella lift eyes, after a subtle look, give advice, "I think that purple sand color should be more suitable for you."
Hearing this, Lin Mo'er looked down at himself and nodded calmly, "then I'll wear purple sand."
She and Yan Shiqi such a gentle way to get along, less the original tension, but people feel more comfortable.
Yan Shiqi can see that Lin Mo'er, who came back from studying abroad, did not have the original arrogance and arrogance.
After a series of lessons, she seems to have completely settled down.
Yan Shiqi stands at the door of the dressing room, watching Lin Mo'er pick up the purple sand cheongsam to replace the figure, the corner of his mouth also reveals a calm smile.
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A few minutes later, Yan Shiqi came to the starting point of the scenic map.
Although the whole scenic area is not big, there are many winding streets.
The starting point is near the entrance of the scenic spot, and the end of the map is Yuanyang Lake at the end.
The photographer who was responsible for shooting inkstone all the way had opened the lens to capture all the pictures since she came to the starting point.
The effect of this reality show is very realistic. There seems to be a lot of group performances arranged in the scenic area.
Row upon row of merchants, at this time, have all opened.
Inkstone when seven look indifferently looking at the simple street, vaguely can also hear the Hawker's cry.
Almost instantly, people were drawn into the era of the Republic of China.
Yan Shiqi looked down at the map, and then walked forward.
She clearly remembers that the director's assistant reminded her to carefully observe the clues along the way.
Therefore, inkstone is very slow.
More than ten meters later, he passed a photo gallery, and the windows were covered with calligraphy, paintings and photos.
She glanced at it casually and suddenly found a black-and-white picture.
Inkstone when seven stop to concentrate, then went in.
The shopkeeper stood in front of the counter and wiped the old clock on the table. When he saw inkstone, he said with a smile, "madam, take a picture?"
Yan Shiqi shook his head and pointed, "I want the picture on the window, can you give it to me?"
Hearing this, the shopkeeper shook his rag. "If you want a picture, you have to answer a question.
Right answer, photos will be sent to you! Do you want a challenge? "
Inkstone when seven looked at the shopkeeper a pair of jubilant appearance, Heart funny, smile nodded, "can."
The group performances arranged by these troupes are very respectful of their duties and responsibilities, and they reflect the local conditions and customs of the Republic of China.
The shopkeeper clenched his fist and coughed softly. "Which coffee shop does the lady like best?"
This question is... A little puzzling!
Even the photographer behind her can't help but focus the lens on Yan Shiqi's cheek, waiting to see how she plans to answer.