Nian Xiaomu: "..."
She suddenly felt quite normal.
The person who should go to see a doctor is Yu Yuehan.
The wedding dress fits well and there is nothing to change.
Nian Xiaomu has a good figure and a rare noble temperament. She can control any style of wedding dress.
Needless to say, it was originally very suitable for her queen's style.
The day before the wedding.
Yu Yuehan and Nian Xiaomu can't sleep.
When Yu Yuehan rarely holds her, he doesn't take the opportunity to eat dry and wipe clean.
It's just on her ear, kissing and calling her name.
"Nian Xiaomu."
"Well."
"Nian Xiaomu."
"Well?"
"Nian Xiaomu..."
"What's wrong with you?" Nian Xiaomu turns over in his arms, lies on his chest, and looks at his beautiful face with the dim moonlight.
I took the opportunity to touch it.
Being taken advantage of Yu Yuehan's brow peak, he picked out, "do you find your fiance particularly handsome? You can be more proud. After all, after tomorrow, such a handsome fiance will become your husband and put your label on it. "
Nian Xiaomu: "..."
Cold little, your people have collapsed.
What about Gao Leng?
She only sees narcissism and shamelessness now
"I'm probably too nervous. I'm a little sleepless."
Yu Yuehan: "go to bed early. After all, tomorrow night is a night of flowers and candles. You may not have to sleep. Cherish the time you can sleep tonight."
Yu Yuehan said, but also a particularly loving pat on her head.
Bring weasel to celebrate the new year.
Nian Xiaomu: "..."
In this way, the night before his new marriage, Nian Xiaomu, under his threat, fell asleep at dawn.
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wedding day.
The largest church in City h was contracted.
From the door, the red carpet was spread all the way in, but I couldn't see the edge.
On both sides of the red carpet, there are red roses in full bloom, bright flowers and bright red eyes.
Colorful heart-shaped balloon, hanging around.
In the mid air, from time to time, there are helicopters passing by, scattering a shower of petals
Beautiful as fairyland, beautiful!
Media reporters who had been there early in the morning were constantly taking photos and publishing articles.
For a while, whether on the Internet or in newspapers and magazines, there were all reports of this grand wedding.
All over the world
In the church.
In the bridal lounge.
A white wedding dress of young mu, is sitting in front of the dressing table honestly.
In front of her is a professional makeup artist.
is holding a foundation and dressing her.
"Miss Nian is the most beautiful bride I have ever seen. This wedding dress is as beautiful as the fairy coming down to earth." Make up artist side make up for her, side envious way.
The skin foundation of Nian Xiaomu is very good. With a few simple sketches and delicate facial features, he becomes three-dimensional and charming.
It also reveals the hidden noble spirit.
Like a real aristocrat.
It's nothing else. It's temperament.
She was a little nervous when she got married for the first time.
Plus the wedding dress is closed waist, she always feel a little breathless.
A little flustered.
Hearing the compliments from the makeup artist, she smiled and didn't answer.
Always worried that if you speak, what if your heart pops out of your throat?
It's a little funny to say.
Now it's really the most tense moment she's ever had in her memory.
I don't feel like I want to get married. I want to go to the guillotine.
I can't breathe!
The door of the lounge was suddenly opened.
Shangxin and Zheng Yan walk in at the same time.