"Really?" Lin Qian seemed to rekindle the light of hope and looked at an Zirui with red eyes.

Then, an Zirui said with a smile in his eyebrows, "I'll introduce you to my wife another day."

"Who do you want to introduce to me?"

While talking, Du xiatong's voice sounded behind him, which sounded uninterested.

She heard the conversation between an Zirui and Lin Qian, but she was very calm.

"How did you get here?" An Zirui was stunned.

"Why? I can't come?" Du xiatong smiled and looked at an Zirui.

An Zirui realized that there was something wrong with his speech and got up and gently put his hand around her shoulder.

The next second, Du xiatong avoided without trace. She smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes and said, "let's go in and have a look at Qingqing."

An Zirui's eyes narrowed, and Du xiatong was angry.

"Is this... Your girlfriend?" Lin Qian also noticed Du xiatong's emotional changes. "Do you want me to explain to her? Did she misunderstand something?"

"No, the more you explain, the more messy it will become." An Zirui rejected her proposal.

He knows Du xiatong too well.

Soon, he followed up and left Lin Qian standing alone in the corridor.

"Xiao Tong, do you think I look good?" Zhao Qiqing looked at Du xiatong and asked with a gentle and shy expression.

When he came in, Du xiatong had adjusted his mood, but he still didn't escape the anxiety at the bottom of his heart.

She smiled faintly, "hmm? It's beautiful. What's wrong with my best friend?"

"You will only flatter!" Zhao Qiqing was coquettish and angry.

Du xiatong smiled softly and didn't continue to answer.

"An Zirui, don't you see?" Fu xishen next to him didn't see an Zirui coming in. It's reasonable that he shouldn't go far.

"Here it is." An Zirui strolled in and stood directly beside Du xiatong.

Fu xishen nodded. "Take good care of Xiao Tong. I'll choose some more sets with her."

"I think just watching these sets is enough. How many more do you want to shoot?"

The temperature in the wedding dress room is very high. At the moment, Zhao Qiqing's small face is red and looks like an attractive red apple.

She changed into a long dress with suspenders, but it's a little ordinary.

"Just now that sleeve has tassels, I think it's very good." Zhao Qiqing pointed to the dress hanging on one side.

"Wife, shall we choose this one too?" An Zirui stretched out his hand and took the opportunity to hug Du xiatong.

It seemed that she had long expected that she would break free and hold people in her arms.

Du xiatong stepped on his shoes while no one was looking at them.

After using up all his strength, an Zirui frowned painfully and his face was bitter.

"Wife, she and I have long been in the past." He took the opportunity to stick it to Du xiatong's ear, and his warm breath slipped into Du xiatong's ear and into her heart.

She is not unreasonable, and she probably guessed the love history of an Zirui and Lin Qian.

So she hesitated, "I'll pick you up when I get back!"

An Zirui got a bargain in an instant. "It's a good wife."

A gentle kiss fell on Du xiatong's cheek. She stared at an Zirui coyly and patted him on the arm.

The scene of flirting happened to be seen by Lin Qian who came in. Her figure was stiff.

The way she gets along with others over the years has trained her lightness about anything now.

Zhao Qiqing saw Lin Qian come in and smiled: "Hello, I have chosen."

"Really? Let me see how many sets you have chosen." Lin Qian walked over and looked through the clothes hanger on one side. "Mrs. Fu has a good eye. Will Mr. Fu go to the front desk with me?"

Fu xishen nodded and glanced at Zhao Qiqing. "You ask Xiao Tong to change your clothes with you."

Zhao Qiqing nodded. Since he was pregnant, he would pay attention to her safety at any time.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Zhao Qiqing patted him on the arm and motioned him to hurry.

An Zirui went out with Fu xishen.

After they left, only Zhao Qiqing and Du xiatong were left in the venue.

"I think this store is very good. Why don't you come and shoot it with my brother?"

Du xiatong pulled up the curtain and changed Zhao Qiqing's clothes. "Forget it, we'll talk about it then."

"What? Haven't you considered where to start taking wedding photos?" Zhao Qiqing wondered.

Normally, two people can consider starting to organize these.

But today's Du xiatong seems a little lack of interest. "Let's talk about it then. The certificate hasn't been received yet."

"Isn't this next month? It's coming soon." Zhao Qiqing said she was puzzled.

Du xiatong didn't answer and helped her take off her clothes and tidy up.

Zhao Qiqing put on her clothes and looked at Du xiatong. "I feel you're a little unhappy today."

"Yes?" Du xiatong paused as he picked up his skirt and looked at the skirt in his hand for unknown reasons.

"No? I'm not happy about you. It's almost written on my face!" Zhao Qiqing expressed her thoughts sharply and straightly.

Du xiatong stopped talking and was a little tired.

"Come on, go to the front desk."

Seeing that Du xiatong had the idea of escaping, Zhao Qiqing stopped talking and went out together.

On the corridor, Du xiatong stopped and pulled Zhao Qiqing to face herself.

"To be honest, am I really bad? Obviously they have nothing to do with each other, but I still want to haggle over every detail?"

"You said my brother and Lin Qian were former male female relations?" Zhao Qiqing is mysterious and unreal. There is no such performance in novels and stories.

Du xiatong nodded and frowned. It was hard to feel.

Knowing the story of an Zirui and his ex girlfriend, Rao would be unhappy if he changed to any current girlfriend.

"I think I'll believe my brother. If he can't handle it well, you'll kick him!"

Zhao Qiqing helps Li rather than kiss. Everyone knows that she must face Du xiatong.

Du xiatong was flattered by this and felt a warm current in his heart.

"It's better for my family to be sunny." Du xiatong's nose tip is slightly sour and a little wronged.

Zhao Qiqing put her in her arms and patted her on the back. "Don't worry, my baby, I will face you."

Two people go to the front desk. Lin Qian has left.

"It's getting late. What will you eat later? It's my treat." An Zirui took Du xiatong's hand, and there was no superfluous expression on his face.

"Brother, you and Lin Qian used to be classmates?" Zhao Qiqing tentatively said.

At that moment, Du xiatong felt a clatter in his heart.

This girl won't sell her so easily, will she?

"Yes, it's still a former relationship."

Unexpectedly, an Zirui is a gentleman with an open attitude to face Zhao Qiqing's interrogation.