Chapter 343： Try the wedding dress

Knowing that she must be mad when trying to try again, he hooked up the corners of his mouth and said, "No need, this one suits her very well."

"It is true that Mr. Shen's girlfriend is very beautiful, no matter which one she wears is suitable."

I don’t know which words in this sentence pleased the man, Shen Jikong’s eyes softened a little bit, his line of every inch tells the appearance of pampering, so that the female staff who were talking could not help but look at him. Red heartbeat.

Men who are most afraid of always being cold and indifferent are affectionate.

The disaster is general.

The wedding dress was ordered and the staff left.

Luo Qiao looked at the man whose expression had obviously become very happy, and suddenly said, "How could I meet you so unlucky."

Shen Jikong sat on the sofa, took the file, squinted his eyes when he heard the words, raised his head and glanced at the woman, then chuckled: "Yeah, you shouldn't save me back, let me die on the street. There won’t be anything like today."

"..."

He turned the pages of the document, his tone of voice was casual, and he wanted to laugh without a smile: "You blame yourself for being kind, huh?"

Luo Qiao: "..."

She took a deep breath, really trying to kill him.

The living room was quiet, Luo Qiao was still angry, her face was dull and she didn't say a word, Shen Jikong looked away from the file, raised her eyes and glanced at her, his eyes were slightly emotional.

She really shouldn't have saved him, let alone be with him. He took what she had said seriously, and she didn't want to admit it, so how could such a good thing happen.

In this life, even if she died, she could only die with him.

The sky outside was getting darker, Luo Qiao took a breath and couldn't help but glanced at Shen Jikong.

The man's long legs overlapped, looking at the document in his hand, his profile was indifferent, and he looked like a nobleman.

The wedding dresses were tried, and she would really be forced to get married by him.

"..."

Pursing her lips, Luo Qiao approached him, her voice softened unconsciously: "Shen Jikong..."

This tone...what are you thinking about?

The man glanced at her, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he responded with a smile, "Huh?"

Luo Qiao chuckled at the corners of her mouth and gave a commercial smirk: "Don't you think it's too fast for us to have a wedding like this?"

"Hurry?" Shen Jikong glanced at her and said meaningfully: "Slow down, will you be willing to hold a wedding with me."

"It's not necessarily..." Luo Qiao looked at him for a moment, then leaned over slightly: "We can start with understanding each other, right? When the relationship deepens, it will happen naturally."

Shen Jikong was almost amused by her cute remarks, "Wait for the emotional deepening?" He didn't know whether he believed it or not, but just asked: "Then what do you want to do to have a deeper relationship with me?"

How could Luo Qiao be willing to have a deeper relationship with him, she didn't speak for a while.

Shen Jikong closed the document and looked in a good mood: "Okay, if you are really willing to accept me, it will be fine for me to postpone the wedding for a few days."

It was never him who really controlled the relationship, and he wanted more than just a wedding.

After watching her for a few seconds, Shen Jikong stretched out his hand towards her.

Luo Qiao glanced at him inexplicably, "What are you doing?"

The man threw the document on the table, leaned back, raised his eyebrows slightly, and naturally said: "Isn't that you want to understand each other with me?" Seeing her expression, he whispered: "Not even holding a hand?"