Jiang Xinyao sometimes feels sorry for her children. As a mother, no matter how hard she tries, she can't replace her father's value.

On the way back, the little guy fell asleep in the car.

Zhou Jinghui suddenly took her hand and said in a low voice, "I really ignored Ding Ding Ding during this period of time. I didn't spare time to accompany him. I will pay attention to it and try to spare time to accompany you."

"You are a busy man. If you want to earn money and support your family, your work is important."

"Why am I so sour?"

Jiang Xinyao pursed her lips and said nothing more.

That night, Zhou Jinghui threw a lot of materials to her, all the resumes and works of famous foreign designers.

"You see, which designer's style do you like? I'll ask you to customize your wedding dress."

"Why? Do you really want to take wedding photos? Zhou Jinghui, don't use it. It's too boring. "

He lazily sat on the bed, while looking at the magazine, while casually said, "not only wedding photos, but also the wedding."

"No, it's complicated to have a wedding. It's better to have more than one thing."

Zhou Jinghui snorted, "no matter how complicated it is, it's my business. You just have to be my most beautiful bride."

Jiang Xinyao tut tut mouth, began to open the information. Women will have a strange preference for wedding dresses. According to the materials given to her by Zhou Jinghui, those designers are high school masters. Jiang Xinyao is a rascal and says to him, "every designer's work is very distinctive. I like it very much. It's hard to choose. Why don't you help me choose."

Zhou Jinghui rubbed her hair with a smile and said seriously, "please bring all these designers here. No one can customize one for you. On the wedding day, change dozens of wedding dresses."

Jiang Xinyao nuozi, not angry to say, "this is too luxurious!"

"I'd love to spend as much money as my wife likes."

Jiang Xinyao hummed and said, "I don't think it's worth spending this money. I remember when Li Xinran got married, the wedding of the century shocked the whole country. It's estimated that no one can compare her with her any more."

Zhou Jinghui touched his nose, coughed softly and said with a smile, "wife, I was wrong. I have done a lot of ridiculous things in the past, but my starting point is good."

"Why does that sound so awkward? You and Li Xinran are married for my good. Am I right? "

Without saying a word, Zhou Jinghui picked her up and went to the big bed.

Jiang Xinyao fluttered her legs and cursed, "Zhou Jinghui, can you stop thinking about solving problems in bed every time?"

He said with a smile, "I find it easier to solve problems in bed, because in bed, you can never beat me."

"That's because I'm not as cheeky and shameless as you are."

Jiang Xinyao said he was thrown on the bed, simply the bed is very soft, she did not feel pain.

Zhou Jinghui made a gesture to jump on it. Jiang Xinyao turned over and let him go empty.

"Don't mess around. I'm still in pain. Don't touch me tonight."

"Well, if I don't touch you, I can sleep with you."

"No, I have to keep choosing wedding dresses."

Jiang Xinyao jumped out of bed and looked at the information he had just given.

Zhou Jinghui doesn't look like a joke. If you invite all the designers here, you can do it. You don't have to do the banquet. Just watch her change her wedding dress.

"Honey, what kind of wedding do you want?"

Jiang Xinyao thought about it and joked, "how can I say that we have to compare Li Xinran's wedding?"

"That's easy to say." He doted on her hair.

"Well, don't be so serious. I'm joking. In fact, I don't care what kind of wedding or not. It's just a form. You gave Li Xinran that century wedding so romantic, but what was the result? You didn't even touch her. So, what kind of wedding is not important to me, as long as you are good to me and Ding Ding Ding is enough. "

Zhou Jinghui slightly pursed her lips, reached out to hold her in her arms, and said in a low voice in her ear, "baby, we have been noisy all this time. I know it's all my fault. After that, we don't make trouble and live a good life. I swear that I will be good to you and good to Ding Ding Ding."

Jiang Xinyao reached for his shoulder. She felt tired, too. It seemed as if she would never have a head to make such a noise.

"Zhou Jinghui, have you ever heard of a saying that women all have small temperaments. A mature good man will connive at a woman's small temper, and an immature man will only quarrel with a woman every day. Think about how even if you win the fight, what's the big deal if you win the fight."

Zhou Jinghui's eyes narrowed slightly, pinched her chin and clenched her teeth. "You are not mature enough before scolding me."

"I didn't say that. You said it yourself."

"Well, I admit that I was wrong. I'm careful. I can be jealous when I see you making eye contact with other men. I'll try to change it later. ""Try your best."

"Try, even I'm not sure I can change it."

Jiang Xinyao was so depressed that she didn't care about him.

Zhou Jinghui began to prepare for the wedding these days. He called Zhou Yu, who was far away from home, to contact the designer. He ran back and made a fire at Zhou Jinghui. "Zhou Jinghui, you look down on me too much. Anyway, I am also a famous designer in China. You go out and look for foreign designers."

Zhou Jinghui didn't take him seriously at all. He said coldly, "if you don't help, I'll contact someone else."

"Zhou Jinghui, I warn you, don't force me to swear. Can those foreign bullshit designers know Xinyao better than me? As you can see from the fashion show I held last time, Xinyao looks good in my clothes. I'll tell you, you don't need me this time. I'll fight with you. "

Zhou Jinghui is too lazy to pay attention to him, and takes Jiang Xinyao to the building.

"Well, I haven't finished. Don't you take me seriously?"

Zhou Yu is still noisy. Jiang Xinyao and Zhou Jinghui go back to the room directly, and their ears are clean.

Sitting in front of the make-up mirror, Jiang Xinyao looked at her face carefully and said that women should start to maintain after they were 25 years old. Jiang Xinyao had never paid much attention to it. If you look carefully, your skin seems to be not as good as before.

, when she took Zhou Yu's mask to her, he was carelessly facing Zhou Jinghui. "I think my uncle said it's not unreasonable. He really knows me better, knows what style suits me better, or let him design it."

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