The battle Qing Xiao Feng Mou smiles to start shallow arc, stretched out a hand to touch the girl's hair to revolve, "clever, worthy is my wife."

Si Yie

Black sheep!

How much does it cost?

Although she felt extravagant and wasteful, she didn't dare to say it directly. She stepped forward and took off her wedding dress from the model. With the help of several shop assistants, she dragged her long skirt into the fitting room.

As soon as the girl went in, the battle engine owl began to feel uneasy. He held his hands in his trouser pockets, subconsciously clenched them, and moved back and forth in the same place. From time to time, he raised his arm and looked at the time on his wrist.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the warlord began to get impatient.

However, he is not in a hurry to return to the company, but wants to see the girl put on the wedding dress for him.

The urgency of the mood, has been a bit uncontrollable.

After walking back and forth in the shop for about 30 times, Zhan Qingxiao calmed down, took a deep breath, and then sat down with a indifferent face.

Then came the sound of opening the bolt in the fitting room.

The mirror opened from inside, and the girl in the holy wedding dress came out with her skirt.

Zhan Qingxiao's black eyes suddenly burst out a startling light. He stood up slowly from the sofa and walked towards the girl in front of him.

She looked up carefully and looked down into her black eyes.

War engine owl's eyes are deep, drooping at her for a moment.

Si yie felt that he looked a little strange and said in surprise, "what's the matter? Isn't it pretty? "

"Good looking."

Zhan Qingxiao's voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes staring at Si yie became more and more gloomy. "You didn't pull the zipper properly, I'll help you."

"Ah?"

She turned her head and hands strangely, trying to reach the zipper behind her.

A suit with a man's body temperature suddenly fell from the sky at this time and covered her smooth and round shoulder. The battle engine owl beat her horizontally and said, "go to the dressing room."

The wedding dress is heavy. She is held up and her skirt is all on the ground. The man is only wearing a shirt. He unties a few buttons at the collar and has a tall and noble figure. Even if he doesn't make any clothes, holding her is like a full bridegroom.

"Ah! You What are you doing? "

The door of the fitting room was closed, and the pure breath of the man came down. Zhan Qingxiao hooked her chin, lifted her up, leaned over, and stuck her lips and nose together. "Shh, don't think about it too much. I really just zipped for you."

Si Yie

If you talk to me in a different position, I might believe it.

The man's burning big palm came to her back, "stab" a sound, the bra immediately tightened to almost out of breath, see the Department of love a pair of expression was strangled, the man joked, "didn't cheat you? It's really zipping for you. But don't you measure the wedding dress? Why is it too small? "

Her face turned red in an instant.

Chum!

Isn't it?

It's only a few months. Has she gained weight again?

Si yie subconsciously reached out and pinched the meat on her cheek. Before, because of malnutrition, there was no meat on her body. Now her face is full of baby fat.

Sure enough, once a woman has a baby, she will lose shape.

She cheekily said, "Oh, I got fat when I was in confinement. It's OK. Haven't I started making Xifu yet? It's been several months since I finished. I'm sure I can wear it on the wedding day when I lose weight during this period of time! "

The more she said it, the more ashamed she was. She reached out and pushed Zhan Qingxiao, "well, you You go out first. I'll change

However, the man stuck there and did not move. When she pushed her for the third time, he put his big palm around her little hand, raised it to her lips and gave it a kiss. "Don't lose weight, just let them increase the size. You are just in good shape now."

Si yie took back her hand and pushed harder, "get out!"

The battle engine owl was so ruthlessly driven out of the dressing room, looking at the door closed again, he leaned against the door, eyes up, lips smile more indulgent.

I don't know what's so shy about my little sweet wife.

It took more than ten minutes to put on the wedding dress. Before he could enjoy it, he was anxious to change it back.

Across the door, the battle engine owl said in a deep voice, "I've dealt with what you asked me to do this morning."

The sound of changing clothes came from the compartment, and she said, "do you mean Xie Wen? Have you already sent Xie Wen away? "

"Well, it happened that there was a fashion week in Fengguo, and star models from all over the world were invited to walk on the red carpet. I asked Kevin, the director of their organizer, to call Xie Wen's agent and name her to pass."

At this point, the war engine owl pauses, looks at the mobile phone calendar, and adds, "no accident, she should be flying in the sky by now."She changed back into her casual clothes and came out of the dressing room. She was so grateful that she took Zhan Qingxiao by the arm. "That's great. As expected, it's the most reliable thing to entrust my husband to do things. What about Xie Yong now? "

"What? Do you regret doing this to him? "

The battle engine owl looked at the Department of love, eyes deep, also more dark a bit.

In fact, he was a little surprised when he first learned from Qian Sen that the girl was calculating on Xie Yong.

Although she always knew that the girl was thoughtful and had ideas, her means were all aimed at those enemies who wanted to kill her.

Now, she is a little cruel in treating Xie Yong.

Xie Wen's family are just ordinary people. Why should she abandon this kind of thinking?

Although there is doubt in the heart, the war kingpin will not have a gap with the girl because of this. Preference is the original sin.

In this life, if she goes to heaven, he will become a Buddha; if she goes to hell, he will become a devil.

But in his private heart, he missed the clear and kind eyes when he first met. He thought that she could always live in the sunshine as before.

Holding the girl's hand, Zhan Qingxiao stares at her Phoenix eyes more and more deeply. He says in a deep voice, "you have to be prepared. Even if you are sincere for your friends, you may not be able to get their gratitude and understanding by doing so."

"It doesn't matter. As long as you can save her from suffering, it's worth being misunderstood."

If Xie Wen had not been poisoned by this family of blood sucking insects, how could she have lost her life at a young age?

She remembers that after Xie Wen's death, her alumni once slandered her. They found their conscience and took the initiative to launch a memorial service. As a former roommate, Si yie also received an invitation.

The students went to Fancheng and simply set up a venue under Xie's house. They put up Xie Wen's black-and-white photos, but Xu Chunmei drove them out with a broom.

Xie Yong also scolded that the shameless Slut was not his sister.

A person who does not respect the dead is not worthy of being a human being.

The battle engine owl lost his voice and chuckled, raised his hand and rubbed her hair, "OK, no matter what you do, I will support you."