Su Jian'an was tired all night, and Luo Xiaoxi was also in poor physical condition. It was almost dawn before Su Yicheng let her go and let her sleep.
Luo Xiaoxi was really tired. In a daze, she felt Su Yicheng help her wipe it, and then she felt a refreshing feeling.
She didn't come back to her senses until she woke up in the morning. Someone had applied ointment to her... How much force did he use last night?
"Madam, let's have a cup of honey tea to moisten your throat." After she arrived at the restaurant, the nanny thoughtfully poured her a cup of hot tea.
After drinking half a cup of hot tea, Luo Xiaoxi narrowed her eyes comfortably, like a cat basking in the afternoon sun~
"Where's Yicheng? Ahem!" Luo Xiaoxi was startled, and then she realized that her voice was hoarse.
"Sir went out early in the morning." The nanny answered while preparing breakfast for her.
Luo Xiaoxi tried hard to think about what was wrong with her throat, but suddenly her pretty face turned red. Last night, someone pushed her to the top again and again and again, and also tempted her in her ears: "
Xiao Xi, I like to hear your voice..."
So it became like this.
No wonder the nanny said she would make honey water for her~
What an exciting morning!
Nanny: Madam, actually we are already used to it.
At this time, a phone ringing interrupted her embarrassment. She answered the phone and it was Sister Shi Dan, the boss of Wanzhong Entertainment.
"Xiao Xi, are you coming to work today?" Shi Dan asked.
"Come, come or..." Luo Xiaoxi noticed that the nanny was looking towards her.
The nanny said, "Madam, your turtleneck sweater hasn't dried yet."
Luo Xiaoxi was confused, why did she mention turtleneck sweaters so suddenly?
Turtleneck sweater, neck... Luo Xiaoxi suddenly understood, blushed and covered her neck.
"I won't be here today. I still need to find an assistant," Luo Xiaoxi immediately replied, "You don't have to worry about this. I want to find an assistant that I like."
After hanging up the phone, Luo Xiaoxi immediately turned on her phone to take a selfie, and she couldn't help but laugh or cry.
Above the collarbone, it feels like a cat has stepped on it, so I can only wear a turtleneck sweater when I go out.
**
Gao Han came out of the bathroom and the whole room was filled with the scent of wontons.
His pretty little cook was busy at the dining table, serving two bowls of fragrant wontons, several plates of pickles and braised tofu, and pouring brown juice into a transparent glass, as clear as wine.
Gao Han hugged her from behind, filled his arms with her fragrance, and took a deep breath. He wanted to go to the bed again...
Feng Lulu giggled, her neck felt itchy when he rubbed it like this.
"Stop making trouble, let's have breakfast." She acted coquettishly in his arms.
He still pricked her with his chin, and the stubble that was about to grow tickled her constantly. She laughed and he made trouble. The happiest morning was nothing more than this.
"I want to eat you." His deep voice blew into her ear.
Feng Lulu's beautiful eyes turned slightly, showing a hint of shyness. This man must have great physical strength, so he didn't go to bed until dawn.
"Is that enough? Aren't you hungry?" She winked playfully.
"Of course." As soon as Gao Han finished speaking, his stomach brother let out two uncooperative "Gugu" sounds.
Gao Han didn't panic or get upset, and patted his stomach: "He also answered just now, he's not hungry."
Feng Lulu was amused by him again. After laughing, she said seriously: "Gao Han, I don't remember what happened before. I don't know what it was like when we got married."
Gao Han secretly raised his thick eyebrows: "Shall I tell you something?"
Feng Lu
Lu shook her head: "I want to hold another wedding with you. It must be a very happy and happy moment. I really want to remember it in my mind for the rest of my life."
Her face was full of expectation, which was enough to show how much he meant to her heart.
Gao Han felt warm in his heart and tightened his arms around her, "Feng Lu, let's hold another wedding, a wedding even grander than the last time."
Feng Lulu smiled happily: "Will I put on a wedding dress and become your most beautiful bride?"
"meeting."
"Will you put a ring on my face and promise to stay with me for the rest of my life?"
"certainly."
"It's a pity that no one will hold my hand and send me to you." Feng Lulu thought of her parents and couldn't help but shed tears.
Gao Han pressed her face to his heart, loving her very much, "I will be with you, Feng Lu, and I will always be with you."
Feng Lulu nodded vigorously, cried and laughed again.
Gao Han kept his promise. After breakfast, he asked for leave and accompanied Feng Lulu to the most upscale wedding dress shop in the city.
Wedding dresses designed by new and old designers from all over the world are gathered here, with various styles and styles.
"Mr. Gao, Miss Feng, this is the latest wedding dress that has just arrived in our store," the clerk introduced them enthusiastically. "Last month, the princess of the island got married, and the wedding dress she wore was designed by our designer."
Feng Lulu's beautiful eyes flashed with surprise.
"Ms. Feng, you are beautiful and have a sweet temperament. I personally recommend this one to you." The clerk took out a light pink wedding dress.
The upper body of the wedding dress is a breast-hugging style, studded with large and small pearls, and the fluffy princess skirt opens like an umbrella. It is so beautiful.
Gao Han could already imagine how beautiful she looked wearing it.
"Miss Feng is really discerning," the clerk praised: "Two months ago, Princess Medog married the prince of the desert, and she wore this style!"
Feng Lulu was stunned in her heart, how could she be chosen by such a coincidence?
In fact, she didn't know that every wedding dress here had a great origin~Of course Gao Han wanted to give her the best.
"Try it, Miss Feng?"
"Wait a minute, I want to go to the bathroom first." Feng Lulu pulled Gao Han out and came to the corner of the corridor.
Gao Han raised his lips in a funny way: "Feng Lu, do you want me to accompany you to the bathroom?"
Feng Lulu shook her head and lowered her voice and said, "Gao Han, let's find another one."
Gao Han was confused: "Don't you like these wedding dresses? I think they all suit you."
Feng Lulu didn't want to tell the truth at first, but thinking about it, she was now Mrs. Gao and had the obligation to be responsible for the family's financial situation.
"The wedding dresses here are either worn by this princess or that princess. They are too expensive. There is no need for me to wear such expensive ones."
Gao Han was silent. It was time for him to find a time to educate her about her husband's financial situation.
"It's okay, I can afford it," he said.
Feng Lulu understood that he wanted to give her the best, but she couldn't bear to let him get married and become poor. The expensive wedding dress was passed on to others, and the rest of their lives were their own.
"Thank you, Gao Han, but I really don't like it. Let's find another one."
Just as Gao Han was about to open his mouth, the phone suddenly rang. It was the bureau's special work ringtone.
"Feng Lu, I'll answer the phone first, and you can try it out first." After saying that, Gao Han took a few steps forward.
Bureau calls sometimes conveyed secrets, and he had to keep his distance from other people.
Feng Lulu pursed her lips. It seemed that she had to give it a try and then say she didn't like it before Gao Han would believe it.
She turned around and headed back to the wedding dress showroom.
At this time, a figure appeared around the corner, it was Chu Tong with a disdainful face.
"You can't even afford a wedding dress, and you still want to learn how to fall in love," Chu Tong hummed, "If you don't have money, don't come here to embarrass yourself!"
Chu Tong came here with a friend to pick out a wedding dress, but he didn't expect to meet Feng Lulu here.
Xu Donglie slapped Feng Lulu because of her before, and her face is still burning and hurting now!
Feng Lulu, I want you to look good today!
Face: You are so small-minded that you don’t know the difference between right and wrong. I don’t feel any pain anymore.
Feng Lulu returned to the wedding dress showroom, and the clerk continued to recommend wedding dresses to her. She found a Chinese-style wedding dress with embroidered buttons, and admired it with interest.
"Ms. Feng is really discerning," the clerk introduced to her. "This wedding dress is the latest work of an international cutting-edge designer. It was just displayed at Paris Fashion Week. It received unanimous praise when it was launched. Now it is the only one left in the world."
The more Feng Lulu looked at it, the more she liked it. From the design of this wedding dress, she could see the designer's love for classical culture.
"I want to give it a try," she said.
Just as the clerk was about to nod, a voice suddenly sounded: "We want this wedding dress!"
Chu Tong and her friends walked over, followed by two or three rich ladies.
Feng Lulu recognized Chu Tong, and what happened that night immediately came to mind. She hated this girl from the bottom of her heart.
The clerk smiled at Chu Tong and explained: "I'm sorry, Miss Chu, this wedding dress was chosen by Miss Feng first. If she thinks it's not suitable after trying it on, can I introduce it to you again?"
Chu Tong hummed: "Is it hers if I say I like it? Has she paid for it?"
Chu Tong patted a card on the table and said, "How much is it? Wrap it up for me."
The clerk didn't know what to do. All the customers who came here had membership cards, so no one could be offended.
It just so happens that these designers are so individual. If they don't agree with each other, they will create a limited-edition one-of-a-kind piece. Wouldn't it be nice to have two of them?
"Why don't you pack it? Do you want me to file a complaint against you?" Chu Tong urged arrogantly.
Feng Lulu stepped forward and asked with a smile: "Miss Chu, are you obviously trying to rob me?"
Chu Tong didn't expect that she would ask such a direct question, and he was not willing to be outdone: "So what?"
"No, I just want to see if your strength is enough to compete with me."
Chu Tong is so funny that a poor guy dares to talk about his strength with her.
Feng Lulu stopped talking to her, pointed to a row of wedding dresses and said, "I want these."
Chu Tong was surprised, what does this woman want to do?
It turns out that the woman asked her about her strength just now, just to see how she could compare her purchasing power?
She can't lose!
"I want these wedding dresses, wrap them up for me!" Chu Tong pointed to another row.
The clerk almost laughed from ear to ear. What kind of fortune did she get? She seemed to see her commission falling.
"Okay, okay, I'll place the order right away."
Feng Lulu pointed to another row: "I want these too."
Chu Tong pointed to the row opposite: "I want these."
"I want these."
"I want these!"
"These, these..."
"I want the rest!" Chu Tong shouted proudly.
The clerk kept pressing the order machine in his hand, only to hear the "squeak" sound. The order printed out was already more than one meter long~