Ye Feimo was waiting for Wen Nuan at the school gate. She hurried out and saw his car parked opposite. Nuan Nuan looked at the classmates around her and didn't care. She got into Ye Feimo's car. Ye Feimo had four movies.
The car he drove today was a BMW. He rarely drove this car, and no one recognized it even if the glass was not in one position. Besides, the family was warm and the conditions were good. In the past, her father often drove a BMW to pick her up, and her classmates were not surprised.
"Why so late?" Ye Feimo started the car and left. He waited outside for half an hour, thinking that she was being bullied inside. Nuan Nuan was not popular in school. Ye Feimo knew that she was staying in school.
For a long time, he suspected that his wife was being bullied. But seeing that she was smiling and in a good mood, he gave up the idea.
He shouldn't worry about Wen Nuan being bullied. She is not a vegetarian. If someone bullies her, she will fight back hard.
"I chatted with the teacher for a while, and by the way, I told her that we were married." Wen Nuan smiled and said, Ye Feimo looked at her sideways, "Is this a hidden marriage? Many people know that we are married."
"What are you afraid of? Teacher doesn't just say it everywhere." Wen Nuan smiled and said, turning to look at Ye Feimo, "I heard a rumor from the teacher. I can get two awards for the Gold Medal Award? In addition to the Newcomer Award, there are also
Which one is there?”
"You also believe the gossip, it's definitely not accurate." Ye Feimo said calmly, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, and his eyes were full of smiles. He looked very beautiful. After his water chestnuts were rounded, he didn't look cold at all.
Every time she looked at him, she felt as if he was possessed by Prince Charming.
"I'll just listen to the gossip told by others. The gossip told by the teacher must be accurate." Wen Nuan smiled and said, "Tell me if it is true."
"It's fake, you'll know it when the time comes."
"Stingy." Wen Nuan muttered and stopped asking. Ye Feimo took her to a dress shop on Renmin Road to choose clothes. Wen Wen was not very common in this area. There were rows of shops selling small dresses.
There are big international brands and some unknown brands.
The clothes on this street are not something that ordinary people can buy. They are mostly a place where ladies and celebrities come to choose their dresses. Each store is very unique, with either luxurious or exquisite decoration.
Ye Feimo entered a cheongsam shop with warmth.
Nuan Nuan was a little surprised. Ye Feimo wanted to choose a cheongsam for her?
Wearing a cheongsam at the Gold Medal Award?
There are makeup artists, stylists, and two designers in the store, and Ye Feimo has taken over the store. There is no one in the cheongsam store, and Nuan Nuan only knows by looking at the brand that it is a time-honored cheongsam store in City A.
"Are you wearing a cheongsam?" Wen Nuan asked. Ye Feimo nodded. The stylist was an elegant middle-aged woman named Fei Ling. She was tall and had a strong bookish air. She was wearing a black embroidered cheongsam.
It looks more elegant.
Ye Feimo sat on the sofa and waited. Fei Ling led Nuan Nuan to choose a cheongsam. Nuan Nuan took off her coat. Fei Ling visually checked her measurements, nodded, and said with a smile, "Miss Wen must look good in a cheongsam."
Wen Wen has a small frame, a slender figure, big breasts, a slim waist and hips, and most importantly, a pair of slender, fair legs. Such a figure looks best in a cheongsam. Wen Wen smiled slightly and looked at Ye Feimo on the sofa.
He crossed his chest and looked deeply. The evening light shone on him through the screen window, as if something distant and long was growing in his eyes. He smiled warmly and withdrew his gaze.
A cheongsam is a cheongsam.
Not many artists wear cheongsam at the Gold Medal Award ceremony. Nowadays, celebrities competing for beauty choose evening gowns from big European and American brands. This kind of Chinese-style gown is very rare.
Nuan Nuan secretly thought that the reason why Ye Feimo liked the cheongsam was not because she was suitable for wearing it, but because the cheongsam was relatively conservative and covered it from top to bottom. However, most of the designs were slit, revealing a pair of fair and slender legs.
leg.
Fei Ling picked out a few pieces for her, but she didn't like the warmth, so she wandered from the traditional cheongsam row to the Chinese and Western dress row. There were also cheongsams there, otherwise they were a combination of Chinese and Western dresses, and there were many black ones.
I like the sleeveless cheongsam for its warmth.
Fei Ling wanted to warm up the Chinese-style cheongsam, but she personally prefers this one.
Ye Feimo stood up and strolled slowly to the shelf. Wen Nuan chose a black cheongsam with a slightly wider hem, delicate buckles, and a black rose pinned to his neck.
Fei Ling praised Wen Nuan for her good eyesight. She smiled and went to change clothes with Fei Ling.
"Are all the best cheongsams here?" Ye Feimo asked.
Fei Ling said, "Mr. Ye, all the dresses you want are here."
“Where’s the cheongsam from the memory series designed by Zhang Yu?”
Fei Ling was surprised, "How did Mr. Ye know that we have this set of cheongsam in our store?"
"Take it out and show it to me." Ye Feimo said.
Fei Ling was very embarrassed, "Mr. Ye, this cheongsam is not for sale. Du's has already decided on it, so please don't embarrass us."
"I said, take it out and show it to me." Ye Feimo said word by word. Fei Ling wiped her sweat. Neither of them could afford to offend her, and she was even more embarrassed, but Miss Du's family had already ordered the cheongsam.
, and they dare not make their own decisions.
"Mr. Ye..." Fei Ling was really embarrassed. After thinking about it, she had no choice but to go to the cubicle to get the cheongsam. When Ye Feimo informed them that they were coming to try on the cheongsam, Fei Ling specially asked someone to take the cheongsam.
The cheongsam is put away.
I didn't expect him to know.
Wen Nuan came out after trying on the dress. The hem of this dress was very distinctive. She looked like a fisherman wearing it. The swaying wrinkles looked very beautiful. Everyone in the store praised her.
Nuan Nuan turned around in front of the mirror, filled with joy. She fell in love with this outfit at first sight, and it felt better than she had imagined. It brought out all the advantages of her figure.
Ye Feimo appeared in the mirror, wearing a cheongsam and a suit, which seemed to match well.
Wen Nuan joked, "I'm wearing a cheongsam, do you want to wear a mandarin jacket?"
One is wearing a cheongsam and the other is wearing a mandarin jacket, and the two of them are more compatible with each other. They are typical women who came out of a certain era.
Ye Feimo lowered his head and smiled, full of tenderness. His slender fingers gently flicked the butterflies on her shoulders. As the warmth got used to his touch, he felt a small electric current running through his back. He recalled every time in his mind.
Huan Ai, he seemed to love the butterfly on her shoulder very much. He always dropped countless kisses on it, which always made her blush and make her heart beat faster.
This gentle flick made her have a daydream.
It's really evil to be married, especially when you have a rogue husband.
Wen Wen blushed and slapped his hand down. He caught a glimpse of the designer's unclear smile from the corner of his eye, and felt awkward in his heart.
