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390. Boudoir interest [5]

"Hurry up and put it on to see if it fits. If it doesn't fit, I will have it repaired." Baili Fenghua said with a smile.

She nodded, held the clothes and walked behind the screen to start changing.

Although I have no requirements for the wedding dress, if this is Hua'er's wish, it would be a completely different story.

Among them, his thoughts mattered more to her.

For this wedding dress, she abandoned the practice of this era of having six inner and outer pieces, and instead adopted the concept of a modern wedding dress.

The inner part of the wedding dress was only a very thin and close-fitting obscene garment.

The wedding dress has a dark red background color, with a double happiness pattern embellished on the skirt with tiny purple pearls.

The long skirt swayed to the floor, and a phoenix spreading its wings and about to fly was embroidered with gold thread on the skirt, making it lifelike.

The fabric of the skirt is made of fine cloud gauze brocade, and its soft texture completely outlines the woman's graceful figure.

The outermost part of the wedding dress is a light red gauze dress as thin as cicada wings. The most wonderful design is this light red gauze dress. On the gauze dress, there is also a phoenix embellished with thin feathers.

When the gauze and skirt are separated, you don't feel the beauty of it.

But when the gauze dress was put on the skirt, and the two pieces overlapped, I finally saw that it turned out that the golden phoenix on the skirt and the white phoenix on the tulle were kissing each other passionately, mouth to mouth, eye to eye.

Phoenix seeks phoenix...

It turns out that the real beauty of this beautiful piece of clothing is not only the gorgeousness of the clothes, but also the beautiful metaphor of the phoenix seeking the phoenix.

After changing her clothes, she walked out.

Baili Fenghua's eyes seemed to be glazed with light, as bright as stars, as he stared at her deeply.

After a while, he seemed to come back to his senses: "It's so beautiful!"

She smiled softly, pulled the hem of her skirt, and gently turned it in a circle. The hem of her skirt swayed gently like a flower blooming.

His eyes deepened, and he raised his hand gently to her: "Come here, in ancient times, Zhang Chang was the thrush for his wife. From today on, I will be like Zhang Chang, combing the green thrush every day."

In ancient times, Zhang Chang believed that his wife's thrush was a boudoir interest, but almost no man could accept such interest.

It's just that her Hua'er... seems to like this kind of pampering.

He walked over gently and sat down in front of the dressing table.

Baili Fenghua picked up the Luozidai beside him. This was the best eyebrow pencil he had specially bought from Dongyang. The eyebrows drawn were as beautiful as distant mountains.

He drew her eyebrows gently. This was the first time he drew eyebrows for a woman.

I originally thought it was as simple as painting, but after I touched it lightly, I realized that it was much more difficult than painting.

But he seems to be born to draw eyebrows for her.

Although the movements were very unfamiliar, the eyebrows he drew turned out to be more beautiful than he imagined.

Her eyebrows, like distant mountains, diluted a bit of her heroic spirit, making her even more charming.

After finishing painting one side, he started painting the other side for her.

Lu Qingqing wanted to turn around and look in the mirror, but Baili Fenghua gently pulled her head over: "Don't look at it yet, wait until I finish the painting for you."

Looking at him, she smiled softly. Although she didn't have any expectations for his craftsmanship, what she valued was his heart.

After drawing her eyebrows, Baili Fenghua picked up the rouge on the table and swiped her cheeks. Although he liked her naturally, on such a big wedding day and with such grand robes and accessories, there was nothing thin about it.

The makeup matches, but doesn't match...


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