There are at least dozens of groom's suits on the clothing cart, including jackets, shirts, bow ties, belts... and even underwear.
Su Shijie sat there: "Take your pick."
Chanel was confused: "Shall I help you choose?"
"Um."
"But... I don't know how to do this." She only knows how to appreciate it. If she is really asked to match it, she has never tried it.
"Choose." Su Shijie said, "I will wear whatever you choose."
"...Do I have to choose?"
"must."
Chanel bit her lip, stood up, pulled out the hidden belts on both sides of the wedding dress, tied a bow, shrunk the skirt at the back, and then walked to the clothing cart to pick and choose.
The groom looked good in white, and it matched the white of her wedding dress.
But she had never seen Su Shijie wearing light colors... It seemed that darkness was his main theme, and it was hard to imagine what he would look like wearing all white.
Chanel hesitated, her fingers lingering on a crisp white suit.
"Su Shijie, have you never worn white?"
"Very rarely. I won't wear it after I grow up."
"Why?"
"Personal preference." It should be said that wearing black looks calm and looks more formal on occasions. "You want me to wear a white suit?"
Shanel nodded: "Well, I'd like to see what it's like."
Su Shijie stood up, strode over, took the white suit in his hand, and asked in a low voice: "There are still shirts."
Chanel picked out a pure white shirt.
"And a bow tie."
Chanel chose a bright red bow tie.
"And underwear."
No, Chanel was stunned. Does she also need to choose the underwear?
"It doesn't matter. It's worn underneath and you can't see it." Chanel was not very happy when she saw the two bodyguards were still there.
Su Shijie raised his eyebrows: "Can't you see?"
"Well, can you see it?"
"Pick one for me—one that's not too rigid and looks sexy on you."
Chanel remembered what she once said to Su Shijie. She just said it casually at the time, but she didn't expect that he would always remember it in his heart. Wow, it's like digging your own grave.
Chanel casually grabbed a pair of blue striped underwear and stuffed it in: "This one, just this one."
Su Shijie took the underwear and unfolded it in front of Chanel: "Are you sure these are not rigid and are very sexy?"
"Yeah, yeah." Chanel nodded.
"Don't you think it's ugly?"
"No, no, no, no."
Su Shijie curled up his lips, and there was a devilish smile in his eyes. With just one glance, Chanel knew what bad idea he had in mind.
"Now that I have chosen... do you want to try it?" Chanel bit her lip and quickly turned away, not daring to look at him again!
Su Shijie nodded, raised his hand, and asked the bodyguard to go out and take **** with him.
Su Shijie took off his coat and sweater, and unbuttoned his shirt one by one.
Chanel was dumbfounded: "You're not going to change it here, are you?"
"This is the locker room. If I don't change here, where can I change?"
"Wait a moment, I'll go out first."
Chanel held up the skirts on both sides and was about to leave. A slender arm hugged her waist to prevent her from leaving: "Where are you going? You have to help me appreciate whether the underwear looks good and whether it is sexy."