Jiao Xiaoliu nodded, "Okay..." and slowly left Feng Qianchen's arms, "I originally thought about letting you go out with me to order wedding clothes..."
"Why do you want to go outside?" Feng Qianchen was still in high spirits even though he didn't sleep all night.
Jiao Xiaoliu stood up and walked to the dressing table, looked at herself in the mirror and Feng Qianchen sitting on the pile of red quilts, and pouted, "Why am I not as beautiful as you?" Jiao Xiaoliu said.
Xiaoliu is now filled with infinite sorrow, remembering that she thought Feng Qianchen was a gay...
Feng Qianchen walked slowly to Jiao Xiaoliu, put his right hand on her shoulder, looked at the two people in the mirror, and smiled happily, "Who said that? Standing together like this, doesn't it look like a perfect match?"
"
Jiao Xiaoliu raised his head and looked at Feng Qianchen's perfect profile like a knife, "Thank you, Qianchen, thank you for being so perfect and falling in love with a person like me who has more shortcomings than advantages!"
Feng Qianchen let out a long sigh and turned Jiao Xiaoliu's body to face him, "Silly girl, I should thank you for making my world suddenly change from a single color to a colorful one... Before I met you, I
I always thought that what I wanted was that chair. After getting to know you, I thought this idea was so ridiculous..."
Jiao Xiaoliu chuckled lightly and stretched out his hands to wrap around Feng Qianchen's neck, "I love you." After saying that, he stood on tiptoe and was about to give Feng Qianchen a lingering and passionate kiss, but was ruined by several figures outside the window.
Interested, "Have you heard enough?"
Several women headed by He Waner smiled awkwardly outside the window. As expected of He Waner, she immediately became confident and walked quickly to Feng Qianchen's door and walked in, "You're such a worried girl.
, we wanted to accompany you to take measurements for wedding dresses during our busy schedules, but you just ran away secretly, but you dared to hurt us, how heartless!"
"that is…"
"It's so heartless..." Except for Ke and Ke Xin, the remaining people quickly agreed.
Jiao Xiaoliu rolled his eyes speechlessly and waved his hand, "Okay, okay, but you can make arrangements in the house. I want to go out with Qianchen." After saying that, he pulled Feng Qianchen and walked outside.
, when he walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and said, "Keren and Kexin, you two will follow...and Bu Qingyun will also follow..."
Keren and Kexin immediately rushed to Jiao Xiaoliu and Feng Qianchen. As expected, not siding with those women was the right choice.
He Waner, the eldest among the group, straightened her bangs and said, "Okay, okay, let's just decorate the house properly..." She showed off her elder sister's demeanor as she spoke.
"Princess, where are we going?" Kexin didn't speak until she walked out of the gate of the Seventh Prince's Mansion and was sure that Jiao Xiaoliu would not drive her back.
Unexpectedly, Jiao Xiaoliu did not speak. It was Feng Qianchen who spoke, "Let's take measurements for the wedding dress..."
"Huh?" Ke Ren asked curiously, "Mrs. Wan said that she found the best tailor in the imperial capital to take measurements at the mansion... Why do you have to come out?"
Jiao Xiaoliu said "cut" disdainfully, "That's just the tailor she thinks is the best..."
"But Princess, where are we going to find the best tailor you think?" Bu Qingyun saw that the two masters were in a good mood and joined the ranks of Keren and Kexin.
