Heartbreaking marriage contract: falling in love with the young lady who escaped from marriage 717. Chapter 717 The best friend who plays online games 11
717. Chapter 717 The best friend who plays online games 11
Yan Mubei felt that she was becoming less and less in status. Whether he liked it or not, she never listened to him in her clothes.
He didn't like her to show her back, so she insisted on showing her. Her reason was very simple.
My back looks beautiful, straight and straight, with beautiful lines that make people lose their souls. How can you bear to let such a beautiful back be covered up?
Anyway, Miss Lin made a big mistake, and the words Yan Mubei said in the end that she would not let her reveal it was like a sinner in history.
Of course he refused to let her wear a backless outfit, which was so pretty and so beautiful that he didn't want to share it with others.
He didn't wear her backless evening dress, so she lost her temper and refused to attend the night banquet. Yan Mubei was so stunned that he had to agree.
Even if I chose the one that was least exposed, I still couldn't hide her stunning beauty.
Yan Mubei was so angry that his teeth were itchy. If it weren't for the purpose of making headlines, he wouldn't have given her this damn evening dress.
Ao, the man stared at the snow-white piece of the woman's back, and his head was filled with the idea of how to tear it down after going back tonight.
He threw her down and tortured her hard, and refused to admit his mistake and would not leave the bed for dinner.
Ha ha.
A certain man finally felt relieved.
In Lin Qianqian's opinion, Yan Mubei is simply a crazy person who is crazy about gaining and losing.
No, it is more appropriate to say that it should be someone suffering from premarital phobia.
It is in a stage of worrying about gains and losses.
Isn't it?
He smiled at her with deep affection, and then gritted his teeth at her.
Someone there is a groom who makes him like this.
Lin Qianqian tried hard to ignore the hot customers behind her and walked forward.
Tonight she invited several major customers in the shoe factory and took this opportunity to talk to them politely.
Otherwise, if the wedding countdown will be held next week, it will be more difficult for her to come back to the company to see customers.
Yan Mubei set a schedule for her, and they will start to put down their work next week and devote themselves to getting married.
Next week will be their big wedding, and after the wedding will be a honeymoon, which lasts for a month.
During this month, the two of them traveled around the world.
You don’t need to bring clothes, and children are not allowed to carry them.
Just bring him and his gold card and embark on an unforgettable honeymoon.
As for Colin and Betty, Jiang Siqiong, who rushed back to attend the wedding, was naturally responsible for taking care of him.
He planned so well that she had no room for opposition.
No need to think about anything, just follow him.
She socializes customers in the shoe factory, without saying a word, standing beside her with a handsome face and staring at them.
After a while, the customer of the shoe factory couldn't stand it and walked away in disappointment while wiping his sweat.
Lin Qianqian ignored him and turned around and walked to the uncle she knew to say hello. Without saying a few words, Yan Mubei walked over again, still with a cold face.
The uncles couldn't stand it either, so they tried to find excuses to escape.
After a few times, Lin Qianqian couldn't stand it.
She turned to face him: "What the hell are you thinking?"
Yan Mubei raised his eyebrows: "I didn't think about what's wrong."
His face calmed a little, and he tidied up his suit towards the glass window next to him with a particularly sarcastic look.
He looks handsome and arrogant, tall and straight, and no matter what style or color of suit, he will feel a special gentlemanly and noble.
I believe that those who have seen him will never forget it, and even sigh that there is such a demonic man in the world.
Lin Qianqian looked at him flawlessly: "You really won't say it?"