As he spoke, he pushed the thick wedding fashion magazine in front of him.
"Yeah." Dongfang Xing flipped through it casually, then pointed to the above set of wedding dresses with a conservative design style, and said with satisfaction, "This set is good."
"Let me take a look." Xiahou Huan'er came over and took a look, her face suddenly filled with black lines, "You want me to dress up like a mummy bride?"
"No, it looks good to me." This wedding dress is solemn, gorgeous, elegant, and has good temperament. The most important thing is that it can cover her skin. Every inch of her skin belongs to him, and he refuses to let outsiders
appreciate.
Xiahou Huan'er suddenly stared: "Dear sister, the weather is so hot now, do you want me to get heat rash?"
The corner of Dongfang Xing's mouth twitched, and he kept silent. He continued to flip through, after reading a few pages, his eyes lit up, and he pointed at the wedding dress above: "This dress is made of summer fabric, it will not be hot."
"Although this set won't heat up, don't you think it's too tightly wrapped? I'm not an Arab woman, and I wear a veil to cover my face. I'm so depressed when I eat, don't do it." Xiahou Huan'er was depressed, he was like
What vision?
"That one?"
“Good soil.”
"This set?"
"This color doesn't match my skin tone."
"this?"
"No, it looks old when you wear it. I'm so young, so it obviously doesn't match me."
Dongfang Xing picked out more than ten sets, and when he went to Xiahou Huan'er's, he could always pick out the thorns.
She had no interest, and he had no choice but to ask: "Which ones do you like?"
Xiahou Huan'er immediately became excited, turned the page, pointed to a wedding dress with glaze shining on it and said, "This one is good."
Dongfang Xing just glanced at it, frowned, and said in a deep and domineering voice: "No, this is not allowed."
"Why not? I think it's fine." There is indeed a generation gap between them.
"How can it be better to bare your chest and bare your back?" Dongfang Xingge said in response, and immediately took a pen and made a cross on it.
Xiahou Huan'er stared: "This is a low-cut dress. It's not chest-flattering. As far as this backless dress is concerned, it's already considered conservative, okay?"
"You are not allowed to choose this one." His tone was tough, domineering, and could not be refused.
"You..." Xiahou Huan'er was so angry that her tooth ached.
"Be good, there are many more, choose something else." Dongfang Xing reached out and stroked the top of her head, like coaxing a child.
Xiahou Huan'er gritted her teeth, endured it, turned the page, pointed at the top set and said: "This set is not low-cut or backless."
Dongfang Xing squinted at the style, then shook his head and said sternly: "No, the arms and thighs are exposed, how unbecoming it is."
"Damn it, this is the twenty-sixth century, you are still full of feudal conservative ideas, are you still going to let people live?"
Xiahou Huan'er glared at him and mocked: "When you wanted to sell me to Long Qiao, why didn't you dress me in such conservative clothes?"
Mentioning the past, Dongfang Xing's breath froze and he said, "That's different. I just don't want outsiders to covet my woman."
If he thought about today, he would never do this to her that day.
"I covet you, so why don't you just hide me and don't let me go out to meet people." I have seen pedantic people, but I have never seen a man who is so pedantic.
Dongfang Xing's lips curled up slightly, and he nodded with satisfaction and said: "That's a good idea of yours. Marriage is our business anyway. Don't go out to meet people that day. In the room, you can wear whatever you want. Even worse if you don't."
Okay." It saves her the wedding night and having to take off the complicated wedding dress for her.
I recommend Wei Yang's "Forced Marriage: The Return of the Adorable Wife", a strong female man, a sinister and infatuated man, the mistress will never have a chance to interfere, it is extremely cute and hilarious.
