"Ye Weiwei, do you like Fengguanxiapei?" Xiao Jamhan put down the phone, held Ye Weiwei's face, and asked in a low voice.
"Feng Guan Xia Pei?" Ye Weiwei was stunned.
Jamel Xiao chuckled, "Yes, do you want it?"
"Hmm..." Ye Weiwei frowned and thought. She had a feeling that if she dared to think about it now, Xiao Jamhan would definitely get it immediately.
"Okay, you want it." Jamel Xiao curled his lips.
"I didn't say I thought about it." Ye Weiwei curled her lips.
"I can understand your heart." Xiao Jamhan's fingers fell on Ye Weiwei's lips, rubbing them gently, bit by bit, as if lighting a fire...
An hour later, Mo Chengxuan rushed into the dressing area with two big boxes in his arms, almost roaring.
Really, for what Xiao Jinghan wanted, he even betrayed his appearance. If Lao Xiao bullies him in the future, he really has no conscience.
The one who came out to pick up the dress was Zhou Cheng.
Jamel Xiao's bodyguards surrounded the locker room tightly, making it impossible for other players and staff to get close.
When Zhou Cheng came in, Ye Weiwei was held tightly by Xiao Jamhan. He put down his things super consciously, pretending that he didn't see anything, and walked out silently.
"What are these?" Ye Weiwei asked, pointing to two exquisite large boxes.
Xiao Jamhan's slender fingers unzipped Ye Weiwei's wedding dress, then turned around, stretched out his long legs and went to hold the box.
He moved slowly and had a mysterious look on his face.
Ye Weiwei no longer cared about the zipper of the wedding dress and leaned over curiously.
However, after opening the box, Ye Weiwei's eyes widened in shock.
"Feng Guan Xia Pei?"
It's not an imitation. Judging from the color of the beads and the gold and silver threads, it's a genuine antique.
"Yes, try it on." Xiao Jinghan took out the Fengguanxia Pei and opened another box.
Ye Weiwei was extremely shocked at this moment. She said blankly: "Xiao Jamhan, did you rob the museum?"
"Mo Chengxuan did it." Xiao Jinghan answered.
Ye Weiwei's mouth twitched slightly, she was indeed robbed.
"This is illegal, right? Please return it quickly, or you will be prosecuted." Ye Weiwei pushed, not wanting to see Jamel Xiao and the others being taken away by the police for a set of cultural relics.
Xiao Jamhan lowered his eyes, stared at the little woman with an innocent face, and chuckled: "I'm teasing you, Mo Chengxuan has a way, I borrowed it."
"Really?" Ye Weiwei stared at the man suspiciously, a little unbelievable.
"Why...you don't believe your man?" Xiao Jamhan hooked Ye Weiwei's lips, leaned towards her, and asked in a seductive tone.
Ye Weiwei blushed, "I believe it, but..."
"No but, if you like it, let alone cultural relics, even a country, I will help you win it." Xiao Jamhan said domineeringly.
Ye Weiwei bit her lip lightly, and before she could think of a reply, she was already stripped naked by Jamel Xiao.
"Xiao Jamel...you...you..." Ye Weiwei faced the man nervously.
"Stop talking, be serious, I'm helping you get dressed." Jamel Xiao frowned, trying his best to endure.
"I..." Ye Weiwei was about to speak when she met Xiao Jamhan's deep and shining eyes.
She covered her lips and let Jamel Xiao help her arrange her clothes.
Ten minutes later, when she put on her wedding clothes, Ye Weiwei was so beautiful that it took her breath away.
Jamel Xiao looked a little obsessed. After he came to his senses, he sat down with Ye Weiwei and said, "Tell me how to do ancient costume hairstyle."
Ye Weiwei was stunned for a few seconds, then asked belatedly: "You...you want to help me comb my hair?"
"Of course, it is my highest honor to comb your hair, my queen!" Xiao Jinghan hugged Ye Weiwei from behind.