Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

The wedding is scheduled on the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, which means reunion.

Among the invited people were many public servants, and it was scheduled for this day that everyone would not be able to attend the wedding until they had time.

The toxic substances on the wedding dress that Chu Yao had manipulated had been washed off, and Wen Qian felt a lot heavier when she put her upper body back on again. She looked down and found that there were a lot of broken diamonds on the wedding dress at some point.

"How is this going?"

Fu Yicheng admired Wen Qian's appearance in her wedding dress, the corners of her lips were curved and attractive: "I asked my mother to embroider it."

He always felt that only red and dark lines were too low-key and did not suit his style.

And this time there is a surprise specially prepared for Wen Qian.

Shen Qing felt relieved that her daughter was finally getting married: "Mom also thinks it looks better with broken diamonds." It happened that the diamonds that Mr. Wang sent were also used.

Wen Qian was so embarrassed by the praise, it seemed that she really felt like a newlywed, since she was already an old couple.

"There's another set, let's try it." Fu Yicheng pointed to the white wedding dress supported by a dummy, which was designed by the same designer who made the evening dress for Wen Qian last time.

The design is low-key yet grand, but the skirt at the back is exaggerated, and it is still made of silky fabric.

Wen Qian walked around the white wedding dress twice, and said with some uncertainty, "Don't you think this is too exaggerated? Who designed it?"

"Exaggerated?" Fu Yicheng didn't understand women's eyes very well, he just told the designer what he wanted and the finished product was like this, he looked pretty good.

"Exaggerated, but let me try it first." Wen Qian entered the fitting room with her wedding dress, which was bigger than her.

Shen Qing took the embroidery bag and started to walk around the ancient style wedding dress, and even dragged Fu Yicheng over to guide her.

"Yicheng, do you think I'm embroidering a mandarin duck here?"

Shen Qing pointed to the lower right corner of the chest.

There were already several pairs of mandarin ducks and peonies on the wedding dress. Fu Yicheng felt that adding more mandarin ducks would add more, so he took out the red hijab without any embellishments. Although in the surprise he prepared, Wen Qian experienced it in a white wedding dress, but When you arrive on the island, you need to cover your head.

Shen Qing's eyes lit up, why didn't she think of it?He snatched the hijab from Feng Fu Yicheng's hand and concentrated on studying it.

It took Wen Qian a long time to put on the wedding dress, and her forehead was sweating.

Taking a deep breath, he lifted his newly full stomach before pushing open the door of the locker room.

Fu Yicheng's reported her size was too accurate, not a lot, but did he forget that she could eat?
Sure enough, it was not suitable to try on clothes after dinner, but the wedding dress was delivered at this time.

Holding the hem of the skirt that fell to the ground, she walked slowly in front of Fu Yicheng, and asked the question that all brides would ask: "Does it look good?"

Fu Yicheng was so amazed that he was speechless for a long time. Wen Qian couldn't wait for the answer for a long time, and her toes began to twitch: "What's wrong? Is it the makeup on my face?"

As he said that, he turned around and looked in the mirror, looking for flaws by himself.

Fu Yicheng first stabilized Wen Qian's head and prevented him from looking in the mirror. He couldn't get enough of Wen Qian's appearance at the moment.

His reaction had already told Wen Qian the answer, she lowered her head shyly, and clenched the hand that was holding the hem of the wedding dress even tighter.

I don't remember how Wen Qian's wedding dress was taken off, I only know that the last light was completely blocked by Fu Yicheng.

The day before the wedding, Wen Qian was so nervous that she couldn't sleep, Tu Meiling, as her closest girlfriend, came to accompany Wen Qian in advance to spend her nominally last single night.

"Meiling, do you think I shouldn't eat so much tonight, I'm afraid I won't look good in my wedding dress tomorrow."

With dark circles under her eyes, Tu Meiling looked at the clock that was turning directly opposite. The hour hand had already pointed to one o'clock. Although she asked for leave today, she didn't sleep all day because of her strict biological clock.

"You won't be ugly, go to sleep, baby."

Wen Qian didn't feel sleepy at all: "Don't call me baby, I'm going to get married tomorrow, you call me baby as if I haven't grown up."

Tu Meiling covered her eyes with her palms. This is just a joke she saw on the Internet recently for people close to her. Wen Qian is too serious: "Qi Qian, you have been married for four years, and tomorrow is just a marriage. It’s just a make-up wedding.”

And apart from this wedding, she and Fu Yicheng have experienced a lot in their whole life, and even have children.

Wen Qian pinched her, is there any need for her to say it?
"But I'm really nervous. You can talk to me about anything you want. Didn't you do the same thing the night before you married Gu Weiyi?" Tu Meiling's old friend.

Tu Meiling exploded and lifted the quilt covering Wen Qian: "What's wrong with you talking, why do you want to involve me?"

"Ouch, old couples are afraid to talk about it." Wen Qian stretched out her hand to snatch the quilt. To Tu Meiling, she would not maintain her ladylike status to the outside world, revealing her true nature.

Besides, she now hopes that Tu Meiling will accompany her to make trouble.

Tu Meiling chatted with Wen Qian all night while feeling disgusted.

Fu Rongmo didn't know if he had a spiritual connection with Wen Qian, and he also suffered from insomnia all night.

Accompanying him was Gu Weiyi, two men, one big and one small, lying in Fu Rongmo's room counting the stars.

"It's not that you're married, why can't you sleep?" He couldn't sleep because his wife wasn't by his side.

"I'm Mommy's little padded jacket. If Mommy can't sleep, I can't sleep either."

Gu Weiyi curled his lips in disgust: "It's a little padded jacket, your mommy is Fu Yicheng's little padded jacket."

I don't know where Fu Yicheng heard the rule that they can't meet before marriage, so Fu Yicheng broke him and Tu Meiling apart abruptly.

And he was reduced to helping them babysit.

Fu Rongmo nodded approvingly: "Mummy and I are both father's little padded jackets. People like you who don't have children won't understand."

Gu Weiyi was severely stabbed in the heart, it's fine to be disliked by his brothers on weekdays, but now he's going to be disliked by a child.

"Fu Rongmo, did you learn how to speak from Fu Yicheng? Who said I have no children?"

Fu Rongmo hugged his chest confidently: "Aunt Tu's stomach is flat, where did you get your child?"

Gu Weiyi was just talking hard, but he didn't expect that Fu Rongmo knew a lot. He never urged Tu Meiling to have a child. They are still young, so Fu Yicheng moved too fast, okay?

"Not now, but there will be in the future."

"Cut, then come and tell me when you have it." Fu Rongmo was so angry that he would not pay for his life, and bickered with Gu Weiyi until dawn.

Wen Qian fell asleep in the early morning, and was dragged out of bed by the stylist before she dreamed of Duke Zhou.

Tu Meiling was also frightened, and cleverly restrained the makeup artist, thinking that someone was going to attack her.

The makeup artist was dumbfounded: "President Tu, I'm a makeup artist, let me go."

Tu Meiling let go of her hand quickly: "I'm sorry, how did you get in?"