Flash marriage and kidnap a big guy to be her husband

night.

Ye Shen and Song Cheng came to the backstage of the clothing exhibition.

Ye Shen carefully selected all morning, and finally bought a whole set of top-quality cosmetics for her.

After all, Jiang Li doesn't lack anything now, so choosing the right gift is a bit of a hassle.

Backstage, Jiang Li was frowning, and Song Lin beside him was holding milk tea in one hand and chicken legs in the other.

"Ali, don't worry, you can just find the model when it's gone."

"Ali, are you hungry, eat something first."

Seeing Song Lin's appearance in a restless mood, Jiang Li laughed angrily.

This man is really trying to make her happy.

Jiang Li sighed slightly, and then took a sip of the milk tea with a face.

"Okay, you go and rest aside, I'll eat when I'm done."

Looking at the finale costume in front of him, Jiang Li couldn't help but feel a little headache. He had rehearsed several times before, but today, the model suffered an emergency and was sent to the hospital.

Right now, there is a lack of a model, how can this be good!

Although there were several emergency models present, they couldn't support the temperament of this dress at all.

This is a skirt that she has spent half a year making. Every stitch and thread has been poured into her heart, and it is also the skirt that she values ​​most.

Today is the first time for her to hold a clothing exhibition in China. If this dress cannot be displayed, it will be a lifetime of regret for her.

Thinking of this, Jiang Li walked around anxiously.

"Sister Jiang Li."

Ye Shen's voice came from behind his ears, and when Jiang Li looked at Ye Shen, who had a well-proportioned figure in white clothes and denim shorts, a look of surprise appeared on Jiang Li's face.

The savior is here! !
Jiang Li trotted forward, and hugged Ye Shen directly in his arms: "Shen Shen, you've come, Jiang Hu help me quickly!"

Before Ye Shen could react, Jiang Li hurriedly dragged him to the fitting room.

Seeing this, Song Cheng, who was behind him, hurriedly wanted to follow up, but Song Lin stopped him after walking a few steps: "Come and sit down, don't meddle in women's affairs."

Hearing this, Song Cheng stopped in his tracks.

When he saw Song Lin walking slowly with both hands in his side eyes, he raised his eyebrows, and then said sarcastically, "How come you have become such a desolate look after not seeing you for a few days?"

Hearing Song Cheng's sarcasm, Song Lin smiled instead of anger, and then dragged him to the sofa beside him: "What do you know, this is the nourishment of love."

On the other side, in the fitting room.

Ye Shen had a look of bitterness and hatred on his face.

"Sister Jiang Li, I'm not good at catwalks, why don't you try with someone else?"

Seeing this, Jiang Li immediately comforted him and said: "Xiao Shen, now only you can show the beauty of this dress. This is my final dress, so please do me a favor."

Jiang Li clasped his hands together, looking pitiful.

For a moment, Ye Shen's heart softened.

"Okay, but I can only do my best, after all, I'm not a professional." Ye Shen said helplessly.

Hearing this, Jiang Li hugged him directly: "Don't worry, Xiaoshen, I believe in you."

After finishing speaking, several makeup artists surrounded Ye Shen.

At seven o'clock in the evening, LL's personal clothing exhibition officially started.

Ye Shen was the last one to appear on stage, looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

At that time, Jiang Li's voice came to an end, and her eyes fell on Song Lin.

"Finally, I would like to thank my lover in particular. His appearance gave me the courage to move forward. Ah Lin, thank you for being my backer."

Jiang Li looked at Song Lin with gentle eyes, and the two looked at each other across the sea of ​​people.

There was vigorous applause from the audience, especially Song Lin's drum was the most energetic.

Seeing this with sideways eyes, Song Cheng twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and continued to sarcastically say: "Laughing like a fool, it's worthless."

Song Lin: "."

This is my brother!

He endures!

At this time, the catwalk began on the stage.

The more Song Cheng watched it, the more bored he became, and then he picked up his phone and sent a message to Ye Shen, but the message disappeared.

Seeing this, Song Cheng raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows.

Got it!
The daughter-in-law ignored him!

Just when Song Cheng was about to close his eyes and rest, Song Lin next to him suddenly thumped him: "Xiao Shen has come out."

As soon as these words came out, Song Cheng immediately raised his spirits.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw the woman on the catwalk. She was wearing a wedding dress with roses, her bare shoulders added a touch of charm, her curly hair was crowned with a crown, and there were two roses beside the crown. It is noble and playful.

For an instant, Song Cheng's heart trembled slightly, and his eyes were fixed on her.

He has seen her many times, but he has never seen her in a wedding dress.

Song Lin on the side saw this, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Why are you so unpromising, and you can look dumbfounded at your own wife?"

Song Lin's teasing voice came to his ears, he withdrew his thoughts, picked up his phone and took several photos of Ye Shen on the catwalk.

At this moment, the voices of other people talking about it came from the side.

"This woman is so beautiful. It would be great if she were my girlfriend. Look at her thin waist."

"This young lady is my favorite. Look at that side face and nose, they are so beautiful."

"After the fashion show is over, I'll ask for a WeChat account to develop."

One after another, the sound of discussions about Ye Shen spread into Song Cheng's ears, he clenched his hands suddenly, and the corners of his mouth were pursed into a straight line.

Dare to covet his woman?
Dream it!
Ten minutes later, the clothing show ended, and Song Cheng got up and walked backstage.

Song Lin looked at his younger brother's hasty pace, and the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch slightly.

What a spoiled wife madman!

Backstage, Ye Shen had already changed into his own clothes and was taking off the headgear.

Seeing Song Cheng's handsome face reflected in the mirror, she could not help but narrow her eyes with a smile.

Without the heavy headgear on her head, she quickly got up, grabbed Song Cheng's arm, leaned her head on his shoulder, and said coquettishly, "Honey, I'm starving to death, let's go eat quickly."

Looking down, seeing Ye Shen's pitiful little expression, Song Cheng's heart was broken.

"Okay, let's go eat."

Jian Jian said goodbye to Jiang Li, and the two left side by side.

Sitting in the car, Ye Shen crossed his arms and said with a smile on his face, "Ah Cheng, was I pretty on stage just now?"

Hearing her mention this, Song Cheng's heart was full of jealousy: "Ugly, so ugly."

Ye Shen: "."

Hearing this disapproving words, Ye Shen almost went berserk.

"I'm ugly?!!"

"Are you out of your mind? You call me ugly when I'm such a beautiful woman in front of you!"

"What a shame!!"

It happened to be a red light at that time, Song Cheng stepped on the brakes, turned around and saw Ye Shen's angry face, he raised his hand and stroked her head: "I'm just kidding you, you're so beautiful, it's in my heart. "

"I even took a photo for you, take a look."

With that said, Song Cheng turned on the phone and showed her the pictures in the gallery one by one.

Seeing these photos, the corners of Ye Shen's mouth twitched into a slight smile: "Hmph, you still have a conscience!"