President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Faced with Song Runian's doubts, Bo Sibai's tone was very flat, "I also want to choose a suit."

Yes.

Bo Sibai is the groom at this wedding, and he also needs to wear wedding clothes, so it's normal to follow him.

Song Runian just oh, and followed Bao Sibai out.

There are four little guys who go with them.

After all, they are the flower girls of this wedding, and they also need dresses.

Along the way, Tuantuan and Bo Xiaoyuan were eagerly discussing what kind of princess dress they would choose, which made the atmosphere in the car extra joyful.

Song Runian's mood also improved a lot, and even the pain in her back could be temporarily forgotten.

The car soon arrived at the dress shop.

This is the largest dress shop in Xizhou, the display area of ​​the whole building, and hundreds of famous designers invited from abroad are enough to show the taste and value of this store.

When the clerk saw Bao Si Bai's car parked at the door, he hurried out to greet him, and said in a respectful tone, "Young Master Bo, Mrs. Bo, all young ladies and young masters, welcome."

"En." Bao Sibai nodded, walked into the dress shop.

His brows were dull, and his chiseled handsome face showed no emotion. "Time is tight, and there is no time to customize it. Choose what you like and let the designer change it for you."

Song Runian nodded.

In fact, there is no need to customize it at all, because all the dresses here are unique, and each one is definitely a style that can be shown in the fashion week.

Besides, it was just a fake wedding anyway, why should she have so much expectation?

The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

Thinking about it, Song Runian began to casually look at the wedding dresses displayed in the cabinet.

The shopping guide followed by and patiently introduced one by one.

Song Runian was not interested in listening.

Seeing one that was more eye-catching, he raised his finger and said, "That's it."

"Okay, then I will accompany you to try it on and see what needs to be modified." The shopping guide said with a smile.

Song Runian followed to the fitting room.

After putting it on, the shopping guide sincerely praised, "My God, Mrs. Bo, this wedding dress seems to be tailor-made for you. There is no one more suitable than you in the world."

This is the truth.

This wedding dress made of kraft silk is simple and elegant. The tube top design reveals the delicate collarbone, and the slender arms are wearing lace hollow gloves. It is retro, elegant, and intellectually beautiful.

It doesn't need any embellishments, it is already too beautiful.

One can imagine how amazing Song Runian would be if she appeared in front of all the guests wearing this wedding dress.

"Really?" Song Runian was a little unconfident, looking at herself in the mirror awkwardly, "Is it really good-looking?"

"Of course it looks good," the shopping guide nodded heavily, "Mrs. Bo, if you don't believe me, go out and let Young Master Bo take a look."

After saying that, the shopping guide directly pulled Song Runian out.

Bao Si Bai was waiting on the sofa, his slender legs gracefully folded together, like a delicate sculpture.

"Young Master Bo, take a look at Mrs. Bo, is she the most beautiful bride in your mind?" the shopping guide asked loudly.

Bo Si Bai slowly raised his head and looked at Song Runian.

Song Runian's palms were sweating subconsciously.

At the same time, she was also looking forward to Bo Sibai's affirmation.

"Very beautiful." Bao Si Bai said slowly.

A small flame suddenly rose in Song Runian's heart.

She suddenly became a little more energetic, and even praised the wedding dress, "It's because the wedding dress is beautiful."

"It's you who look good." Bao Si Bai suddenly corrected him from the side.