Pregnant with Alpha Queen's child

She froze for a moment and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yu Zhitao withdrew her hand and rearranged the skirt.

"Don't get too close to me, what if the skirt collapses?"

She wrinkled her nose and said seriously: "I just wore it for a long time."

Zhen Qianqiu was completely in place.

After reacting, she asked: "Could it be that I was only one meter away from you during the entire wedding ceremony?"

Yu Zhitao looked at this gorgeous gauze dress in front of the mirror.

She turned around and replied seriously: "Hmm... Is one meter too close? Let's go a little further.

"Ajiu, you have to be careful, don't step on my skirt."

Pillow Qianqiu was speechless.

She never expected that what prevented her from approaching Yu Zhitao would be a small wedding dress.

This is obviously not within the scope of the queen's cognition.

So, she looked at the designer who was waiting next to her and asked, "Can't the hem of this skirt be made smaller?"

The designer smiled apologetically: "Your Majesty, over the years, the queen's wedding dresses have always been of this specification."

Yu Zhitao stopped her: "Don't make trouble."

Looking at herself in the mirror, she was a bit smug, and she said complacently: "Isn't this pretty good? I think the big skirt is super beautiful, covering the flesh and showing a thin waist."

The light in Zhen Qianqiu's eyes flickered.

She wasn't angry, but felt that the picture of Yu Zhitao rejecting her for a dress was a bit...

seductive.

At this time, the designer stepped forward and began to communicate with the two about their wearing experience.

She consulted the opinions of the two, and wrote down in detail the places that needed to be revised and fine-tuned.

It took two to 10 minutes before the try-on was finally over.

After admiring with Yu Zhitao for a while, he leaned on Qianqiu and said, "It's almost there, let's go and replace it."

Yu Zhitao nodded in agreement.

She turned around and walked to the fitting room before, but unexpectedly, Zhen Qianqiu also followed.

At the door, Yu Zhitao asked, "What are you doing here?"

Zhen Qianqiu signaled the two maids in the room to exit with his eyes.

She helped Yu Zhitao into the room, and said softly, "I'll help you."

Yu Zhitao had no time to refuse, the door was closed.

Probably guessing Zhen Qianqiu's intention, Yu Zhitao immediately protected her skirt.

"Pillow! I warn you, don't ruin my wedding dress."

Except on the bed, this was the first time she had fully called out Zhen Qianqiu's name.

Obviously, Yu Zhitao was already a little anxious.

Zhen Qianqiu tilted her head, pretending to be puzzled: "Do you know what I want to do?"

Yu Zhitao rolled her eyes.

Pillow Qianqiu smiled.

She comforted: "Actually, if you cooperate obediently, the skirt will be fine."

After finishing speaking, she stepped forward and put an arm around Yu Zhitao's waist.

Unknowingly, the pheromone from Zhenqianqiu has filled the whole room.

Immersed in the breath of the primeval forest, Yu Zhitao had the illusion of drowning.

She tried to push the other party, but her strength and tone were very weak: "The skirt is wrinkled."

"It doesn't matter." Zhen Qianqiu rubbed her cheek reassuringly, and secretly searched for the hem of her skirt.

In the end, under Zhen Qianqiu's constant coaxing and deception, Yu Zhitao compromised.

Although Zhen Qianqiu repeatedly assured that nothing would happen to the skirt, after the incident was over, Yu Zhitao still wanted to cry at the wrinkled skirt directly in front of her.

The designer pretended not to know anything, and promised that the dress would be back to good condition after being ironed.

Even so, Yu Zhitao still gave Zhen Qianqiu a vengeful look.

She secretly swore in her heart that she would absolutely let Zhen Qianqiu go to sleep with Xiao Jiu in the cat's nest tonight!