impatience

After Luo Fei got out of the car, he stepped into the bridal shop, when his cousin Qi Lu pulled her over by her ears to make up and change clothes.

"Don't, don't..." Luo Fei hissed, "Sister, take it easy, if my ears are broken, you will really lose a best man, and my brother-in-law will lose a brother-in-law."

Qi Lu was wearing a wedding dress, she didn't look like a bride at all, she crossed her hips and looked at Luo Fei who was sitting on a chair with makeup: "I sent you a WeChat message yesterday, why didn't you reply?! Every day after work, I go out to fool around !"

There are many girls in Luo Fei's family, and Qi Lu is the fiercest one. She suppressed Luo Fei since she was a child, even more fierce than his own sister Luo Fan.

No, in comparison, Luo Fan is simply gentle himself.

"I'm not fooling around..." Luo Fei frowned and endured the makeup artist applying foundation on his face, "I'm on a date, so I don't have time to read WeChat."

"A date?" Qi Lu snorted coldly, "The one who answered the phone this morning?"

"Yes." When Luo Fei thought of Mo Ziyi, he didn't even resist putting on makeup, and smiled, "That's him."

Qi Lu was about to say something when the makeup artist got up and said, "Okay."

"Okay?" Qi Lu looked left and right at Luo Fei in the mirror, "Is this all right? The foundation is only a thin layer, right?"

"Your brother's skin is good, it's fair, and his eyebrows grow just right. You don't need to make any more changes. The bridge of your nose is straight, and the shadows are saved." The makeup artist tidied up the cosmetics, "I thought he didn't wash his face before giving him a thin layer." Pressed with powder."

Luo Fei smiled politely: "I was in a hurry this morning, so I just brushed my teeth."

He was afraid that Qi Lu would make another request, so he got up immediately: "Where is the dress? I'll change it."

Luo Fei usually wears a suit when socializing and discussing business affairs, but he never wears it honestly, either with his jacket open, or with a tie casually tied, or with a shirt with several buttons unbuttoned, and now he puts it on He wore an exquisite dress, with an unknown flower on his chest, his shirt was buttoned up to his Adam's apple, his tie was tightly tied, his trousers were straight, he was tall and thin, and he looked like a human being.

Most of the eyes in the bridal shop were on him, but Luo Fei started to frown again: "What's wrong with this, I can't breathe."

Qi Lu stepped forward to pull up his tie, strangling Luo Fei almost suffocating, his brows furrowed even tighter: "Sister, why don't you choose someone else to be the best man, I won't last long."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Qi Lu patted him on the shoulder, "Hurry up, get your hair done."

Luo Feisheng sat in front of the mirror unlovely. The hair stylist sprayed his head with spray, and pulled up the broken bangs on his forehead, revealing his smooth forehead. Luo Fei looked fresh and handsome, with outstanding eyebrows and eyes, with a hint of The alluring ruffian, combined with his elegant attire, is cold and handsome, so good-looking that people can't take their eyes off it.

"This looks..." the hair stylist muttered, "It's a pity not to be a celebrity."

Luo Fei can pretend and act. He used to be unscrupulous when he was with his uncle. Later, when he came to his father, he could restrain his anger when facing various people in the business field. He seemed restrained and polite. thoughtful.Although there is still a kind of aura all over his body, he is already tall, so people will only attribute that dangerous aura to his figure.He pretends and pretends, and he has long practiced the ability to talk nonsense when he sees others, and he only shows a little of his true colors in front of those close to him.

So now he showed a polite smile again, and said, "I'm worried that I don't have a channel, why don't you introduce me?"

The hair stylist was taken aback, and his eyes lit up: "Don't tell me, I have a friend who works at XX Entertainment..."

Qi Lu interrupted him with a wave of her hand, and said to Luo Fei: "Can you talk so well without telling nonsense? You are addicted to deception?"

Luo Fei quietly closed his mouth.

Marriage is a fucking mess.

This was the only thought in Luo Fei's mind. Not only did he have to help Qi Lu carry her skirt and bag, but he also had to help hold the mirror when the make-up artist was touching up Qi Lu's makeup, and he also had to deal with the guests. This morning, Luo Don't feel like you're dying.

"Why do you let me do everything? You have a lot of bridesmaids and best men, why do I have to work so hard?" Luo Fei looked impatient.

"The bridesmaids are all beautifully dressed, and they are all my good sisters. How can I let them do things?" Qi Lu glanced at him in the mirror, "You are my younger brother. If you are not troubled, who will be troubled? What nonsense."

Luo Fei was furious, and just about to loosen his tie to catch his breath, Qi Lu slapped him on the back of the hand: "You're going to die if you don't have a proper shape, if there is a picture of you disheveled on my wedding video, you will Wait to be criticized by the elders."

"There will be no picture of me being disheveled at your wedding." Luo Fei said blankly, "There will only be a picture of you bossing me around like a shrew."

Before Qi Lu erupted, Luo Fei quickly fled the scene with his long legs and hid in the bathroom.

He looked at his phone, and it should be lunch break time, so he sent Mo Ziyi a WeChat message.

Luo Fei: Is your cold better?

Mo Ziyi: I don't know.

Luo Fei:?

Luo Fei: Are you embarrassed to be so perfunctory?

Mo Ziyi: I don't... I really don't know, I still seem to have a stuffy nose.

Luo Fei: All right, remember to take medicine at noon and take a nap after eating.

Mo Ziyi: I forgot to bring medicine to the company.

Luo Fei: You are so mad at me.

He stuffed his phone into his pocket almost immediately, went to the hotel lobby to find a best man and borrowed a car, then ignored Qi Lu's series of crazy questions, got off the elevator and drove away.

Mo Ziyi was lying on the table, covered with a blanket, and was closing his eyes in a daze. The office door was suddenly pushed open. When he looked up, he saw Luo Fei standing in front of him, wearing an exquisite dress and with his hair well-styled. .

"?" Mo Ziyi thought he was dreaming, "You..."

"Take medicine." Luo Fei threw a bag of medicine on his desk, raised his hand to loosen his tie, and picked up Mo Ziyi's water glass to pour hot water for him.

He leaned over to catch the water, and the light from the window outlined the lines of his side face, which was handsome and smooth. Even though he was in a bent posture, Mo Ziyi still felt that he was so tall, and his aura was overwhelming.

Luo Fei came over and put the water glass on the table. Seeing that Mo Ziyi was still looking at him in a daze, he opened the bag and poured out the medicine, and handed it to Mo Ziyi: "Open your mouth."

Mo Ziyi opened his mouth obediently, Luo Fei put the medicine into his mouth, and brought him water to feed him. Fei leaned down and kissed him, blocking all of Mo Ziyi's little complaints.

There was a faint smell of perfume on his body, mixed with the smell of the special new material on the suit, which was a bit cold and fascinating.

Luo Fei raised his head and looked at him: "Is it still suffering?"

Mo Ziyi shook his head in a daze, and then asked in confusion, "Is the wedding over?"

"What's over, it hasn't started yet!" Luo Fei became irritable when he thought of this, "I've been busy all morning and I don't know what I'm busy with. I'm exhausted."

"Then you still run out?" Mo Ziyi touched his nose, "Hurry up and go back."

"In such a hurry to drive me away?" Luo Fei looked at him dissatisfied, "I kindly came here to help you buy medicine, and you didn't even say thank you?"

"Thank you." Mo Ziyi said sincerely, with a soft nasal voice.

Luo Fei was choked by him: "Thank you is enough?"

Mo Ziyi thought for a while, then reached out and shook his hand.

Luo Fei was so angry that his phone rang, and he knew it was from Qi Lu without even looking at it. He grabbed Mo Ziyi's soft and warm hand and squeezed it hard, then stretched out the other hand to hold Mo Ziyi's hand. His curly hair was messed up: "I don't need to clean up, come pick me up at night, and I will send you the time and address then."

After he finished speaking, he tore off the flower on his chest and stuffed it into Mo Ziyi's hand: "Remember, come and pick me up."

Before Mo Ziyi could agree, he hurriedly picked up the phone and went out again.Mo Ziyi stared blankly at the door for a while, then buried his head in the blanket, pinching the flowers Luo Fei gave him in his hands, his face was hot, and his heartbeat started to speed up belatedly.