"There is only one marriage, and I want the most perfect one. Otherwise, what if I want to get married a second time with regrets?" Lu Baoer had a smile on her face, but her words were indeed cold.
Pei Qi and the staff behind him froze when they heard this.
"Brother Pei Qi, you don't even have the money to buy me the most beautiful wedding dress, right?" Lu Baoer continued.
Having said that, Pei Qi, as a man, naturally felt ashamed.
"The second floor is already reserved, so we can't go up."
"Either you can't go up, or you don't want to go up." Lu Baoer's face gradually became worse as she spoke.
The staff was worried that the two would argue and affect the guests upstairs.
"How about you two come back tomorrow to choose the yarn?"
"Okay, then we'll come back tomorrow." Lu Baoer looked at the staff with a forced smile, turned around and walked out.
Come back tomorrow and we will be able to find out when Song Wanwan ordered her wedding dress, and from that we can infer when they will hold their wedding!
She couldn't stop it, she just couldn't. Rong Luchi's mother could only watch Song Wanwan marry into the Rong family!
After Lu Baoer came out, she took out her cell phone and stood in front of the window glass, pretending to take a picture of a wedding dress in the window.
In fact, it was a picture of Rong Luchi’s profile upstairs.
After the photo shoot, they walked straight to the parking lot. Pei Qi was still a little confused behind them: "Bao'er, wait for me, I haven't chosen the diamond ring yet."
"Come back tomorrow." Lu Baoer quickened her pace in anger, not caring at all about Pei Qi behind her.
Upstairs, Rong Luchi had been waiting outside the fitting room.
Old Master Song didn't let him and Jiang Mo follow, and asked the staff to push the wheelchair while he chose a suit for the elder.
Song Wanwan selected several wedding dresses and went in, pulling Zhou Mianmian along, and of course, she also selected several long or short wedding dresses for her.
"Oh, I absolutely won't try it. If I do try it, it will be the bridesmaid's dress."
The voices of two girls came softly from the fitting room.
Seeing that she was not cooperating, Song Wanwan directly chose a strapless wedding dress that was short in front and long in the back and handed it to the staff.
"Put it on her! You all go help her, I can do it myself."
Song Wanwan ordered, and the staff nodded in agreement after hearing it: "Okay, Madam Rong."
Madam Rong?
Song Wanwan was a little surprised by the name. Her beautiful cat eyes sparkled and her fair face was slightly flushed.
This is a good name.
Mrs. Rong.
I felt a little sweet just thinking about it.
Song Wanwan chose a fishtail gauze. Because she was embarrassed to let the staff see the red marks on her body, she quickly changed into it herself.
Fortunately, they were all there to block the spot.
Song Wanwan changed very slowly. When she heard Zhou Mianmian's struggling and shy voice coming from next door, she smiled and stuffed herself into the curvy fishtail gauze.
No one dared to make too much noise inside.
After all, there are two men outside.
Zhou Mianmian couldn't resist, so she accepted her fate and let the staff change her clothes.
Then she pulled the curtain and changed into her wedding dress by herself.
About ten minutes.
After Song Wanwan changed, she quietly opened the partition curtain: "Xiao Mianmian, you are so beautiful."
Song Wanwan just poked his head out.
But I was amazed at first sight.
"Mianmian, you are so beautiful! If I were a man, I would definitely marry you, hahahaha!"
Zhou Mianmian changed her previous neutral style and wore a heavily embroidered wedding dress with gold thread. The top was a tube top style. The gold thread and beautiful fine diamonds set off her skin like cream.
The skirt is fluffy, short in front and long in the back, with a long white gauze trailing behind her. She wears crystal diamond high heels, and her legs are straight and slender.
She is a gorgeous little beauty.
"Don't just look at me, let me look at you!" Zhou Mianmian walked unsteadily to Song Wanwan in high heels and pulled her out.
When he saw her curvy figure, his eyes lit up.
"Wow, so white and..."
Zhou Mianmian did not hide her amazement at all. Fortunately, Song Wanwan reacted quickly enough and covered her mouth, so she did not say that big word.
"Keep your voice down, Jiang Mo is still outside!"
It would be fine if Rong Luchi was here, but Jiang Mo is still here. This guy is so outspoken, does he want her to be socially ruined?
"Then I'll keep my voice down. Your man is so lucky. Tsk tsk, who wouldn't love to see a beauty with fair skin, beautiful face and long legs?"
Zhou Mianmian doesn’t care about herself at all. She prefers Wanwan’s cool and bright looks, and her perfect figure.
It’s not enough to just talk, you have to do it.
Unfortunately, Song Wanwan also wore a tube top style. The soft gauze hanging on her arms added a bit of aesthetics, but it was still a definite tube top style.
When he was dodging her claw, the sharp-eyed Zhou Mianmian saw the red mark.
"My beauty, it was quite intense last night." Zhou Mianmian lowered her voice and smiled mischievously.
They were all familiar best friends, but Song Wanwan couldn't help blushing when she was teased so blatantly.
"Okay, okay, I'll let you be my best man."
"Hehe." Zhou Mianmian smiled mischievously again: "Your pretty face and figure, women tremble when they see it, let alone men. I'm so envious. We're all women, how come you're so tall."
Zhou Mianmian poked the white and soft skin enviously.
Song Wanwan reached out and slapped her claws away.
"Sister-in-law, are you guys ready? If you don't come out, my brother Rong will go in to check." Jiang Mo crossed his arms and said with an indecent grin.
The voice jumped away with a hint of joking.
"Is that so? Then I'll go out first." Zhou Mianmian immediately retracted her claws.
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