Han Wangwang took Jiang Bi's dress out of the closet and turned to him, "Take it off."
Jiang Bi took the clothes from Han Wangwang's hand and said, "I'm going to the locker room to change."
"You have to carry me on your back even when I'm changing clothes. Is it necessary to be so reserved?" Han Wangwang looked at Jiang Bi's back with melancholy, thinking that they had hugged each other countless times, is it really necessary to be like this?
In the locker room, Jiang Bi took off her T-shirt and trousers. She stared at the thin man in the mirror and hesitated for a long time before gritting her teeth and putting on her skirt.
The waist of the skirt is suitable, but...
Jiang Bi walked out of the dressing room holding his chest and said, "I can't hold up this skirt."
Han Wangwang exclaimed: "This is an A cup..."
Sorry, Jiang Bi doesn’t even have an A cup.
Han Wangwang walked over and tore open Jiang Bi's chest. He looked inside and was once again frightened to tears by Jiang Bi's pitifully small breasts.
"Jiang Bi, did the food you ate during puberty only make you taller? Your breasts are like a man's." She was quite tall and had long legs, but her breasts were pitifully small.
It is no exaggeration to say that it is definitely only the size of two peanuts.
Hearing Han Wangwang's complaints, Jiang Bi couldn't help but explain, "It's not just height that's growing." Other parts of my body have grown as well, but she can't show it to Han Wangwang.
Jiang Bi said, "I'll think of a way for you."
Jiang Bi took out a pair of breast stickers, but Jiang Bi was too flat, so the stickers didn't stick at all. Han Wangwang gave up and said, "That's fine, no one will stare at your breasts anyway."
"That's all we can do."
Han Wangwang forced Jiang Bi to sit at the end of the bed and put on makeup. Jiang Bi was familiar with the makeup process. When Han Wangwang asked her to lower her eyes, she lowered them, and when he asked her to close her eyes, she closed her eyes, and she cooperated very well.
After putting on her makeup, Han Wangwang looked at her masterpiece, nodded contentedly, and said, "Even with this makeup on, she's still a beauty."
"By the way, there's a masquerade ball tonight. Have you decided on a role?" Han Wangwang said as he packed up and prepared to go. "I'm going to be a mermaid. What about you?"
Jiang Bi said, "You'll know tonight."
"All right."
The groom and his family were about to leave downstairs, so Han Wangwang pulled Jiang Bi and ran downstairs.
As promised, Valan rode his motorcycle to pick up his bride. Nan Yanyan didn't wear a wedding dress when she went out. She wore a white motorcycle suit, dark brown curly hair, and a white veil on her head. Sitting on Valan's motorcycle, she looked cool and sassy.
Arang was driving Nan Yanyan in the front, while Han Wangwang and the others were sitting in the wedding procession. She looked at the couple on the motorcycle at the front and said with some envy, "This wedding is so cool."
Jiang Bi, who was playing on her phone, suddenly turned off her phone when she heard Han Wangwang's words. She stared at her profile and asked seriously, "What kind of wedding do you want?"
Han Wangwang said, "Me? I don't have any special wedding requirements. I just want to wear my wedding dress and DJ at my own wedding." Then, she quietly approached Jiang Bi, poked her shoulder with her index finger, and whispered, "I want to be with you."
Jiang Bi's eyes trembled slightly.
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