Because Zhiyun had never seen the design drawings or the overall effect presentation, the key point was that Han Qingrang hid it too well.
When Zhiyun finally saw the wedding dress, even though she had prepared herself mentally, she was still shocked by the picture.
What a beautiful wedding dress.
He really lived in her heart and understood her thoughts thoroughly.
The lace and trims all follow the royal style, and the uniqueness of the wedding dress lies in the details. The lace rose is the symbol of England, the thorn is for Scotland, the shamrock is for Ireland, and the daffodil is for Wales.
Finally, the long sleeves and high neckline are the pinnacle of the dress, made from 100 yards of silk net and 25 yards of silk taffeta.
"You designed it, right?" Zhiyun asked him sideways.
Han Qingrang couldn't deny it: "Yes, it's me."
Zhiyun praised: "It's really beautiful, so beautiful."
It's breathtakingly beautiful.
"Zhizhi, do you like it?" he asked her.
"Of course I like it." Zhiyun walked forward and touched the silk net of the wedding dress. The touch was indescribably delicate and smooth.
Han Qingrang came over and put his hand close to the back of her neck.
Zhiyun was stunned and subconsciously wanted to move.
He lowered his body and whispered in her ear, "Zhizhi, don't move."
Zhiyun just moved a little and didn't move again. She just stood there quietly, letting his hand play with the back of her neck.
At that moment he thought he was going to do business with her here.
"Don't..." Zhiyun's voice trembled a little.
Han Qingrang let out a low, shallow laugh: "Zhizhi, move again, I really can't bear it anymore."
Zhiyun could hear that his voice was a little hoarse.
Recently, Zhiyun has been running to Wei Lai's place from time to time because she was worried about the situation there. Afraid that she would be too tired, Han Qing asked her to abstain from sex during this period.
Today, upon learning that Wei Lai had boarded a plane to Simantu, Han Qingrang immediately brought her here without stopping.
Try on wedding dresses!
He slowly stripped off Zhiyun's clothes bit by bit, and her body appeared before him.
Zhiyun subconsciously wanted to hide.
Immediately afterwards, Han Qingrang took off the heavy wedding dress and put it on her personally.
This process was slow and difficult, because someone's Adam's apple was constantly floating up and down. When Zhiyun's body got close, she could clearly hear the sound of the Adam's apple floating.
"You are enduring it." She laughed at him.
"Zhizhi, don't talk."
Zhiyun couldn't help laughing, "What do you think I'm talking to?"
He leaned close to her ear and whispered in a low voice, "I'm afraid of staining this wedding dress."
Zhiyun: “…”
I almost laughed at her!
Fortunately I held it in.
"It's so complicated and a little hard to put on." Zhiyun stared at the beads on her arm. Each one was very thin and exquisite.
"The wedding is still a month away, so why not just make another one?" He was asking what she meant.
Zhiyun immediately held his face in her hands and said, "Doctor Han, I think it's great and perfect. Don't waver because of what I said. You have to believe that this wedding dress is really beautiful."
"But Zhiwei thinks it's too complicated." He was particularly serious.
Zhiyun chuckled, "You're just too accommodating to me. Even the most beautiful wedding dress will be cumbersome to put on."
"Zhizhi, there's enough time, we can still..."
His words were interrupted and his mouth was blocked.
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