Chapter 480 Wedding Dress



As the saying goes, a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a secret lover, and a secret lover is not as good as not being able to love.

There is certainly no situation where Alan cannot steal, but he likes to change his taste occasionally and try something a little more exciting.

The first reason is that apart from this, he has no other source of happiness. Simply making money can no longer make him happy. He needs both spiritual and physical happiness, which is very difficult.

Certain extreme sports can stimulate the surge of adrenaline and achieve the purpose of excitement and happiness, but Alan values ​​his life and he doesn't like to do dangerous things, so... he developed his current habit and likes more unconventional hobbies.

For example, the wedding dress series he has been dreaming of for a long time.

Based on this series, there are many branches that can be developed and utilized. When you think of the various branches under the wedding dress series, such as wedding time pause, wedding in progress, post-wedding moment, and bridal chamber time pause, these series are very interesting.

Even if this series is finished, there is still potential for further development, such as in front of the photo of the deceased husband and the widow series, which are also very interesting.

Even if the late husband is fully developed, the potential of this series has not yet reached its end.

In the future, you can develop the immoral series, the mother-in-law series and the like. It is simply an endless treasure trove. Just this one character is enough to make Alan happy for a long time.

How could he not be excited when he thought about this?

How can I not look forward to it?

I have read so much study materials and learned so much theoretical knowledge in the past, but I have nowhere to display my skills. Now I finally have the opportunity.

Get your wedding dress ready!

Yasin Rania glanced at Alan, who was obviously more excited than usual, took out a white wedding dress from the box, and prepared to change clothes.

"Wait... change here, I'll help you change."

Seeing that Rania was about to go to the next room to change into her wedding dress, Alan stopped her and asked, "Why change rooms with such a wonderful show?"

There are only two of them here, who are they guarding against?

Alan doesn't know what people in other Middle Eastern countries wear when they get married, but when Jordanians get married, many of them choose to wear wedding dresses.

It’s not because Western-style weddings are fashionable, but because Jordan is “open”.

Everyone knows that the old king is very good at dealing with people and has a first-class ability to settle disputes, but how can he maintain such a status and get along with everyone?

It’s because of this.

As a country with not very good economic development and not very good geographical location, the only right way is to cater to the West while uniting the surrounding "brother countries"!

To cater to Western countries, we have to follow their customs, such as weddings, clothing, etc., all of which must be reflected.

In a world dominated by Western culture, a country's traditions can sometimes be described as the dregs of a bygone era.

Take Hanfu for example.

A few decades ago...that is, now, in China, there are not many people who dare to wear Hanfu openly. Many people with crooked mouths would say that it is feudal dregs and so on.

Everything from the West is good, and everything from their own is rubbish.

But after a few decades, these original feudal dregs will be transformed into traditional cultural customs.

The same is true in Jordan today. With the old king as the vanguard, all members of the Jordanian royal family basically do not wear robes or turbans. In their daily clothing, most men wear suits and ties. If there are special needs, they will also wear military uniforms, like Prince Hussein, who usually likes to wear camouflage uniforms.

According to tradition, ladies should also wear headscarves and veils, but now, after the old king has set such an example, in order to show that Jordan is in line with the international community, Jordan now does not have any regulations on the dress of ordinary people.

Regardless of gender, as long as it is not offensive to public morals, you can wear whatever you want, even if it is women's clothing, there are no strict requirements.

So...this time, the theme of Prince Hussein's wedding is the same as that of his father, the old king, a Western-style wedding, with the groom in a suit and the bride in a wedding dress.

Rania's wedding dress was not complete. She only brought the inner layer this time. The complete wedding dress would have a several-meter-long white veil trailing on the back. From a distance, it looked like a white peacock spreading its tail.

But that thing is too big to carry, and it can't be used in a room like this.

In the end, I just wore the innermost layer, the shoulder-less inner layer.

The style of her wedding dress was designed by a famous Jordanian designer, who created a low-profile variant of the wedding dress that Diana wore when she got married.

There are more than a hundred diamonds inlaid all over the body. When the light shines on it, it sparkles brightly, which is extremely cool.

Especially the small crown on her head. Although she is not the queen yet, but just an ordinary princess, and cannot wear such a big crown, but even if it is a small crown, her temperament will change immediately when she puts it on.

Rania, who was already extremely exotic, wore a white sparkling wedding dress, a small crown on her head, and a pair of slightly abrupt light purple high-transparent stockings on her legs according to Alan's request. Her temperament...

There is a bit of impropriety in the holiness, and a bit of charm in the impropriety.

Rania squatted beside the horizontal bar, ready to take off her long-sleeved gloves and play on the horizontal bar

"Don't take it off, just keep it on... I like this feeling."

Seeing her actions, Alan quickly stopped her. He hadn't seen enough of it yet. This thing couldn't be taken off. It would only be more interesting if it was kept on.

Rania frowned and looked up at Alan, then squatted forward and played on the horizontal bar again.

"Hiss... By the way, what excuse did you come out for?"

There was a sound of someone sucking in air. The friction of the mesh was quite strong. Alan shuddered and his scalp felt numb. He quickly started chatting to change the subject.

He didn't believe that Prince Hussein didn't know that Rania was out. This was someone else's territory. But even though he knew about it, he didn't know what specifically she was doing.

"You've been here for a few days. I'm getting married tomorrow, and he's busy. Today is the anniversary of the king's accession to the throne. He called me and said he was going to the palace to congratulate the king. I told him I wanted to meet you, my former boss. If I don't meet you now, it will be even harder to meet in the future. He agreed."

Well, this is a good reason. Alan was invited this time because of his identity and secondly... he is also Prince Hussein's matchmaker. If he hadn't taken Rania to attend the funeral of Earl Spencer at the time, Hussein would not have met Rania.

Of course, here they are not called matchmakers, but introducers.

Although women here now have fewer restrictions because they have the freedom to express their country, married women sometimes have to avoid suspicion and cannot be alone with men. People in the royal family have to be even more careful.

However, in Prince Hussein's view, Allen was Rania's former boss, and he came to Jordan to attend their wedding. The prince himself was too busy to spare the time, so his princess had the obligation to receive Allen, the distinguished guest.

However, how the reception was in the end...that was beyond his imagination.

The horizontal bar has been polished to a shiny finish. After the warm-up exercises, you can do some gymnastics moves.

"Let's go...to the terrace."

Alan grinned and prepared to pull Rania to the terrace to enjoy the night view while doing business.

"No..." When she heard that they were going to the terrace, a trace of fear flashed across Rania's face. It was already embarrassing for her to come to see Alan today, and now she had to go to that kind of place. She really couldn't accept it.

"Let's go! I'll turn off the lights. I want to see what the night view of the place where you'll live in the future looks like. Don't you think now is a good time?"

"No! If someone takes a picture of me, I'll be finished! Please, just stay here."

Rania held Alan's hand, with a pitiful expression on her face.

Alan looked at her wedding dress and her expression. In this case...

Wouldn't it be a lot less fun if we just let her go so easily?

"How could that be? Don't worry... go, go, go."

Alan picked up the veil next to him and put it on Rania's head. He held her face and looked at her. It was very good... very charming!

Rania was hesitant, but was finally dragged and coaxed to the terrace by Alan.

But she was certainly not so bold as to lie directly on the terrace. Rania just bent over and lay down behind the terrace, holding the terrace fence with both hands. The terrace just blocked her figure. If you could really see her from outside, at most you could only vaguely see her face with a veil through the terrace, and it was still unclear. But Alan behind her, who was standing straight with a hunched back, could be seen clearly.

Alan likes her energy as a good wife. If she doesn't need any advice in doing anything and is proactive instead, he can't stand it and he will lose that feeling.

This feeling is just right now, with a sense of guilt and double the excitement.

"Point me to the direction of the palace. Is Hussein still in the palace?"

Alan was breathing heavily. In Jordan at this time of year, the temperature outside was still very hot and muggy even after nine o'clock in the evening.

After just a short exercise, he was already sweating profusely. He had to distract himself and calm down to avoid being mentally satisfied while other things were being satisfied first.

“Woo…”

Rania half-closed her eyes and bit her lips. When she heard Alan's voice, she raised her head helplessly and looked outside the terrace. She tremblingly pointed in a direction and said in a trembling voice, "That... side..."

"Oh, your future husband is still in the palace? Why isn't he back so late?"

"Wow... He said... he still has to discuss tomorrow's wedding with the king today."

What else is there to discuss?

Your wife went to the British University for further studies and learned a lot of skills from Master Allen, which are very useful. She will definitely be a model of a good wife and mother in the future.

"Have you thought about what you should do when I want to see you next time?"

Alan suddenly slapped her hard with his hand, and almost shouted "Go!"

"ah!"

"I...I didn't...will you let me come out to see you often in the future?"

Hearing what Allen said, Rania was so frightened that she stopped breathing for a moment.

Occasionally, once or twice, she felt that with Hussein's love for her, she could still hide the past, but if it happened too many times, she couldn't guarantee it.

“Tsk tsk…”

How could Alan have the time to see her often? He had so many places to play, and even if he really liked something, he couldn't play with it often. He had to change his taste after a while. But he couldn't say that. With Rania, he would have to ask her to do things in other places in the future.

It's not like he just wants to play around with the wedding dress series, that's too naive.

"Look at your country, look at the lights in the city at night..."

Alan gritted his teeth and pointed with his finger. Although Rania lowered her head and couldn't see, he still gestured.

"When you get promoted, you need to build up your image and care more about the poor. I'm not asking you to visit poor people's homes often, but to run around for them more and build up your image. Do you understand?"

After saying this, Alan slapped her hard again.

"Ah...be gentle, it hurts..."

"Hey, don't worry, I know my limits. It will go away in one night."

Looking at the red marks left by two consecutive slaps, Alan scratched the wedding dress with his hand. By covering it up, he couldn't see anything. By tomorrow, everything would be gone.

"You are still poor here. Doesn't the old king want to keep up with the international community? I know someone from the Women's Association in the European Parliament. You can do some research and give a speech there. As long as you go there often and form a habit, Hussein will also get used to your frequent business trips. Do you understand?"

"Um……"

Rania felt a little dizzy, her face flushed, her forehead was covered with a layer of sweat, and her hair and veil stuck to her face.

In this state, she didn't know why, but her concentration was not focused. Alan's voice seemed hollow, but it was clearly conveyed to her. Maybe it was because of the stimulation, she remembered these words very clearly. There had never been a moment when her memory was so good.

After establishing a personal image, caring about civilians and giving speeches abroad, what remains is to raise funds, establish a good external image for the Jordanian royal family, and then...it will be natural to "accidentally meet" Allen on the way abroad.

A very reasonable plan.

It was past eleven o'clock in the evening. After practicing and completing several gymnastics classes, Alan lay in the bathtub.

The bathroom door was open, the cold air from the air conditioner spread into the bathroom, my body was soaked in hot water, my head was blown by the cold air, and I looked very tired...

Today was so exciting that he just went too far with the fun. If he hadn't retained his sanity, he would have almost ruined his wedding dress.

Rania changed her clothes and limped out pushing the food cart. She brought a female assistant with her. As for tonight's schedule, all Hussein heard was that she came to the hotel and met Alan in the conference room. The two chatted for about ten minutes, and that was all. So... the rest of the time, she quietly pretended.

However, what I didn’t expect was that although clothes could be used for disguise, I suffered some “internal injuries” after meeting Allen once, and I don’t know if I can recover by tomorrow morning.

"I...will go back first. Tomorrow..."

"Go ahead. I'll attend tomorrow. You can go back and have a good rest."

Alan looked at Rania who was standing at the bathroom door to say goodbye to him. He looked her up and down. Her face was rosy and her complexion was very good. This was an effect that no makeup could achieve. He believed that at tomorrow's wedding, she would definitely be the most dazzling woman in the room.


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