Ye Wan replied with a smile.
Lu Changchuan rarely wears light-colored suits, and his wardrobe is full of black, dark blue, and dark brown suits.
But today he was wearing a light grey suit and a pair of silver-rimmed glasses. At first glance, he exuded the abstinent temperament of a scumbag.
Ye Wan thought that he was not a person who cared about appearance, but when he saw him just now, he was still dazed for a moment.
When I was changing into my bridesmaid dress, I had made up my mind that I would never give him a good face when I saw him.
But at this moment, facing this handsome face with aloofness, asceticism and overflowing hormones, Ye Wan couldn't help but say in her heart: Considering that this face that did whatever he wanted to her last night looks like this, forget it!
"What's wrong?"
Being in the entertainment industry, I have seen a lot of handsome guys.
What's more, she herself has played male gods of various styles and temperaments.
Logically, she is immune to handsome guys.
But at this moment, seeing her showing such a crazy and naive smile to him, Lu Changchuan still felt itchy in his heart, "Wanwan, if you keep looking at me like this, I can't help but kiss you!"
Looking back at the dressing table, I could still see the makeup cases that had been confiscated by the styling team.
She can just put back the lipstick she ate in a while.
Ye Wan raised her head to kiss him, "Here's a kiss for you!"
Lu Changchuan's heartbeat quickened instantly.
Bang! The sound of fireworks exploding rang out in the next room, and the two smiled at each other.
Lu Changchuan raised his eyes and saw the scene in the mirror.
"Wanwan, don't move..."
He reached out and held the back of Ye Wan's head, letting her stay leaning against his heart.
Lu Changchuan took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket and took a picture in front of the mirror.
Clicking on the photo again, Lu Changchuan smiled faintly, "How is it?"
The light is just right.
The two people embracing each other affectionately, the sweetness and beauty lingering in the picture is just right.
Ye Wan nodded, "It looks good!"
Lu Changchuan's eyes deepened.
The official Weibo announcement said he was helpless.
It’s your own circle of friends, so what you say still counts, right?
Ye Wan went to the dressing table to touch up her makeup. Lu Changchuan enlarged the picture and saw that there was no way to tell that it was Ye Wan, so he immediately posted a message to his friends.
After the message was sent, people quickly liked and commented on it.
Rong Qian: "I wish Boss and his wife a sweet and long-lasting life! Rose.jpg"
Cheng Jianan: "Rolling eyes.jpg, if you don't know, you would think you are getting married today! Please recognize your position, comrade best man!"
Lu Cheng: "Although 9.9 is a good day, there's no need to spread tons of dog food like this, right? Brother-in-law, have you turned into a lemon again?"
Grandfather replied to Lu Cheng, "Ah Cheng, be a good flower girl and don't play with your phone."
Lu Cheng replied to his grandfather: "Okay, Grandfather."
In just a few minutes, he received a number of likes, blessings and comments. Lu Changchuan was in a very good mood, put away his phone, and followed Ye Wanchao out.
When Ye Wan saw that post on WeChat Moments, he was already on his way back to the hotel to change clothes after the wedding.
The likes have already filled the mobile phone screen, not to mention the long comments that are comparable to the comment section of Weibo.
Those who were more reserved wished Lu Changchuan and the beauty in his arms long-lasting happiness.
To be more straightforward, they shouted that it was unjust. Even Mr. Lu Jiu, who was usually cold and aloof, was almost showing his reserved and flirtatious nature, and was about to become overtly flirtatious.
There are also some who don’t understand and are asking in the comments, who is the beautiful woman in Jiu Ye’s arms?
Seeing Lu Changchuan's reply, Ye Wan couldn't help laughing.
(End of this chapter)