To be exact, I have very few photos. I didn’t have the conditions before, but now I have the conditions, but I probably can’t bear to do it.
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Tang Huan realized something was wrong. She clearly felt that it was still early in the morning and was not in a hurry or taking it seriously at all.
Why are you asking about wedding photos now?
Is she anxious?
She must have been influenced by Comrade Xing Cui and started to take it seriously.
Meng Zeyan was a little impatient: "Take a picture. When I come back next time, we'll go find a photo studio."
"Okay." Tang Huan could see that Meng Zeyan was even more anxious than her.
The water was almost boiled, and Meng Zeyan started to wash clothes. Tang Huan was still sitting by the stove boiling water. The hot water was enough for washing, and he had to wash clothes twice.
The two of them didn't know how much they had to say, but they chatted back and forth, and it was surprisingly lively.
In a trance, Tang Huan had the illusion that they were an old couple. Could she and Meng Zeyan stay like this forever?
Maybe one day when they are old, they will still be like this.
Remembering that he had to go to the state-owned hotel to visit someone tomorrow, Tang Huan went to bed early at night and closed his eyes at ten o'clock.
I woke up early the next day, feeling full of energy.
I changed into the new clothes I bought yesterday, drew my eyebrows a little, and put on some lipstick.
Her hair was below her shoulders, black, shiny, straight and smooth.
She thought she was pretty good-looking and should be worthy of Meng Zeyan.
After breakfast, she went back to her room to reapply her lipstick, as the one she had applied previously was finished.
Tang Huan couldn't control his heart beating wildly along the way, and he felt like he was meeting his parents.
Xing Cui and Meng Qinghe were both very familiar to her, and she had never felt the nervousness of meeting their parents. Even when Meng Qinghe disagreed with her and Meng Zeyan being together for some reason, Tang Huan was not nervous.
"Xiao Huan, don't be nervous." Meng Zeyan reached out and held her hand, wanting to give her a sense of security.
Just as he reached out his hand, Tang Huan slapped it back, "You're driving!"
Holding hands while driving is dangerous and is not supported.
The slap was quite harsh, showing how nervous she was. Meng Zeyan reassured her, "Don't be afraid. He just wanted to see what you look like. He didn't mean anything else."
When Old Yu heard that he was going to get married, he kept saying that he was bragging, forcing Meng Zeyan to say that he would bring the girl to meet him, and only then did he give up.
Tang Huan nodded, and was somewhat confident about her appearance. She might not be as pretty as a fairy, but at least she was pretty.
I haven't lost much in terms of appearance.
The jeep drove all the way to the gate of the state-owned hotel before stopping. Tang Huan got out carrying a box of things.
There are four big golden characters "State-owned Hotel" hanging on the door of the State-owned Hotel, which is much more upscale than other wooden signs on the street.
Meng Zeyan carried the things in one hand and held her hand with the other as they walked inside.
He knows Lao Yu's room number, so just go find him directly.
While going upstairs, in order to relieve his tension, Tang Huan told Meng Zeyan about the bet he made with Xing Ziyi, and that the loser would treat the other to dinner here.
"Then I'll order the most expensive one and scare him to tears."
"You don't have to order the most expensive thing to scare him to tears." Meng Zeyan said with a smile: "Just tell him that the bride is you, and he will cry."
Make a bet with the bride, if he doesn’t lose, then who will?
Tang Huan was also full of bad intentions, "Don't tell him anything, hide it from him, and tell him on the wedding day."
"Okay." Meng Zeyan also thought it was a good idea. He would just tell his uncle and aunt when the time comes, and not tell him.
As we were talking, we walked out of the room, and indeed, I felt less nervous. This chapter has been read (please click on the next chapter to continue reading!)
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