Chapter 134134

Every haute couture dress in the world is unique.

It is tailor-made for one person, so it is more harmonious and suitable.

The design of the dress was solemn and complicated. Fu Yian was not someone who had never worn handmade dresses before. He had long been accustomed to wearing all kinds of dresses, and his movements were full of familiarity.

Fu Yian hung the last decorative chain on his dress and raised his eyes slightly. He did not look at the dressing mirror beside him, but met Yu Cheng's eyes.

Under the bright and dazzling crystal light, the young man with exquisite and stunning features has a cool temperament, and his clean light-colored eyes are like the purest gems in the world, making people unable to take their eyes away.

The carefully tailored suit fits Fu Yian perfectly, outlining the young man's straight legs and slender waist.

White is obviously a color that is difficult to control, but when worn by the man in front of me, it only highlights his fair and smooth skin and noble and cold temperament.

Fu Yian's appearance is not feminine. On the contrary, there is a kind of domineering and powerful spirit between his delicate eyebrows. He will not depend on anyone, but is a superior who can plan and control everything in his hands.

Even though Yu Cheng imagined how it would look on Fu Yian the moment he saw the dress, all those imaginations were shattered the moment he actually saw Fu Yian standing in front of him.

The indescribable shocking beauty came towards him, almost making it difficult for Yu Cheng to breathe.

There was infatuation in his eyes.

Fu Yian's strength and dignity were fully displayed at this moment.

What attracted Yu Cheng was Fu Yian's superior ability, calm decision-making, and the emotion that only appeared in those cold eyes when she looked at him.

That little difference is what really drives Yu Cheng crazy.

"elder brother……"

Fu Yian raised his eyes slightly.

"Um?"

A slightly doubtful voice came out of his nose, carrying an indescribable sexiness.

"It is established..."

Yu Cheng murmured.

Fu Yian was stunned for a second before he reacted.

Veins bulged on his head, and he gritted his teeth: "Bear with it."

Yu Cheng bent down, and their noses were so close together that he could even see the fine hairs on Fu Yian's face.

The atmosphere was subtly tense, and Fu Yian could feel that the breath on his cheek had become heavier.

He took a step back, put his arm between the two of them, and looked calmly at the mirror.

"See if there's anything wrong."

He never understood why Yu Cheng's mind was filled with such things every day.

This doubt continued until Yu Cheng put on his suit.

Fu Yian stood there in a daze for a few seconds, until Yu Cheng walked up to him and lifted his chin, then he suddenly came to his senses.

"Are you stunned?" Yu Cheng raised his eyebrows.

Fu Yian coughed lightly: "No."

Although he said this, his eyes couldn't help but wander around Yu Cheng.

He had noticed more than once that Yu Cheng had a good figure.

Maybe it’s because I ate too well abroad when I was growing up, or maybe it’s because everyone’s skeleton is different.

Yu Cheng's stature is taller than him, but he doesn't look strong, but instead looks more powerful and well-proportioned.

Fu Yian's eyes fell on the other's full chest tightly wrapped in a black suit, and he couldn't help but think again in his mind that Yu Cheng's chest muscles were really nice to look at...

Yu Cheng noticed Fu Yi'an's gaze, which he thought was hidden, and calmly tensed his body again, grabbing Fu Yi'an's wrist and letting his palm fall on his chest.

The fabric is soft and warm like body temperature.

Fu Yian's fingers look even whiter, tenderer and smoother against the black suit.

The sharp contrast gives the entire picture an indescribable aura.

Fu Yian quickly withdrew his hand.

He said calmly, "Let the designer come in and see if there is anything that can be improved."

Yu Cheng felt a little regretful at this moment, wondering why he didn't hold the fitting room at home.

If you are at home, it will be much more convenient to do other things after finishing these.

But these two sets of clothes were not something he could waste, at least not now.

Yu Cheng held Fu Yian's fingers and squeezed them hard, as if to vent something, until his fingertips turned red and hot. Then Yu Cheng walked to open the door and called the designer who was waiting on the other side.

When Matt walked in and saw the two of them, his eyes lit up and he couldn't stop exclaiming in admiration.

At this moment, Yu Cheng's eyes were filled with Fu Yian's cold and dignified figure, and his attention was not at all on the clothes.

He just thought that the clothes made by this person were really good, and he could ask her to customize a few more sets next time.

Matt simply modified some details to make it fit their bodies better. After trying on the other two sets, Yu Cheng pulled Fu Yian and got into the car without looking back.

The moment the car door closed, Fu Yian was pressed on the back seat, and hot kisses fell on him all over.

"Brother looks so handsome in that suit."

Yu Cheng knew very well how good-looking Fu Yian's face was.

But when he really saw Fu Yian dressed so gorgeously, Yu Cheng realized how strong the possessiveness in his heart was.

He didn't want anyone to see Fu Yian wearing that outfit.

He even thought that the wedding was just a private matter between the two of them.

He didn't want anyone to see Fu Yian on his wedding day.

Fu Yian on that day should belong to him alone.