Di Chajie pushed Yun Hanxiao a little too far and opened his eyes wide, sweeping his eyes across that line of clothes, "What, you don't like it?"
Yun Hanxiao took a long time to regain her senses, her charming look caused others to stare blankly. She shook her head slightly, "They look pretty good, I have no idea what to do with them."
"This one." Di Chajie took out the British style tuxedo, "It's pretty simple, go and try."
A double-decker wedding dress that took half an hour to wear to a group of women waiting in the locker room.
The effect was proportional to the amount of time consumed. Yun Hanxiao looked at the woman in the mirror and was very satisfied.
Her hair was tied up loosely like a goddess, and she wore a pair of white high heels that revealed her fair and slender ankles. The rest of her clothes were simple, she was only lightly made up, with bright diamond earrings, such a simple and luxurious woman.
Just as the curtain was about to open, the stylist brushed her hair as if she were talking to herself:
"Take off your hair too, right? "She covered her pretty neck with her arms."
As a result, Yun Hanxiao was pulled to make her hair.
Only, under the hairdresser's hand, she had created a layer of extremely thin rose-colored hair bands, on which were small white feathers, which fluttered slightly as she moved.
The hairstylist was quick. In just three to five minutes, he had already fixed his hair.
Draw the curtain...
The designer was immediately dressed up casually by Yun Hanxiao.
She was shocked by the beauty of the girl.
Everyone said that clothes were for others to wear, but why did he feel like his clothes were perfectly matched by this woman's aura?
Yun Hanxiao looked back at Di Chajie, who had just entered the room. He was sitting on the sofa beside the table, leaning on the chair.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him in a daze, Yun Hanxiao did not get down from the stage, but asked Di Chajie: "How is it?"
Di Chajie squinted his eyes and looked at Yun Hanxiao's face. She did not make a sound, nor did she move his eyes, and only after a long while did she smile slightly, "Perfect."
Yun Hanxiao was wearing a white wedding dress. So beautiful.
Pure flawless beauty.
Because it was her, even the monotonous white was breathtakingly beautiful.
Di Chajie watched on in an instant, his heart slowly filled with deep emotions.
Di Chajie retracted his gaze, and saw the designer praising Yun Hanxiao. He turned to ask, "I think LANSE thinks so too!"
Before waiting for a reply, Yun Hanxiao had already been helped off the stage.
She was facing him, a clean face, milky white.
There was no expression on her face. Her eyes were bright and watery under the yellow light.
Yun Hanxiao walked over while carrying the hem of her skirt, and Di Chajie's gaze also swayed along with it.
"Your praise is really generous."
Towards Di Chajie's undisguised praise, Yun Hanxiao accepted it all.
At this time, Di Chajie spoke again, "Of course, it is his honor for you to wear his clothes."
His gaze never left Yun Hanxiao, and never moved.
He really wanted to pull Yun Hanxiao to church and marry him, "Give me your hand."
How could Yun Hanxiao guess what Di Chajie was thinking?
Yun Hanxiao obediently passed over her hands, and Di Chajie wrapped his other hand around Yun Hanxiao's waist.
His hands were powerful, and in an instant he was carrying her to the balcony.
It was very quiet here. There was no one here, as if they were here to communicate with the newbies.
Beneath the balcony, there were green shrubs, as well as a few lush mountain tigers, climbing up the iron railings.
Yun Hanxiao let out an "Ah" sound, and her legs suddenly rose into the air.
She had no time to adapt at all as her hands subconsciously wrapped around Di Chajie's neck.
They were already sitting on the balcony, still in shock, unwilling to let go while hugging him.
Di Chajie's low laughter and his cheerful voice rang beside her ears:
"Relax, I'm going to be strangled to death by you."
"Put me down first!"
I really don't know what he's doing. Don't you know that it's very dangerous like this?
Yun Hanxiao quickly let go of her hands and tried to escape his embrace.
But his hand was on her back, and with a little effort he pulled her into his arms, and she could not break free.
Still hugging him like this, Di Chajie's sharp chin rested on Yun Hanxiao's shoulder, he said:
"You're so beautiful today. I need to hug my future bride. Wait until the wedding day, I want to do the same."
As if he was comforting her, Di Chajie's hand that was on her back even lightly patted her back.
After a long while, Yun Hanxiao laughed, and did not pretend.
"You flatter me."
Yun Hanxiao chuckled, she did not realise that he had suddenly tightened her embrace.
Her laughter passed through the trembling of her chest and reached Di Chajie's chest.
It was a very strange sensation.
Just as Di Chajie was about to grab onto this bizarre fear, Yun Hanxiao interrupted ??
"Di Chajie, have you forgotten that I'm pregnant?"
Just a moment ago, she was bewitched by Di Chajie's beauty and almost did something that couldn't be saved. She didn't want to do such a terrifying thing again. She was pregnant, and it was wrong of her to be so provocative.
It was fine to fall in love, but it was better to do less on a larger scale.
After she finished speaking, she turned to the obviously stiff Di Chajie and continued.
"Alright, time to go back!"
Just then, Di Chajie sighed, and finally released his hand, allowing Yun Hanxiao to come down.
They walked back to the main hall, where the designer and the others were currently discussing about the white drilled clothes that Yun Hanxiao had just put on.
"I like this one a lot. It's all right."
Yun Hanxiao changed into a new set of clothes and returned it to him.
"Okay, I will make some modifications based on your size. At that time, I will send the finished product to Di Family.
"Then Mister Di, this plan is decided?"
"Right."
"I'll design something else for the wedding dress in the next few days."
Wedding was something that girls longed for the most in their lives.
But very few of them enjoy it.
Most weddings were luxurious and grand, and it was not the newlyweds who were tired to death.
Everything was for others to see.
Yun Hanxiao thought that marriage was only a matter for two people.
Simple.
However, Di Chajie would not allow it, there was no need to think about it. Sincehe had married Di Chajie, she had to follow the rules of the Di Family.
It was also good if he was this attentive, and let everyone in this circle know that Shaoze's position in Di Family would also be better.
But it was tiring.
It took a whole night just a dress.
The journey home was a little far, and the slight bumps on the carriage caused Yun Hanxiao to gradually fall asleep.
He closed his eyes and tried to take a nap. Then, he fell asleep.
Only after Yun Hanxiao carried her for a while did she regain some clarity of mind.
"Tired?" Di Chajie's tone was very gentle, "But there's one more thing I need to do."
Yun Hanxiao raised her eyebrows, and declined to comment.
Di Chajie then took out a qipao, "Try this, I want to see."
It was actually the Chinese style qipao that she saw.
When she didn't move, he actually reached out to unbutton her clothes.
Yun Hanxiao looked at the sky speechlessly, but he still did not understand, "What's so good about the ceiling?"
He pulled her face back and asked her to look at him.
Yun Hanxiao half-heartedly changed into a cheongsam in front of the man. The material was very red, like fire.
The heating in the bedroom was already in place, but Di Chajie was burnt to a crisp by the fire in front of him.
Yun Hanxiao felt something tightening around her waist. There was nothing she could do, the piece of meat in her stomach grew even longer.
The billowing hem of the British dress can still be covered.
The qipao might not be able to do anything.
The nine buckles on her qipao went from her collarbone all the way down to her armpit, looking somewhat complicated.
The man's scorching gaze disturbed her.
However, her hands were not disordered. She could not help but move slowly, and her breathing was light.
His buttoned hand was held down without warning.
He looked up and saw fire in his eyes as well. "I want to rip off these clothes."
Yun Hanxiao laughed, "I like this outfit. It's probably troublesome to redo the qipao."
He looked at the totem carved on the cloth. How could he finish embroidering the entire cloth in less than a year?
It would be too much of a waste to not let Di Chajie do whatever he wanted!
Di Chajie took the opportunity to peck her beautiful neck, and held down the hand he used to pull down her qipao.
Yun Hanxiao took a deep breath and turned around to face him. "Did you take a bath?"
"Nope."
"Take a bath first."
"Let's continue."
Di Chajie was still unable to win against Yun Hanxiao.
The orange floor lamp and the light from the frosted bathroom door made the bedroom warm and misty.
The heat was very strong, so Yun Hanxiao changed out of her clothes and put on a pajamas.
The phone by the side of the bed rang, Yun Hanxiao glanced at the unfamiliar cell phone number, I think she is here to look for Di Chajie!
Yun Hanxiao went to the bathroom to look at Di Chajie, who she had sent away.
She pulled open the door and peeked her head in. She thought it was just a fog, she didn't expect Di Chajie to be taking a shower.
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