Su Jianan was tired all night, and Luo Xiaoxi was also physically weak. When it was almost dawn, Su Yicheng let her go to sleep.

Luo Xiaoxi was so tired that she felt confused by Su Yicheng helping her wipe it off, and then she felt a chill.

She only came back to her senses when she woke up in the morning. Someone applied ointment to her... How much energy did he use last night?

"Madam, have a cup of honey tea to moisturize your throat." After she came to the restaurant, the nanny poured her a cup of hot tea intimately.

After drinking half a cup of hot tea, Luo Xiaoxi narrowed her eyes comfortably, like a cat basking in the afternoon~

"Where is Yicheng? Cough cough!" Luo Xiaoxi was startled, only to realize that her voice was so dumb.

"Mr. went out early in the morning." The nanny replied while giving her breakfast.

Luo Xiaoxi tried hard to think about what's wrong with her voice, and suddenly a pretty face turned red. Last night, someone pushed her to the top every time, and still bewitched her in her ears: " Xiao Xi, I like to hear your voice..."

So it's like this.

No wonder the nanny said that she would make honey water for her~

This is really an exciting morning!

Babysitter: Madam, in fact, we've already taken it off.

At this time, a ringing of the phone interrupted her embarrassment, and she answered the phone. It was Sister Shi Dan, the owner of Wanzhong Entertainment.

"Xiao Xi, are you coming to work today?" Shi Dan asked.

"Come, come or..." Luo Xiaoxi found that the nanny looked at her.

The nanny said: "Madam, your turtleneck sweater is not dry yet."

Luo Xiaoxi wondered, why did you talk about turtleneck sweaters so suddenly?

Turtleneck sweater, neck... Luo Xiaoxi suddenly understood, blushing and covering her neck.

"I won't come today, I still need to find an assistant," Luo Xiaoxi replied immediately, "you don't have to worry about this, I want to find an assistant I like."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Xiaoxi immediately turned on her phone to take a selfie, and she couldn't laugh or cry.

Above the collarbone is almost the same as a cat stepped on, so I can only go out in a turtleneck sweater.

**

Gao Han came out of the bathroom, and the whole room was occupied by the smell of wontons.

His charming little cook was busy at the table, serving two bowls of fragrant wontons, a few plates of pickles and braised tofu, and maroon juice poured in a transparent glass, crystal clear like wine.

Gao Han hugged her from behind, hugged her sweet fragrance, took a deep breath, and he wanted to go to the bed again...

Feng Lulu giggled, her neck was itchy when he rubbed it like this.

"Don't make trouble, eat breakfast." She acted like a baby in his arms.

He still used his chin to tie her, and those stubbles that were about to grow stubble made her tickling, she was smiling, he was making trouble, and that was the happiest morning.

"I want to eat you." His low voice blew into her ear.

Feng Lulu's beautiful eyes turned lightly, and a touch of shyness appeared. This man is too physically strong, and only sleeps at dawn.

"Is that enough, won't you be hungry?" She blinked playfully.

"Of course." As soon as Gao Han's voice fell, the belly brother yelled two uncooperatively.

Gao Han didn't panic or annoyed, patted his stomach: "He also answered just now, not hungry."

Feng Lulu was amused by him again. After laughing, she said solemnly: "Gao Han, I don't remember what happened before. I don't know what it was like when we got married."

Gao Han raised his thick eyebrows secretly: "May I tell you something?"

Feng Lu

Lu shook his head: "I want to have another wedding with you. It must be a very happy and happy moment. I really want to keep it in my mind for the rest of my life."

She looked forward to it, enough to show how much he weighed in her heart.

Gao Han's heart warmed and he tightened his arms around her, "Feng Lu, let's hold another wedding, a wedding that is even more solemn than the last time."

Feng Lulu smiled happily: "Will I put on a wedding dress and become your most beautiful bride?"

"meeting."

"Will you put a ring on me and promise to be by my side forever?"

"of course."

"Unfortunately, no one will hold my hand and send me to you." Feng Lulu couldn't help but shed tears when she thought of her parents.

Gao Han pressed her face to his heart, feeling very sorry, "I will be with you, Feng Lu, with you forever."

Feng Lulu nodded vigorously, crying and laughing.

Gao Han did what he said. After breakfast, he took a leave of absence and accompanied Feng Lulu to the most upscale bridal shop in the city.

Wedding dresses designed by new and old designers from all over the world gathered here, in various styles and styles.

"Mr. Gao, Miss Feng, this is the latest wedding dress that our store just arrived," the clerk introduced them enthusiastically. "Last month the island king and concubine got married and the wedding dress they wore was designed by our designer.

A hint of surprise flashed in Feng Lulu's beautiful eyes.

"Miss Feng, you have a beautiful and sweet temperament. I personally recommend this one to you." The clerk took out a pale pink wedding dress.

The upper body of the wedding dress is chest-wrapped, studded with large and small pearls, and the fluffy princess skirt stretches out like an umbrella, which is very beautiful.

Gao Han can already imagine how beautiful she is wearing.

"Which princess wore this?" Feng Lulu asked with some guilty conscience.

"Miss Feng really has a vision," the clerk praised: "Two months ago, Princess Medog married the Prince of the Desert, and she wore this one!"

Feng Lulu slapped her tongue. How could she be chosen so coincidentally?

In fact, she doesn't know that every wedding dress here has a great background~ Of course, Gao Han wants to give her the best things.

"Try it, Miss Feng?"

"Wait a minute, I'll go to the bathroom first." Feng Lulu took Gao Han out and came to the corner of the corridor.

Gao Han hooked his lips funny: "Feng Lu, do you want me to go to the bathroom with me?"

Feng Lulu shook her head and said in a low voice: "Gao Han, let's change one."

Gao Han wondered: "Don't you like these wedding dresses? I think they suit you."

Feng Lulu didn't want to tell the truth, but think about it, she is now Mrs. Gao and is obligated to be responsible for the family's financial situation.

"The wedding dress here is worn by either the princess or the princess. It's too expensive. I don't need to wear it."

Gao Han was silent. It was time for him to find time to tell her about her husband's financial situation.

"It's okay, I can afford it," he said.

Feng Lulu understands that he wants to give her the best, but she can't bear to let him get married and become poor. The expensive wedding dresses are passed on to others, and they will be their own in the future.

"Thank you, Gao Han, but I really don't like it. Let's change one."

Gao Han was about to open his mouth when the phone suddenly rang, which was a special work ringtone for the bureau.

"Feng Lu, let me answer the phone first, and you should try it first." After speaking, Gao Han took a few steps forward.

Sometimes the phone in the office is to convey confidentiality, and he must keep a distance from other people.

Feng Lulu pursed her lips, it seems that she still has to try and say she doesn't like it before Gao Han will believe it.

She turned around and returned to the wedding dress showroom.

At this moment, a figure appeared on the corner, Chu Tong with a disdainful face.

"I can't even buy a wedding dress, and I still learn to talk about love," Chu Tong hummed, "Don't be embarrassed by coming here if you don't have money!"

Chu Tong came with a friend to pick up a wedding dress, but she didn't expect to meet Feng Lulu here.

Xu Donglie slapped her because of Feng Lulu before, but now her face is still sore!

Feng Lulu, I want you to look good today!

Face: You don't know whether you are right or wrong, I don't hurt anymore.

Feng Lulu returned to the bridal exhibition hall. The clerk continued to recommend wedding dresses to her. She found a Chinese wedding dress embroidered with buckles and enjoyed it with great interest.

"Ms. Feng really has a foresight," the clerk introduced to her. "This wedding dress is the latest work of a cutting-edge international designer. It was just shown at Paris Fashion Week and it was praised as soon as it was launched. Now only this one is left in the world."

Feng Lulu liked it more and more. From the design of this wedding dress, she could see the designer's love for classical culture.

"I want to try it." She said.

The clerk was about to nod when a voice suddenly sounded: "We want this wedding dress!"

Chu Tong and her friend came over, followed by two or three daughters.

Feng Lulu recognized Chu Tong, and the events of that night immediately came to mind. She hated this girl from the bottom of her heart.

The clerk smiled and explained to Chu Tong: "I'm sorry, Miss Chu, Miss Feng first saw this wedding dress. If she finds it inappropriate after the trial, can I introduce it to you?"

Chu Tong snorted, "Is it her who said that she was fancy, did she pay?"

Chu Tong took a picture of a card on the table, "How much, wrap it up for me."

The clerk doesn't know what to do. The guests here all have membership cards, and none of them can be offended.

However, these designers are too individual, so if they don’t agree, they will make a limited edition one, even if there are not two of them!

"Why don't you pack, do you want me to complain to you?" Chu Tong arrogantly urged.

Feng Lulu stepped forward and asked with a smile: "Miss Chu, are you robbing me out of this?"

Chu Tong didn't expect that she would ask so directly, and she was not to be outdone: "So what?"

"Not very good, just want to see your strength, is it qualified to compete with me."

Chu Tong is funny, a poor man dare to talk to her about his strength.

Feng Lulu no longer talked to her, but pointed to a row of wedding dresses and said, "I want them all."

Chu Tong was surprised, what does this woman want to do?

It turns out that this woman deliberately asked about her strength just now, just to see if she compares her purchasing power?

She can't lose!

"I want these wedding dresses, wrap them up for me!" Chu Tong pointed to another row.

The clerk almost laughed from ear to ear. What kind of fortune is she, she seemed to see the commission falling down.

"Okay, okay, I will play a single right away."

Feng Lulu pointed to another row: "I want these too."

Chu Tong pointed to the opposite row: "I want these."

"I want these."

"I want these!"

"These, these..."

"I want the rest!" Chu Tong shouted proudly.

The clerk kept pressing the single machine in his hand, and only listened to the sound of "squeaking". The list was more than one meter long~