Chu Ci was wearing only a bathrobe and looked at her quietly.

She quickly pulled up the quilt and covered herself with a little disbelief.

She knew very well what he was suddenly because of, and he just wanted to make sure that his wife, who he spent 300 million, was clean.

Chu Ci looked at the expression on her face and guessed what she was thinking now. She chuckled and sat down on the edge of the bed, stretched out her hand and touched her face as if she was enjoying it, "Can you leave?"

He was satisfied, a wife who had a three-year relationship history was still pure and clean.

He likes her purity, which should be said to be liked by all men.

When he touched her like this, Zhao Moran subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but how could she avoid it? He grabbed her and pressed her in his arms without any trouble...

The face was very close, and she deliberately avoided it, but how could she avoid it?

Chu Ci's voice was low: "Go to try out the wedding dress tomorrow?"

She raised her eyes suddenly and looked at him.

In his eyes, she read his intentions and struggled instinctively: "I think... I still want to try it, and I have made an appointment."

Chu Ci's hand held her slender waist, reluctantly let go and said unfortunately: "That's OK."

He patted her: "Go and take a shower."

Zhao Moran immediately wrapped the bed sheet and went to the bathroom. The door was closed quickly. When the door was closed, Chu Ci smiled softly, casually took the cigarette box from the bedside table beside him, took out a cigarette and lit it.

The sound of her taking a shower came from the bathroom. He also waited patiently. After about two cigarettes, Chu Ci went to the locker room to change her clothes for going out. She originally wanted to wait for her in the bedroom, but after thinking about it, she went downstairs first.

He was not here, Zhao Moran came from a lot of people. She changed her clothes and put on light makeup and went downstairs.

In the autumn season, she wore a dark blue loose sweater with a floral skirt of the same color. Her long wavy hair spread on her shoulders looked particularly feminine, especially after that, she looked like water. Even though Chu Ci didn't like her much, she couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Suddenly, he discovered something.

Yan Yan now looks a little like Zhao Moran... He tightened his eyes, unable to tell whether this is the reason why he insisted on choosing her as his wife.

Zhao Moran was not aware of what he was thinking. She looked at him and said softly, "I'm fine."

Chu Ci was originally sitting on the sofa, but then she got up and held her hand and walked towards the parking plaque outside. The two walked out. Her light saw the servant walking upstairs, and she quickly grabbed him.

Chu Ci understood what she meant and said calmly: "I asked her to go up and clean up the bed sheets and change them by the way."

After saying that, he smiled: "Are you going to wash yourself? Or do you keep it as a souvenir?"

Zhao Moran lowered his eyes and did not make any sound. Chu Ci held her hand and seemed a little pampered. But she knew in her heart that this pampered was just exchanged for her body.

When he got to the car, Chu Ci started the car and said indifferently: "I'll have a meal after trying the wedding dress."

She nodded.

Chu Ci looked at her and always felt that her beauty was beautiful and that his body was also what he liked, but there was always a bit of wood.

He laughed at himself, or it was because he didn't love him.

Later, neither of them spoke. The atmosphere was subtle because of what happened in the afternoon. Zhao Moran felt a little uncomfortable. If she wasn't afraid of him doing something randomly, she would rather rest at home.

She looked outside with her head turned dark and the lights on the roadside slowly turned on.

She just watched quietly.

"What are you thinking?" Chu Ci suddenly held her hand.

She quickly shook her head: "No."

He said in a faint tone: "It's okay to think about anything, it's better not to think about people you shouldn't think about."

He said possessively: "You will be my Chu Ci's wife in the future."

She was embarrassed and lowered her head and said softly, "I understand."

"It's better to understand." He said, letting go of her hand.

Zhao Moran looked at him, looking at the man he was going to marry—

She is young, handsome and rich, and she really has no reason to pick on him...

After about half an hour, Chu Ci parked her car in the parking lot of the wedding hall, turned off the fire and turned her head: "Get out."

Zhao Moran got off the car silently. He got off the car from the other side. He originally wanted to smoke a cigarette, but after thinking about it, he gave up and accompanied her in.

Because I had already made an appointment and Chu Ci's identity was special, the service staff was very attentive: "Mr. Chu, Miss Zhao, we have changed the wedding dress. Let's see if Miss Zhao is suitable for wearing this time."

She said to Chu Ci again: "We are ready for your wedding day's dress, are you going to try it now?"

Chu Ci stood up and followed the service staff in without comment.

After he finished the trial, Zhao Moran had not yet gotten it, so he sat on the sofa and read the magazine for a while. About ten minutes later, a voice sounded: "Ms. Chu, this wedding dress is especially suitable for you. You are dressed so beautifully, especially the lines of your shoulders and neck are beautiful."

Chu Ci's heart moved, put down the magazine in his hand and looked over.

It's Chu Yan.

She was wearing a white off-shoulder wedding dress, the fruity apricot color made her skin look as tender as milk, and her long black hair was tied up, revealing her tender back...

Chu Ci suddenly clenched his fingers and stared at her tightly.

He had fantasized about the way she looked in a wedding dress countless times, but when he appeared in front of him in real life, he still couldn't help but hold his breath...

Chu Yan knew nothing about his existence. She turned her head to Gu Anxi on the side and said, "Anxi, what do you think?"

Gu An was pretending to be around her, then held her chin, "Well, it looks pretty good."

Chu Yan hit her, then looked at herself in the mirror: "I think it's pretty good, either, just order it."

At this time, the waiter beside him smiled and said, "This is specially customized by Mr. Bai, and it was air-carred from Italy."

Chu Yan wrinkled his little nose and said to Gu Anxi beside him: "Look at it, he obviously wants to get married, but he secretly gets engaged in a wedding dress, but he said I'm pasting him."

Chu Yan was vivid at this time, like the little girl who returned to the past, but all her vivid life was for others, and Chu Ci only felt pain.

He looked at her almost greedily, and forgot where he was with Zhao Moran.

At this moment, the waiter led Zhao Moran over and smiled at Chu Ci and said, "Mr. Chu, Miss Zhao can try it, see if there is any place to modify it."

Her words alarmed Chu Yan and Gu Anxi.

Chu Yan looked at Chu Ci unexpectedly, and then his eyes fell on Zhao Moran, a very beautiful wedding dress.

Chu Yan smiled faintly, saying that hello, but there was nothing next to him.

It would be impossible to say that it would be impossible. After all, marrying Chu Ci when she was in her 20s was her lifelong ambition, and now she is quite dramatic. She wears wedding dresses for others, and Chu Ci also wears them for him, right in front of her.

Chu Yan's reaction was cold, but Chu Ci stared at her.

Zhao Moran stood there quietly, watching the abusive relationship between her future husband and her ex-girlfriend. She knew in her heart that Chu Ci would not like her... But as a woman wearing a wedding dress, her husband only had others in her eyes, and she always felt embarrassed, as if the title of Mrs. Chu was stolen by her.

After the waiter said something, Chu Ci took a long time to turn her eyes. The waiter knew that she had caused trouble. She didn't expect to encounter such a famous scene, so she was a little at a loss.

At this time, Zhao Moran whispered: "Chu Ci, what do you think?"

She broke the peace, but Chu Ci seemed not happy, but the person was here.

He reached out to hold her waist, his voice was particularly hoarse: "It looks pretty."

Zhao Moran suspected that he could hardly see her, but as a qualified wife, she had to give him face outside, so she whispered: "Then make sure."

She gave her husband very considerately and left a space for him to reminisce about the past. She knew that she should disappear at this time.

So Zhao Moran put on her wedding dress and swayed in front of Chu Ci for less than ten minutes before she got out. She was smart, but she didn't like Chu Ci because her considerateness was a kind of ignorance and indifferentness... But he was not busy with her now. After she left, he walked towards Chu Yan: "I'm going to get married so soon?"

Chu Yan gave him a smile but not a smile, and his posture was not as good as a lady. She looked upstairs and said, "Your wife, don't care?"

Chu Ci stared at her without saying a word.

Chu Yan lowered her head and stroked her skirt, and her voice became more and more faint: "I have to make it clear. If there is any problem with your relationship in the future, don't rely on me."

Gu Anxi, who was standing beside him, wanted to laugh.

This was a very sad thing, but why did Yan Yan make it a little funny?

She looked at the show with a look: It seems that Bai Xun is quite healing.

Regardless of whether Bai Xunzhi was cured or not, Zhao Moran had not cured Chu Ci anyway. He looked at him with a bad expression. Chu Yan felt that he was quite owed.

Gu Anxi couldn't help laughing: "Yan Yan is quite right."

Chu Ci glared at her.

Gu Anxi looked at him: "I look at Miss Zhao, it's pretty good. You really shouldn't treat her like this."

Gu Anxi is not a fool. Even the blind man can see Chu Ci's indifference to Zhao Moran.
Chapter completed!