Marry and fall in love with Mr. Zhou
Chapter 83 Mr. Zhou, are you still satisfied?
Chapter 83 Mr. Zhou, are you still satisfied?
At the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, the first snow fell in Jiangcheng.
It rained all night, Song Yanchu woke up, it was foggy and snowy outside the window.
She rubbed her hands together, scratched a few times with her fingertips on the glass, and drew two small figures.
The bedroom door was pushed open, and Zhou Hao stood at the door. The man was wearing a high-necked dark brown sweater. He frowned when he saw the woman by the window, and walked in silently. He took a coat from the hanger and put it on her shoulders. .
"Aren't you afraid of the cold early in the morning?"
Song Yanchu's shoulders felt warm, and she turned her head to show a warm smile to the man. She looked out the window with her clear eyes, and said in a joyful tone, "It's actually snowing."
Zhou Hao put his arms around her, kissed her on the side of the cheek, and replied in a gentle voice, "It was all night last night, but you didn't know."
At the mention of last night, many ambiguous images appeared in Song Yanchu's mind, her cheeks gradually turned crimson, gentle and seductive.
She pushed him away, wrapped her clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up, "You have the nerve to say that!"
"Breakfast is ready, hurry up and eat." The man looked at her slender body and reminded with a smile.
Zhou Hao has been really busy for a while since he decided to go to the Philippines to hold a make-up wedding at the end of the year.
Planning the company's big and small affairs, and accompanying Song Yanchu to choose the wedding dress and wedding matters, he is in a state of overload every day, so naturally he has no time to enjoy the privacy of the bed.
But when he finished his work, Song Yanchu's relatives came to visit, and he was tortured every night holding the nephrite fragrance.
Finally, when Song Yanchu's relatives left, he naturally didn't control himself that night and went too far.
The corner of Zhou Hao's mouth tilted, feeling happy.
Glancing at the snow scene outside the window, and at the little figure Song Yanchu drew on the glass, he took out his phone from his pocket and took a photo.
Today, I made an appointment to try on the wedding dress. Zhou Hao specially invited an Italian wedding dress designer to customize Song Yanchu's wedding dress.
After breakfast, the young couple went to Song's house to pick up Song Kang and Jiang Ruqin.
Song Yanchu originally wanted Yu Xia to accompany her. After all, she has an artist's eye, and she is more aware of beauty than ordinary people.
But Yu Xia didn't have a vacation in the filming crew, so he had to give up.
Hearing the doorbell, Jiang Ruqin was beaming, and warmly welcomed Zhou Hao and his daughter into the house, "Come in, it snowed last night, isn't it cold outside?"
The air conditioner was turned on at home, and Song Yanchu took off the scarf around his neck, "After half a foot of snow, I saw a little snowman downstairs, which little doll is so diligent in the early morning?"
"I don't know, I guess it's the children who go to school in the community, who got up early." Jiang Ruqin smiled, and went to the kitchen to make two glasses of jujube water.
She also likes winter very much, it is covered with snow, every place is pure white and flawless, full of beauty.
Zhou Hao and Song Yanchu sat at home for a while, Song Kang and Jiang Ruqin changed their clothes, and the group went to the bridal shop.
Song Yanchu's wedding dress is a new model of the MGQueen series. It uses 35 meters of organza and sews a total of 7 layers of tulle petticoats to form a flower bud shape.
When Song Yanchu came out of the changing room, everyone's eyes were on her.
Song Kang smiled until his eyes were wrinkled, took Jiang Ruqin's hand, and sighed, "You are more beautiful than you were back then."
Jiang Ruqin was also full of smiles, looking at the happy smile on her daughter's face, "That's right, how could there be such a condition 20 years ago?"
Zhou Hao looked affectionately at the snow-white Song Yanchu, his eyes were stunned.
He had fantasized about having a wedding with Song Yanchu countless times, but he never imagined that his bride would be so beautiful in a wedding dress.
The man's eyes are deep and focused.
Song Yanchu's cheeks flushed slightly from his stare, she walked up to him with a fluffy skirt, and asked softly, "Mr. Zhou, are you satisfied?"
"Satisfied." Zhou Hao rolled his Adam's apple, and replied in a gentlemanly manner.
In fact, he wanted to hold him in his arms and kiss him deeply.
The two stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror and looked at it for a while, then tried on several other wedding dresses.
There were basically no major problems with the wedding dress. The staff wrote down the small details proposed by Song Yanchu and Jiang Ruqin, and continued to revise them later.
After three o'clock in the afternoon, a group of people came out of the bridal shop.
Zhou Hao made a reservation at the restaurant, and after dinner, he took the old man home.
After trying on the wedding dress, Song Yanchu still couldn't calm down, and sat in the passenger seat flipping through the photos taken on the phone.
She felt that the people in the photos were not like herself, how could she be so happy?
In the back seat, Jiang Ruqin said with a smile, "Stop laughing, laughing so loudly, are you shy?"
Song Yanchu sent photos of several wedding dresses to Yu Xia, looked back at Jiang Ruqin, and said coquettishly, "What's there to be shy about, they look good."
Song Kang echoed, "Chu'er is good-looking, and she can look good in any wedding dress, but the wedding dresses Zhou Hao chose are all very good-looking, especially the main dress."
In the man's tone, there was reassurance and gratitude to Zhou Hao.
I am grateful to him for holding his daughter in the palm of his hand and protecting her into a treasure.
Zhou Hao said with a smile, "Xiao Song is still pretty, she looks good in anything she wears."
We arrived at the restaurant at four o'clock, and it was still early for dinner.Song Yanchu accompanied Jiang Ruqin to a nearby shopping mall, and Zhou Hao accompanied Song Kang to wait in the restaurant.
The two men talked for over an hour.
When Song Yanchu and Jiang Ruqin came back, they found that Song Kang's eyes were red, obviously crying.
Song Yanchu was at a loss and looked at Zhou Hao.
Zhou Hao pulled her to his side, held her hand tightly and smiled.
The atmosphere in the box became relaxed after the waiter was called to serve the food.
The screen of Zhou Hao's phone on the table lit up, the man picked it up, and looked suspiciously at Song Yanchu next to him.
Song Yanchu blinked at him.
Zhou Hao picked up his phone and clicked on WeChat.
Wife: [Did you bully my dad while my mother and I were away? 】
Zhou Hao looked up at Song Yanchu, tapped his fingertips on the screen: 【No. 】
Wife: 【Then why is my dad crying? 】
Zhou Hao: [The cabbage that has been raised for more than 20 years has become someone else's, and I feel uncomfortable. 】
Song Yanchu raised her head, looked at Song Kang who was talking to Jiang Ruqin, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
When she was single, Song Kang wished she could find a man to marry right away, and every time he went home, he kept thinking about when he would bring a boy home.
Now that she was getting married, he probably felt very sad.
Song Yanchu took a deep breath, lowered her head and tapped on the screen, [From now on, my father will also be your father, you must be filial to him with me. 】
The message came back in seconds, [Of course. 】
Song Yanchu suddenly thought of something, and quickly clicked on the screen with her fingertips, [Will you cry when your daughter gets married in the future? 】
Zhou Hao didn't return, but stretched out his hand to grab Song Yanchu's hand.
His fingers were cold, the man frowned slightly, and whispered, "Why are your hands so cold?"
"Carrying things without putting your hands in your pockets."
Zhou Hao showed a helpless look, and silently took her other hand, wrapping it to warm her.
During the meal, Song Kang drank wine and held on to Zhou Hao, asking him to reassure that he would treat his daughter well in this life.
Jiang Ruqin pulled Song Kang, worried that Zhou Hao would be unhappy, "His father rarely drinks alcohol, and he doesn't usually do that."
Zhou Hao answered Song Kang's questions seriously again and again.
Promise that in this life, he will give Song Yanchu happiness and not make her sad or sad.
Happy Lantern Festival babies!
(End of this chapter)
At the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, the first snow fell in Jiangcheng.
It rained all night, Song Yanchu woke up, it was foggy and snowy outside the window.
She rubbed her hands together, scratched a few times with her fingertips on the glass, and drew two small figures.
The bedroom door was pushed open, and Zhou Hao stood at the door. The man was wearing a high-necked dark brown sweater. He frowned when he saw the woman by the window, and walked in silently. He took a coat from the hanger and put it on her shoulders. .
"Aren't you afraid of the cold early in the morning?"
Song Yanchu's shoulders felt warm, and she turned her head to show a warm smile to the man. She looked out the window with her clear eyes, and said in a joyful tone, "It's actually snowing."
Zhou Hao put his arms around her, kissed her on the side of the cheek, and replied in a gentle voice, "It was all night last night, but you didn't know."
At the mention of last night, many ambiguous images appeared in Song Yanchu's mind, her cheeks gradually turned crimson, gentle and seductive.
She pushed him away, wrapped her clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up, "You have the nerve to say that!"
"Breakfast is ready, hurry up and eat." The man looked at her slender body and reminded with a smile.
Zhou Hao has been really busy for a while since he decided to go to the Philippines to hold a make-up wedding at the end of the year.
Planning the company's big and small affairs, and accompanying Song Yanchu to choose the wedding dress and wedding matters, he is in a state of overload every day, so naturally he has no time to enjoy the privacy of the bed.
But when he finished his work, Song Yanchu's relatives came to visit, and he was tortured every night holding the nephrite fragrance.
Finally, when Song Yanchu's relatives left, he naturally didn't control himself that night and went too far.
The corner of Zhou Hao's mouth tilted, feeling happy.
Glancing at the snow scene outside the window, and at the little figure Song Yanchu drew on the glass, he took out his phone from his pocket and took a photo.
Today, I made an appointment to try on the wedding dress. Zhou Hao specially invited an Italian wedding dress designer to customize Song Yanchu's wedding dress.
After breakfast, the young couple went to Song's house to pick up Song Kang and Jiang Ruqin.
Song Yanchu originally wanted Yu Xia to accompany her. After all, she has an artist's eye, and she is more aware of beauty than ordinary people.
But Yu Xia didn't have a vacation in the filming crew, so he had to give up.
Hearing the doorbell, Jiang Ruqin was beaming, and warmly welcomed Zhou Hao and his daughter into the house, "Come in, it snowed last night, isn't it cold outside?"
The air conditioner was turned on at home, and Song Yanchu took off the scarf around his neck, "After half a foot of snow, I saw a little snowman downstairs, which little doll is so diligent in the early morning?"
"I don't know, I guess it's the children who go to school in the community, who got up early." Jiang Ruqin smiled, and went to the kitchen to make two glasses of jujube water.
She also likes winter very much, it is covered with snow, every place is pure white and flawless, full of beauty.
Zhou Hao and Song Yanchu sat at home for a while, Song Kang and Jiang Ruqin changed their clothes, and the group went to the bridal shop.
Song Yanchu's wedding dress is a new model of the MGQueen series. It uses 35 meters of organza and sews a total of 7 layers of tulle petticoats to form a flower bud shape.
When Song Yanchu came out of the changing room, everyone's eyes were on her.
Song Kang smiled until his eyes were wrinkled, took Jiang Ruqin's hand, and sighed, "You are more beautiful than you were back then."
Jiang Ruqin was also full of smiles, looking at the happy smile on her daughter's face, "That's right, how could there be such a condition 20 years ago?"
Zhou Hao looked affectionately at the snow-white Song Yanchu, his eyes were stunned.
He had fantasized about having a wedding with Song Yanchu countless times, but he never imagined that his bride would be so beautiful in a wedding dress.
The man's eyes are deep and focused.
Song Yanchu's cheeks flushed slightly from his stare, she walked up to him with a fluffy skirt, and asked softly, "Mr. Zhou, are you satisfied?"
"Satisfied." Zhou Hao rolled his Adam's apple, and replied in a gentlemanly manner.
In fact, he wanted to hold him in his arms and kiss him deeply.
The two stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror and looked at it for a while, then tried on several other wedding dresses.
There were basically no major problems with the wedding dress. The staff wrote down the small details proposed by Song Yanchu and Jiang Ruqin, and continued to revise them later.
After three o'clock in the afternoon, a group of people came out of the bridal shop.
Zhou Hao made a reservation at the restaurant, and after dinner, he took the old man home.
After trying on the wedding dress, Song Yanchu still couldn't calm down, and sat in the passenger seat flipping through the photos taken on the phone.
She felt that the people in the photos were not like herself, how could she be so happy?
In the back seat, Jiang Ruqin said with a smile, "Stop laughing, laughing so loudly, are you shy?"
Song Yanchu sent photos of several wedding dresses to Yu Xia, looked back at Jiang Ruqin, and said coquettishly, "What's there to be shy about, they look good."
Song Kang echoed, "Chu'er is good-looking, and she can look good in any wedding dress, but the wedding dresses Zhou Hao chose are all very good-looking, especially the main dress."
In the man's tone, there was reassurance and gratitude to Zhou Hao.
I am grateful to him for holding his daughter in the palm of his hand and protecting her into a treasure.
Zhou Hao said with a smile, "Xiao Song is still pretty, she looks good in anything she wears."
We arrived at the restaurant at four o'clock, and it was still early for dinner.Song Yanchu accompanied Jiang Ruqin to a nearby shopping mall, and Zhou Hao accompanied Song Kang to wait in the restaurant.
The two men talked for over an hour.
When Song Yanchu and Jiang Ruqin came back, they found that Song Kang's eyes were red, obviously crying.
Song Yanchu was at a loss and looked at Zhou Hao.
Zhou Hao pulled her to his side, held her hand tightly and smiled.
The atmosphere in the box became relaxed after the waiter was called to serve the food.
The screen of Zhou Hao's phone on the table lit up, the man picked it up, and looked suspiciously at Song Yanchu next to him.
Song Yanchu blinked at him.
Zhou Hao picked up his phone and clicked on WeChat.
Wife: [Did you bully my dad while my mother and I were away? 】
Zhou Hao looked up at Song Yanchu, tapped his fingertips on the screen: 【No. 】
Wife: 【Then why is my dad crying? 】
Zhou Hao: [The cabbage that has been raised for more than 20 years has become someone else's, and I feel uncomfortable. 】
Song Yanchu raised her head, looked at Song Kang who was talking to Jiang Ruqin, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
When she was single, Song Kang wished she could find a man to marry right away, and every time he went home, he kept thinking about when he would bring a boy home.
Now that she was getting married, he probably felt very sad.
Song Yanchu took a deep breath, lowered her head and tapped on the screen, [From now on, my father will also be your father, you must be filial to him with me. 】
The message came back in seconds, [Of course. 】
Song Yanchu suddenly thought of something, and quickly clicked on the screen with her fingertips, [Will you cry when your daughter gets married in the future? 】
Zhou Hao didn't return, but stretched out his hand to grab Song Yanchu's hand.
His fingers were cold, the man frowned slightly, and whispered, "Why are your hands so cold?"
"Carrying things without putting your hands in your pockets."
Zhou Hao showed a helpless look, and silently took her other hand, wrapping it to warm her.
During the meal, Song Kang drank wine and held on to Zhou Hao, asking him to reassure that he would treat his daughter well in this life.
Jiang Ruqin pulled Song Kang, worried that Zhou Hao would be unhappy, "His father rarely drinks alcohol, and he doesn't usually do that."
Zhou Hao answered Song Kang's questions seriously again and again.
Promise that in this life, he will give Song Yanchu happiness and not make her sad or sad.
Happy Lantern Festival babies!
(End of this chapter)
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