Chapter 816
Zhao Dong moved his chair and hid back.

Liang Xiao was surprised, "Zhao Dong, what do you mean? Why are you sitting so far away?"

Zhao Dong sighed, "You women, you are too vindictive. I can't afford to offend you. It's better to provoke less!"

Liang Xiao pouted, "Virtue, you haven't done anything wrong, why are you so afraid of me?"

Saying that, she stood up, "Okay, let's go, don't sit here and wait, you go try on clothes too."

Liang Xiao introduced while walking.

It was similar to Sophie's. The two clothes came as a set, and they were all handmade.

Of course, in order to create a wedding effect, it is in line with the aesthetics of modern people.

In the process of sewing, most of the ancient system was kept as much as possible, but some details were still exaggerated for film and television.

Moreover, men's dresses are also relatively simple. Although the workmanship is similar, the process and style are relatively simpler than women's dresses, and they are not so complicated to wear.

But even so, it is difficult for one person to operate.

However, most of the staff were on Sophie's side, so that Zhao Dong was in a hurry and didn't get dressed for a long time.

Liang Xiao stepped forward helplessly, patted and said: "Clumsy, let go, I'll do it!"

As she spoke, she took the initiative to take the clothes and helped Zhao Dong dress them up one by one.

Soon, Liang Xiao regretted it.

When putting on clothes, the unavoidable contact made her feel uncomfortable and weird.

Especially when it is tied to the belt around the waist, reach out and hug it.

As she approached, she felt her heart beat faster!
Zhao Dong was not feeling well either.

As they got closer, the smell of perfume on Liang Xiao's body penetrated straight into his nose, and the fiery breath invaded, and the heat was astonishing.

Zhao Dong didn't dare to bow his head, and didn't dare to move around.

Stretch out your arms like a puppet.

After finally finishing the work, Zhao Dong was fine, but Liang Xiao was sweating all over.

She backed away a few steps, and seeing Zhao Dong's unwavering gaze, she couldn't help teasing, "Zhao Dong, tell me, you're the one getting married, why am I so busy like a little maid?"

Zhao Dong waved his hands hastily, "Don't, how dare I let Master Liang be my maid?"

"Those fans of yours, why don't you drown me with saliva?"

Liang Xiao chuckled, "It's good that you know!"

"If you dare to tell what happened just now, I can't spare you!"

"Okay, let's see where it doesn't fit, and tell the staff later, and I'll help you modify it later."

Zhao Dong nodded and took a look in the mirror.

Wearing ancient costumes for the first time is somewhat awkward.

Liang Xiao stood not far away, with strange eyes.

I always feel that under the cross-dressing, Zhao Dong's whole temperament is turned upside down.

Zhao Dong looked at her through the mirror, "How about it, do you feel neither fish nor fowl?"

Liang Xiao stepped forward, tidied up Zhao Dong's clothes, and then said carefully, "Not bad!"

"To be honest, I don't really appreciate men these days. Their bones are thin and they are full of girlishness."

"When it comes to maintenance and skin care, she is more proficient than us women."

"Some men have even better skin than mine."

"I'm not flattering you. I've seen a lot of men in ancient costumes. It's rare to see men who can wear them with style."

"You... have the air of a king, barely worthy of Miss Su!"

Zhao Dong was speechless, "Are you praising or scolding?"

"You can just call me rough-skinned and thick-skinned!"

Liang Xiao laughed in a good mood, "It's good that you know!"

"Okay, I'll go see what's going on with Miss Su, don't follow me!"

She didn't look any further, and waited for the staff to come over to take over, and she backed out shyly.

When Sophie came out of the fitting room, her whole face was flushed.

Zhao Dong stepped forward and hugged him, "How about it, are you satisfied?"

Sophie proudly said: "Sister Liang Xiao won't let me tell you, let me surprise you on your wedding day!"

……

In the evening, Zhao Dong still had arrangements to send Sophie back first.

Just after finishing her work, Tang Rou called, "Hey, Zhao is very busy. I haven't received your call for a day. I agreed to invite me to dinner tonight. Did you forget?"

Zhao Dong explained, "Don't dare, I went to see the wedding planning with my wife in the afternoon, and I just finished my work."

Tang Rou teased, "I can't tell, is he a good man who loves his wife? It's alright, I'll send you the address later, hurry over here!"

Zhao Dong received the address without any delay, and arrived at the place half an hour later.

The location is a western restaurant with a relatively high-end environment.

Zhao Dong was taken aback when he walked over, there was obviously something wrong with Tang Rou today, she was wearing a long wine red dress, showing her figure unevenly.

There was a wind blowing, and the skirt was lifted by the wind.

Under the embellishment of high heels, the ankles are slender and the insteps are fair.

Zhao Dong's eyes were raised, the shoulders of the long skirt were half open, and a lambskin coat was wrapped around his body, which was full of femininity.

However, she obviously wore makeup today.

Holding the handbag with both hands, he looks wandering, probably waiting for someone, and the long eyelashes are extraordinarily charming.

Zhao Dong coughed far away, and only then did he attract her attention.

Tang Rou stepped forward, "Why is it taking so long?"

Zhao Dong explained, "There is a traffic jam on the road!"

Tang Rou nodded, "Let's go, let's go in, the seats are already reserved."

Zhao Dong stood still, "Wait, didn't you just wait for someone? Don't wait?"

Tang Rou rolled her eyes, "I'm just waiting for you!"

Zhao Dong pointed, "Are you waiting for me in this suit? Could it be a Hongmen Banquet?"

Tang Rou said angrily, "Stop talking nonsense, are you going or not?"

Zhao Dong shook his head, "Don't go, Director Tang, you're so nice, why do you want to be a woman all of a sudden?"

Tang Rou scolded: "Damn it, Zhao Dong, can you stop being so wicked? Since when is my mother not a woman?"

Zhao Dong stepped back, "I never regarded you as a woman!"

Tang Rou couldn't help saying, "Stop talking nonsense!"

"Let me tell you, all the information Xiao Wu found for you is with me. If you dare to leave today, I promise you will regret it!"

Zhao Dong sneered, "I'm afraid of you?"

Tang Rou smiled tentatively, "Hmph, well behaved, behind your Queen Su's back, go to investigate a woman named Meng Jiao?"

"Zhao Dong, tell me, if I give this information to Sophie, how will she deal with you?"

Zhao Dong didn't care, "You can do whatever you want, my wife knows about it."

Seeing that the threat was unsuccessful, Tang Rou took the initiative to step forward and said in a low voice, "If you dare to leave, I will moleste right now!"

Zhao Dong was depressed, "Damn it, didn't you just say that you are a woman? Can you be a lady?"

The corner of Tang Rou's mouth rose, "I can't be too gentle with you!"

As she spoke, she stepped on her toe hard.

Zhao Dong scolded: "Stinky Sanba, are you fucking doing this again?"

Tang Rou ignored it and pulled him away.

By the window, there was a man wearing a suit, sitting there a little awkwardly.

Seeing Tang Rou, he hurriedly got up, but before he could open his mouth, his eyes fixed on Zhao Dong!

Zhao Dong understood, and couldn't help complaining, "Tang Rou, if you're on a blind date, you're on a blind date, why did you drag me here?"

Tang Rou clamped his arm, "Zhao Dong, at least I'll be with you in adversity, are you just watching me in adversity? Are you a brother?"

(End of this chapter)

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