Wife Capture: Leng Mei Boss loves to the bone

Huangfu Yao caught a glimpse of the huge wedding photo, her eyes darkened, and then she returned to indifference without leaving a trace of strangeness.

When Luo Qian came out again, she had already changed into a suit of clothes, and the high collar covered her neck tightly.

Looking back, he still didn't forget to give Ning Xiaotong and Huangfu Yao an angry look.

Ning Xiaotong and Huangfu Yao once again smiled tacitly.

But Ning Xiaotong still reminded, "Qianqian, tell your family to be careful, after all, you will get married the day after tomorrow, and you still have such a big disturbance, what will you do at the wedding?"

Luo Qian looked angrily, "I will deal with him later."

"By the way, have you two had breakfast?"

He got the answer that Ning Xiaotong and Huangfu Yao kept nodding.

Huangfu Yao joked instead, "It's you, why don't you cook for Song Gang?"

"Sleeping like a dead pig, I don't care about him." Luo Qian curled her lips.

Ning Xiaotong didn't expose Luo Qian's small thoughts.

When I first transferred to the kitchen, the breakfast that had been prepared earlier was placed on the dining table, okay?

It's really duplicity, because Yaoyao was present, afraid of causing her sadness, so I didn't point it out.

The three women were about the same age, so they got along very well.

The dress of the bridesmaids is a light blue round skirt, quite draped, with handmade flowers on the chest, the style is very novel.

Ning Xiaotong and Huangfu Yao came out after changing their clothes, and saw Luo Qian nodding in satisfaction.

"I asked you two to be my bridesmaids, and I don't disgrace my eyes." Luo Qian nodded her chin in praise.

Wearing the floor-length skirt on Ning Xiaotong, she looked like an elegant lady, her gestures were full of elegance.

The same clothes, put on Huangfu Yao's body, set off that elegant face, adding a bit of grace, like a lady from a wealthy family in the south of the Yangtze River, soft and virtuous.

Ning Xiaotong was looking in the mirror, hearing Luo Qian's praise, she couldn't laugh or cry, "Just tell me, because Yaoyao and I are good-looking."

"Cut, narcissism." Luo Qian chirped, but she still agreed with what Ning Xiaotong said in her heart.

As the saying goes, people depend on their clothes. The two girls are already beautiful, but wearing such beautiful clothes makes them even more beautiful.

Also, Luo Qian was also very jealous of Ning Xiaotong's baby-like fat skin, watery, as if she could squeeze out water with just a pinch.

She also has an enviable figure, not at all like someone who has given birth to a child.

At this moment, just a change of clothes, and the waterfall-like hair tied into a simple bun gave people a different feeling.

Yaoyao and Huangfu Lin, who are siblings, already had good-looking oval faces, but now wearing a tailor-made long skirt, they naturally vividly interpreted that graceful temperament.

Luo Qian pretended to complain, "Oh, you said that at the wedding, when people saw such a beautiful bridesmaid, they almost ignored me as a bride-to-be."

Ning Xiaotong and Huangfu Yao looked at each other helplessly, and they both walked over to hold Luo Qian's arm, "How come, no matter how beautiful we are, we are far less beautiful than the bride."

"You know, the most beautiful person in this world is the moment when your beloved puts a ring on you and announces that you are his wife at the wedding."

Luo Qian couldn't laugh or cry when two people spoke to each other.

"Okay, I'm joking, you two are in a hurry."

Ning Xiaotong stuck out her tongue mischievously, knowing that Qianqian was joking, but Ning Xiaotong still noticed Luo Qian's slight nervousness.

That's why I deliberately said what I said just now to An Luoqian's heart.