I got married today

Chapter 886
He asked for the marriage, and the wedding was what he said he would do, and now he's putting on all sorts of expressions, obviously on purpose!
The boss saw that the business was about to turn bad, so he hurriedly said, "Actually, Mrs. Fu can take a look at this one. This one is the new one we came in, from Chanel. The style of this one is fairy style, and it is the most popular in today's show. Look at the style, its design features are concealed but not exposed, and hazy. Embroidered spun yarn is added to the traditional tube top skirt, which is not only elegant and beautiful, but also very in line with Mr. Fu's requirements and Mrs. Fu's temperament. "

Han Xiaoye heard what he said, so he looked at it, and couldn't turn his eyes away.The white wedding dress, whether it is the head cover or the embroidery of the wedding dress, is exquisite, and the beauty is really as fairy-like as the boss said.No woman can resist the temptation of jewelry and fine clothes, and she, too, can't help but look closely.

"Mrs. Fu, if you like, you can try it later. The wedding dress is in our shop."

"is it okay?"

"You are our distinguished guest, of course you can." The boss smiled flatteringly, "Mrs. Fu, if you decide on this wedding dress, I recommend you choose this suit for Mr. Fu."

Han Xiaoye flipped to the suit he was talking about, but didn't think there was anything special about it.It seems that men's suits are like that, anyway, they are white shirts and jackets.

"Why not. Let's try it together. Our photographer is here today. Let him take a picture for you to see the effect."

"Okay."

Han Xiaoye readily agreed, and the next second, she was depressed again, what if Fu Zhiyan didn't cooperate?She can't just take pictures there by herself in a wedding dress, can she?

"Calculate……"

Before he could utter the words, the man beside him had already stood up, "Where can I change?"

The boss quickly took them inside, "Boss Fu, it's right here."

"Let's go."

The corner of Han Xiaoye's mouth curled up, "Okay." He followed.

To change the wedding dress, it is impossible to just put on a ponytail and do the hairstyle, and do a little bridal makeup.

Han Xiaoye was afraid that he had been waiting outside for a long time, so he told the makeup artist to do a simple makeup.After a while, she curled her hair, changed her clothes, and walked out step by step.

Outside, Fu Zhiyan had been waiting for a while, and seeing her come out, Danfeng's eyes lit up a little.

The boss has already stepped forward and praised, "It's so beautiful! Mrs. Fu, this wedding dress is tailor-made for you. Both the temperament and the effect of wearing it are impeccable. If you don't look in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror have a look."

Han Xiaoye went to the big mirror and took a picture for himself.

Although what the boss said was a bit exaggerated, I have to say that she wore this wedding dress really well, not to mention her figure was properly outlined, but it was not vulgar.Not to mention the color showing off the skin, the style is just right to block her arms that are still a little fleshy.With fluffy curly hair, short just to the neck, sexy and playful.

Han Xiaoye couldn't help but spun around smugly, the skirt looked even better when it flew up.The corners of her mouth were about to turn up, and she proudly asked the man sitting on the sofa, "How is it, is it beautiful?"

Fu Zhiyan originally wanted to praise her, but when he saw that her tail was going up to the sky, he pursed his thin lips, "It's not bad."

"It's just okay?" Han Xiaoye was dissatisfied, she looked in the mirror, she was obviously very beautiful, but he only said it was okay.

"Who is it? Good-looking is good-looking. It's okay. Mensao." Although the voice was low, everyone in the store heard it.Similarities and differences, sneak peeks at the noble man.

The corner of Fu Zhiyan's mouth twitched fiercely, "Han Xiaoye."

She has really become more and more arrogant recently, almost lawless.

The person who was called didn't hold back at all, and was completely perfunctory, "Okay, if it's okay, it's okay, I'm sorry for the clothes, let it make do."

Fu Zhiyan frowned, when did he have that meaning?

Han Xiaoye just said that, and he was still in a good mood after he finished speaking. He turned around and said to the boss, "Shop Manager, didn't you say that there is a photographer here? Can you take a picture for us now?"

"Okay, I'll call someone right away."

The boss hurried to call the man with the professional SLR camera on his back.

The man adjusted the focus of the DSLR, squatted down to find a good angle, and said, "You two, can you get closer?"

Han Xiaoye took the initiative to move to a closer position.

"Okay, come a little closer."

She moved a little closer.

"Okay, very good, very good, I counted to 321, you all smile."

"3."

Han Xiaoye glanced at the people around him, reached out and took his arm.

"2."

She leaned over again, beaming.

"1."

"OK."

"Finished? Let me see."

She walked over quickly and flipped through the SLR first. The photographer didn't expect her to use this camera, so he was surprised, "Mrs. Fu, you also play with cameras?"

"Play."

The group of photos she took in Ali with Professor Cambridge last time won an international award.She just doesn't want to be a professional photographer, because a professional photographer needs to go to many places to take pictures, and may not be at home all year round.Compared with her hobby of taking pictures, she cares more about the two men and one woman at home.

She looked at the photo, how to say, it was pretty, but it was not the style she wanted.

"Do you have a tripod?" Han Xiaoye said suddenly with a flash of inspiration.

"Yes, I have."

"Can you please take it out and use it for me?"

"can."

The photographer went to get a tripod, and Han Xiaoye walked around the store wearing a wedding dress with a SLR camera, and occasionally put the camera in front of his eyes to make gestures.

I was not particularly satisfied all the way to the door.

Suddenly, she noticed the glass door of the photo studio. She was wearing a wedding dress, walked outside the door, and gestured towards the inside.

"Little uncle, come here."

Fu Zhiyan frowned, but still listened to her and came over.

"Okay, hold still. Right here." Her eyes sparkled. "Perfect!"

The photographer brought the tripod over, she gestured for the height, adjusted the mode and focus, and ran in.

"Little uncle, you face me."

"..."

"Come on, face me."

Fu Zhiyan had nothing to do with her, so he turned to her.In the next second, someone hooked his neck, and he didn't know how to write the word reserved, and kissed him on his thin lips.

Just then, the spotlight flashed.She jumped from gnawing her mouth again, and hugged the man.Fu Zhiyan was caught off guard and was almost thrown down by her. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and reached out to hug her.

Han Xiaoye smiled happily, put his arms around his neck, and looked at the camera with a smile.

"Little uncle, eggplant."

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(End of this chapter)