Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 704 The engagement is imminent 3 (dress problem)
The man laughed, and stretched out his hand to pinch the tip of her nose, "You can go directly to get a marriage certificate after getting engaged."

Qiao Yimo raised her eyebrows and smiled, "You seem to have forgotten my age."

She is not of legal marriage age at all.

Leng Juan lost his mind a little, he seemed to have really forgotten.

Because all along, he wanted to marry her in his dreams, so much so that he forgot that she was not yet of legal marriage age. However, if he wanted to get married, age was not a barrier to him.

Seeing the man lost his mind, Qiao Yimo joked, "Old man."

old man?
Leng Juan's expression was slightly gloomy, and he couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Can't the old man satisfy you?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Yimo immediately raised her eyes and glared at him.

This man seems to be able to drive anytime, anywhere.

"Old pervert!"

Hearing what the girl said, the man felt extremely wronged.

She was the one who provoked him first, but now she is going to be charged with several trumped-up charges.

He raised his eyebrows, stared straight into her eyes, and teased, "Can't old men satisfy Momo?"

"But who was it that wrapped my legs around my waist yesterday?"

"Who was it that acted like a baby in my arms yesterday?"

"Who is it that you keep saying you want?"

"Who was the one who said he wanted to marry me in the end?"

"Momo, these words came from your mouth, you will not forget, right?"

impossible!
It's impossible for her to take the initiative to say these words!
Qiao Yimo's ears turned red all of a sudden, she turned her head, "I don't remember saying that."

He liked playing with her now.

He must have made it up himself.

"Okay, then I'll let Momo remember it again." Leng Juan said, and was about to start.

Just as Qiao Yimo was about to take half a step back to dodge, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Hearing the knock on the door, Qiao Yimo breathed a sigh of relief, feeling grateful that he had escaped.

She cast a provocative look at Leng Juan.

"Come in." Leng Juan slightly pursed her thin lips, her voice was deep and displeased.

The door to the living room was slowly pushed open.

Bohua put the wedding design drawing on the table and said respectfully: "Miss Qiao, the scales of the dresses in the picture are all customized according to your circumference, please see which one you like, and I will ask the designer to send the dress over. "

Qiao Yimo glanced at the blueprint on the table.

She said casually, "It doesn't even feel right."

Bohua: "???"

"Miss Qiao, don't you like it? This is customized for you by an excellent designer. The fabric and style are all the latest."

Didn't Ms. Qiao always say random things before?Why are the demands so high this time?
Didn't even look at it, just said no?
"You really don't like it?" Leng Juan stepped forward and hugged the girl's waist.

Qiao Yimo raised her eyebrows, she was very lazy and grateful, and said slowly: "I like it, but you may not like it."

"How does Momo know that I don't like it?" The man laughed.

Qiao Yimo took the album in her hand, glanced at it, and said in a deep voice:

"The first thigh slit design."

"The second open waist design."

"The third backless design."

"The fourth one is even more exaggerated, the V reaches the navel."

She playfully repeated what he had said.

In short, he was very dissatisfied with the slightly exposed flesh.

Leng Juan was exposed by Qiao Yimo's small thoughts, he coughed dryly, pretending to be generous, "This is an engagement wedding, which only happens once in a lifetime, I respect your choice."

"Really?"

"Hmm." The more the man responded, the more guilty he became, and the more he responded, the lower his voice.

Qiao Yimo casually flipped through the album, and when she saw the last dress, she nodded in satisfaction, pointed to the picture, "This one."

Bo Hua looked over and saw that it was an S-curve dress.

Sexy, playful, all rolled into one.

"Miss Qiao, you are so discerning. The designer of the dress you chose came back from further studies in country M. How about the famous designer U in the country? Have you heard of it? How many people want to ask her to design dresses, and she knows Did not agree."

However, this kind of clothes is worn in front of so many people. Can Lord Tired agree?

Bo Hua looked at Leng Juan with some uncertainty, and said hesitantly, "Master Juan, what do you think?"

Looking at the dress, the man felt his throat tighten, and his face was green and black, "Listen to Momo."

The words have been spoken and cannot be taken back.

And Momo didn't show any mercy.Directly choose a dress that can highlight your figure.

Thinking of the hundreds of thousands of men staring at her on the day of the engagement.

He felt very uncomfortable.

But the words spoken are like water poured out, which cannot be taken back.

If she repents, Momo will definitely feel that he is a small belly.

After Bo Hua left, Leng Juan approached Qiao Yimo tentatively.

He whispered carefully in her ear: "Momo, I think the cheongsam you wore at my 26th birthday party is quite suitable for you. Why don't you design it yourself this time?"

His arms, chest, legs, etc. are all wrapped tightly without showing, so he can't be too satisfied.

Qiao Yimo crossed her legs and played with her mobile phone, glanced at the man casually, and murmured, "Is that a dress?"

It must be cotton.

At that time, she designed such clothes to cater to him.

But now there is only one engagement, so of course she has to choose her favorite one.

After all, apart from this time, she doesn't know when she will be able to wear such a beautiful dress.

"Momo, I still don't think it looks good. The other pieces may suit you better."

In fact, what the man said was that the other pieces showed less flesh than this one.

Of course Qiao Yimo understood.

Obviously sour as to die, but also stubborn.

But what Qiao Yimo didn't expect was that the man was so generous this time, he said directly: "Okay, Momo, as long as you are happy, I will ask Bohua to send the dress over as soon as possible."

Qiao Yimo ignored her, said "Oh" and started playing mobile games.

After a while, the man stood in front of her seriously, and said solemnly: "Momo, this time the matter of the dress may not be able to fulfill your wish."

"Why?" She heard it, and looked up at him directly.

The man frowned, and said angrily, "The designer has something to do temporarily, so he didn't make the finished product."

"It will probably take about three days."

"But our engagement is tomorrow, so it's too late."

"Why don't you choose something else?"

All kinds of suggestions that men seem to be very considerate are actually.
Qiao Yimo twitched the corners of her mouth when she heard the words, a helpless and speechless expression was written all over her face.

Leng Juan pretended to be a little angry, and scolded in a low voice: "What kind of designer is this, he is so irresponsible."

"She actually forgot such an important thing, she has no sense of responsibility at all."

"If my engagement with Momo fails, I have to settle the score with her."

"It's not enough to settle accounts, it's better to block her directly in the design industry."

"Humph."

"Momo, don't be angry, I will deal with her personally after the engagement ceremony is over."

The man cursed.

"But I've already seen the finished product!"

Suddenly, Qiao Yimo dropped this heavy news.

(End of this chapter)