Marriage Defense

It turns out to be a bit of an eye opener.

Lin Yan was angry and funny, "I don't want to wear this red suit. Besides, other people look at me, doesn't it mean that I have charm?"

"But I don't want them to see you." Bo Leng took her arm and shook her.

This picture of the little girl's coquettish appearance, made on him, really makes people's teeth sour.

Several stylists quickly lowered their heads and pretended that they didn't see anything, but their ears were standing high.

Lin Yan did not move, comforted him: "husband, you should think so, I dress up pretty, they look at me, but they can't touch me, only you can, they will envy you, do you believe it?"

"Is it?" Thin cold began to shake, the surface also appeared the color of vanity.

Lin Yan saw this, and added fuel to the vinegar, "of course, husband, you think about it, there is a beautiful and domineering wife, others can only see but not touch, only you can, they will envy you, envy you, this is not a very proud thing?"

"Yes." Thin cold silly secondment.

"So, I'm going to change." Lin Yan happily walked into the bathroom.

Bo Leng wakes up, sees the closed bathroom door, and reaches out Erkang's hand, crying and laughing.

She took it with her.

Come on, she's right. That's it.

By the time Lin Yan finished changing her clothes, several stylists had left, the one who suggested that she wear red to look good.

Bo Leng sat on the sofa drinking water, and saw Lin Yan come out. His eyes were full of amazement. He looked at her without blinking. He was reluctant to move his eyes. Even his eyes were shining like wolves.

Lin Yan saw him this pair of crazy man appearance, does not retreat but advances, deliberately stands out the chest, toward his amorous feelings smile, "husband, good-looking?"

"Good looking." Bo Leng nodded, his eyes purred in her body, and the water in the cup in his hand came out without knowing.

Lin Yan walked up to him and turned around, "how good does it look?"

Thin cold eyes a squint, a floor to her arms, bad smile, "good-looking to me now like tearing on the degree!"

"Fuck you." Lin Yanhong slapped him with a red face and then looked at the stylist, "if there are outsiders, you don't want to be restrained!"

"What are we afraid of? Who let us be husband and wife, wife kiss one."

Then he broke off Lin Yan's head, aimed at her lips and kissed her.

Lin Yan didn't say a word, and then he was immersed.

The stylist covered his mouth and looked at the scene in surprise, frightened by the openness and love of the father.

She didn't know what their identities were, but seeing that they could live in the top presidential suite of imperial group and buy so many world-class professional suits at one time, it was obvious that their life experience was not simple.

Is it not to say that the combination of rich people is basically interests, and few feelings?

It seems that these two are really together for love. How loving they are.

If she had a good stylist, she would be envious of her husband.

A few minutes later, Bo Leng went to the bathroom and began to wash. Lin Yan went to the stylist with a red face, "help me do my hair."

"Yes, ma'am, please sit down. I'll make you a hairstyle suitable for this suit."

The stylist said and took out a variety of hair tools, and cosmetics.

In the process of doing the hair, the stylist did not hold back the gossip and said to Lin Yan, "madam, you and your husband are so fond of each other. It's really enviable."

Of course, the stylist said this, purely exclamation, and did not expect to get a response.

But Lin Yan responded to her, "well, because we really love each other, that's why we love each other. As long as the couple who really love each other, they will be the same as us."

So, there should be no mistake.

The stylist nodded with approval, "yes, but there are many people who love each other in the world, but the sincere ones are not necessarily. Many of them are love before marriage, and after marriage, because of the trivia of life, their feelings gradually fade."

"You seem to have a lot of experience." Lin Yan smiles.

The stylist sighed and gave a sad smile. "I was married once before. My ex husband and I were college classmates. We spent four years on campus together. After graduation, we worked hard for two years, and then we got married. At the beginning, we were very fond of each other. However, because of the house, the car, the fuel, the children, the old people on both sides, and so on, we lost our feelings Ping got divorced, and then I went to learn make-up and modeling. "

Lin Yan didn't expect that the stylist was also divorced once, just like himself.

A sense of closeness came from him. Lin Yan said with a smile: "I was divorced once, too."

"What?" The stylist was shocked.

Lin Yan nodded, "well, it's true. I was divorced once, and now it's my second marriage. My first marriage is not happy. My ex husband was not good to me. Until I met my present husband, I know what the real happiness between husband and wife is. So you don't have to be sentimental. You and your ex husband are just because of the lack of love and bread, It's just that you can't reach a balance. Now that you have bread, you can certainly regain your love and meet the person who really belongs to youWhat is marriage? Love and bread are popular.

Two kinds of one can not be less! Together, love can go long and excited.

Love without bread will only face endless quarrels and troubles. Finally, those who are originally in love will turn against each other or separate into old ones.

It's not good to have bread without love. What's the meaning of making a mess of the sacred marriage? For example, she and Shen Jincheng.

After listening to Lin Yan's words, the stylist pondered, and the movements on his hands slowed down. Lin Yan did not urge her to think about it.

After five minutes, the stylist thought it over and said sorry. After that, he sincerely appreciated Lin Yan and said, "thank you, madam."

"Thank you for what I do. I'm just saying my own opinion." Lin Yan said with a smile, "keep doing your hair."

At the door of the bathroom, Bo Leng didn't know how long he had been there. He looked at Lin Yan's back. His eyes were full of tenderness and the expression on his face was gentle admiration.

He heard what she said to the stylist just now. He can't ask for his wife.

About half an hour has passed.

Lin's new model came out. She looked at herself in the mirror, a bright red occupation suit. Her hair was high and high, and she showed her long white white swan neck with a simple diamond necklace. Her face was painted with elegant makeup, and her eyes were slightly upturned, drawing out a woman's domineering and fierce.