Mysterious lover: See you tonight, President

Feng Shen and his family are the gateway to face. No one dares to announce the news of Feng Ming's escape from marriage.

But Shen yanen has his own pride and bottom line.

Feng Ming embarrasses her in front of so many people. Most women are so angry that they have already left.

She is calm, changed clothes with Bai Su, asked Han Zhaoxue and Bai Su to help her cover here, she took high heels, jumped out of the window and left.

She is not in the mood to listen to the quarrels and consolations of the elders of the two families later. Why does she want to stay here to wipe his ass? If she doesn't go out to make trouble, it will give the two families enough face.

Han Zhaoxue sighs that Shen yanen's style is not surprising. He was stuck in the boys' dormitory to tell him.

And now his attention is all on Bai su.

She dressed in white gauze and put on make-up, which seemed to give Han Zhaoxue the illusion of returning to her wedding seven years ago.

But now the white pigment, less astringent, more mature, the whole body has a gentle temperament, a kind of... He likes temperament.

Han Zhaoxue's line of sight some burning, white element not quite comfortable will be a word shoulder wedding dress to the shoulder slightly raised some.

People want to be thinner, so this kind of custom-made wedding dress doesn't fit so well. Her chest is a little loose. If she moves a little, her clothes will slide down. The ordinary wedding dress just gives her a sense of temptation.

Han Zhaoxue's throat slipped for a while, and her voice was slightly low. "Don't move, I'll help you."

"No more."

Bai Su raised his shoulder, and his cheek was inexplicably hot. "I'll just take a paper clip and don't give it a second."

Han Zhaoxue did not speak, directly around her hand, picked up the paper clip on the table, gently put her shoulder hair aside.

Hair tip scratched shoulder, some itch, white element uneasily moved shoulder, butterfly bone with her action gently floating, unspeakable beautiful.

Han Zhaoxue's eyes darkened when her finger touched her butterfly bone.

Bai Su is tense all over. She suddenly feels that something soft and warm falls on her shoulder. She is startled and bounces aside. She pulls her chest and stares at Han Zhaoxue, with some complaints in her eyes.

Han Zhaoxue's eyebrows and eyes were light, and he said solemnly, "what's the matter?"

He looked so calm that he didn't know what happened. Even Bai Su felt that he was overreacting. But just now, what fell on his shoulder was a kiss

Does Han Zhaoxue kiss her shoulder, secretly?

How could it be? How could he do such a thing? I still don't admit it.

It's her illusion.

But... It's too real

"No, it's OK."

She took the paper clip and whispered, "I'll do it myself."

Then he quickly fixed his clothes with a paper clip under his armpit, which seemed to fit much better.

Han Zhaoxue was a little disappointed, licked her lips, laughed and said in a low voice, "you look better than her."

Bai Su A Leng, suddenly don't know how to answer words.

Han Zhaoxue's words are frivolous, but his tone is not frivolous. His tone is very natural, just like what he said, which is what he thought.

Bai Su pulled her skirt uneasily and said in a low voice, "what should I do when people come here?"

"Come on," Han Zhaoxue did not care, "we help them save face, they also want to avenge?"

That's what I said, but Bai Su always felt insecure.

Even if the bridegroom escaped, now the bride is gone. There are so many dignified guests outside. It's not as easy as Han Zhaoxue said.

She used to wring her fingers when she was worried.

"Don't be afraid," Han Zhaoxue's voice sounded in her ear. As soon as she looked back, Han Zhaoxue was standing a few centimeters away from her. His breath was so close to her. He was close to her ear and whispered, "I'm here."

At that moment, Bai Su suddenly felt at ease. There was no reason to trust her.

Han Zhaoxue suddenly reached out and stroked the hair on her cheek behind her ears. Bai Su was a little embarrassed and hid for a while. He asked the topic, "I, I want to take my daughter over for two days in a few days, OK?"

She was so flustered and nervous that she even forgot that the custody of her daughter was hers. She didn't need to use any tone of request.

Han Zhaoxue saw out, his heart a, just want to speak, outside rang out a burst of rapid footsteps.

Outside the door, Mr. Shen walked forward with a piece of cold paper. Mr. Feng ran after him with a crutch and explained, "brother Shen, my father-in-law, don't be angry. I've asked someone to find that smelly boy. When I get back, I'll ask him to apologize to you. You can deal with him as you like."

"It's a shame

Mr. Shen said coldly, "it's a joke. When we get married, it's just for fun. So many people are watching. He said to go away. How can I let my daughter go out and meet people in the future?"

"Look what you say. Yan en is my daughter-in-law. I love her as much as you do, but we have to take care of the overall situation. Let's push back the time of the ceremony and wait for the boy to come back. Can't we continue to do it? Yan en is so knowledgeable and reasonable, and will certainly take care of the overall situation."

Mr. Shen was so angry that he said, "why should my daughter wipe your son's ass? He's more than 30 years old. He doesn't even have the ability to judge and the sense of responsibility. What's the date today? The day they get married! Children's play! What a joke

"Then what do you say?" Mr. Feng's face is not very good-looking, he is so low-key, the old Shen head back to his face, who has no temper. "Do you want me to go out now and say, I'm sorry, everyone, let you go for nothing today, my son escaped marriage, this said out, you Shen's face is not light."

"You --"

Mr. Shen was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. With a snort, he swung his sleeve and pushed open the door of the dressing room. "Yan en, dad told you..."

Mr. Shen said only half of what he said. When he saw the man in the dressing room, the second half of his words got stuck in his throat.

"What's the matter, Yan en?"

Mr. Shen stares at Bai Su, a little confused.

It's a big change. It's her daughter Shen yanen who just wore the wedding dress. Now she's the girl.

Seeing that there was something wrong in it, Feng ran in. As a result, his attitude immediately turned around, "good old man, how about getting married? I'll give you a son, and you'll get a fake daughter-in-law? You don't mean to say me! "

"Shut up, yan'en. When you come in, you're not watching. What's the fake daughter-in-law?"

Fenglaozi hummed, "it's fake now anyway."

Mr. Shen ignored him and said, "where's my daughter? Why are you here?"

Although Mr. Shen is kind-hearted, he is especially bluffing when he stretches his face.

Bai Su clenched her hands and was a little nervous. Just as she was about to explain, Han Zhaoxue took the lead in saying, "Mr. Shen, it doesn't matter where Miss Shen has gone, because she won't come to the wedding without the bridegroom today. Now it's important to know how to come to Yuanyuan."

Mr. Feng will not be able to laugh at this moment, because Han Zhaoxue's words poked into their hearts. On the day of their marriage, both sides escaped, which is probably the most shameful.

Old Mr. Feng poked his crutch and said, "this son of a bitch!"

Mr. Shen is also calm and speechless.

Sure enough, they are two old men who want to lose face.

Han Zhaoxue saw both sides calm down, and then said, "I have a way, but I need the cooperation of two old men."

The two old men looked at each other and said nothing.

Mr. Feng looked at Han Zhaoxue and asked, "who are you?"

Han Zhaoxue smile, "I'm Feng Ming's friend, Han Zhaoxue."

"You are the son of the Han family." Mr. Feng was surprised. "No wonder I look familiar." Then he raised his chin. "What can you do?"

"It's very simple," Han Zhaoxue said in a low voice, looking at Bai su. "It's announced to the public that today's double happiness is coming. The bride is pregnant, and she's going to the hospital. The wedding is delayed."

"Can you do it? There are so many media outside..."

Although Mr. Shen said so, his tone has been shaken.

Han Zhaoxue goes over and covers the veil with white pigment. A thin layer of white yarn stands between them. White pigment can vaguely see Han Zhaoxue's face.

He's looking at her.

Her eyes dropped suddenly.

Han Zhaoxue's eyes softened a little and turned to ask Feng, "if I don't tell you this is Miss Shen, can you tell?"

Master Feng can't really see it. Let alone, once the veil is covered, the figure is really similar, like master Shen. This kind of day and night relationship can be recognized at a glance, but other unfamiliar ones can't be seen.

After they discussed the countermeasures, Mr. Feng went out to deal with the guests first.

Make up room, just make up artist, a face dignified to white element makeup.

She consciously according to Shen yan'en's facial features painting, just this with Shen yan'en three or four similar face, into seven or eight points.

At the end, a little frightened, he asked master Shen, "is this OK?"

Mr. Shen was slightly stunned when he saw it. After a while, he murmured, "like..."

Bai Su is still worried, "can you do this? I'll go out later, and the reporter will take pictures of you."

"I wear a mask," Han Zhaoxue said with a smile. "The media must be more concerned about your pregnancy, so you are the focus of their follow-up."

Bai Su choked and murmured, "I'm not pregnant."

"What did you say?"

Bai Su shut up.

After changing clothes and pretending to be good, Han Zhaoxue stooped to pick up Bai Su and said in a low voice, "let's go."

They start from the back. Han Zhaoxue wears a mask and lowers her head slightly. She holds Bai Su tightly. Mr. Shen follows closely. She looks very nervous.

Their bodies are next to each other. Bai Su can feel the burning heat from Han Zhaoxue's chest. She loosens her fingers uneasily.

Just move, Han Zhaoxue hugged her, "don't move, hold me tight."