The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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The bridal shop was ordered by Qian Yikun in the morning. In order to receive Qian Yikun, today's bridal shop is closed to thank you.

So when they went there was only staff in the bridal shop.

But for the wedding dress, there really is no idea. In her view, it is just trouble.

The staff took all of their latest wedding dresses, and they were not interested in it.

Qian Yikun looked back at the boredom, "Don't you like it?"

Could he raise his eyes, could not see anything in his expression.

"It's okay." Murphy said, continuing to play mobile games with his head down.

Qian Yikun walked over and reached for her phone. She looked up and glared at him. Qian Yikun put the phone directly in his pocket. "No matter what you want to do, you have to make yourself glorious that day, right?"

Qian Yikun said, approaching a little bit.

The words in the words are a pattern they often take recently, so it is not surprising that he would say so.

Could he glance at him, push him away and get up to choose a wedding dress.

Qian Yikun straightened up and looked at the woman who turned around, could it be, no matter what you were about to do? What I want to make sure is that you can live well.

Could it be that a low-cut tunic wedding dress was directly passed by Qian Yikun, especially the lower back, which was directly split into the waist, and who to show it to.

Could it be that Qian Yikun looked back: "Did you let me choose?"

"I let you choose not to say that I will agree." Qian Yikun handed over the wedding dress to the staff, and brought a tube top with a long sleeve and a wedding dress.

Could it be: "..."

"Brother, is this the nun's wedding dress?" Could it be that with an unbelievable opening, I really couldn't think of Qian Yikun's vision, could this man be sick?

Qian Yikun tried the clothes in front of her, "I feel good, try it."

"Try your big--"

Qian Yikun suddenly reached out and pressed her lips, glanced at the staff around him, could this social sister be of a little quality?

"Go and try, I'll make a phone call to see if the slippers are recruited." Qian Yikun said, putting the wedding dress in her hands.

Could it be holding the wedding dress in his hand, looking up at Qian Yikun, Qian Yikun reached out and patted her head before turning and leaving.

Could it be that he deliberately said the latter sentence to himself.

Because, she also wants to know if the slippers have moved.

Qian Yikun walked to the door and looked back at the woman who had entered the dressing room, and the phone over there had been connected at the same time.

"No move, this man is also a hard-spoken, why not move." The vice captain said helplessly over there.

Qian Yikun withdrew his gaze. He knew how hard a person's mouth was. It was the kind of person with a particularly hard mouth.

"Shut up first, I'll pass in a while." Qian Yikun said, looking back at the change of the wedding dress.

Qian Yikun's eyes lit up and looked up and down at the woman who was not far away. Slim clothes and gauze fabric just matched her fair skin.

However, Qian Yikun hung up the phone, too thin, this woman is too thin.

After coming out, he stood by the mirror and looked at the rigorous wedding dress that wrapped himself. It was indeed the choice of straight men.

Qian Yikun put away his mobile phone and reached over to stop her slender waist. "Not bad."

Could it be: "..."

Mr. Nao, what is so good?

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