A week later, Yecheng.

"Nian Nian, don't make this evening dress too beautiful!"

"Pick whatever you want."

"Niannian, this jewelry is very exquisite!"

"Choose whatever you want."

"Niannian, my shoes don't match my clothes. Can you choose a pair here?"

"You can choose any size you want."

"Niannian, your husband is so handsome! Can you give me half?" yuan Yayin, holding a wedding photo, looked at the hero in the photo, and her saliva flowed out.

"Looking for death! Isn't it?" Feng Yinian, sitting on the bed, glanced at the woman over the sofa.

"No, no!" yuan Yayin glanced at today's bride, bowed her head and continued to look through the album.

Yes, today is Gu Beicheng's wedding to Feng Yinian.

Such an important day, of course, is back to Yecheng.

Now everyone's villa is the place given to Feng Yinian by the old lady of Gu's family, and the scale can be counted to the top in Yecheng.

More than a dozen friends came early in the morning.

There are a lot of things to be busy, but there are many people and great strength. Soon, we get together in twos and threes to eat, drink and have fun.

Feng Yinian doesn't tolerate sharing anything with her friends, of course, except her men.

Everyone is in a hurry, busy, enjoying delicious food, and talking together. The room is very lively!

On the contrary, the most leisurely looking person is today's bride.

"Niannian, I still think the second wedding dress is more suitable. You see, your man has chosen a suit. This is a photo just sent by FeiMo."

Ye Shushu sat down beside Feng Yinian, turned on his mobile phone and put the photo to the largest.

Seeing his man's side face, Feng Yinian immediately came to the spirit and robbed the mobile phone.

Worthy of her man, he is so handsome no matter how he looks!

In the photo, Gu Beicheng, dressed in formal clothes, stands in front of the whole body mirror.

Short hair is obviously combed, giving people a meticulous sense of neatness.

Just a side face can make people scream! It's fascinating.

Her man is so handsome! Feng Yinian couldn't help feeling.

I don't know if it's a full body photo taken by a woman. You must see the whole set of clothes. In this photo, the seventh master looks taller than usual.

The figure in the golden ratio, even the simplest clothes, can wear the breath of the emperor.

What's more, on such an important day, the seventh master can't wear low-end clothes.

This suit is so different at first sight. Is it because it is worn on your man? I can't tell one from the other.

The slender legs, one after another, look very carefree.

The most attractive thing is the position of Qi Ye's hands. The hand close to the camera is still inserted in his trouser pocket, but the hand on the other side seems to be tidying up his hair.

Don't say your man is so coquettish. I haven't seen Feng Yinian. She doesn't even see him looking in the mirror.

Suddenly, I found that the original seventh master still had so many aspects I didn't know. I must pay close attention to and enjoy them in the future.

"How? Is the second one better?" Ye Shushu's voice sounded.

But the girl who is still enjoying the photos doesn't seem to hear.

"Nian Nian, are you listening to me?" Ye Shushu raised the volume a little.

Today, there are two bridesmaids, the other is yuan Yayin, who only cares about eating, drinking and fun, so things almost fall on Ye Shushu, and she can't be in a hurry.

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