"Teacher Jiang's mouth is as sweet as ever!"
Yan Nian put his arms around Jiang Beiyuan's neck, tidied the tie in front of him considerately, and nuzzled him in his arms.
"This suit is not bad. It makes Teacher Jiang very elegant."
Appropriate praise can help enhance the relationship between husband and wife. This trick was taught to Yan Nian by Ding Baoyi.
"Ahem,"
Jiang Beiyuan suddenly coughed twice and gently pulled away from her.
"I'm going to the bathroom, please wait for me for a while."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Came back half an hour later.
Yan Nian sat on the sofa, looked up at him, rubbed his forehead and laughed, "Are you embarrassed, Teacher Jiang?"
Jiang Beiyuan put a hand to his lips and pretended to clear his throat, "I don't understand what you are talking about."
"Tch, I've seen it all. You reacted so strongly. It's been half an hour. What are you thinking about?"
"What do you think I want, huh?" Jiang Beiyuan looked teasing.
"I can't think of it now, huh."
After Yan Nian finished speaking, he subconsciously bit his lip.
Jiang Beiyuan stared at the pink lips bitten by her braided white teeth, his eyes suddenly became intense, "Don't bite your lips, take pictures."
"… oh."
*
The wedding photos have been taken and there are other clothes to try on.
Including the wedding dress, Yan Nian tried on six dresses in total during the whole process.
School uniform skirts, Chinese cheongsam, Hanfu, sailor skirts and suspender skirts.
The employees present today are all females, there are no males. Yan Nian can be regarded as having an addiction to skirts. She looks particularly good in any outfit she wears, each with its own style and taste.
Especially the school uniform skirt, with its blue and white style, complemented her junior high school uniform perfectly, and it seemed like she was suddenly transported back to those green years.
The only regret was that even after changing into clothes, she still couldn't find the lost memory that belonged to her and Jiang Ting.
Finally, the costume designer brought another black suit and a white suit.
The white one was given to Jiang Beiyuan, and the black one was given to Yan Nian.
Yan Nian is puzzled.
Jiang Beiyuan: "Didn't you say you wanted to wear a suit before? Your husband will satisfy you this time."
"Wow, Teacher Jiang has such a good memory!"
What she said inadvertently on the bed was actually remembered in his heart.
This is the first time Jiang Beiyuan wears a white suit.
Wearing pure white on his body, he looked like a gentle and jade-like prince, an elegant gentleman, with all the coldness and sharpness around him hidden in this white suit.
But when Yan Nian wore it, it didn't look so matchy.
She has a small frame and small shoulders. She is very thin, so her shoulders cannot be supported. The black suit is baggy on her body, which looks a bit strange.
But what Yan Nian likes the most is this set of clothes.
There is such a distinctive wedding photo, in which she is wearing a black suit, and Jiang Beiyuan, who is wearing a white suit, is sitting on the old man's chair. Both of them have their legs crossed, and at the same time they look at each other sideways.
One glance for thousands of years.
Jiang Beiyuan's eyes were full of doting and indulgence.
There was the purest and clearest smile in Yan Nian's eyes.
When taking this set of photos, one of the employees pointed at Jiang Beiyuan and whispered in another employee's ear, "See, this man really loves this woman."
"What are you talking about? This woman also loves this man, right?"
"There are different levels of love."
The female employee spoke every word.
"This man loves deeply and loves much."
…
(End of chapter)