"Who are you calling baby?" Huo Zhixing pulled Tong Qiu to his other side.
The designer said "Ouch", and bumped into the back shelf with a laugh. After laughing, he leaned over and touched Huo Zhixing's arm: "I can call you!"
Huo Zhixing turned his head to look at Tong Qiu, Tong Qiu was pursing his lips and giggling.
This somewhat coquettish designer wanted to help the two change their clothes, and when he saw Huo Zhixing taking off his coat, he sighed, "You have such a good figure."
Tong Qiu originally wanted to transfer to another fitting room, but when he heard the designer say this, he immediately turned around.
The designer looked at him and laughed, "Oh, I'm jealous."
Huo Zhixing also looked at Tong Qiu, causing Tong Qiuhong to go into the fitting room with his ears turned red.
"Shall I help you?" The designer, who was half a head shorter than Tong Qiu, raised his head and asked Huo Zhixing.
"No need," Huo Zhixing smiled politely, "I'll do it myself."
The designer was a little reconciled, and complained outside that the handsome guy had a girlfriend.
This dress is quite troublesome to wear, anyway, it's not good without anyone's help, Tong Qiu made it by himself for a long time, the front is easy to talk about, but the back can't be worn well, he was struggling, someone knocked on the door.
"Xiaoqiu."
It was Huo Zhixing's voice.
Tong Qiu opened the door a little, poked his head out: "How are you?"
The white wedding dress he was wearing was covered with tulle on the shoulders, giving it a semi-revealing sex appeal. Huo Zhixing glanced at it and thought it was a bit on top.
"The clothes are a bit difficult to wear. I need your help." Huo Zhixing is usually a person who is used to wearing police uniforms. Now he really can't get this kind of complicated dress.
The designer outside shouted coquettishly, "Handsome guy! I can help you!"
Tong Qiu glanced outside, Huo Zhixing smiled and said, "Then I'll look for him?"
"You come in." Tong Qiu turned sideways, let the door open, let Huo Zhixing enter his own fitting room, and muttered, "I can't do it well either."
The fitting room itself is not that big, and there are mirrors on all sides. Two men are squeezed inside, and they will inevitably bump into each other when they turn around.
"I'll get it for you first." Huo Zhixing asked Tong Qiu to stand facing the mirror with his back to himself, and fastened the buttons of the back suit for him one by one.
"It's too troublesome." Tong Qiu complained, "It takes half an hour to change clothes."
Huo Zhixing smiled, and when he looked up, he saw Tong Qiu in the mirror biting his lip and lowering his head, seriously studying how to tie the ribbon in front of him.
"You are so pretty."
Huo Zhixing's words directly set Tong Qiu on fire, and stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do other than look at the other party.
This person had never said such a thing to him before, it was ambiguous and frank.
Huo Zhixing had never fantasized about Tong Qiu's appearance in a wedding dress before, he didn't see men's obsession with wearing women's clothing, he didn't expect to see Tong Qiu like this now, and he was about to ying.
The white lace wedding dress paired with Tong Qiu's slightly flushed face from anxiety, Huo Zhixing had never seen such a scene before.
Tong Qiu was stunned for a while, and finally under Huo Zhixing's gaze with a smile, he lowered his head and fiddled with the ribbon in front of him again. He pretended to be calm and complained that the clothes were difficult to wear, but he didn't know that he had unintentionally hooked them with great concentration. The strong police officer Huo is about to lose his mind and is about to pounce on the kitten.
"Are you ready?" Tong Qiu raised his head to look in the mirror after finishing, and met the gaze of the person behind him again.
How should that feeling be described? Tong Qiu thinks that the posture of the two of them is very suitable for the younger/entry.
This idea popped up in his mind, and Tong Qiu was so ashamed that he doubted life, but the way Huo Zhixing looked at him was filled with unrighteous desires, if he didn't know that this person has always been pure-hearted and ascetic, Tong Qiu would really feel that Huo Zhixing had already stabbed himself in one way or another in his mind.
Of course, Tong Qiu didn't know that the person standing behind him really didn't want to be ascetic, he didn't know that Officer Huo had indeed stabbed him in one way or another in his head.
Outside, the designer got impatient with the wait. He knocked on the door and said, "You two, why does it take you longer to change clothes than to have a pao? Do you want me to sponsor the lubricant?"
The designer was too open, and Tong Qiu's face flushed red in shock.
"It will be ready soon." Huo Zhixing forcibly suppressed his desire/fire, and quickly helped each other with Tong Qiu, got dressed, and opened the door of the fitting room.
"Wow." The designer folded his arms around his chest and looked at the two people who came out one after the other, "I wanted to say that if you want, I can accept a 3/P with you, but now, forget it, you guys Let's play by ourselves."
Tong Qiu has never seen a person with such a large scale of speech. In his world, Chu Yao is already the fiercest human being. He did not expect to meet someone who is stronger than Chu Yao today, and he would blush when he opened his mouth.
Huo Zhixing took Tong Qiu's hand and walked to the mirror.
In the mirror, the two stood side by side. Looking from the front, Huo Zhixing was wearing a suit, and Tong Qiu was wearing a wedding dress. When they turned around, they switched back again.
Tong Qiu suddenly remembered that Feng Kaiwen made trouble with him before, and asked him who married whom to Huo Zhixing. Tong Qiu said at that time: "We married each other, and we also married each other. Do you have any opinions?"
Unexpectedly, this scene really happened, but the two have divorced.
"Both of you, I have a kind request," the designer came over and said to them, "Can I go upstairs and take some pictures for you, if you agree, I would like to display them in the shop window."
"Ah?" Tong Qiu was a little embarrassed, "But..."
He looked at Huo Zhixing, afraid that Huo Zhixing would think something was wrong, after all, his identity was sensitive.
"I'm fine." Huo Zhixing turned to Tong Qiu: "Look at you."
Tong Qiu didn't expect Huo Zhixing to agree so happily, he turned his head to look at the two people in the mirror, they were absolutely right, even though they were a divorced couple, Tong Qiu always felt that this picture made him unable to calm down.
He didn't know whether the turmoil was brought to him by Huo Zhixing or the clothes.
How many times in life can you encounter such an opportunity? grasp? Or forget it
When he married Huo Zhixing, he didn't even take a wedding photo, Tong Qiu was silent for a moment, thinking: Let's take it as compensation.
"Then will you give us a set of photos after the shooting?"
"Of course." The designer said, "Not only will I send you photos, but if you want to have a wedding in the future, just come to me. This suit is ready for you at any time."
After finishing speaking, he added: "It's free."
This dress is not for sale, even if it is rented, not everyone can rent it. The designer is very picky and chooses customers, and his works are only worn by suitable people.
"That's good." Tong Qiu smiled, and looked at Huo Zhixing: "Shall we make a set?"
Huo Zhixing put his arms around his shoulders, smiled and nodded to him.
The future brother-in-law of the Huo family, who came here not long ago because of overtime, leaned into Huo Jiao's ear and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you say that they are divorced? I don't look like it."
"I don't look like it either." Huo Jiao said, "And I was originally the protagonist today, what's going on with the two of them? They stole my role!"
Neither Tong Qiu nor Huo Zhixing had much experience in being photographed, and when they stood there, they didn't know where to look with their eyes, and didn't know where to place their hands and feet.
The designer stood next to the photographers and complained about them: "You two are simply beautiful zombies, why don't you be free, my dears!"
Tong Qiu looked helplessly at Huo Zhixing for help, Huo Zhixing didn't know what to do, but at this time, he had to stand up.
"Interaction, intimate interaction!" The designer babbled there, telling them, "Don't be coquettish/manly, be more enthusiastic, be more passionate! What are you afraid of?"
Huo Zhixing couldn't help laughing at what he said, he raised his hand, put his arms around Tong Qiu's waist, and pulled him into his arms: "Is it passionate enough?"
"Yes! That's it!" said the designer, "If you two can't let go, I'll let you kiss directly!"
Tong Qiu's face turned even redder, Huo Zhixing suddenly moved closer, their noses almost touching each other: "He is so chatty."
Tong Qiu smiled: "More nagging than Chu Yao."
The two looked at each other and smiled, and the photographer happily took this scene.
Under the designer's "step-by-step guidance", the two took pictures for more than an hour, and finally finished the filming. The designer took out his small handkerchief, wiped the tears that did not exist in the corners of his eyes artificially, and said, "I finally waited until I could match The person who deserves my gown is so touching, I have to have a drink tonight to celebrate."
After he finished pretending, he turned his head and asked Tong Qiu and Huo Zhixing: "Have a drink together tonight?"
"No," Huo Zhixing said, "We still have things to do tonight."
The designer said it was a pity, and asked Tong Qiu to leave an email, saying that he would send the photos to him after they came out.
When he walked out of the bridal shop, Tong Qiu felt dizzy and dizzy this afternoon, as if he was dreaming. He obviously came to accompany Huo Jiao to choose a wedding dress, but in the end he started taking pictures himself, still with his ex-husband. If he didn't know, he thought they were to get married.
Standing at the door, he touched his lips unconsciously. During the filming, Huo Zhixing almost kissed him several times. Their lips were very close, and the warm breath fell on his face. With his eyes closed, all his senses were closed, and all his attention was focused on his lips, but in the end he was not sure whether Huo Zhixing kissed him or not.
It seems to be there, like a feather falling on the water.
"Have dinner together?" Huo Jiao suggested.
Huo Zhixing looked at the time, and then asked Tong Qiu what he meant.
It's not that Tong Qiu doesn't want to have dinner with them, but he made an appointment with Chu Yao to meet at night, so he had no choice but to refuse.
"Another day," Tong Qiu said, "I have an appointment with a friend."
"Fang Baicheng?" Huo Zhixing asked.
Tong Qiu was taken aback, then smiled and said, "No, Chu Yao."
Huo Zhixing was relieved, he realized that he really couldn't let his guard down, that Fang Baicheng was too clingy, and Tong Qiu was a thin-skinned person, he might be too embarrassed to accept it anytime soon.
"Then I'll go first." An empty car came, and Tong Qiu got into it first.
Huo Jiao waved to him: "I'll see you sometime, sister-in-law."
Tong Qiu, who was still called sister-in-law, subconsciously looked at Huo Zhixing, and waved at him.
The taxi drove away, Huo Jiao held her fiancé's arm, and said to Huo Zhixing, "Brother, you didn't let go at all, did you?"
"lay down?"
"I think you still like him a lot." Huo Jiao asked, "If you like him, why do you have to divorce?"
She always felt that these two people were a match made in heaven in the legend, and they were very suitable. She always felt that there was some ulterior reason for the sudden divorce.
"It's just the fun of life." Huo Zhixing looked at the direction where the taxi disappeared, and said to Huo Jiao, "Your sister-in-law is very interesting, you don't understand."
Huo Jiao curled her lips: "Yes, yes, as long as you understand, do you know that you looked at my sister-in-law just now, like a hungry wolf, I don't mind talking about you."
Huo Jiao turned around and complained to her fiance: "I figured it out, these two people are boring monsters!"
Tong Qiu, who was complained about, sat in the car and touched his ears that were still hot, and then glanced at a certain part that was clearly "interested", and said to himself: There is no monster in this world that is more annoying than my ex-husband !
The author has something to say: Small Theater, Huo Zhixing: If there is, it will be my second personality. Teacher Tong can look forward to it a little bit.
Dear bosses, why don't I advance an hour in the future, and update around 8 o'clock every morning.