Nian Xiaomu: "..."
She suddenly felt that she was quite normal.
The person who should see a doctor is Yu Yuehan.
The wedding dress fit perfectly, nothing needed to be altered.
Nian Xiaomu's figure is very good, and her temperament is rare and noble. She can control any style of wedding dress.
Not to mention, the queen style that was already suitable for her.
The day before the wedding.
Neither Yu Yuehan nor Nian Xiaomu could fall asleep.
On rare occasions when Yu Yuehan hugged her, he didn't take the opportunity to wipe her clean.
Just kissed her gently on the pinna of her ear and called her name.
"Nian Xiaomu."
"Um."
"Nian Xiaomu."
"Um?"
"Nian Xiaomu..."
"What's wrong with you?" Nian Xiaomu turned over in his arms, lay on his chest, and looked at his unparalleled handsome face in the dim moonlight.
Also took the opportunity to touch it.
Yu Yuehan, who was taken advantage of, raised his eyebrows, "Did you find that your fiancé is very handsome? You can be a little more proud, after all, after tomorrow, such a handsome fiancé will become your husband and be labeled as you. "
Nian Xiaomu: "..."
Young Master Han, your character design has collapsed.
What about Gao Leng
Now she only sees narcissism and shamelessness...
Nian Xiaomu: "I'm probably too nervous, I'm a bit insomnia."
Yu Yuehan: "Go to bed early, after all, tomorrow night is wedding night, you may not be able to sleep, cherish the time you can sleep tonight."
After Yu Yuehan finished speaking, he patted her on the head very lovingly.
The pride of bringing a weasel to the chicken for New Year greetings.
Nian Xiaomu: "..."
In this way, on the night before the wedding, under his threat, Nian Xiaomu slept until dawn.
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wedding day.
The largest church in H City was contracted.
From the doorway to the inside, the red carpet is spread all the way, and you can't see the side if you look around.
On both sides of the red carpet, there are red roses in full bloom, bright flower buds, and the red is dazzling and festive.
Colorful heart-shaped balloons, hanging around.
In mid-air, helicopters pass by from time to time, and a shower of flower petals is sprinkled...
It is as beautiful as a fairyland, so beautiful!
The media reporters who arrived at the scene early in the morning were all taking pictures and publishing.
All of a sudden, whether it was on the Internet or in newspapers and magazines, there were all reports of this prosperous wedding.
Overwhelming attack...
in the church.
In the bridal lounge.
Nian Xiaomu, who was wearing a white wedding dress, was sitting obediently in front of the dressing table.
In front of her is a professional makeup artist.
He was holding the foundation and applying makeup to her.
"Miss Nian is really the most beautiful bride I have ever seen. Wearing this wedding dress on you is really as beautiful as a fairy descending to earth." The makeup artist said enviously while applying her makeup.
Nian Xiaomu's skin has a good foundation, and with a few simple strokes, the delicate facial features become three-dimensional and charming.
There was also a hint of nobility.
Like a real nobleman.
Nothing else, temperament dictates.
When she got married for the first time, she was a little nervous.
In addition, the wedding dress was tied at the waist, and she always felt a little out of breath.
Some flustered.
Hearing the makeup artist's compliment, she smiled slightly, but didn't answer.
I always worry that if I speak, what if my heart pops out of my throat
It's kind of funny to say it.
Now is really the most tense moment in her memory.
It feels like not getting married, but going to the guillotine.
I can't breathe!
The door of the living room was suddenly opened.
Shang Xin and Zheng Yan walked in from the outside at the same time.