When she came out of the dressing room, He Xiaojie's mental state was obviously much weaker, and she walked out weakly on her crooked high heels.
As for Su Rourou, she didn't seem particularly satisfied with the little dress she was wearing. In order to match the theme of Christmas, the clothing manufacturer specially chose red, green, and gold to match, so Su Rourou's little red dress has a few dark green Christmas flowers and leaves scattered here and there on the skirt. Some hanging ornaments in the shape of gift boxes.
In short, as soon as she put on this dress, she immediately felt that she had become a moving Christmas tree, and her whole body was uncomfortable.
Just as she lowered her head and tugged at the hem of her skirt, a shadow covered the light in front of her eyes. Luo Yichen's magnified handsome face had appeared in front of her eyes at some point, staring at her non-stop.
Su Rourou was so frightened that she couldn't help taking a step back, the heel of her high heels stepped on He Xiaojie's chubby instep.
"Ah! It hurts!" He Xiaojie jumped up holding her injured foot. What made her even more distressed was that the instigator didn't respond at all, but raised her head and looked sweetly at her dear boyfriend in a daze.
"Idiot, you look so good in this dress. I'm starting to look forward to... how you look in a wedding dress. It must be more beautiful than now..." Luo Yichen lifted up a strand of hair on her forehead as if no one was around, and brushed them away. Tucked neatly behind the ears.
He has already decided to turn her into Mrs. Luo as quickly as possible. It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day, or just tonight
"Damn it, I'm not of legal age yet!" Su Rourou lowered her head in embarrassment, twisted her skirt and said, "Wouldn't it be weird to dress like this? Why do I feel like a moving Christmas tree?" ?”
"No, you are beautiful..." Luo Yichen couldn't help stretching out his hand, caressing her delicate and fair face, and said in a hoarse voice, "If you were a Christmas tree, then I... would become a tree hanging on it. A small gift, I give you my whole body."
At the end, he added close to her ear: "Both body and heart are given to you, of course - the most important thing is body. Because the heart has always been with you..."
"Keep your voice down, there are others here." Su Rourou muttered in a low voice, thumping his chest as if.
Luo Yichen grabbed her little hand and placed her on his chest, allowing her to feel his beating heart.
I wipe! It turns out that you also know that there are others here! He Xiaojie looked at the ambiguous interaction with the cruel dog abuser in front of her, and there was a place in her heart that twitched and twitched, which was more painful than the part where Su Rourou stepped on her.
Once upon a time, in her teenage fantasy world, a similar scene appeared. And the male lead was the pinnacle of her fantasy at the time...
Sometimes even she can't tell whether she likes Fengfeng Diandian or Hou Xiaofeng. In fact, there is no solution to the problem she is struggling with, because they are the same person...
However, most of the time, her emotions towards Hou Xiaofeng were only indignation! She had a feeling of being cheated by him and being abandoned by him.
"Xiaojie! Xiaojie! The makeup artist is here, you should do the styling first!" Su Rourou stretched out her hand and waved it in front of her.
Only then did He Xiaojie come back to her senses, as if to revenge for her stepping on her foot just now, she slapped her hand away vigorously: "Got it!"
In the process of walking towards the dressing table, she thought silently in her heart: Tonight, she must become the most beautiful appearance in her life, stand on the stage where all eyes are on, and let the damned Hou Xiaofeng regret it!