"It was What? "

Gu Junchang gently coughed and said, "don't you envy your second brother's wedding dress for mu Mian? I designed one for you, too

People can ask for money when they design wedding dresses in the vice Hall of Tang Dynasty. It's really killing for commander Gu to design wedding dresses.

Song Ran has an impulse to pretend to be blind.

Gu Jingxing was forced into the room: "try it on quickly."

Song ran couldn't help but point to the linen white skirt: "this Is this a wedding dress? "

Gu Jingxing picked up the wedding dress and said, "yes, the wedding dresses are all white. This one is also white."

Gu Junchang forcibly took off song Ran's clothes and put the wedding dress on her.

Song ran was about to cry: "this material..."

"It's cool and comfortable in summer."

Song ran bit his teeth and looked down. The length of the "wedding dress" just reached the knee. What length is this?

"Where can a wedding dress reach the knee?"

Commander Gu said of course: "it's hot. I specially designed it. Besides, your legs are good-looking. It's OK to show a little bit. But I have paid special attention to it. It's impossible to go up again until the knee is just right. Only I can see your thighs."

Song ran vomited a mouthful of blood in his heart.

One hand touched the two elegant white ribbons: "this What is this? "

This is the same as the hairpin I bought before.

"I have asked other people's opinions. I heard that the wedding dress should be more elegant. When you run on the grass in this dress, these two will float up. They must be very elegant."

Song Ran's knee seems to have been hit by an arrow. The man he chooses will knock down his teeth and swallow his blood. No matter how ugly he is, he will win.

Gu Jingxing looked at his daughter-in-law in front of him. He seemed very satisfied, but he asked modestly, "do you like it?"

Song ran wanted to cry without tears, gritted his teeth and said, "I like it, but I like it."

After all these years, how come her man's taste has not improved at all?

From the former butterfly flying hairpin jacket to now the awkward length of ribbon, her man's aesthetic is really fascinating.

Gu Jingxing was very satisfied: "that Let's go to a studio tomorrow and take some pictures. You'll wear this one, and I'll wear military uniform. We'll leave a good impression, OK? "

Song ran scratched his neck: "yes, yes, just..."

She still wanted to modify it a little with her own hands.

The man stares at her nervously: "just what?"

Looking at the man's sincere eyes, song ran could only gnash her teeth: "it's just such a beautiful wedding dress. If you go to the studio to take photos, if you are seen and plagiarized, isn't it a pity? Let's get a photographer and we'll take some at home. "

Gu Junchang's decision: "yes."

The next day, song ran began to take wedding photos.

Gu Jingxing under a few important cadres have come, that group of big men to their own boss that is called a worship, that is called a pride.

When song ran and Gu Jingxing took photos, they whispered praises in the distance.

"I didn't expect our boss to have this talent."

"Yes, yes, you see how beautiful the wedding dress is."

"Very elegant."

"The boss is a real all rounder."

"My worship of the boss has gone up a new level."

Song ran, the party concerned, looked down at her wedding dress and bit her teeth. Her heart is the most important thing. Well, the heart is the most important.