The beautiful wife of the president

The dark green Land Rover stopped in front of a private fashion studio. He and Tang Feng had visited this studio once, and it was said that it had the best reputation in the industry. Many celebrities bought clothes in this studio, but As you can imagine, it is also the most expensive. (.!

"Mr. Ji, how can I serve you?" the customer service lady asked politely.

"Help my wife choose a dress." Ji Weiyang took out a gold card from his wallet and handed it over.

The customer service lady took the gold card with both hands, smiling all over her face, "Okay, Mrs. Ji, please follow me."

After Zhanyan walked into the dressing room, Ji Weiyang sat alone on the sofa in the waiting area and read the newspaper. About half an hour later, the crisp sound of high heels falling on the ground came from far and near. The first thing that caught his eyes was a pair of white Slender calves, round and beautiful ankles, and then upwards, is a pure white dress, the color of snow, pure without a trace of impurities.She put on light makeup, and her already fair face looked radiant and almost transparent at this time, her long eyelashes blinked, a bit awkward, but also indescribably innocent.

"Isn't it a little strange?" Zhanyan subconsciously pulled off the hem of her skirt that was not yet knee-high.

Ji Weiyang smiled warmly, and stared down at her, even his brown eyes were filled with a warm smile, "Very well, let's go."

Ji Weiyang chose a few more clothes for her, he put the bag in the trunk, and then opened the door to get into the car. The two sat quietly in the small space in the car for a while, but he had no intention of driving.

"Aren't you in a hurry?" Zhanyan asked suspiciously.

His smiling eyes were locked on her all the time, and they were tinged with lust.The woman beside her is like an angel, pure and untouched by human fireworks. "Don't talk." His slender fingers pressed against her thin pink lips.The handsome face gradually approached, his lips covered her soft lips, and he kissed her passionately. The little woman in his arms was his angel and belonged to him alone. This recognition put Ji Weiyang in a good mood.

Zhanyan was trapped in his arms and asked for a kiss. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were wide open, and she flapped them innocently. His sudden kiss made Zhanyan feel very inexplicable.

When he let go of her, Zhanyan's lips were red and swollen from his kiss, and she subconsciously licked it with the tip of her tongue, feeling a little painful.

But her small unconscious movements almost made Ji Weiyang's blood spurt. He lowered his head and sucked a mouthful on her lips, then pressed it against her ear, whispering softly, "I miss you too, Yanyan, come back tonight." give me home."

His blunt words made her face flush red, she pushed him away coquettishly, and looked sideways out of the window.

The car started slowly and drove smoothly and fast on the highway.

They arrived late, and when Zhanyan walked into the venue with Ji Weiyang in his arms, they unsurprisingly attracted everyone's attention. Ji Weiyang was wearing a pure black handmade suit, which was in stark contrast to Zhanyan's white dress. The man is tall and handsome, and the girl is petite and charming. Standing together, the two are indescribably harmonious and beautiful.

From time to time, someone came up to say hello, and Ji Weiyang raised his goblet, and responded gracefully and gracefully, with a touch of alienation in the politeness.Zhanyan stood beside him, smiling and silent all the time, almost equivalent to a beautiful and perfect vase, and she seemed to be content with such a role.

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