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"Really, really?"

There is no upper body yet, just by making gestures, Zhao Yimian can already see how pretty this little dark green dress will be.What made her happier than the dress was the feeling of being missed - it had been a long time since she experienced being remembered outside.

"Put it on." Shen Mingchu encouraged.

Zhao Yimian was holding the little skirt, ready to take off her clothes happily, but when she turned her head, she saw Shen Mingchu was still looking at her, blushing slightly, and said coquettishly, "Don't look, turn around, turn around!"

"I've already touched it, but you still won't let me see it..."

"What tiger and wolf words, shut up you!"

Zhao Yimian became a little angry from embarrassment.

Seeing her really embarrassed, Shen Mingchu turned around cooperatively.

There are many mirrors in the cloakroom, in fact, even if he turns around, Shen Mingchu can still see Zhao Yimian's faint figure from the reflection in a corner.

The girl's body is snow-white, her waist is slender, her jet-black hair looks like a waterfall, and she has the beauty of an oil painting.

"All right."

Hearing Zhao Yimian's voice, Shen Mingchu turned his head.

Zhao Yimian didn't have such an amazing appearance.

With a baby face, she is often noticed first by her cuteness, and then by others.

However, at this moment, she was wearing a dark green long dress, her head was lowered slightly, her cheeks were flushed, and she looked as shy as a spring breeze blowing across the lake, but it hit Shen Mingchu's heart at once - her throat suddenly felt dry and itchy.

She is terribly contradictory now.

I want to show off to the world that I got the best baby, but I am afraid that showing off will attract others' covetousness.

But in the end, her desire to control was suppressed by her.

It is impossible for her to hide Zhao Yimian and keep it from being seen for the rest of her life.

Instead of this, it is better to show it generously, let everyone appreciate it, and make competitors elusive.

"Does it look good?" Zhao Yimian, who rarely wears skirts, asked shyly.

"It's beautiful, very beautiful."

I don't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that Shen Mingchu's voice seemed a little hoarse.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Zhao Yimian raised her head and looked at herself in the mirror.

Wearing a long dark green dress, she felt a huge difference from her usual self.

Even Zhao Yimian felt that she seemed to be a different person.

Looking down, Zhao Yimian noticed that she was still wearing slippers, and her feet shrank back subconsciously, "I don't have suitable shoes..."

At this time, Shen Mingchu opened a shoe box in Zhao Yimian's closet, took out a pair of small brown leather shoes, knelt down in front of her, and said to her: "Mianmian, try to see if it fits well. , is it comfortable to wear?"

Shen Mingchu's actions startled Zhao Yimian, she hurriedly stepped back and said, "I'll do it myself!"

However, Shen Mingchu grabbed her feet and forced Zhao Yimian to put her feet in the shoes.

What I had to admit was that Shen Mingchu had a good eye, and the shoes and skirt formed a perfect match.

"So lovely……"

Zhao Yimian somewhat understands why some women like to go shopping like crazy.

If she knew in advance that she could find such a good-looking set of clothes, she must be willing to sacrifice hours of frantically looking for it on the streets.

She hugged Shen Mingchu who was beside her, and said movedly: "Wife, you are so powerful, you are really the most powerful wife in the whole world..."

It's really a lady in less than 3 minutes.

Shen Mingchu was helpless, but knew that this was the most real Zhao Yimian, she let Zhao Yimian coquettishly in her arms for a while, and then said: "I can still make you look better, believe it or not?"

Under Shen Mingchu's skillful hands, Zhao Yimian's hair was quickly coiled up.

Considering the hot weather and having to eat with a group of people, she didn't make a shawl for her, but left two strands of hair in front of her forehead, curled them with a curling iron, and made two beautiful bangs.

The liquid foundation spread layer by layer on Zhao Yimian's face. Her skin is not bad. The effect of the liquid foundation is only to make her skin tone more even. I don't see how she paints it. When Zhao Yimian looks at herself in the mirror, she always feels delicate A lot, but I can't tell where a change has taken place.

This is probably the makeup of the famous tea art master on the Internet.

Zhao Yimian thought silently in her heart.

"Okay, you're done."

It was an hour after all this was done.

And the Zhao Yimian in the mirror was completely different from her usual disheveled hair.

What girl doesn't like a better version of herself?

Even a rough guy like Zhao Yimian still dreams of being beautiful one day.

But when the dream came true, she felt unreal instead.

"Is this really me?"

She grinned at the mirror and made a few faces.

Well, I'm sure it's me.

Ugly as always.

Although the country is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change, but when pretending, Zhao Yimian still looks good.

At least when she stood there, turning her head gently, anyone who saw her would only think of a lady who came out of the Republic of China era, not a person who would be half paralyzed on the sofa because of eating and eating. The little silly batch of hours.

"Perfect." Shen Mingchu praised his little wife without hesitation.

After the excitement, Zhao Yimian was the one who was not very confident, "Is it really good-looking? What if the makeup is worn out?"

"Don't worry, it won't wear makeup. It's made of waterproof materials. It won't fall off even if you go swimming. Just go play with confidence."

Hearing what she said, Zhao Yimian became confident again, and kept looking in the mirror.

She murmured to herself: "Now I know why Narcissus fell in love with the reflection in the water. I'm about to fall in love with myself..."

According to the photo, she said with a sad face again: "Honey, what if I really fall in love with myself?"

"Then I will love you even more than you." Shen Mingchu stood behind her, wrapping his arms around the girl's slender waist.

She lowered her head and sniffed lightly at the girl's neck.

Saying the word love is not a difficult thing for Zhao Yimian.

The phrase "love you" has almost become her mantra. She can say it to her mother, she can say it to her friends, and there is naturally nothing she cannot say to Shen Mingchu. Her love for you is like a compliment. It's like you're awesome, you're awesome.

Shen Mingchu's words, she could have just said that, but she saw the woman in the mirror.

Her expression was gentle and her eyes were serious. When she looked at her, it was as if she was looking at the most precious treasure in the world.

Zhao Yimian's heart was suddenly scalded by something.

Her chest was pressed tightly, and a certain emotion made a dull roar like a volcano that was about to erupt. She bit her lip with her white teeth, put her hand on Shen Mingchu's palm around her, turned her head, the first Take a hard look at her wife for the first time.

She has seen this beautiful face many times.

As she's said many times, it's a face built on her aesthetic.

But from the beginning to the end, she never really thought about what good results she would have with this person.

This marriage that she started in a daze is like a game to her. When the game starts, she will try her best to get rid of the liver, hanging up day and night, just to be able to pass the previous level. She got a good ranking, but she knows very well that once she finds out that she can't afford this game, or when she finds that she can't play this game beautifully like a master, she will quickly You will lose interest and uninstall the game.

She and Shen Mingchu were supposed to be from two worlds.

One is a high-profile star, and the other is an unknown writer.

The clothes and jewelry on Shen Mingchu's body, if one is taken out at random, it may be her income for a whole year.

She agreed to get married, and besides being caught in Shen Mingchu's beauty trap, she might not have the idea that "life won't get worse anyway".

She had long ago given up any hope of finding the one she was meant to be.

When others were young, she was single, and when others got married, she was still alone. Shen Manyu said that she was single because she had too few contacts and her social circle was too narrow, but Zhao Yimian knew very well, not like this.

She's just pure and doesn't want to start a relationship.

She has seen too many couples in love who are dragged by life. The good things in the beginning are often only fragments in the end, or they are barely maintained together. As Gu Cheng said in the poem, In order to avoid the end of all, she rejected all the beginnings.

Ms. Song may have seen this point, which is why she urges her to get married in different ways every day.

Otherwise, as a single person, how could she be like the marriage urging aunts she despised the most, urging her daughter to get married every day—she didn't really want Zhao Yimian to start a marriage casually, but hoped that she would overcome her fear of starting .

Although Zhao Yimian didn't say anything, she knew very well in her heart that maybe one day, she would part ways with Shen Mingchu and become the unknown predecessor in her relationship - for this reason, at the moment of marriage, she had already I am fully prepared in my heart.

It's just that Shen Mingchu's beauty made her feel that it's not a bad thing to be such an unknown person.

Anyone who passes by such a beautiful scenery in their life can't help but reach out and want to grab her.

Even if it's just for a split second.

But at this moment, she suddenly felt that maybe something was not as bad as she expected.

"Ah—" Zhao Yimian sighed suddenly.

This startled Shen Mingchu, just when she was about to ask what was wrong, she heard Zhao Yimian complaining: "Honey, why did you appear in my mirror, people are about to fall in love with me, but as soon as you appeared... ..."

Shen Mingchu was angry and funny, there was nothing he could do with her.

"Isn't it good to have such a beautiful wife?"

"That's right." Zhao Yimian said suddenly, "No matter how beautiful you are, you are still my wife. Thinking about it this way, I will become much happier, Ho Ho Ho!"

Her queen-like three-part smile is not at all majestic and domineering, on the contrary it is terribly cute.

Shen Mingchu tidied up the collar of her skirt and said, "Okay, don't waste time. Where is the meeting place? I'll take you there."

"Wait a minute, let me check the address posted in the group."

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, and just took out his mobile phone, Zhou Haiwen called.

"Zhao Yimian! Where did you die? My old lady has been waiting for you for half an hour!"

"Oh, I'm on the subway, I'm on the subway, I'll be there soon, I'll be there soon!"

After hanging up the phone, she unhurriedly opened the dialog box of the class group and searched for the address to eat.

"Oh, xx restaurant, wife, do you know where it is?"

Asking like this, Zhao Yimian didn't expect Shen Mingchu to answer, and opened the navigation software on his own.

Instead, Shen Mingchu took a look at the name of the restaurant, and said directly: "This restaurant is a chain. If the street is correct, this restaurant should be near our house, and it takes only 10 minutes to drive there."

Zhao Yimian was startled, "So close?"

She had already stood up to pack her bag and was about to leave, she sat down again, "Then I'll rest for a while."