Sweet and Soft Little Beauty Shura Field Coquettish Manual

After they washed up and had breakfast, someone rang the doorbell of Wei Huaichen's house.

Wei Huaichen stepped forward slowly and opened the door.

"Hello, Mr. Wei, we have brought the dress for you."

The first person to speak was the little assistant. After seeing Wei Huaichen, he was stunned for a moment. At first, he wondered if this was some celebrity, and felt that the temperament around him was really not very similar.

He paused before continuing to introduce: "This is the senior tailor in our shop. Today he is going to cooperate with the last body measurement. Is it convenient for you now?"

The tailor also nodded to Wei Huaichen: "Hello."

He is a middle-aged man in his 50s and [-]s, and his demeanor is also very elegant: "I have met Mr. Wei several times before."

Wei Huaichen nodded slightly at them, and turned sideways to let them in.

"Auntie, please help me entertain the guests."

Hearing movement, Shi Song also came down the stairs.

He greeted the two people, and said in a brisk voice: "Thanks for your hard work!"

When he spoke, the corners of his lips curled up, revealing a small dimple unconsciously.

At this time, he was still wearing a light-colored silk pajamas. The fabric was slightly shiny under the light, and it draped very well. He looked very elegant and beautiful.

There was a delicate and lazy feeling on his face, as dazzling as a blooming rose.

When the little assistant saw Shi Song, he couldn't help flashing a bit of amazement in his eyes.

How can there be someone who looks good-looking!

So it was the two of them who ordered the wedding dress?

It's really a good match.

Maybe it was because his gaze became a little more obvious, Wei Huaichen next to him coughed lightly.

The boy reacted instantly, and said with some shame: "Then, you two try on the dress first?"

He didn't know what was wrong with him, but when he saw Shi Song, his cheeks felt hot for no reason, and his mind was full of shaking figures.

The boy's attitude was too obvious, Wei Huaichen's eyes sank slightly.

"Ok."

Wei Huaichen took the dress.

The tailor and his assistant were sitting in the living room, and the aunt cut fruit to entertain them, and he took Shi Song into the fitting room.

As soon as the door of the fitting room was closed, Wei Huaichen lowered his head and kissed Shi Song's side face.

"That assistant seemed to have been staring at you just now."

There was a bit of taste in his tone.

Shi Song didn't react, he asked reflexively: "Is there any?"

Wei Huaichen raised his eyebrows slightly.

Sometimes he finds that Song Song is really slow, and often ignores the eyes of outsiders to a certain extent.

But when facing him, Songsong is different, his posture is sensitive and attractive, making people want to rub him into his arms even more.

Thinking of this, Wei Huaichen's possessive desire was greatly satisfied.

But when he thought that it was difficult for Songsong to perceive those benevolent or malicious eyes, Wei Huaichen felt a little secret desire for protection in his heart.

He bit Song Song's ear.

"Don't you want to change clothes? Let me help you."

While speaking, his fingers covered Songsong's collar.

Shi Song quickly grabbed his hand: "I can do it myself!"

Thinking of the assistant and tailor waiting just across the door, Shi Song's cheeks burned instantly.

Although he knew that Wei Huaichen would not do anything in this situation, it still made him feel immoral.

Wei Huaichen stood still.

There is a mirror in front of them.

The man looked at Shi Song's reflection through the mirror, his eyes were delicate and soft, as if he was tracing his outline.

The intimate gesture of facing the two of them made Shi Song's face even hotter.

Finally, he couldn't bear to let go of his hand.

This is what it means to let Wei Huaichen go.

Wei Huaichen gave a low laugh, his hand untied the button that was fastened to the neckline at the time, and then went all the way down.

Surrounded by such a cold breath, Shi Song felt that he didn't know where to put his hands.

He stared blankly at himself in the mirror.

It was the posture of being embraced by Wei Huaichen from behind, with drooping eyebrows and eyes, straight nose, slightly raised lip line, exuding an intimacy all over his body,

The opponent's hands are also very beautiful, to the extent that they can be used as hand models, with fair skin and well-defined joints, and there are faint tooth marks left on the protruding wrist bones.

But now, those hands are unbuttoning Shi Song bit by bit.

Breathing slowly became hot, and time seemed to be stretched.

At the end, his slightly cool fingertips slid across the skin of Shi Song's body.

Wei Huaichen put his hand on the elastic band of Shi Song's pajama pants, and hooked it lightly.

Shi Song felt like his head was going to explode.

He swallowed hard, his voice muffled.

"Brother, let me do it myself."

"Do you want to come by yourself?"

There seemed to be some regret in Wei Huaichen's voice.

"That's not impossible."

"Songsong changes clothes by herself, and I'll watch from the side, okay?"

Shi Song closed his eyes hard.

What the hell kind of shit is this.

He almost doubted that Wei Huaichen's illness had never been cured!This look is really abnormal now!

Under Wei Huaichen's gaze, Shi Song quickly changed his clothes.

He pulled the neckline unnaturally, then looked sideways at the other party: "Brother, what do you think of me now?"

"nice."

Wei Huaichen's eyes flashed full of amazement, and his tone softened involuntarily.

Song Song is already pretty enough, no matter what she wears, she has a very unique temperament.

Now that he was wearing such a grand dress, his whole body was shining brightly.

Wei Huaichen looks forward to Songsong's appearance at the wedding more and more.

After both of them changed their clothes, they walked out of the dressing room.

The assistant's eyes widened.

Even the senior tailor was taken aback, and he quickly stood up: "My God, this is even better than I imagined."

"Thank you."

Hearing the praise, Shi Song's eyes narrowed.

The tailor looked around at the clothes on them: "There shouldn't be any major problems with the dresses. I'll just make some adjustments to the details later."

Shi Song nodded.

The tailor took a ruler to sort out their shape data, and wrote down a few data that needed minor revisions.

He moved quickly and finished the work in a short time.

Before leaving, the tailor looked at Shi Song and Wei Huaichen.

"Then wish the two newlyweds a happy marriage in advance."

The corners of Wei Huaichen's lips curled up.

"Well, thank you."

At this time, it was six days before the wedding.

……

"You and your husband's wedding will be in a while. Let me interview you. How do you feel now?"

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is two hours before the wedding.

Li Yan held the camera in one hand, and held the microphone made of paper with the other hand and put it to Shi Song's lips.

There was a beaming look on this man's face, the corners of his lips hadn't dropped since the morning, and he was busy busy all the time, he knew clearly that Shi Song was getting married, but those who didn't know thought it was him who wanted to marry. It's a wedding.

Shi Song is putting on makeup at this time.

Speaking of makeup, in fact, his appearance is already superior enough, at most he just needs to put on a base makeup and darken his eyebrows a little.

He stepped back to avoid the microphone that Li Yan handed over, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"How old are you? This is childish."

He was unwilling to cooperate with Li Yan to commit stupidity.

Who knew that Li Yan would not let him go.

"Just say a few words, I will record them for you, and they will be good memories in the future."

At this time, the makeup artist had already finished applying Shi Song.

Shi Song looked sideways at Li Yan, his eyes were facing the lens of the camera.

His mind moved slightly.

"How do you feel now?"

Under Li Yan's expectant gaze, he finally spoke.

"Actually...it seems a little nervous."

……

"I never thought Mr. Wei would be nervous."

On the other side, Assistant Wu was following Wei Huaichen to help him deal with the matter. Seeing him put on his formal attire, he couldn't help laughing.

Wei Huaichen looked no different from usual.

The only thing that can be seen is that the corners of his lips are slightly pressed down, and the state is tight.

After all, Assistant Wu has been with Wei Huaichen for a long time, so of course he could sense something strange.

Wei Huaichen glanced at Assistant Wu.

He was actually in a very good mood, so he made a rare joke.

"Why, even your boss is making fun of you now."

"Don't dare."

Assistant Wu scratched his bald head and smiled, he waved his hands again and again: "You are really handsome today, Mr. Xiao must like it when he sees it."

When Assistant Wu said this, it was in line with Wei Huaichen's thoughts.

Wei Huaichen couldn't help but a little smile flashed in his eyes.

"Oh, right."

Wei Huaichen asked casually, "I heard that you are planning to marry your girlfriend recently."

Assistant Wu is actually nearly 40 years old, but he has never been married before, and only has a girlfriend who has been with him for five or six years.

He once said before that it's not that he doesn't want to get married, the main reason is that his girlfriend wants to think about it for a while, and she doesn't want to have children in the future, so the two of them are not in a hurry.

Because of this, Assistant Wu put the matter on hold.

Mentioning this, Assistant Wu smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Hey, my girlfriend just agreed to my marriage proposal, and our business is still far away."

"Since they all proposed successfully, it's not too far away."

Wei Huaichen's voice paused slightly: "Didn't you always like that car? Afterwards, I will transfer money to you from my private account, so you can buy it."

Assistant Wu's eyes widened instantly.

"Mr. Wei, are you serious?"

The price of the car he likes starts at tens of millions. Although Assistant Wu's salary is already very, very high, he can't easily afford such a car. He just looked at it before.

Wei Huaichen nodded slightly.

"of course it's true."

Assistant Wu was almost knocked out by the pie that fell from the sky.

The smile in Wei Huaichen's eyes could not help but amplify a little.

"Let's go, I'll pick up Songsong."

They are really getting married.