"Sister Zicao, what's wrong with you? Are you really unwilling?" Seeing my strange expression, Lady Hong came up to me and asked caringly: "If you are really unwilling, I'll go talk to Master.
Give Yi Ran a good lesson, how could he do it without asking for your permission..."
My love was so incomplete, I wanted to say that I was not willing, but I interrupted the red lady: "No, I am willing, I'm just not ready yet."
Since he wants to marry me to fulfill their love, I can also marry him to fulfill his love.
Because, I love him.
Just because I love him.
I love ease, elegance and leisurely.
Since my love is destined to be incomplete, it is not a bad idea to consummate it for others. I am not a good person, but for him, I am willing to be a good person for once.
"Sister Hong Niangzi, can I see my wedding dress?" I calmed down the huge waves in my heart and asked Hong Niangzi cautiously.
There are still expectations, like all newlyweds, so I want to take a look at my wedding clothes.
"Okay, but it's not completely done yet. You can take a look first and let me know what you think and I'll change it right away." The red lady didn't know what I was thinking and happily led me to the inner room, walking along.
Said: "Zicao, you don't know that your wedding dress, Yiran specifically mentioned to the master, must be different from others. He said that you like plainness, and too bright red is not suitable for you. You need to make a dress."
A light green piece, like the new hope of spring."
Hope in spring? Light green?
I buried my head, thought about it carefully, and then looked at the goose-yellow clothes I was wearing. It seemed that I was really lighter green. If my wedding dress was this color, I would also like it very much.
Yes.
Soon, I saw the beautiful light green wedding dress. They said it was perfect, but I never believed it. Only if I saw it with my own eyes would I know it was true.
I don’t know what material the clothes are made of. It feels as smooth and delicate as milk. It has wide sleeves, a girdle with a simple but elegant pattern, the cuffs and hem are embroidered with deep and shallow cloud patterns, and the color of the lining
It is heavier, the outer garment is translucent, and the inner garment is in the style of a tube top, with generous and noble green peonies embroidered with darker green thread, and the whole garment is shining with tiny bits of light...
"It's so beautiful," I couldn't help but praise.
"This dress was made by the Weaver Girl and I after we worked together for a long time. If you like it," the red lady said happily, "I plan to add a lace in the middle of the girdle. The color of the ribbon will be the same as the inner garment."
What do you think about it being the same?"
"Very good," I answered quickly, but there was one thing that was very strange. I turned my head and asked about this strange thing: "Sister Hong Niangzi, how do you know my dress size?"
"Of course Yiran said it," the red lady said with an expression of "you are stupid" and said: "Come here, let me see if Yiran made a mistake."
I then let the matchmaker take the ruler and measure me. After she finished measuring, she said in surprise: "Hey, it's really neither too long nor too short. Yi Ran..."
The red lady blinked her eyes, looking a little charming: "Zicao, Yiran feels your size so clearly, are you... ahem... already doing that... that something?"
What is that? Then... I quickly understood what the red lady was talking about, and my face turned red with embarrassment: "Sister Hong Niang, what are you talking about? It's nothing... nothing."