Liang Xiao was surprised, "Zhao Dong, what do you mean? Why are you sitting so far away?"
Zhao Dong sighed, "You women are too vengeful. I can't afford to offend you. It's better to do it less!"
Liang Xiao pouted, "De Xing, you haven't done anything wrong, so why are you so afraid of me?"
With that said, she stood up and said, "Okay, let's go. Don't just sit here and wait around. You can try on the clothes too."
Liang Xiao introduced them as they walked.
It's similar to Sophie's piece. The two pieces of clothing come as a set and are both handmade.
Of course, in order to create a wedding effect and conform to modern people's aesthetics.
During the sewing process, we tried to retain most of the ancient fabrics, but some details were still exaggerated in a film-like manner.
Moreover, men's dresses are relatively simple. Although the workmanship is similar, the process and style are relatively simpler than women's dresses, and they are not that complicated to wear.
But even so, it is difficult for one person to operate it.
Most of the staff were at Sophie's side, so Zhao Dong was in a hurry and didn't get dressed for a long time.
Liang Xiao stepped forward helplessly, patted her gently and said: "You clumsy one, let go, I'll do it!"
With that said, she took the initiative to take over the clothes and helped Zhao Dong put them on one by one.
Soon, Liang Xiao regretted it.
When she was wearing clothes, the inevitable contact made her feel uncomfortable and weird.
Especially when wearing a large belt around your waist, you should reach out and hug it.
As she got closer, she felt her heartbeat speed up!
Zhao Dong's side was not feeling well either.
As he got closer, the smell of perfume from Liang Xiao's body penetrated straight into his nose, and the fiery breath invaded, the heat was astonishing.
Zhao Dong did not dare to lower his head or move.
Stretch your arms out like a puppet.
After finally finishing the work, Zhao Dong was fine, but Liang Xiaore was sweating all over.
She took a few steps back, and when she saw Zhao Dong looking intently, she couldn't help but tease, "Zhao Dong, tell me, it's obviously you who is getting married, but why am I as busy as a little maid?"
Zhao Dong waved his hands hurriedly, "No, how dare I ask Host Liang Da to be my maid?"
"Those fans of yours, why don't you drown me with their spit?"
Liang Xiao chuckled, "It's good that you know!"
"If you dare to tell me what happened just now, I won't be able to spare you!"
"Okay, let's see where it doesn't fit and tell the staff about it later, and they will help you modify it later."
Zhao Dong nodded and looked in the mirror.
It was my first time to wear ancient costumes, which was a bit awkward.
Liang Xiao stood not far away with a curious look in his eyes.
I always feel that Zhao Dong's whole temperament has been completely changed under the disguise.
Zhao Dong looked at her through the mirror, "How are you doing? Do you feel that you are neither fish nor fowl?"
Liang Xiao stepped forward, straightened Zhao Dong's clothes, then looked at it carefully and said, "Not bad!"
"To be honest, I don't really like men nowadays. They are thin and very effeminate."
"When it comes to skin care and skin care, she is more proficient than us women."
"Some men even have better skin than me."
"I'm not complimenting you. I've seen a lot of men in ancient costumes, but it's rare to find someone who can look impressive in them."
"You... you have a bit of a king's air, and you are barely worthy of Miss Su!"
Zhao Dong was speechless, "Are you praising someone or criticizing someone?"
"You might as well say I'm thick-skinned and thick-skinned!"
Liang Xiao laughed in a good mood, "It's good that you know!"
"Okay, I'm going to see what's going on with Miss Su. Don't follow me!"
She didn't look any further and waited for the staff to come over to take over. She retreated in an evasive manner.
When Sophie came out of the fitting room, her whole little face was flushed.
Zhao Dong stepped forward and hugged the person, "How is it? Are you satisfied?"
Sophie said proudly: "Sister Liang Xiao didn't let me tell you, so she asked me to give you a surprise on the wedding day!"
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In the evening, Zhao Dong had other arrangements to send Sophie back first.
Just after she finished her work, Tang Rou called, "Hey, busy guy Zhao, I haven't received your call for a day. You agreed to treat me to dinner tonight. Didn't you forget?"
Zhao Dong explained, "Don't dare. I went to see the wedding planner with my wife in the afternoon. I just finished my work."
Tang Rou teased, "Can't you tell, he is a good man who loves his wife? Okay, I will send you the address later, come here quickly!"
When Zhao Dong received the address, he didn't delay and arrived at the place half an hour later.
The location is a Western restaurant with a relatively high-end environment.
Zhao Dong was startled when he walked over. There was obviously something wrong with Tang Rou today. She was wearing a long burgundy dress that highlighted her curvy figure.
There was a wind blowing, and the skirt of the skirt was picked up by the wind.
Embellished with high heels, the ankles are slender and the insteps are white.
Zhao Dong's eyes were raised, his long skirt was half open to the shoulders, and he was also wearing a lambskin jacket, which was full of femininity.
However, she was obviously wearing makeup today.
Holding her handbag with both hands, she looked wandering and wandering, probably waiting for someone, and her long eyelashes were particularly charming.
Zhao Dong coughed from a distance and then attracted her attention.
Tang Rou stepped forward, "What took you so long?"
Zhao Dong explained, "There's a traffic jam on the road!"
Tang Rou nodded, "Let's go in, the place has been reserved."
Zhao Dong stood still and said, "Wait a minute, weren't you waiting for someone just now? No more?"
Tang Rou rolled her eyes, "I'm just waiting for you, okay!"
Zhao Dong pointed, "Are you waiting for me wearing this? Could it be the Hongmen Banquet?"
Tang Rou said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, are you leaving or not?"
Zhao Dong shook his head, "No, Director Tang, you are such a good person, why do you suddenly want to be a woman?"
Tang Rou cursed: "Damn it, Zhao Dong, can you stop being so wicked with your mouth? When did I stop being a woman?"
Zhao Dong stepped back, "I have never considered you a woman!"
Tang Rou couldn't help but say, "Stop talking nonsense!"
"Let me tell you, all the information that Xiao Wu helped you find is with me. If you dare to leave today, I guarantee you will regret it!"
Zhao Dong sneered, "Am I afraid of you?"
Tang Rou smiled quizzically, "Huh, what's the matter? Are you going to investigate a woman named Meng Jiao behind your Queen Su's back?"
"Zhao Dong, tell me, if I give this information to Sophie, how will she deal with you?"
Zhao Dong didn't care, "You can do whatever you want, my wife knows about this."
Seeing that the threat failed, Tang Rou took the initiative to step forward and lowered her voice: "If you dare to leave, I will shout you molestation now!"
Zhao Dong was depressed, "Damn it, didn't you just say you were a woman? Can you be more ladylike?"
The corners of Tang Rou's lips raised, "I can't be too gentle with you!"
As she spoke, she stepped hard with her toes.
Zhao Dong cursed: "Smelly Sanba, what the hell are you doing again?"
Tang Rou ignored him and pulled him away.
Next to the window, there was a man wearing a suit, sitting there a little awkwardly.
Seeing Tang Rou, he hurriedly stood up, but before he could open his mouth, his eyes were fixed on Zhao Dong!
Zhao Dong understood and couldn't help complaining, "Tang Rou, you just go on a blind date, why did you drag me here?"
Tang Rou pinched his arm, "Zhao Dong, I'm going to accompany you through this adversity. Are you just going to watch me in trouble? Or are you not a brother?"