"..." Everyone who was busy also looked at the closed living room door, and was stunned for a moment, turned away? Can't the action continue?
Then everyone turned their eyes to Mo Fan. After all, he called him, waiting for his instructions.
"It's okay." Mo Fan almost hesitated and ordered in a gentle voice, "So let's do it, proceed as planned, and do it first."
"OK."
So everyone started to get busy again, moving all the things in the car, light strips, flowers, ribbons, balloons...
Anyway, if you pay as much as you want, what are you afraid of?
Today I am going to prepare a courtship ceremony in the yard, which is the kind of live broadcast throughout the whole process. He even brought it to the reporter, so there is no need to hold a press conference to clarify it seriously.
The reporters are also helping to wrap the light strips on the fence, among the flowers and plants, everyone's aesthetic taste is quite good.
Although it is a bit vulgar to use candles to form love, this is the first time Mo Fan has done this.
The placement and organization of flowers are also very particular, and there is one here who is also a flower arrangement master.
In the yard, a group of people were busy in an orderly manner.
In front of the window upstairs, Han Jiamei, wearing pajamas, held the curtains and looked at the scene in the yard. She heard the movement just now.
She was covered in hair and was in a very calm mood. She seemed to have guessed what Mo Fan was going to do.
He held the phone tightly in his other hand, lowered his eyes and glanced at the screen, but there was still no phone number or information.
Didn't he think about explaining first?
Don't consider her mood?
Han Jiamei believed in her judgment. Mo Fan definitely didn't like Mu Xin, otherwise why wouldn't she marry her?
But she also knew that the photos of the restaurant were real, and they had dinner together.
Whenever I think about it, I feel less comfortable.
The decoration in the living room downstairs is very particular.
Peiying sat on the sofa drinking tea leisurely, and looked outside from time to time.
"Madam, Mr. Mo wants to court?" Sister Mei observed through the floor-to-ceiling window, quickly returned to her side, and reported in a low voice, "Even the banner is pulled, it says Jiamei, be my girlfriend! I will be my lifelong
I'll be good to you for a lifetime!"
"Vagian." Peiying looked at him disdainfully and even sneered, "Is he just that little taste?"
"He has a good taste." Sister Mei didn't understand, and she blurted out, "How excellent is our lady? She is weird, playful and cute."
Peiying frowned and looked at her, "I mean he is a cheesy courtship."
Sister Mei still smiled and said, "Madam, this just means that he is not Aquaman. He is really a man. Think about it, if you have more courtships and more experience, how can you print a banner?"
Hey, what she said seems to make some sense.
So Sister Mei saw that although the wife had a stern face, she was actually happy.
With so many people, it is very powerful. Everything outside is quickly arranged, warm and romantic, especially when the light strip is turned on, it can emit dazzling light even in broad daylight, which is so beautiful.
All this fell into the eyes of the girl in front of the window on the second floor.
Jiamei was moved inside. She witnessed the whole process and kept watching Mo Fan's busy figure.
Everything was ready, Mo Fan stood in the middle, and the reporters held up their cameras and quickly debugged the equipment and prepared to start shooting.
Mo Fan raised his eyes and the two of them gathered together.
Jiamei was very calm, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of Mo Fan's lips. He reached out to her and shouted at her, "Jiamei! Get off quickly!"
With eyes facing each other, time seemed to have stopped... After a while, Han Jiamei turned around and left in front of the window.