An Qi sat in Xiao Zhuo's car, looking at the fleeting scenery outside the window. The fine sweat on her palms reminded her that the next moment would be the moment when her dream would come true, and from today on, she would
The man next to her is her husband.
"Nervous?" Xiao Zhuo glanced sideways, glanced at An Qi lightly, and joked in a good mood when he saw two unnatural blushes on her pretty face.
"Tch, I'm not nervous, but you, it's too late to regret it now!" An Qi noticed a trace of sadness in his eyes. She could see that his choice to marry her was definitely not as simple as being forced by Xiao Zhenxiong.
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"Girl, don't say I regret it, even if you regret it now, it's impossible!" Xiao Zhuo chuckled softly, the doting in his eyes when he looked at An Qi, it actually felt so natural, An Qi was better than anything he had ever seen before.
A woman must understand him! Perhaps, this is also the similarity between them, they both hide their own secrets in their hearts!
Pressing the accelerator to the maximum, Xiao Zhuo drove the car to the church half an hour later. The banquet guests invited by Xiao Zhenxiong were all celebrities and nobles in the shopping mall, which was enough to show that he attached great importance to this wedding.
An Qi was taken to the dressing room upstairs, where makeup artists and stylists were immediately waiting. After she separated from Xiao Zhuo, An Qi didn't know where he went. At this special time, there was no one she knew around her.
This feeling of being alone made her feel a little sad. She closed her eyes and let them move on her face. Two hours later, when she stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling mirror wearing a white wedding dress,
At this moment, she is holy and beautiful, with a slender eyebrow, pink cheeks, an icy figure, bright eyes and white teeth. Her trendy fishtail wedding dress wraps her slender body, and the hem of the skirt is inlaid with twelve Birkins.
Real diamonds, simple and unique design make her fair and fat skin more pink and translucent. Her long hair is pulled up and embedded under the crystal crown. Now Angel is like the most noble princess from the castle.
The noble temperament exuded from her body was enough to attract everyone's admiring gaze. An Qi held up her pendant and looked at herself in the mirror, with a beautiful curve at the corner of her mouth...
In the VIP lounge next door, the groom's stylist had been waiting outside for more than half an hour without any instructions from the rebellious young master in front of him. Xiao Zhuo stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his fingertips burning.
The burning cigar had already wrapped around his fingers, and it wasn't until the scorching temperature burned his fingers that Xiao Zhuo slowly came back to his senses. When he looked at the British-style three-piece Xinlang dress placed in the lounge, that
The white smear scratched his eyes a little.
"Mr. Xiao, the wedding starts in twenty minutes. Look..." When the designer sent by Xiao Zhenxiong to monitor Xiao Zhuo wandered outside the door again, Xiao Zhuo flicked the cigarette ashes off his clothes and looked deeply.
He nodded and said, "Well, let's change clothes!"
Just when Xiao Zhuo changed his clothes and walked out of the dressing room, he was wearing a handsome button-down gentleman's dress, which made his tall body more upright and handsome. His light brown hair was shaped into a chic line, with folds at the wrists.
The pleated sleeves were neat and elegant. When Xiao Zhuo raised his feet and was about to step out, the cell phone placed on the sofa in the lounge suddenly came to mind.
The steps stopped for a few seconds. When Xiao Zhuo heard the special ringing, he turned around and walked back.
"Brother Zhuo..." When the soft and sweet voice came from the other end of the phone, Xiao Zhuo's newly built strong heart collapsed, and ripples appeared in his heart.
"God bless, can you do me a favor?" After Xiao Zhuo rushed out of the church desperately, the white Lamborghini galloped like a hurricane and disappeared in front of the church door, which was like a sea of roses.