Flash Marriage Royal Sister CEO, my sister dotes on me to the heavens

Jealous?

Fang Mo sat in Ning Yuelan's car, and the woman drove towards the villa where she lived.

Fang Mo thought for a while and nodded honestly;

"I feel a little uncomfortable."

Ning Yuelan pursed her red lips and chuckled twice; "Today, my sister helped you once, and you helped my sister once. We help each other and have a happy cooperation."

help each other! ?

This means that the two sides do not owe each other...

Fang Mo was startled, and his heart tightened;

"Sister, are those things you just said to Lin Xihan true?"

As soon as these words came out, Ning Yuelan's face suddenly turned red.

The little thing has a pretty good memory. Why don't you ask me if what I said to grandpa is true?

"Of course, it's to help you find a way to get angry at Lin Xihan's lies."

Ning Yuelan patted her chest, brother, I'm sorry, my sister can't reveal her secrets now.

Seventy-eight-year-old Fang Mo had a crush on fifteen- or sixteen-year-old Ning Yuelan, and it was understandable that he told her about it.

But on the other hand, if a lonely elder sister who is fifteen or sixteen years old has a crush on a little puppy who is seven or eight years old, that would be a bit bt!

But when Fang Mo heard this, he felt empty for a moment.

"Do you want to inform Uncle Fang and Aunt Ran about the wedding?"

Ning Yuelan didn't notice the change in Fang Mo's mood and changed the topic.

"Forehead……"

Fang Mo hesitated for a moment. According to his father's and mother's attitude towards him, even if they knew that he married Sister Yuelan, it shouldn't have any impact.

Do you really want to notify your parents?

It feels so official!

"It's better to give a brief notice."

Hearing this, Ning Yuelan chuckled lightly;

"What? Are you afraid that your sister won't let you go after the wedding?"

That's right, I just won't let you go.

But sister, I won’t admit it!

When Fang Mo heard this, he grinned dryly;

"This is not."

When we arrived at Ning Yuelan's villa, it was already seven or eight o'clock in the afternoon. Logically speaking, Fang Mo planned to go home. However, he didn't try on clothes in the suit shop in the afternoon. Ning Yuelan made people fall in love with Fang Mo again. All styles are packed back.

So the woman insisted that Fang Mo try it on at home and decide on the suit for the wedding before leaving.

Watching Fang Mo enter her boudoir holding more than a dozen suits, Ning Yuelan curled her red lips charmingly and picked up her mobile phone to make a call;

"Don't even think about leaving once you're here. Hey, housekeeper, go to Jade Apartment and move all Fang Mo's things over to me."

"Oh, by the way, there's also his house."

"Key? There is no door to the house in Jade Apartment. You can just go in. As for the key to his house, well... he is changing clothes. I will take out the key to you in a moment. You can get it at my door."

The woman smiled slyly, like a little fox that had succeeded in its trick.

Soon, Fang Mo changed his clothes and walked out of the room. He was tall, but relatively thin. He was neither strong nor thin.

So when the suit is worn on the body, it can barely hold up.

The coat was slightly gray in color, and it shone with a high-end quality under the light.

It is said that a suit is a man's shirt, and a man relies on his clothes and his horse relies on his saddle. Fang Mo's temperament suddenly improved.

Very good, Fang Mo’s vision is quite tasteful!

Ning Yuelan's beautiful eyes flashed with a trace of satisfaction.

Fang Mo himself was a little nervous. After all, he had hardly attended any formal occasions since graduation, and he had never worn a suit several times in his life.

"Sister, how about this one?"

Ning Yuelan nodded; "Our younger brother is indeed handsome in whatever he wears!"

After saying that, Ning Yuelan pursed her red lips and pointed at the wedding dress she brought back;

"But it doesn't feel like it matches mine. I chose a wedding dress with a long tail. If you wear a tight-fitting style, it will look unharmonious when we stand together. Why don't you try another one?" ?”

Fang Mo nodded and walked toward the room obediently.

Ning Yuelan's red lips curled up into a smile.

"Okay, I'll change into my wedding dress too, and we can look in the mirror."

"I'll go to the bedroom to change. You can change in the study."

Fang Mo didn't think much and obediently entered the study again.

There was a sense of pride in Ning Yuelan's eyes that her evil plot had succeeded;

"The little guy was pushed away by me."

Fang Mo's casual jacket and trousers that he wore in the morning were all left in the bedroom. Ning Yuelan entered the room and immediately dug into the pockets of his trousers, and sure enough, she found the key to Fang Mo's home.

It just so happened that her cell phone rang at this time.

The time is just right!

Ning Yuelan asked the housekeeper to stand at the bottom of the bedroom and threw him out of the window.

When Fang Mo changed his clothes and came out, he found out suspiciously that Sister Yuelan had entered the room and there was no movement for a long time. Fang Mo was still confused whether it was too difficult to wear a wedding dress alone, but Ning Yuelan's voice suddenly stopped. echoed in the room.

"Brother, come in and help me. There is a zipper in the back that my sister can't reach."

amount……

Fang Mo was stunned for a moment, then his face suddenly turned red.

Ning Yuelan's urging voice sounded from the room again;

"Hurry up, the wedding dress is very heavy, and it is very difficult for people to hold the tail."

Fang Mo hurriedly entered the room and saw the woman wearing a snow-white wedding dress again. Although he had already seen her once in the morning, Fang Mo could not help but be shocked by Ning Yuelan's divine appearance.

Ning Yuelan had snow-white skin, and the well-fitting wedding dress fit her upper body tightly, perfectly setting off her slender figure. She wore a pink gemstone on her chest, which just happened to fit in the gap.

Bright and moving, gorgeous.

So beautiful, Ning Yuelan is so beautiful...

Ning Yuelan held the long tail in one hand and held her hair in the other hand, seeing Fang Mo's reaction at this moment.

There was a hint of smugness in the woman's eyes;

"Idiot, what are you looking at?"

"Why don't you come over and help me quickly? Do you want to tire me to death?"

Ah!

Only then did Fang Mo cough;

"No, mainly because my sister is so beautiful, I was stunned for a while."

Although he knew what Fang Mo was thinking from the young man's reaction, he didn't expect that this fool would take the initiative to speak out.

Ning Yuelan's pretty face suddenly turned rosy. She didn't expect that after just one day of contact, she could get compliments from his mouth.

It's not easy!

The road to conquering the milk dog brother seems to be less arduous and long.

When pulling the zipper, Fang Mo's palm inevitably came into contact with Ning Yuelan's smooth back, and he immediately shuddered. Even if only the back of his hand touched the woman's skin, it felt as silky as mutton-fat jade. All came clearly.

Fang Mo's Adam's apple couldn't help but roll;

"She is indeed the dream lover of 2000 million men!"

This is not just random talk by Fang Mo, it is supported by theory!

2000 million refers to all men of marriageable age in Jiangcheng.

Last year, a bored Fortune Channel launched a voting program.

Including the entertainment circle, business circle, and sports circle, dozens of household names were selected for voting to see who is the ideal partner in everyone's mind.

With eight times more votes than No. 2, Ning Yuelan has truly become the dream lover of the 2000 million bachelors in Jiangcheng.

Although Fang Mo talked to himself in a low voice, Ning Yuelan still heard it.

She turned to look at the young man with a smile; "Then let me interview our brother Fang Mo about his dream of marrying a man worth 2000 million. How does it feel?"

"Ahem, sister, don't make trouble, the zipper is a little stuck, don't move."

Fang Mo hesitated, then he said this.

Ning Yuelan suddenly turned her head again in confusion;

"It's not done yet..."

"Sister, stop, my hands."

The next moment, Fang Mo stumbled and stepped on the long tail of Ning Yuelan's wedding dress. He lost his balance, hugged Ning Yuelan and fell towards the bed.

boom--

This time, the two of them were completely in close contact with each other.

Fang Mo was half a head taller than Ning Yuelan, and his lips just touched the woman's forehead. He hugged her upright and fell on the bed. They had a sincere confrontation.

Fang Mo almost couldn't hold his breath.

Referee, she committed a foul, she hit someone with the ball...