love's hideout

Wanli was startled by Qu Chucheng's actions, and looked at him with wide eyes and trembling lips.

Qu Chucheng's warm fingers felt the trembling of Wanli's lips, pursed his lips and moved his fingers away.

"Good night".

Finally, Wanli struggled to say the only conversation they had tonight.

Qu Chucheng stood up with a wry smile, but was grabbed by his hand, so lightly that Qu Chucheng could break free with a little force.

He stood in a place out of the light and looked at Wanli who was lying on the bed with a focused expression.

"I..."

Wanli couldn't see Qu Chucheng's full lips opened and closed in the darkness.

"Happy Newlyweds".

After Wanli finished speaking quickly, she turned off the bed lamp, nestled herself in the quilt, bit her lips hard, and tried hard to keep the tears away

Flow down.

Happy wedding?

Wanli, did you want to tell him from the bottom of your heart?

Am I going to be happy and use you to bless me?

Qu Chucheng sneered at Wanli who was covered with a quilt on the bed by the cold moonlight, only her forehead and hair were exposed.

There was a soft slam of the door.

When Wanli opened his eyes, Qu Chucheng had disappeared.

The angle here is just right to see all the vehicles entering and leaving the villa.

Recalling what Wen Yun said to him: "Back then you left Wan Rui suddenly without even saying hello. After you left, Qu Chucheng fell ill, and sat in front of the window of his room every day like waiting Look... who is it!"

Qu Chucheng and Tian Xu came out of the villa with a smile, their backs were facing Wanli, Qu Chucheng seemed to have noticed something and turned around to look at the position of his room, a thin figure standing at the window, just like him eight years ago. Silly standing there waiting.

Qu Chucheng smiled evilly, turned around and held Tian Xu's bracelet around his waist, put one hand on Tian Xu's shoulder, his lips rubbed against Tian Xu's ear, as if he was saying something sweet, otherwise how could Tian Xu laugh So happy?

Wanli clenched her fists, frowned tightly, and pursed her lips to watch a red Cayenne drive slowly with its lights on.

After leaving the villa, the speed of the car became very fast, and soon disappeared from Wanli's sight.

Sitting down on the carpet like a puppet that has come off its strings, he finally couldn't help crying. . .

the next day.

bridal shop.

European-style decoration, milky white dark pattern wallpaper, and several models in gorgeous wedding dresses are placed in front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows.

Wanli stopped beside rows of white wedding dresses.

"Wanli, I think this one is pretty good."

Wanli looked at Xu Gurou wearing a white lace off-shoulder wedding dress, allowing her clavicle and fragrant shoulders to fully bloom her beauty, and the V-shaped backless design on the back, showing off her beauty generously.

Light gauze dancing, soft and hazy flicking thousands of thoughts. The elegant lace dress is full of gauze, which is exquisite and highlights the high-end gorgeous quality.

"So beautiful. Gurou".

People can't help laughing when they see beautiful things.

Wanli and the wedding dress staff around her gave thumbs up in praise.

"But I think this one is also good."

Unsatisfied, Xu Gurou picked up another wedding dress on the hanger and walked into the dressing room.

Wanli and the staff looked at each other and shook their heads impatiently.

All the women seemed to be as unsatisfied as Xu Gurou, always thinking that the next one might be more beautiful than this one.

Wan Li was sitting on the sofa flipping through the photos of the wedding dress, and suddenly her fingers stopped to flip through the paper.

In the picture, a pair of young boys in white suits are making love.

It turns out that boys and boys can take pictures like this.

If it was Qu Chucheng and him. . .

Wan Li couldn't help laughing.

Wanli shook his head, what was he thinking?

It is impossible for him to take such an intimate photo with Qu Chucheng in his life.

Wanli put the album aside and stood up, attracted by the pure white tuxedo on the model in front of the window.

Wan Li reached out and stroked the smooth fabric and the light blue bow tie on the neckline of the model.

"Sir, do you want to try?"

The staff spoke politely and looked at Wanli with a smile.

"No.. no need".

Wanli quickly shook his head and took a few steps back.

"This is a newly exhibited tuxedo. There is no promotional photo in the store, so it's okay to treat it as a favor?"

The clerk was a little girl, who looked immature but wore a formal suit and skirt. Wanli didn't know how to refuse her begging eyes.

"Um.."

While Wanli was hesitating, the clerk had already pushed Wanli into another dressing room.

The huge office is dominated by gray and black tones.

Qu Chucheng sat on the boss chair and closed his eyes to meditate.

"Mr. Qu, Ms. Gurou's call."

Qu Chucheng took the phone from his assistant and put it to his ear.

"Hey".

"Chucheng, I tried on a few wedding dresses and I want you to choose them for me, can you come over?"

"Gu Rou, didn't I say yesterday that I can't do it?"

Qu Chucheng sank himself in the boss chair and rubbed his temples.

"But you are my future husband. Of course I want to dress more beautifully for your wedding. I want you to give me some advice."

On the other end of the phone, it was obvious that Xu Gurou was angry.

"Wanli, the dress you are wearing is so beautiful, like a little prince."

In the next second, Xu Gurou on the other end of the phone actually laughed happily.

Wanli, who was praised, scratched her limp hair a little embarrassed.

"I feel so uncomfortable."

Wanli felt uncomfortable as if her body was being restrained.

"I'll be there soon."

Qu Chucheng put down the phone, put on the black coat on the hanger, and went out.

"What? I'll be there soon."

Xu Gurou couldn't believe what she heard, who was the one who couldn't tell just now?Repeated person.

Qu Chucheng is really a nervous guy.

According to the clerk and the photographer, Wanli made an unnatural poss.

"Is that possible?"

Every movement Wanli made was humbly inquiring.

"Okay, that's how it feels."

That's the favorite phrase of photographers wearing purple hoods.

After the photo was taken, the clerk poured a cup of coffee and handed it to Wanli.

"Fortunately."

"No, there's nothing to do anyway."

Wan Li took the coffee from the clerk's hand and thanked her with a smile.

"Brother Wanli, which one should I choose for the veil?"

After Xu Gurou finally finalized the wedding dress, she began to struggle with the veil.

With three or four veils in her hand, she looked at Wanli in a daze.

"I think they look good, what should I do?"

Xu Gurou pulled Wanli to sit down and put the veil on Wanli by herself.

"Gurou, only brides wear this."

Wanli shyly tried to avoid it.

"look here!"

The photographer raised his SLR camera and suddenly interrupted the two of them.

Wanli turned her head in the direction of the sound.

"Card wipe".

Shutter to take pictures.

"That's right. That's the feeling, the feeling of being innocent with tears."

"Show me quickly."

Xu Gurou ran to the photographer and looked at Wanli in the SLR camera.

"There's no me at all. I'm the protagonist, okay?"

Xu Gurou pouted and folded her hands on her chest, looking unhappy.

"I'm sorry, Gu Rou."

Wan Li pulled Xu Gurou's hand to try to comfort him.

When Qu Chucheng walked into the bridal shop, Wanli and Xu Gurou were smiling and looking at the photos in the camera.

"This one is so cute."

Wanli was wearing a pure white tuxedo with a light blue tie at the neckline and a hazy white veil on her head.

Looks like a bride-to-be.

why?

Everything in Wanli can make Qu Chucheng fall in love with him so much.

"Chu City".

Xu Gurou looked up at the man in front of him who was watching Wanli intently and called out his name.

Wanli's first reaction when she saw Qu Chucheng was to bury her head in her chest.

He hated himself for standing in front of Qu Chucheng dressed like this, and wanted to get into the cracks in the ground.

"You really came".

Xu Gurou shook his arm holding him.

"Why are you dressed like this".

Qu Chucheng's eyes fell on Wanli's body, and his tone was cold, as if he was conveying some order.

"I,,,,".

"What am I?"

Qu Chucheng approached him, hooked his fingers on Wanli's chin and slowly lifted it up.

"do not do that".

Wanli dodged Qu Chucheng's slender fingers and lowered her head.

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