Chapter Two hundred and thirty-two, let's get married

Luo Ying came forward, to help her tidy up the not quite flat skirt: "or forget it, the size is also other people's heart, you do so, he will be very sad. "

"Ah. " Tang Miao bowed his head Lost Sigh, picked up the skirt to the edge of the shelf, let the server to pick up the wedding dress that she just very heart. Then went to Luo Ying's in front, compared in her body.

"Now that I'm here, why don't you try this one on for me, and it will sort of assuage my regrets, okay? "

Luo Ying outstretched hand to block down although the in the mind already started to be ready to stir, but on the mouth still refused.

"No, no, if you really like it, we'll take it off and try it on. It'll look much better on you than on me. "

They buck each other, two Samsara, Tang Miao began to pretend to be impatient up.

"Oh, don't dilly-dally, are you my good sister after all, even I this small request is not satisfied, I am really disappointed in you. "

Luo Ying is the first time to hear Tang Miao say such words, feel some at a loss, she looked at her fidgety face, prevaricate also don't know what to say.

"Miao Miao, I. . . "

"just say whether you try, a word, do not try you are not my good sister. "

Tang Miao know luoying heart has been shaken, so seize the opportunity to start inch by inch. Luo Ying had no way, had to agree down.

"O. . . Kay. "

Watching her enter the dressing room, Tang Miao also turned into another dressing room, the wedding dress although fit, but its design, is really a bit tight, suffocated her, she would like to directly off it, put on her clothes.

The phone swiped onto Gong Haohui's phone number, and the corners of her mouth went up with an evil smile, then switched to pressing the dial button.

"Hello, Gong Haohui? Luo Ying and I are in a bit of trouble at the wedding dress shop. I also hope you come quickly. The address has been sent to you. My cell phone is dead. I have to go now. "

Finish saying, she did not hesitate to hang up the phone, quickly changed his clothes, open the curtain to come out.

When she came out luoying did not come out, how come, change clothes how to take so long, she came to the door of her dressing room, cautiously shouting into the curtain: "Sakura, you changed? "

"No... No... just wait a little longer. "

Luo Ying's voice sounds a little shiver, she a listen to know exactly what happened, so did not want to open the curtain, saw Luo Ying hands holding chest red face squatting in the corner, looking very pitiful love.

"You're dressed, aren't you? Come out and let me have a look. "

Tang Miao two words drag her arm to plan to drag her out, Luo Ying door, or a little embarrassed.

This is the first time for her to try on a wedding dress, and the style of the wedding dress is quite...

If it was not her pocket, she was afraid of a release will be seen naked, or a little bit embarrassed.

"Why, what are you afraid of? After seeing you like this, I was the only one, really, besides, how do you know if you don't look in the mirror? This is the style. You have to believe in yourself. You can handle it."

Unable to bear the softness and hardness of Tang Miao, Luo Ying was still dragged out by her. Standing in front of the mirror, Guo, Lu's shoulders were as white as snow. Her graceful figure, no matter what it looked like on her body, appeared flawless. She looked at herself in front of the Mirror, the flush on her face had not yet completely dissipated. After a turn, she wanted to take it off.

Tang Miao stood in the door of the dressing room, blocking her way: "Oh, well, since you look so good in it, just take a photo for a while, even if you don't want to satisfy yourself, shouldn't you also satisfy me? "

"What? " Luo Ying listens to her that mean to have to point of bastard words, can not help but lightly hit her, did not expect, Tang Miao already covet her beauty.

Tang Miao while blocking her change of clothes, keep looking at the watch, the Temple Haohui, usually like wind, fire, thunder and lightning, how so slow today?

As soon as she finished complaining in her heart, she heard the sound of a car outside the door. She seemed to have found a savior. She grabbed Luo Ying and ran toward the door. She saw Gong Haohui in a black suit coming down from the car. The moment she stopped the car, just met the eyes of Luo Ying in her wedding dress.

At that moment, as if time had frozen, Tang Miao felt himself, simply like a huge light bulb, but no way, the plot is too good to see, she really did not want to leave.

"You... look great in your wedding dress. "

Gong Haohui parked his car, came over to stand in front of Luo Ying, slowly say, this praise.

Although he still looks like a cloud and light breeze on the surface, Tang Miao knows that his heart must have been Primary Colors.

With Gong Haohui in such a way to meet, Luo Ying also appears a little at a loss, do not have too much guess, must be called to Tang Miao, finished, he will not think, he is forcing marriage to him AH.

What to do, in fact, she does not have the idea, when marriage, in fact, she does not matter.

With her fingers all over the dress. Silk, edge, feel to tear the wedding dress to pieces, she lowered her head, or decided to explain to her.

"that... that... I do not want to force marriage with you, I just... with Miao Miao came here today to try on the wedding dress, also followed a try, you do not think too much. "

Listen to his stuttering finish, Gong Haohui's expression, or no slightest change, his eyes burning, straight looking at Luo Ying's face, Luo Ying can feel his fiery eyes, where his eyes stay, it's like there's a fire burning.

"I know... let's get married. "

"W. . . What? " Luo Ying can hardly believe his ear, pupil dilates, want to confirm the result that the ear hears.

And stand by the Tang Miao, heart already happy to bloom, mouth corner can not help but constantly rise, want to clap but also feel very inappropriate.

"I say... Let's get married. "

The next second, Gong Haohui put Luoying in his arms, black suit with white wedding dress, like the wedding scene, Tang Miao picked up the mobile phone, opened the camera, began to shoot, the result, the phone rang.

Looking at the caller ID, without a note, she thought about it, or pressed the on button: "Hello? "

A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, but the time had passed too long, Tang Miao felt a bit incredible, voice a lump in her throat.

"Hello, is this Miao Miao? I'd like to see you. Do you have a minute? "