There was a smack in the corner of the mouth.

This woman.

He took a long breath, slammed the door, got into the cab and drove out of the parking lot.

****

at 5 p.m.

Gu Xiaoran drove to fenghexiang. As soon as she got off the bus, she saw Moqing's car parked at the gate of fenghexiang. She walked over and saw Moqing dozing with her head against her back. She didn't know how long it was.

Anyway, his early arrival shows that he attaches great importance to their engagement.

Gu Xiaoran sweetly knocked on his window.

Mo Qing opens her eyes and turns to see Gu Xiaoran standing in the car door, bending over to look at him. Her big black and white eyes are full of happiness and smile.

Mo Qing looks at her quietly through the window and smiles.

Xiao Pian's words suddenly rang out in my mind.

"If you want to marry her, prepare your coffins first."

Mo Qing sneered.

The coffin is to be prepared, but not for him and Gu Xiaoran, but for the man hiding behind.

He opened the door, got out of the car, took Gu Xiaoran's hand and went straight to Feng Hexiang.

The boss came up with a dozen salesmen.

In the imperial dynasty, Mo Shao is famous for being handsome. Those salesmen have seen Mo Qing on TV and magazines, but they didn't expect that the real person is more handsome than on TV and advertisements. They can't open their eyes when they see him.

The boss looked at this group of flower maniacs, eager to one foot, a busy cough.

These girls just recovered, and quickly bent down, "Mo Shao, Gu Xiaoran, please come inside."

Mo Qing nodded, took Gu Xiaoran's hand, followed the boss into the VIP reception room.

The pattern of clothing materials has been prepared in advance in the reception room.

"According to Mo Shao's orders, here are all the latest clothing materials. There is only one piece for each design and color. Once you decide, it will be the only one in the world, and there will never be another one."

"Good." Mo Qing led Gu Xiaoran to the silk, "you know clothes, you have to pick and see if you like."

"I studied fashion design abroad. Although I have also studied Hanfu, it's only fur. Feng Hexiang has a history of more than 100 years and has rich experience. Let's see what the boss has to offer. "

"That's fine."

The boss immediately picked out more than a dozen kinds of fabrics and ordered people to shake them away.

Then ask Gu Xiaoran to stand in front of the mirror and put the shaken silk on her body to show her the effect of the design and color.

Then he turned on the computer and said, "I've prepared some styles for you to see if you like them. If you don't like them, we'll design them for you."

There are only a few traditional styles of Hanfu, mainly making collocations and details.

The boss has swept these fabrics into the computer, in the design software, the style out, and then you can change the fabric and collocation.

It takes a lot of time for a Chinese style dress to be finalized.

Gu Xiaoran thought that Moqing would hold a notebook and wait for her while working as usual.

As a result, Mo Qing sat down on the sofa and looked at her like this, looking at the trial effect of fabric by fabric.

Gu Xiaoran was afraid of Mo Qing's depression, so he tried to speed up, but it was three hours later that he had worked out the dress of two adults and Xiao Han.

The boss's vision is very good, every wedding is festive and vulgar.

Mo Qing looks at Gu Xiaoran and fantasizes about the way she wears these weddings. Her eyes narrow. It's beautiful.

More than 20 days before the wedding, he couldn't wait to see her in these wedding dresses.

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