Joan Ann leaned on his arm and said with a chuckle.

Luo Beiyuan patted her on the back gently, and comforted her softly: "I asked you to play, not to make you look ugly, don't be afraid."

In a high-end dress shop, Qiao Anan saw a dress that Luo Beiyuan personally selected for herself. The workmanship was exquisite, and the skirt and open collar were just right, which would neither expose her graceful figure nor reveal it.

Qiao Anan changed into it, and felt that the people in the mirror were a little afraid to recognize each other. The saying that people rely on clothes is by no means empty words. She felt that she really felt like she was in a fairy tale world.

At some point, Luo Beiyuan appeared behind her, and kissed her tender shoulder with his thin lips.

The warm breath made Joan Ann blush, she tugged at her dress nervously, and turned to face the man: "Does it look good?"

Luo Beiyuan's admiring gaze, from top to bottom, has long since lost the calmness and calmness in his eyes, and some of them are not pure colors.

"Of course, I personally picked this for you."

Luo Beiyuan's slightly proud tone seemed to affirm her perfection.

Qiao An felt warm in his heart, with an indescribable feeling, as if he had integrated into a part of this man's life, he would be very satisfied if he chose it, and he also chose him, so must he be satisfied too?

"Let's go, it's almost time."

Luo Beiyuan took her hand and walked out.

After Cheng Qingqing finished calling her mother, her mother liked the quiet life now, and she instantly felt much more relaxed.

Her mother is her only relative, and her well-being is Cheng Qingqing's greatest motivation to run forward.

Li Qingyan told her in the morning that he would take her to a banquet in the evening, and told her to finish work early today, because this banquet was quite important to him. A friend's company he invested in had its profit doubled this year, and a celebration banquet was held.

Cheng Qingqing didn't dare to neglect his arrangements. She left the film crew at three o'clock in the afternoon and returned home. If she wanted to attend a banquet, she must wear a dress. She opened the closet. Although there were a few dresses that were very good, women are greedy for novelties, and Cheng Qingqing naturally couldn't do anything else.

Because he said it was an important banquet, in order not to embarrass him, Cheng Qingqing wanted to dress herself up more beautifully.

Just as Cheng Qingqing was pinching her chin and thinking about what dress to wear, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open.

Cheng Qingqing had just taken a shower and was dressed coolly. She was so scared that she thought it was the housekeeper, Uncle Gu, who came in suddenly, and hid in the closet next to her.

"Hide what?

Can't see anyone? "

A deep and magnetic male voice came out in displeasure.

Only then did Cheng Qingqing realize that it was Li Qingyan who had returned.

"It is you."

Only now did Cheng Qingqing walk out from behind the cabinet door.

Li Qingyan was wearing a suit with an elegant demeanor. At this moment, seeing Cheng Qingqing wearing only a thin pajamas, her whole body was as smooth and white as pearls and jade. In addition, she had just washed her hair, and her long hair hung down on her shoulders and chest, making her white and tender position even more three-dimensional and proud.

The man swallowed subconsciously, and raised his wrist to look at his watch. There was enough time.

Cheng Qingqing didn't know why the man wanted to check the time, she couldn't help asking anxiously: "Is there not enough time?

Let's go then. "

Just when she was about to reach for the dress, the man grabbed her wrist. In the next second, her back was pressed against the cabinet door by the man. JrNovels.com