Translator:Alfredo Poutine SoupEditor:DesTheSloth
There was a super huge wardrobe in the room of the servant girl, located on the second floor of the club.
It contained a spacious room with many different kinds of clothes— of course most of the time, the servant girl wore the maid outfit.
But there was no wedding dress in it.
“Is it beautiful?” You Ye picked up the hemline that seemed to be heavy, spinning her body in front of Luo Qiu.
The boss would forever remember that moment of blossoming— some weird thoughts generated from Boss Luo’s mind, but the gradually rising calmness got rid of it quickly.
He returned to his calm self as usual, smiling, “You’re beautiful.”
They looked at each other, nothing else seemed to be able to enter their eyes.
Aunt Ren was satisfied with the two’s gazes, but the calmness of Boss Luo gave her a sense of failure.
So Aunt Ren started her play in mind, ‘Are they really sexually apathetic?’
More and more plots generated from her mind.
On a romantic night, when it was the time for the new couple to consummate their marriage on the soft bed with candles and flowers around, after accepting all relatives and friends’ wishes, the two didn’t take off clothes, but just lay in bed hand in hand quietly, feeling each other’s heartbeat among the rose petals.
‘Plato is aesthetic… but how do we make babies?!!’
Ren Ziling suddenly quivered, and blurted out, “No! I cannot let this situation happen!!”
“What situation cannot happen?” Luo Qiu asked curiously.
Ren Ziling pushed Luo Qiu while avoiding that subject, “Nothing! Don’t talk about this, go change! Don’t waste the coupon! Go take wedding pictures!”
‘Well… it seems that I have to get Lizi’s medicine for having babies quickly.’
So Boss Luo was ordered to change into a suit of Western-style clothes, arriving at the second floor, and started his painful life for the next 1 hour.
“Sir, smile, right. Get close to the bride, yeah… get closer, or touch her waist… good, next posture. Or how about something more intimate, alright? Groom, kiss the bride’s cheek.”
Boss Luo was stunned by this order; he looked at the servant girl unconsciously.
He could feel her thoughts through her deep blue eyes.
Her eyes shook slightly, but it was not of expectation; rather, it was a hint of shock.
Ren Ziling eyes opened wide while standing beside the photographer, as if she had drunk ten bottles of Red Bull and almost poured out some gas from her nose.
She might be looking forward to it, and even wanted to give a bonus to the photographer. SHe was probably giving him the thumbs up, ‘Photographer, nice!’
The boss heard the voice from the servant girl—Of course, communicating through the mind.
The omnipotent servant girl had no idea about this situation, so the voice in his mind seemed to be perplexed.
‘It seems if I don’t satisfy her… she might endlessly stick her nose into this… Luo Qiu suddenly heaved a sigh, then lifted You Ye’s veil a little.
‘Don’t be afraid, just close your eyes.’
You Ye nodded and closed her deep blue eyes. Luo Qiu smiled faintly, pushing aside You Ye’s hair on the forehead and touched her forehead with his lips.
A soft kiss.
And the flashlight twinkled at this moment.
Downstairs of the wedding dress store.
Wan Zishan and Xue Shao had changed into their wedding clothes. Wan Zishan was talking to the shop assistant about her requirements in changing some tiny parts of her wedding dress, while Xue Shao looked around the hall of the wedding dress store.
‘Did that young man leave?’
“Yeah, just cut a little bit at the sleeve and it’ll be fine!”
“OK, Ms. Wan, we’ve recorded your requirements”
Wan Zishan held Xue Shao’s arm, maybe it was because she was very satisfied with the fitting experience, her smile never faded from her cheeks.
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