Chapter nine hundred and eighty wanton flirting
There is no question of loss, after all, he knew from the beginning why he could stay with Qian Xi.
But her smile was so beautiful that it was beyond description. The first time she saw her smile like this made Su Xingchen dare not speak anymore, for fear that this beautiful moment would break when touched.
Everyone has a greedy attitude, and Qianxi is the same. She is sober, but she doesn't want to untie everything. One more second is also a beautiful thing.
"This is too right!"
A clerk couldn't help but exclaimed.
The perfect fit of the wedding dress is Qianxi's own clear spring temperament, Su Xingchen's sunshine is shining, and the two look makes the corners of her mouth rise up, which is a feeling of comfort naturally emanating.
"Cough cough cough." The clerk who had served Qian Xi before glanced over and signaled them not to talk nonsense. Newcomers were very taboo about these.
Qianxi's face was always filled with a light smile, and she was not interrupted by those abrupt words.
She turned her head and looked at the clerk, "Please take a picture for us."
The gentle tone and expression were not even strange, as if Su Xingchen was like a groom.
The man felt nervous. Even if he was greedy, he felt that such behavior was a bit inappropriate. If he left such a photo and was picked up by someone with a heart, wouldn’t he cause criticism again?
"Sister?" he shouted, as if signaling that her behavior was not very good.
Qianxi directly took his arm and faced the clerk who had already picked up his phone. There was no room for this photo in her eyes.
Although she was puzzled by her actions, Su Xingchen still cooperated. The camera recorded the beautiful scenes of the two, and even Su Xingchen was so stunning that he wanted Qianxi to send him the photo, but in the end he still didn't say it.
The woman stared at the photo for a long time and finally spoke, "I'll send the photo to Brother Zi'an to see if he likes this dress."
One sentence calmed the clerks' gossip, and Su Xingchen went to see it clearly. Qian Xi did not send the photo to Su Zi'an at all. The right words were just to block Youyou's mouths.
Suddenly, the sadness surged in my heart, and Qian Xi's body was covered with too much sadness. Even though she smiled brightly, her heart was full of holes and finally struggled to find comfort.
I have the urge to keep her, even if I am just a substitute, it would be good that I can make her feel better for a moment.
It turns out that loving someone can really be carved into your bones and blood, just like Zuo Qianxi's love for Su Yixia.
The man not only looked like Su Yixia, but also looked exactly the same at Qian Xi. Jian Mo's brows deepened a little. When he thought of the scene of the two of them kissing, he breathed a deep breath in his heart.
"Such coincidence? Should I say congratulations in advance?"
After adjusting his breathing rhythm, Jian Mo walked directly to everyone. The independent aura made people dare not approach it.
"It's a coincidence to meet in the wedding dress shop."
Qian Xi’s words are neither salty nor light, but the irony in her words has been expressed. It’s normal to meet by chance, but when you meet by chance in a wedding shop?
Her originally gentle face slowly became cold. She still held Su Xingchen's arm and did not let go. She suddenly approached the man's ear and whispered, "Let's take a look at the others."
The words were not important, but in Jian Mo's eyes it was particularly dazzling. The two's actions were too intimate, which always reminded him of the photos in the hotel.
"I also want to see other dresses, let's replace this one on my body first."
The woman let go of the volume and said to the clerk at this moment. Su Xingchen naturally understood Qian Xi's intention and was always by her side.
The two of them changed their wedding dresses and chose dresses, slowly and slowly treated Jian Mo as air throughout the whole process, but Jian Mo had no sense of embarrassment. Qian Xi was indifferent to him, not once or twice. Since he was here, he was ready.
The three of them had strange auras, and the clerks did not dare to come forward to recommend the recommendation without authorization. They quickly retreated. This is a wedding shop, but it has a tense feeling, as if the war will start at any time.
Jian Mo's existence is somewhat heard of. They are a high-end wedding shop and know what kind of people can't afford to offend.
Qian Xi was very natural throughout the whole process, but Su Xingchen's Yu Guang was always on Jian Mo, and he was not calm enough after all.
“This one is not for you.”
A cold voice sounded in the woman's ears, and Su Xingchen frowned directly, "Does it have anything to do with you? Mr. Jian."
"Ha." A disdainful chuckling made Su Xingchen even more anxious. He knew all the grudges between Qian Xi and Jian Mo. He could not calm down when he looked at the man's fearless attitude.
"It's hard to draw bones when drawing tigers."
A sigh made Su Xingchen even more puzzled. No one paid attention to him and was still staying here with a passionate affinity, constantly adding drama to himself.
"Mr. Jane, you are not welcome here."
Facing Jian Mo's attitude, he was very annoyed, and it was difficult for him to understand how Qian Xi could tolerate it. He was polite to give the order to expel guests, but Jian Mo seemed to be like he didn't hear him say it.
He asked ill-known, "You do look very much like Su Yixia, but you are too much different."
The cold light reflected from the lenses was still from Jian Mo's sudden direct look. It was not just a chill, but an overwhelming sense of shock that made him feel a little trembling.
The fact that he looked like Su Yixia for the first time was the first time. Except for Qian Xi who told him, no one mentioned it in front of him. It was a taboo, and Jian Mo easily dismantled this taboo.
I hate this kind of comparison. Even if he is a substitute, he is still Su Xingchen in his bones, and it is impossible for him to become Su Yixia completely.
It was obvious that just a few words made him fall directly into a disadvantage.
Qianxi's hands were still fiddling with the dress and wedding dress on the clothes hanger, and said leisurely without changing his face, "Xingchen, what follows is that it is best to know people and not the heart. It is better to describe Mr. Jian in your mouth."
The blunt and unbending counterattack, the contempt in the woman's eyes was no less weak than Jian Mo's aura.
After saying that, Qianxi continued to walk around and chose a wedding dress. Su Xingchen wanted to follow him and pressed his shoulder with one hand.
"You, go out."
In the tone of command, there was no trace of incongruity. Su Xingchen turned to meet the sharp eyes, and his thick eyebrows frowned instantly.
Qian Xi took a breath, turned around and walked back to Su Xingchen. The man's hand had already clenched into a fist. Jian Mo had obviously challenged his bottom line, and the strong smell of war was about to break out.
The slender arm directly put the man's arm, and the woman smiled and said gently, "Xingchen, go out and wait for me first. I'm afraid Mr. Jian wants to talk to me alone."
Su Xingchen turned to Qianxi, his eyes full of worry. This man was too dangerous and he was worried. Qianxi was alone with him.
"Don't worry, it's okay, I'll come out in a while." Qian Xi smiled at him again, tiptoed directly, and a kiss fell on Su Xingchen's side face.
The man's eyes were complicated, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief and nodded slightly, "Then I'll go out and wait for you. If you have any questions, call me."
The two of them had a deep affectionate attitude, obviously treating Jian Mo as air, and all their behaviors were so natural, between her and Su Xingchen...
The cold air seemed to have filled the entire room in an instant. She had ambiguous relationship with Su Xingchen and turned around and wanted to marry Su Zi'an again. Jian Mo's heart seemed to be hit hard, and everything really happened in front of her.
Chapter completed!