SFS Chapter 1031 Wearing a wedding dress again
Chapter 1031 Wearing a wedding dress again
Huo Yan entered the bathroom, looked up at the mirror, his eyes suddenly widened, and his face turned red in an instant.
No way, how come it dripped out?
Such a large area of clothes was wet, did that damn thug see it?
Ow—
Huo Yan cried out in pain in her heart, raised her hands and lowered her head fiercely. How could she be so careless?
Was there a pillow blocking it just now?
Yes, yes, yes.
I probably didn’t see it, I definitely didn’t see it…
So embarrassing, really...
Huo Yan's face flushed red as she squeezed out her swollen breasts. Watching the white liquid go into the washbasin, she felt both distressed and angry.
My baby daughter must have nothing to eat, but she has to express her milk here.
As soon as he started, his face turned pale with pain, but he continued with gritted teeth.
Milking is a happy and painful thing. If you want pleasure, you must first experience pain.
Women who are breastfeeding really can't be lazy. If they stop breastfeeding for a long time and then have to squeeze the milk the next day, it will be so painful that they want to cry.
Not long after, Qian Ziang came in with an empty washed bottle. Could the door be locked against him?
He came back with the bottle. He had no children, so he didn't know how it came about, but the excess milk was meant to be expressed, right?
I don’t know if she needs this bottle.
There are many women around Qian Erpizi, all of them are charming, but none of them are breastfeeding.
It’s actually quite gratifying to think about it. Watching the little girl grow up, gradually from childishness to maturity, from ignorance to intelligence, and now there is the next generation. Thinking about it, I feel both gratified and sad.
Qian Ziang gently pushed open the bathroom door and was stunned when he saw the woman's actions inside. But he immediately turned around with a blushing face and a beating heart, and stood outside without going in.
Hearing the sound of water inside, Qian Ziang closed his eyes tightly and looked at the exciting scene just now, but the sound was too maddening.
Qian Ziang frowned, pinched his arm, regained his composure, then quickly walked out of the room and waited outside.
Huo Yan finally came out of the bathroom. There was a sweet and fishy smell of milk in the bathroom. Not sure if it had any other impact, Huo Yan hit his forehead again.
Why do women have so many problems?
Never again!
Holding a pillow in front of him, Qian Ziang knocked on the door at the right time.
Huo Yan's face inevitably turned red again, mainly because she forgot whether she had hugged the pillow to cover her chest before. If not, it would be really embarrassing.
Opening the door, two beautiful eyebrows stood in an upside-down angle:
"Don't you have any clothes for me to change into?"
"Yes, take it. Is this thing useful to you?" Qian Ziang asked in a deep voice.
Not only was Huo Yan's face flushed, but even Qian Ziang's ears had a hint of red, but Huo Yan didn't notice.
However, Huo Yan's face, as beautiful as a peach blossom, made Qian Ziang's heart flutter. He despised himself in his heart. He didn't even let a breastfeeding woman go. What was the difference between him and a beast?
Huo Yan glanced at the bottle in Qian Ziang's hand, thought about it, nodded, and took it in his hand.
No matter when she can go back, she can't waste it like she did just now. She feels sad.
"Wait, I'll find you some clothes."
Qian Ziang hummed in an unusual voice and walked away with big strides.
Huo Yan stood in the corridor, looking around the room.
The house has a simple mortise and tenon structure, which was a common wooden house structure in ancient times. The floors are also spliced with wooden boards. The style of the house is somewhat imitating the roughness of Thai interiors.
Huo Yan wanted to walk further, but the clothes he was wearing were not suitable for walking around.
Qian Ziang came back quickly and gave her a bag.
Huo Yan took it and asked, "Such a big bag?"
Didn't you find her a cotton coat on purpose to make trouble for her?
Qian Ziang stared at her meaningfully, his tone frivolous:
"Hurry up and change, we have to go somewhere."
"Where?" Huo Yan asked him.
Qian Ziang raised his chin slightly and looked at her proudly.
Huo Yan ignored him and asked again, "When can I leave?"
"Today, hurry up and change. If you want to leave early, get your business done quickly. I'm still busy." Qian Ziang snorted coldly.
"Are you serious?"
Huo Yan expressed doubts about Qian Ziang's straightforwardness. Would he really let her go immediately?
"believe it or not."
Qian Ziang folded his arms across his chest and leaned lazily against the wall.
Huo Yan carried the bag into the house, locked the door, then went into the bathroom, locked the door again, and then opened the bag.
"..."
Huo Yan was stunned. Suddenly he opened the door and rushed out. Standing at the door, he shouted angrily:
"Qian Ziang, what do you mean?"
Qian Ziang shrugged, "What's wrong?"
"Um, clothes, why is it a wedding dress?" Huo Yan frowned and roared.
Qian Ziang smiled, "You don't have to wear it. You can still wear your pajamas. That's all I can find. Or, why don't you change and we just go out like this?"
"you……"
Huo Yan was furious and wanted to smash the pillow on his head, but after considering his current situation, he decided to give up.
"asshole!"
Slam the door and continue to lock it.
After weighing the pros and cons, running outside in a wedding dress is much better than running outside in thin silk pajamas, right?
Appearing on the street in a wedding dress will at most attract enough attention.
If she changed into pajamas, she would probably make headlines.
Thinking about it this way, let it be a wedding dress, and don’t worry about the fact that she can only wear a wedding dress a few times in her life. After all, this is not her second time wearing a wedding dress, so just treat it as a gorgeous dress.
She changed into a snow-white wedding dress, braided her hair into a loose braid that hung behind her, and walked out the door carrying the wedding dress.
The moment he opened the door, Qian Ziang stared at it for a long time.
The girl's fair little face was not made up, but her eyebrows and eyes were still clear, and her appearance was refined. Her loose hair showed the playfulness of a girl and the gentleness of a woman.
The wedding dress is a classic Snow White dress style with puff sleeves, a low-cut neckline and a full skirt.
There is no long and cumbersome floor-length skirt, and the style is simple and dreamy. Although it is quite ordinary, it is really very popular.
Because Huo Yan's bust size had increased dramatically, she felt a little suffocated when squeezed into the skirt. Fortunately, she was not fat, and her slender waist, which could be held in one hand, was still alluring.
Qian Ziang smiled, his eyes fixed on his toes, and the smile on his face deepened.
He raised his eyes and extended his hand to Huo Yan:
"Let's go. If you cooperate, I'll take you back in half an hour."
Huo Yan looked at Qian Ziang, curled her lips, lifted her skirt and walked forward.
Qian Ziang laughed softly and followed the beautiful bride.
Huo Yan walked out of the wooden building. There were not many people outside, but there were quite a few too. They were all teenagers or middle-aged children. When they saw the door of the wooden building open, they all turned around, were stunned for a moment, and then all cheered loudly.
"The bride is here, the bride is here, my second brother's bride is finally here..."
Huo Yan was a little dumbfounded and stood there in a daze. What was going on?
He turned around and looked at Qian Ziang angrily. Qian Ziang laughed as if he was basking in the spring breeze. He put his hands on Huo Yan's shoulders and pushed her out of the wooden house.