Seeing the man's expressionless, handsome face without any warmth, Pei Yue's smile froze and she quickly lowered her head, not forgetting to give Jiang Heshu a wink.
Jiang Heshu looked up at Pei Yan, who had been here for who knows how long, with a look of surprise on his face, "Why are you here?"
Didn't Pei Yan say that he had work to do today and couldn't leave, so he couldn't come over?
The man's lips twitched slightly, with a hint of coldness, "How would you know if I didn't come? Are you looking forward to divorcing me and marrying someone else now?"
It was obviously just a joke between the little sisters, but when it came out of Pei Yan's mouth, it had a different meaning.
Pei Yue's head drooped even deeper, and she wanted to dig a hole in the ground to bury herself in, minimizing her presence as much as possible.
However, that spine-chilling gaze still fell on her.
"You don't know that Pei Yue is looking forward to you divorcing me and being your bridesmaid."
Pei Yan spoke word by word, his magnetic voice mixed with a hint of frost and full of danger.
He postponed the meeting and rushed over to try on wedding dresses with Jiang Heshu. He didn't expect to hear them talk about remarrying, and they were all so excited.
Pei Yan's dark pupils glowed with a faint cold light.
When he said this, Pei Yue felt a little guilty.
She sneered twice, "Brother Yan, we are joking..."
Pei Yan said lukewarmly: "Is it possible to joke about getting divorced and remarrying?"
Not for normal couples, they may even be taboo about these words.
But she and Pei Yan are not an ordinary couple. They will separate sooner or later.
Of course, these words were not suitable to be spoken out. Jiang Heshu said: "We are just talking casually."
She didn't take it seriously, Pei Yan lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Mu Xueqing looked at Pei Yan's cold face and rolled her round eyes, "Brother Pei Yan, are you jealous?"
Who is least afraid of Pei Yan's cold face? That must be Mu Xueqing.
Not only was she not afraid, she also dared to tease Pei Yan.
Pei Yan's expression did not change at all, and he glanced at Mu Xueqing lightly, "She is my legal wife."
Although there is no direct answer, the subtext is: Jiang Heshu is his wife, isn't it right to be jealous?
Should it?
Jiang Heshu's heart skipped a beat and he didn't speak.
Pei Yan did not continue talking about this topic, but asked someone to bring over several other sets of wedding dresses.
There are three sets of wedding dresses, two sets of Xiuhe, and three sets of toasting clothes.
These are all customized models, and each set is worth a lot of money, with the minimum being six figures.
The actual product is exactly the same as the renderings that the designer showed Jiang Heshu before. Both the workmanship and design are exquisite and very heavy and gorgeous.
For example, the one Jiang Heshu is wearing now has sparkling diamonds on the upper body. Because it is custom-made, it completely fits the curvature of her body and shows off her waist.
The skirt under the slender waist is very puffy, just like the skirt of a princess in a fairy tale, yet elegant and elegant.
It's beautiful, and there's no problem with it visually.
However, it is too heavy.
Not only this one, the other two wedding dresses are also very heavy, both weighing more than thirty pounds.
After Jiang Heshu finished trying on these eight sets of clothes, he was so tired that beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, and he leaned against the sofa without speaking for a long time.
Suddenly, a warm palm fell on her sore waist, and immediately afterwards, the pleasant cold fragrance of the man came.
Jiang Heshu looked sideways and saw that Pei Yan had already sat down next to her.
Just as she was about to speak, the big hand on her waist suddenly moved, squeezing her tired waist slowly.
Jiang Heshu was startled by Pei Yan's unprepared action and almost screamed.
She saw Pei Yue and Mu Xueqing in front of her who were helping her choose a wedding dress, and she covered her mouth to prevent any sound from leaking out.
Jiang Heshu glared at Pei Yan and lowered his voice: "What are you doing?"
As she spoke, she wanted to push Pei Yan's hand away, but the man's arm was lean but strong, and she couldn't push it away.
Pei Yan said: "You are tired, let me squeeze it for you to relieve fatigue."
He was always very meticulous in his observations and did not miss the tiredness in Jiang Heshu's brows and eyes.
Pei Yan knew what Jiang Heshu was worried about and said, "Stay closer to me so that no one will see you."
Jiang Heshu looked at Pei Yue and Mu Xueqing sitting opposite and hesitated.
Pei Yan controlled the intensity just right and squeezed her very comfortably, but if Pei Yue and the others saw...
Just when Jiang Heshu was hesitant, Pei Yan leaned directly towards her.
The man's long, strong and straight legs were close to Jiang Heshu's legs, and the two of them were close to each other.
Jiang Heshu smelled the familiar scent on his body, thought for a few seconds but still didn't struggle, enjoying Pei Yan's massage service.
The man's palms were warm, and he continued to transfer the heat to Jiang Heshu. The warm massage gradually dissolved the fatigue in her body, and Jiang Heshu covered her lips and yawned.
After an unknown amount of time, Pei Yan suddenly said: "Please keep your voice down."
Pei Yue and Mu Xueqing, who were eagerly discussing which wedding dress would look better on Jiang Heshu on the wedding day, paused in their discussion and both looked up.
Only then did they realize that the protagonist in their discussion, Jiang Heshu, had fallen asleep in Pei Yan's arms!
"..."
Jiang Heshu didn't express the slightest opinion about choosing the wedding dress. On the contrary, the two bridesmaids had a lively discussion.
What is this called?
A typical emperor is not in a hurry and eunuchs are.
But who made Jiang Heshu her sister-in-law/friend?
Pei Yue and Mu Xueqing sighed together and continued to choose as if resigned to their fate.
——
When Jiang Heshu woke up again, it was already dark.
She turned over in bed and was startled when she saw the familiar room and furnishings.
Aren't you choosing a style at a wedding dress shop? Why are you back?
Jiang Heshu picked up the mobile phone placed by the bedside and found several unread messages from Pei Yue and Mu Xueqing.
Pei Yue: It’s obviously your sister-in-law who is getting married, but we are the ones who are worried and affected [Wrongful]
Mu Xueqing: Sister Heshu, you must treat Yueyue and me to a big meal!
After chatting with Jiang Heshu for a while, he found out that while he was sleeping beautifully, Pei Yue and Mu Xueqing had chosen Jiang Heshu's wedding dress, as well as the bridesmaid's clothes and the groomsmen's clothes.
In addition, they also bought a lot of things for Jiang Heshu that could be used for the wedding. They even thought about the door-blocking game on the wedding day.
I have to say, they are very attentive to details.
Jiang Heshu thanked everyone one by one, and then said: You guys can discuss what to eat, and I’ll treat them when I’m free.
After chatting for a while, Jiang Heshu heard the door open. She looked up and saw that it was Pei Yan.
Jiang Heshu ignored it and continued to send messages to Pei Yue.
They ended their conversation when Pei Yue was going to have dinner.
Jiang Heshu stood up from the bed, stretched and asked, "Where is Suisui?"
"Watching cartoons with grandma and grandma."
Pei Yan lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Heshu, who had just woken up. There was a red mark on the side of her face where she was pressing the pillow. Her thick eyelashes were like small fans, casting a shadow under her eyes.
Her lips were full and bright red, her skin was white and translucent, and her beautiful clear eyes were as bright as the moon.
He suddenly said: "Are you hungry?"
Jiang Heshu was stunned for a few seconds, probably because she had slept for too long and she was not hungry yet, so she shook her head.
Pei Yan nodded and raised his hand to unbutton his shirt.
Facing Jiang Heshu's puzzled gaze, his eyes were dark and he said, "I'm hungry."
"Then you go get something to eat first..." Before he finished speaking, Jiang Heshu met the man's eyes.
Pei Yan's narrow eyes were somewhat sharp, rolling with fiery emotions, and the dark black pupils were as thick as ink, mixed with unspeakable lust, which made people's hearts tremble.
The alarm bell rang in Jiang Heshu's heart. She didn't dare to delay at all, put on her shoes and ran out.
As soon as the door was approaching, a big hand was wrapped around his waist.
The man's hot and broad chest was pressed against her slender back, and his hot breath sprayed on the skin behind Jiang Heshu's ears, causing waves of tingling.
Jiang Heshu looked at the door handle close at hand, took a deep breath, steady his voice and said, "I'm hungry, I want to go downstairs to eat."
"I'm hungry too. I want to eat now." The man's voice was hoarse and sexy.
With this posture and tone, it was obvious what he wanted to eat.
