The little sweetie of the black-bellied king

Chapter 588

After the two of them talked to the designer about the adjustments they needed, An Chengxing urged An Ran and Chu Danzhi to try on the dresses.

When Chu Danzhi came out wearing a white suit, several people in the store turned their heads to look at him. His slender figure was stretched straight. Because he was more casual, he didn't wear a tie. The top two buttons of the shirt inside were loose, showing a Out of that unique youthful air, he actually showed a little bit of badness... Feng Ling's eyes lit up, and he said to An Chengxing: "I don't know how many little girls will be lost with this body."

An Chengxing was a bit apprehensive, "Didn't your man look better than him just now? He doesn't even have all his hair. What's so good about him?"

Feng Ling didn't bother to talk to him, and went forward to straighten Chu Danzhi's collar, "How is it? See for yourself."

Feng Ling pushed Chu Danzhi in front of the mirror.

Chu Danzhi looked at the person in the glasses, and didn't have much reaction, but his eyes seemed to have swept across the fitting room next to him unintentionally. Chu Danzhi felt that there was nothing to change, which made the designer feel dissatisfied. Such a good figure can be dressed more handsomely.

An Chengxing was even more displeased, "I'm the one getting married, not he. What does he want to be so handsome?"

The designer couldn't help but smile, and he wasn't angry, "Mr. An and Feng must be the most dazzling couple. Standing together, Mr. An and Mr. Feng are enough to attract all eyes."

An Chengxing picked up what he liked to hear, and he was quite satisfied.

After a while, the door of the fitting room next door was pushed open, and several people looked up at the same time. Someone opened the curtain, and An Ran was standing there in a pink tube top dress, the skirt in front of her was above her knees, and the person behind her was standing there. The tail of the skirt dragged to the floor, and peach blossoms were outlined on the tail of the skirt. When she moved, the peach blossoms on the skirt seemed to bloom.

As soon as An Ran raised her head, she saw the gazes of several people, she seemed a little at a loss, she shrugged her shoulders subconsciously.

An Chengxing raised his eyebrows, and the old hooligan who usually likes to tease his younger sister rarely showed surprise in his eyes at this time, suddenly there was a feeling that... this child really grew up.

"How...how?" An Ran still looked a little nervously at the few people staring at her.

Feng Ling couldn't help laughing, "Really, I just marry Susu and go home."

An Ran was embarrassed by the teasing, she saw Chu Danzhi looking at her, she tugged at her skirt, "How is it? Will it look bad?"

Chu Danzhi walked up to her, stretched out his hand to her, An Ran shrank subconsciously, "Why..."

Before he could speak, someone let down his hair, and then he heard Chu Danzhi's cold voice, "It's beautiful." He pushed An Ran's hair forward.

It's beautiful and beautiful.

An Ran immediately felt relieved, and her eyes were filled with smiles, "You look good too! Don't you wear a tie?"

"Do you want to wear it?" Chu Danzhi asked.

The two of them talked together, and before they knew it, they had grown from almost the same height to the point where they needed to lower their heads and talk to An Ran.

"Looking at them, I feel that it's the two of them who are going to get married." Feng Ling whispered to An Chengxing.

An Chengxing snorted twice, "I regret letting them both be flower girls now."

Feng Ling laughed.

After the four of them tried on the dresses, An Chengxing drove the car and took them out for a stroll.

By the day of the wedding, it was in a church in Berlin.

In fact, there were not many guests here, and Feng Ling had almost no relatives besides friends.

(End of this chapter)