The Love Book

Nancy MO has not yet touched the wedding dress hand abruptly so stiff, secretly gritted his teeth, in the heart of Kemp Ross that man’s darkness to curse several times.

It is really the most cunning man, a glance to see through her mind.

The wedding dress, women have always been defenseless, not to mention the drama, she also did not want to do anything to John Lu guy.Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

But now, to be honest, this wedding dress she is indeed very excited, she has always liked those flashy things, anyway, she can still afford to buy.

Even if the heart is excited, face is still necessary.

She tilted her head and gave a disdainful hum, “You think this lady cares? Is it just a wedding dress?”

John Lu was Kemp Ross that a little bit dialed IQ instantly came back, hooked lips walked over, with a wealthy tone: “Yes, is not a wedding dress, Kemp Ross, you do not think this young man can not afford it?”

Then he turned to Nancy MO, smiling with a solicitous face, “Daughter-in-law, when you want to get married, this young man will buy you a hundred or eighty sets of your choice.”

“Get out!” Nancy MO snorted, did not even look at him, continued to eyeballing the wedding dresses, the heart of a certain emotion slowly gushed out.

Kemp Ross naturally did not have the heart to take care of those two people, wrapped his arm around Phoebe Barnes’ waist, his thin lips permeated with a gentle smile, “You are physically inconvenienced, I had them brought to the house, here are some styles, you go try them on, if you don’t like them, then change them.”

Phoebe Barnes was still touched that he had ordered the wedding dress three years ago, when she heard the words, she couldn’t help but be stunned and blinked her eyes, “Didn’t you say that this brand only produces one wedding dress for three years?”

The man raised his hand and gently rubbed her face, his face did not change, his tone was light, “Well, three years to design these styles, after you pick a set, the other immediately destroyed.”

Phoebe Barnes, “…”

Nancy MO pink lips a bite tighter.

Destroy all of them?

Damn it!

Kemp Ross didn’t talk any more nonsense and waved his hand at the staff, “Let’s begin.”

“Well, ma’am, you choose one first?”

Phoebe Barnes stared at the row of dazzling white wedding dresses, some tangled frown, turned his eyes to look at the man, “I think they are quite good, or you choose, you think which one looks good, I will wear which one.”

The man lowered his eyes and stared at her for a while, tilted his head and naturally kissed her on the lips, teasing his lips with a sexy smile, “In my eyes you don’t wear anything looks best.”

“…”

Phoebe Barnes froze for a second, then punched him with her fist in annoyance, and snapped, “So many people are watching, can you be more serious?”

John Lu glanced at it and lazily lifted his finger to point out one, “Well, this set is fine, little foamy why don’t you try this one?”

Phoebe Barnes was stunned and looked at him, raising her eyebrows slightly, “This?”

Nancy MO’s eyes changed slightly, immediately set aside that one and took another one to her, “You believe in his crappy aesthetics, I think this set is the most suitable, you go try it.”

John Lu’s eyes deepened, the bottom of his eyes welled up with laughter, hands raccoon, playfully teasing his lips, “This young man still thinks this set is the best, little Mo’er must look good in it, otherwise it will all be destroyed later, what a pity.”

Nancy MO, “…”

Phoebe Barnes’ quiet gaze swept back and forth between the two, and finally saw a hint of what was going on, smiled gently, inclined her head, picked up the set John Lu pointed out, compared it to her body, and asked Kemp Ross in a serious manner, “Does it look good?”

Nancy MO looked at the wedding dress in her hand, swallowed, just want to say something, the corner of the eye glance at the bottom of John Lu’s eyes smile, as if she had seen her through, she immediately squirmed away from the small face swallowed the words in the mouth.

Bastard!

Over there, Phoebe Barnes did not wait for Kemp Ross to answer, shaking her head in the mirror, “I don’t think it’s very good, the waistline is too high, I can wear it if I’m pregnant.”

She said a glance at Nancy MO, handed her the wedding dress in her hand, did not say anything more, and turned to pick a few more pieces.

Kemp Ross saw her wandering, long fingers brushed over one by one finally settled on one set, hooked his lips, “This is it, go try it on.”

The woman let out a smile and nodded, “Okay.”

A group of staff help, a few minutes later, changed.