When Yu Qingmo heard Yi Feng say that she wanted to help her pick the wedding dress, her mouth became more smiling. She raised her head slightly and looked at Qin Yafu proudly. It seemed that she was Yifeng, and Qin Yafu was just a little girl in a movie studio. Qin Yahuang watched Qingmo closely holding Yifeng's arm, carefully selecting one by one, and she could only follow them, even if she wanted to escape.

: "Clear foam, how about this one?" Yi Feng also took a red wedding dress.

Red! Red again! Yu Qingmo's eyes were cloudy. The two of them really had a tacit understanding, or they...