Send Mu Jinbai downstairs, Di Lin returns to the study room and unlocks the screen.

On the screen, design drawings and renderings of wedding dresses and two sets of dresses are displayed.

Di Lin does not understand fashion or women's clothing, but he grew up in Europe and has his own taste.

He could see that his clothes were beautiful in recent years.

If he wears them, his slightness will definitely be beautiful.

Sitting by the computer, staring at the screen, imagining the girl wearing this beautiful dress and dancing with him, the corners of the man's lips were also naturally bent upwards.

Raise your hands and reply to the other party’s reply email to confirm the design draft.

Di Lin closed the notebook screen, walked out of the study, and returned to the bedroom with slightest hands.

On the pillow, Jun Qing was yawning and opening his eyes.

Seeing him, she looked around in confusion, half-squinted her long eyelashes and smiled at him, and raised her right hand.

He walked up and took her palm, and Di Lin sat down beside her.

"Do you want to drink water?"

Jun shook his head gently, turned over, and turned his face to his direction.

"Your brother came just now. He heard about the things in Country R. Come and see the situation."

"how do you say?"

"Tell the truth."

Jun Qing nodded, "What are you doing just now?"

Di Lin smiled: "Preparing for the wedding."

When she heard him mention the wedding, she stood up and hugged his arm: "Now, where is the step you have come? Is there anything I need to help me?"

"No." Di Lin reached out to support her waist so that she could lean more comfortably, "You just need to wait to be a bride."

Putting her face against his arm, she half-squinted her almond eyes and smiled: "I can't wait to see my marriage!"

Without asking, she could guess that he would definitely prepare for him.

But I was still curious.

What kind of wedding dress would he prepare for her?

The big hand gently stroked her long hair, and Di Lin said in a gentle tone, "I want to keep it secret this time."

"That's it!" Jun Qingyang raised the corners of her lips, "Okay then!"

After all, she also had a little secret from him!

He held the girl's cunning eyes in his eyes, and Di Lin saw through it and said nothing.

"Are you still sleepy?"

She shook her head.

“Are you tired?”

She shook her head again.

Holding her waist with both hands, he picked her up from the bed.

Jun Qing exclaimed, busy circling his neck with his arms.

"Hate, what are you doing?"

"bath."

The bathroom door was opened and closed again, and a girl's voice came faintly.

"No traces are allowed, I will go on stage tomorrow..."

The following words were blocked directly by someone's throat.

In the bathroom, there was only the sound of running water and gasping.

...

...

The final of the second season of "Mask King" is still held in the Imperial Capital Stadium.

That night, countless fans gathered together and knew that this time, Jun Qinghui decided to attend as a guest. Many fans rushed over to support their idols.

Many of the support boards and lamps in the audience have the word "light" written on them, and some hold the luminous boards in the shape of a little phoenix to show that they are members of the Phoenix family.

When the host said the name "MRS.D", the atmosphere in the venue reached its peak instantly.

From wearing masks to participate in the first competition, in a few months, Jun Qing has gone from being a 18th line that was once plagued by black materials to a singer with countless fans.
Chapter completed!