Tong Yao gently caressed the wedding dress, smiled and looked at Wen Lu who was drinking coffee: "I want to try it."

"This is your wedding dress, you can try it on however you want."

"I want you to try it with me."

Wen Lu put down the coffee cup, with a gentle smile on his handsome and deep features: "Okay."

He accompanied her upstairs.

Nursery Rhyme took off her dress, carefully picked up the wedding dress, and put it on.

The wedding dress was a lace design with a one-line neckline, which was dignified and elegant yet playful and lively. The wedding dress was very long. Wen Lu held it for her with his own hands. He was the only one who could see her beauty at this moment.

In front of the large European-style full-length mirror, Nursery Rhyme put on her well-fitting high-heeled shoes.

She looked at herself in the mirror from side to side, smiling like a flower.

"Husband, do you look good?"

"Of course." Wen Lu stared straight at Tong Yao without looking away for a moment, "Yao Yao, you are so beautiful. Tell me, how can I marry such a good girl like you?"

Um?"

"You didn't even look at me when I was wearing a wedding dress last time. Am I not beautiful then?"

Being exposed by the nursery rhyme again, Wen Lu was very embarrassed: "It was beautiful back then. If you look more carefully, you will find that I have actually been moved by it for a long time, but in my heart...I don't want to admit it."

"This is the virtue of a man." Nursery Rhyme snorted coldly.

"Would you like to help you put the jewelry on? Don't poke my shorts again."

"On the wedding day, you can put it on for me with your own hands."

"Okay." Wen Lu nodded.

Tong Yao stood in front of the mirror for a long time before she hooked her arms around Wen Lu's neck and kissed his chin: "Take off your wedding dress for me, okay?"

Wen Lu gently pulled down the zipper for her, and when the wedding dress was put away, Wen Lu's throat moved, and he suddenly pressed Tong Yao on the bed, and a passionate kiss fell on her lips. Wen Lu's eyes turned red.

Nursery Rhyme couldn't bear his enthusiasm and giggled: "Wen Lu, it's so early in the morning, we haven't finished breakfast yet."

"I want to eat you more."

The wind is good in the morning, the morning dew is mellow, and the room is elegant.

In the living room downstairs, kid Mo Mo also tried on the flower girl dress that the housekeeper brought for him, and he looked like a little gentleman after putting it on.

Mo Mo was so handsome that he stood in front of the mirror and kept laughing, running around the entire Mo family.

He kept asking everyone: "Is Mo Mo handsome?"

At a young age, he already knew that "handsome" is one of the best compliments for boys. When he got the affirmative answer, Mo Mo was even happier.

When having breakfast, Mo Mo was reluctant to take off his clothes.

However, after breakfast, he saw his parents coming downstairs, and his mother was carried down by her father.

Mo Mo immediately jumped up to them, looked up at them, and asked for praise.

The nursery rhyme is about a son who is so handsome. The son in a black dress and a white shirt is gentlemanly and well-behaved. He is simply a replica of Wen Lu.

Tong Yao got down from Wen Lu's arms, bent down and pinched the little guy's face: "Baby, why are you so handsome?"

"Because dad is handsome and mom is good-looking."

"Who did you learn it from?" Wen Lu couldn't help laughing, "You're pretty good at speaking."

"Dad, you haven't praised the baby yet."

"He is very handsome and energetic. He is worthy of being my son, Wen Lu." Wen Lu also liked him very much, but his expression was not reflected on his face like in nursery rhymes. He was more happy in his heart.

With nursery rhymes, Mo Mo and Xiao Tao Zi, his home is so perfect.

"Mo Mo needs to wear it to go to school."
Chapter completed!