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At night, Blanca lay in Matthew Grant’s arms and had a very beautiful, beautiful dream.
She dreamed that she was wearing a white wedding dress, slowly walking in front of Matthew Grant under the leadership of her father, who gave her hand to Matthew Grant, who gazed at her fondly and put a ring on her finger.
But, when Blanca wanted to see her father’s face clearly, the dream suddenly woke up.
She couldn’t help but feel a little sullen inside.
“Awake from your nap? Get up and try on clothes.”
“Ah …?”
Blanca heard Matthew Grant’s voice, and the gloom in her heart just now cleared away. She opened her misty eyes to look for Matthew Grant, and saw him standing by the window, looking at herself tenderly.
She covered her face with her hands. She had just woken up and her hair was dirty, how could she be seen by Matthew Grant!
“What are you hiding? You think I haven’t seen you like this before?”
“Uh …” Come to think of it, Matthew Grant used to wake up first, so he must have gotten tired of seeing himself asleep.
Blanca put her hands down and looked at him with watery eyes, “Can you turn around, I need to get up.”
“You get up, I’ll watch mine.”
“Matthew Grant, why are you … so rascal!” Blanca wanted to cry.
Although the previous intimate contact with Matthew Grant, but that is all at night, black light, can not see each other’s expression, she was confused to be eaten dry.
But now, with the sunlight falling through the heavy curtains, Blanca could almost make out the fuzz on Matthew Grant’s face.
Her shy face was tinged with two blushes, and her red lips quirked in a lovely way.
“Get up and try on the dress.”
Matthew Grant knew that if he looked any longer he guessed Blanca was going to get angry, and not wanting to delay, he turned his back on her, “Go to the birthday party tonight.”
It is estimated that The Grant family’s birthday party for Rosanne Butler will be until the early hours of this evening, so Matthew Grant specially chose a long dress for her.
He had Curtis Irwin bring it over directly.
Blanca had just finished washing up when she saw the little dress in the delicate gift box, “Why did you just buy it for me?” This stuff, just looking at the packaging is expensive as hell.
Blanca silently counted the price in her heart.
“Do not like it?
“Not …” of course I like it, after all, no woman can refuse the temptation of beautiful clothes and food, right? But like is one thing, buy back yourself is another.
“Since it’s not that you don’t like it, go change.”
“But …”
“Change or not?”
Matthew Grant was about to get angry, so Blanca dropped her head, picked up the dress and headed for the fitting room. When she got changed and looked at herself in the mirror, she was simply shocked.
This, is this her?
The dress seems to be interspersed with gold thread, walking up the skirt like a lake sparkling …, just Blanca looking at herself in the mirror, can’t help but be amazed.
“Knock knock knock.”
There was a knock on the door from outside, “Ready?”
Matthew Grant’s voice was low and magnetic. Then, he had pushed open the door and walked in. The moment he saw Blanca, Matthew Grant’s eyes also shone with a crystal light.
Beautiful, beautiful incomparable.
And no more than that.
Blanca’s beauty is not with aggressive beauty, not charming and seductive beauty, her beauty is that she is pure and flawless, but a smile with a small hook in your heart, so you willingly sink for her.