Lin Zishuang's dress was a little loose, so Xiaomi immediately took measurements and made adjustments for her.
After trying on the dress, Ningyan felt that the wedding day was getting closer, and her mood seemed to change slightly.
In the evening, Lord Zhuo had a social engagement and didn't return until about ten o'clock.
By the time he came back, Ningyan had already showered and was lying in bed.
Zhuo Junyue tugged at his tie, wanting to go over, but remembering that he had been drinking tonight, and the little one didn't like the smell of alcohol.
Ningyan turned over and got up from the bed, "Honey, are you hungry? I'll go down and cook something for you."
Zhuo Junyue indeed hadn't eaten much tonight, and since the little one was preparing something for him now, he definitely wanted to eat it.
"Alright, thank you, baby. I'll go take a shower first."
Ningyan thought about how he must have had dinner engagements and probably didn't like eating out much.
