My Taoist nun girlfriend is from the Republic of China era, 1942.

Chapter 57 Teasing the Bridesmaids?
Chen Xiaomiao's gaze remained fixed on the dress, unwilling to look away.

That look in her eyes was a young girl's pure longing for beautiful things, unrelated to survival and basic needs.

If it were any other woman, Lu Yuan might have thought she was a bit of a "green tea," but coming from Chen Xiaomiao's mouth, it really meant "just a casual glance."

This girl doesn't even have the confidence to say the word "like".

Lu Yuan didn't lavishly take her into the store and place an order; he simply glanced at the store's signboard and quietly opened the delivery service.

"walk home."

"Oh……"

Chen Xiaomiao responded and slowly followed Lu Yuan's steps.

When Chen Xiaomiao got home, she saw a thin cardboard box standing at the door.

She exclaimed "Huh?", bent down to pick up the cardboard box, and found it to be very light.

"What's the matter?"

"Let's open it and take a look."

After entering the room, Chen Xiaomiao carefully cut open the tape with scissors, her eyes lighting up instantly.

She turned to look at Lu Yuan, her voice excited: "When...when did you buy it?"

But before the joy had subsided, she suddenly realized something, and her eyes became more complicated.

She shouldn't have shown such obvious affection for Lu Yuan just now.

The man spoils her in everything; I'm really afraid he'll spoil her rotten one day...

"Thank you."

Lu Yuan was taken aback by this and teased, "I thought you were going to scold me and tell me to return it tomorrow."

Chen Xiaomiao hugged the box tightly, her fingers unconsciously digging into the edge of the cardboard box, muttering softly, "I said I'd return it, but you still won't..."

As they spent more time together, Chen Xiaomiao came to understand Lu Yuan's temperament better and better.

Lu Yuan may seem easygoing, but he is actually very decisive. Once he has made up his mind, no amount of persuasion will change it. Being too fussy will only make you seem pretentious.

Suddenly, two faint blushes appeared on her cheeks, and she tentatively asked, "Do you... also want to see what I look like in this?"

Lu Yuan grinned, revealing a set of white teeth: "Well done, Chen Xiaomiao, you're getting more and more human-like."

Chen Xiaomiao didn't realize what was going on at first, until she saw Erbaiwu climb out of his burrow and let out a timely "woof", then she understood.

"You're such a fool..."

She puffed out her cheeks in annoyance, raised her small fist and lightly punched Lu Yuan's arm, then turned around, hugged her skirt, and went back to her room, slamming the door shut.

A few minutes later, the door creaked open a crack again.

Chen Xiaomiao changed into a new dress and stood somewhat awkwardly at the door.

The simple cut accentuated her slender waist, while the long sleeves and knee-length skirt perfectly concealed her excessive thinness, leaving only a fresh and gentle look like that of a girl next door.

"middle."

Lu Yuan decisively gave a thumbs up: "Perfect, wear this to my engagement party tomorrow."

"Engaged?" Chen Xiaomiao asked in confusion, "Who's engaged?"

"Yu Hongkai," Lu Yuan reminded him, "the one from my class reunion last time, forget him?"

Yu Hongkai mentioned at the class reunion that he would get engaged in October and politely invited everyone present, but only Lu Yuan and Song Jia actually received an invitation.

Chen Xiaomiao muttered, "So, do I have to pretend to be that kind of wife again?"

"What, haven't you gotten used to pretending yet?" Lu Yuan teased her, deliberately saying, "Why don't you practice first and call me 'husband'?"

Chen Xiaomiao turned her head and let out a soft hum, ignoring Lu Yuan's teasing, and went back to her room to wash up.

……

Yu Hongkai's engagement banquet was held in the top-floor banquet hall of a five-star hotel in Jiangcheng, and the banquet ended at 2 p.m.

When Lu Yuan got home, he loosened his tightly tied tie, casually tossed his crisp suit jacket onto the back of the sofa, and slumped down on the sofa in a "spread-eagle" position, letting out a long sigh of relief.

Compared to his exhaustion, Chen Xiaomiao was full of energy.

She sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding the box of wedding candy she had brought back, picked up a chocolate with a liqueur filling and popped it into her mouth, her eyes squinting happily, her cheeks puffing out like little hamster pouches.

"My goodness, Lu Yuan, do people here always make such a big fuss when they get engaged?"

Chen Xiaomiao spoke indistinctly, her eyes still showing lingering surprise. The scene today had truly stunned her.

The entire banquet hall was incredibly bright, with strings of crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, even more dazzling than the glass beads in a landlord's house.

The ground was covered with a thick red carpet, which was soft and squishy underfoot, making no sound when you walked.

The venue was piled high with flowers as if they were free, and their fragrance made her feel dizzy.

What surprised her the most were the foods.

The long table was laden with all sorts of snacks and dishes, made to look like paintings. Guests held wine glasses, chatting in twos and threes. They could take whatever they wanted from the plate themselves, and no one cared.

It's even more extravagant than an emperor's wedding in a traditional opera...

"They've got money to burn."

Lu Yuan closed his eyes and responded weakly.

Seeing that he looked like he was about to die, Chen Xiaomiao picked up a candy from the box, unwrapped it, and put it to Lu Yuan's lips.

"Try this, it's sweet."

Warm fingertips touched Lu Yuan's lips, and he subconsciously opened his mouth, sucking the cloyingly sweet toffee into his mouth.

Chen Xiaomiao sat back down contentedly, then asked curiously, "Lu Yuan, what's a bridesmaid?"

"A bad habit brought over from those foreign devils."

Lu Yuan chewed on his candy and mumbled an explanation: "On the day of the wedding, the bride will find a few of her unmarried best friends to accompany her, help carry things, fend off some drinks, and join in the fun."

"Oh..." Chen Xiaomiao nodded and said, "Song Jia and I were chatting with the bride just now, and she asked me if I would like to be her bridesmaid too."

"You want to join in the fun?"

"That was not my intention."

After saying this, Chen Xiaomiao paused again, her expression revealing a hint of embarrassment.

"But……"

"But what?"

"But I heard that bridesmaids get a big red envelope."

Lu Yuan was both amused and exasperated: "Chen Xiaomiao, are you obsessed with money?"

Chen Xiaomiao started analyzing for Lu Yuan, counting on her fingers: "Look at your classmate, he's so generous, he must be from a wealthy family! A wealthy family's red envelope is bound to be big, so why not make some money?"

Lu Yuan completely lost his temper and waved his hand: "Fine, fine, go if you want to go, no one will stop you. It's a good opportunity to learn their procedures in advance, who knows... we might need them in the future."

Chen Xiaomiao lowered her head, pretending not to hear the second half of Lu Yuan's sentence, and took out her phone to send a message to Song Jia.

[Chen Xiaomiao]: Sister Song Jia, I've made up my mind, I'll go.

The reply came almost instantly.

[Don't Want to Join the Class]: OK! [Macho Man Nodding.jpg]
[Don't want to work overtime]: Then let's go try on bridesmaid dresses together the day after tomorrow afternoon.

Chen Xiaomiao turned off her phone and asked again earnestly, "Lu Yuan, are there any other rules about being a bridesmaid?"

"There is something we need to pay attention to."

"What's the matter?"

"Some people will make trouble for the bridesmaids."

"Prank the bridesmaids? How do you do that?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Lu Yuan suddenly sat up, stretched out his long arm, precisely grabbed Chen Xiaomiao's wrist, and pulled hard.

Chen Xiaomiao exclaimed in surprise, lost her balance, and fell straight towards Lu Yuan.

The world spun around them, and their positions were reversed.

Lu Yuan's body loomed over Chen Xiaomiao, his hands resting on either side of her ears, his warm breath spraying onto her face.

Chen Xiaomiao's mind went blank, her thoughts went blank, and her heart pounded like a drum.

Lu Yuan slowly lowered his head, his lips almost touching her earlobe, and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Just like that...making a scene!"

(End of this chapter)