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    That night, Shangjing, like a guide on Baidu, carefully searched for a guide to disguise mental illness, bipolar disorder, split personality, cognitive impairment... It seemed a bit difficult.

    With a belly full of new knowledge, Shang Jing fell asleep peacefully.

    The next day, He Jiang drove Shang Jing out. Before getting in the car, Shang Jing asked cautiously, "Where are we going?"

    A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. If He Jiang dares to take him to the psychiatric department, he will fight with him.

    He Jiang: "What's your memory? You forgot about an appointment with a designer today?"

    Shang Jing: "Oh, I didn't forget."

    He also specially ran five kilometers in the morning these two days to make the muscles of his arms and legs look better.

    He Jiang took Shang Jing to a wedding dress design studio. There were many ready-made wedding dresses hanging in the exhibition hall, from ancient and modern China and abroad.

    "These are not for sale." He Jiang said, "It's Master Lin's previous designs. The originals are from the newcomers, and only some of the replicas are shown here."

    He Jiang asked: "Do you prefer traditional or modern suits? Generally, two sets are needed for the wedding ceremony. You can use as many sets as you want when taking wedding photos."

    Shang Jing looked down from the wedding dress with a radius of one meter and said, "In a hurry, just two sets."

    It takes more than a year for the embroidery to cover more than 90% of the surface of the traditional dragon and phoenix gown. However, the groom's embroidery does not need to be as dense as the bride's, and there can be a large amount of blank space, which is enough for two months.

    Master Lin is a woman in her 40s. She didn't ask them about their hobbies, but let the two stroll around first, quietly observing the aura of their conversation, thinking about the design that suits them.

    The most important thing in the wedding dress is to reflect the feeling of Qin Se and Ming. It is rare to receive two top-notch husbands. If the wedding dress photos are exposed, it will definitely bring a surge of traffic to her studio.

    Long and phoenix gowns have always been used to reflect the elegance and softness of the bride. When the media exaggerates the stunning bride, the groom's wedding dress design is often ignored.

    But who said that dragon and phoenix jackets can only be matched with men and women?

    No, she has the best pair of signs here.

    She had inspiration here, and took out a tape measure from her pocket, "Wait a minute, two, I'll measure the size."

    He Jiang raised her eyebrows: "Do you mind if I do it for you?"

    Master Lin smiled knowingly: "Please, turn right and there is a compartment."

    He Jiang pulled Shang Jing into the cubicle, and said righteously, "Take off your clothes."

    Shang Jing was a little confused: "Why don't you take off?"

    He Jiang: "Then together?"

    Shang Jing's face began to heat up: "No, you can find a master over here."

    He Jiang put the tape measure on his wrist, pressed Shang Jing, and slowly unbuttoned his coat: "Can my wife see it?"

    Shang Jing held He Jiang's hand: "Then I'll do it myself."

    What's going on with this person, what a normal thing, so that they are about to perform some restricted-level behavior in other people's cubicles.

    Shang Jing took off his coat, slightly lifted his pullover to reveal his lower abdomen: "Is the waistline here?"

    He Jiang held the tape measure, wrapped his hands around his waist, and took the measurements carefully.

    Shang Jing bit his lip, thinking that He Jiang's little finger is not flexible enough, why does it keep touching his waist?

    He Jiang pretended to be a gentleman: "Okay, the next one."

    The next sentence revealed his true nature: "I'm wearing fleece jeans today, right? It's more accurate if you take it off."

    Shang Jing quit: "You'll be fine by subtracting one centimeter."

    He Jiang: "Don't you want to get married in the most fitting wedding dress?"

    Shang Jing's eyes flashed, and he hesitated: "I think, but..."

    He Jiang: "But what, I'm a tool man."

    Shang Jing glared at him with a blushing face: "You have to promise not to touch me there."

    Last time... Last time He Jiang's behavior was too bad, not only pinched, but pinched several times.

    They all left their fingerprints, okay?

    This force can be included in domestic violence!

    Dare to touch his ass before the wedding, do you still want to go to bed after the wedding?

    He Jiang raised his hand and swore, "I promise."

    Five minutes later, Shang Jing hurriedly raised his pants, and domestic violence again! Scumbag!

    Shang Jing's cheeks were flushed, and he leaned in the cubicle to calm down, not daring to go out, for fear of being misunderstood by Master Lin about what they were doing here.

    He looked at He Jiang, whose face was not blushing or panting, and thought contemptuously, how often he was a hooligan to be so calm.

    Too bad, he must have been bullied by dog ​​men every day, especially his little butt.

    He must step up his running and lose the meat on his butt!

    He Jiang: "Do you want to measure it for me?"

    Shang Jing rolled his eyes: "No."

    Maybe there is something wrong, maybe he doesn't hold back and falsely accuses him of seducing him.

    He Jiang: "Okay, the studio still has my body data from last week. I'll ask him to send it back."

    After the trouble returned, there were other schedules in the morning. He Jiang also followed the business dog to calm down for a while. Shi Shiran walked out of the cubicle, and after agreeing with Master Lin on the general style, he called the business dog to get on the bus.

    While driving, He Jiang observed the road section and saw a small shop selling cones. He stopped immediately and bought a cone for Shangjing.

    Shang Jing's mouth was dry in the bridal shop for a long time. When he saw the towering ice cream cone, his eyes lit up, and he immediately took it and licked it.

    The dense, cold cream melts silky on the tongue, and is a perfect match for the warm and comfortable heating of a luxury car.

    The passenger seat door was open, He Jiang held the door with one hand, looked down at the business scene of licking the ice cream, reached out and wiped a little cream from the corner of his mouth, and said after deliberation: "Hua Yue's treatment progress is not obvious, we are today. Let's go to another hospital, Jiang Wen recommended the second hospital, and we'll drop in for an examination later, it's painless, it's very simple."

    He Jiang didn't directly say his guess, but coaxed the Shang Jing kid in a soft voice.

    Shang Jing stopped abruptly and licked his lower lip with the tip of his tongue.

    Heh, just trying to trick him into going to a psychiatry with a cone? When he was a three-year-old child?

    Why did he go to a psychiatrist when he was not sick? Define that he is sick, and then you can do whatever you want with him, and ask him to correct and become what he was before?

    Think too beautiful.

    Teacher Cen would not suspect that Zhuang Qin had a mental illness because he opened a female account.

    Why should he be suspected of being a member of the group?

    Is it his fault for not being able to remember? Do you have to go to a psychiatrist if you can't see a problem in the brain department?

    He just had amnesia, not schizophrenia.

    He Jiang shouldn't suspect that he has a second personality, so he can never remember what the dog-licking personality did?

    Shang Jing put the cone back to him and searched with his head down: "The Second Academy is famous for its psychiatry department, don't think that I have no common sense if I lose my memory."

    He Jiang didn't expect Shang Jing to be clever again, and explained, "I don't think you..."

    Shang Jing said loudly: "Then we won't go, I don't want to take the medicine prescribed by the psychiatrist! I will think I have a mental illness!"

    He Jiang didn't expect Shang Jing's reaction to be so intense, and felt very distressed: "Okay, okay, we won't go, it's my brain that's broken."

    Shang Jing sneered in his heart, don't be fierce, you still want to fool me.

    He was going to pretend to be crazy and sell stupid. If he went to the hospital and the doctor told He Jiang that he was not sick, how could he continue to act?

    If He Jiang was not allowed to see the "crazy wife", he would not expect him well all day long.

    Shang Jing rested his elbows on the car window and squinted at the driver.

    How can I be astonished, amazed, disbelieving, and at the same time not guilty?

    Crazy dancing is too much a test of energy and acting skills. Similar methods are obviously not enough in front of movie stars. He Jiang himself has played a lunatic, and he must have carefully observed and observed this type of person.

    It had to be in an unfamiliar territory for He Jiang.

    Shang Jing thought of the wedding dress in the center of the bridal shop whose skirt was so large that the groom had nowhere to go, and a thought came to his mind...

    No, this is too embarrassing, kill 800 enemies and lose 1000.

    But...is there anything more radical than this?

    Men are not cruel, and their position is unstable.

    Shang Jing made up his mind and found a women's clothing store that delivered goods in the same city as soon as he got home, and ordered a big wave wig and a black suspender skirt.

    During the two hours waiting for the courier, Shang Jing was in an uneasy mood. He thought about it countless times. In order to strengthen his determination, he opened the note and wrote a 2,000-word record of the evil deeds of a scumbag. The fighting spirit is on fire again.

    He suddenly had a great idea, opened the e-mail, copied the two thousand words, and finally added a paragraph: "You have read the entire content of the e-mail and admitted that you have done these things, please reply before the wedding 1 If I do it again, I will have the right to release the email to the public."

    He's really a genius, and it's not hard to take He Jiang's handle.

    He admitted that he was a little tempted by He Jiang now. If He Jiang was unwilling to promise even such a simple email, then there would be no wedding and a divorce.

    The most important thing at the moment is to pretend to be crazy, Shang Jing thought about it, his brain does not support multi-threaded online He Jiang, so he set the email to be sent on a regular basis.

    Two hours later, the same-city flash delivery arrived on time.

    Shang Jing looked at the largest size suspender skirt and hesitated.

    I didn't dare to browse the page carefully when placing the order. Three hundred yuan is just this piece of fabric, which is too pitiful.

    He unfolded and closed, closed and unfolded, finally gritted his teeth, and went to the bathroom to put it on.

    After wearing it, he didn't dare to open his eyes, and directly pulled out a large bathrobe from the cabinet to cover it, only then did he feel that he was not a pervert.

    He fiddled with the wig, not knowing how to put it on for a long time, and finally pinned his forehead with a small clip, and then barely put it on.

    "Cough cough..." Shang Jing looked at the mirror and tightened the neckline of the bathrobe, feeling that it was awkward for the big waves to hang on his chest, so he took a strap and tied it loosely.

    He opened the door a crack and saw He Jiang came in from the balcony, looking like he was talking to someone on the phone.

    Shang Jing took a deep breath, opened the door, rushed out as if at home, and poured a glass of water as if no one else was there.

    He Jiang had just finished the phone call with Jiang Wen, and the other party's opinion was that resistance should not be forced.

    When he turned his head and saw the appearance of the business dog, he was stunned.

    Because of the snow-white bathrobe that was slightly open due to the pouring water, the collarbone and black ribbon were vague, like a private meeting between snow and night.

    Is this something he can watch before marriage?

    Shangjing's heart is happy, it's too immediate.

    When He Jiang was shocked, at a loss, and in disbelief, he told him that he had faked all of this, so that the dog man would reflect on his unfounded guesses, regret it, dare not do it again, and cherish his healthy and beautiful wife.

    Shang Jing raised his eyebrows arrogantly, and was about to say his linedo you want to find me when you go to the Second Academy today?

    Scary enough?

    Just as he was about to open his mouth, he was snatched by the actor.

    "I'm reacting."

    Business puppy: ? ? ?

    Help, how is it scarier than his lines! ! !

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