"Open it and see, I asked Baoyuelou to create the things inside myself." Zhao Jin looked expectant. Jiang Ruan opened the box and found that it was a ring inside. It could be called a ring. To be more precise, it was a black ring with a golden lump on his head. However, no matter how calm Jiang Ruan was on weekdays, she couldn't help but choked when she saw such an intuitive jewelry.

Wen Feifei and Lin Zixiang coughed after meeting him. Zhao Jin was really unaware of his eyes when picking jewelry. It would be fine if he had his own sisters on weekdays, but if he was completely in accordance with his own wishes, he would not be able to see it. For example, the pile of gold beads on the ring at the moment made everyone feel a little powerless. Even if Jiang Ruan wanted to accept her love, such jewelry would be really eye-catching.

Jiang Ruan smiled slightly: "Thank you."

"You have to be polite," Zhao Jin smiled and said, "This ring is also made of black gold stone, which is very solid. If something happens in the future, it may be used as a knife. But I thought about it, you are still a girl's house after all, so you can't just bring a plain ring like this, so you asked the master of Baoyue Tower to add some decoration. Is this golden flower beautiful?"

It would be better not to add it. Lin Zixiang had already turned his head away and couldn't bear to look at it. Jiang Ruan's mouth was a little stiff, so she took it over and said, "It looks great." Zhao Jin's choice of jewelry is the same as picking weapons, and any hard, firm and sharp ones are beautiful.

Zhao Jin felt relieved: "It's better if you like it."

Lin Zixiang and Wen Feifei pulled Zhao Jin away and handed them over their makeup. Wen Feifei's head was a pair of pearls in the South China Sea, and the beads were all big and round, very beautiful. Lin Zixiang's book was a rare ancient book, and Zhenzhen said that this was their family heirloom, and the only one in the world, I felt that I had a fate with Jiang Ruan, so I gave it to Jiang Ruan. Jiang Ruan looked at the ragged pages of the book, and was extremely helpless.

When Yao came back, the hostess started to make up Jiang Ruan after she finished braiding her face, and said, "Miss is already good-looking, so she doesn't need heavy-colored powder anymore. I have transformed into so many brides, and I have never seen such beautiful ones."

Lian Qiao and the others stood behind Jiang Ruan and laughed. After the wedding mother packed up, she smiled and said to Yao: "It's all right now, let's see if the bride is beautiful?"

Jiang Ruan stood up. She was wearing a crimson wedding dress in Japan today. She didn't notice it before. However, as soon as she stood up, she felt like a stream of rays and the bright light almost burned people's eyes. Her facial features were brighter, and her smile was a little gentle and alienated on the surface, so she suppressed the beauty a little, which seemed less frivolous. Now that the wedding girl had her eyebrows drawn and shedded rouge. Her skin was brighter than snow, her lips were like cherry petals, and her eyes were aimed at and sprinkled with stars and gold powder. It was amazing. The wedding dress was like fire, but the person was like a fairy in the flowers, and every move was full of vividness. Even if there were only some female relatives in the room, they couldn't help but look straight.

"Sister Ruan, you are so beautiful." Zhao Jin looked a little confused: "It's like walking out of a painting."
Chapter completed!