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The girl was very satisfied with her wedding dress, especially the fabric and design of the skirt, which made her want to dance more than any dance costume she had ever worn.

Yan Yan made the wedding dress even more flexible and lightweight than any dance costume she had ever worn.

For the fourth fitting, all that was needed were some "minor adjustments."

This time, the girl came with her fiancé.

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