Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

Huo Beicheng held her waist tightly, and gently embraced her body, carefully for fear that she would feel a little uncomfortable.

He lowered his head and met his smiling eyes.

It's just that there is a smile in these eyes, but there is a lack of focus.

His eyes darkened.

He tightened his left hand holding her hand, looking at her at this moment, he felt so unreal.

The snow-white wedding dress made her already fair skin softer and softer. Her long hair was curled and braided into several strands. The wreath veil was worn on her head, as if a little angel had descended into the world.

"Master Huo, why don't you speak?"

She raised her head slightly and looked back, her lips were pink and tender, and her white skin looked so translucent under the sunlight beside her.

"Beautiful, very beautiful!"

It was so beautiful that he had the illusion that he would disappear in front of him at any time...

Huo Beicheng stared blankly at Jiang Muyu, as if he was confirming who the person in front of him was?

Then, before several people could react, he had already picked him up by the waist and walked directly towards the lounge.

Acting like no one else was there, not caring whether it would be seen by other guests.

The white suit on him, matched with the white wedding dress on her, the two of them looked so perfect.

Lu Jiaqi didn't have time to say a word from the moment she appeared to when she left.

She stared at the back of the two leaving, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she pulled out her mobile phone and took a few photos.

Then look at the results of your shooting with satisfaction.

"Take this picture as an exclusive news report, it is more affectionate than any wedding scene!"

Lu Jiaqi chuckled, and very professionally sent the photo to her company's group...

At the same time, the text was added: "The wedding has not yet started. The groom's officer hugged the bride to rest. He was worried that our Mu Yu would fall, so he just hugged her! The husband is strong."

As soon as the news came out, the work group that had been quiet for a while suddenly exploded.

"Editor Lu is mighty and domineering!"

"We have editor-in-chief Lu here, so we don't have any scoops!"

"I've already thought about the title of this, let's see if you can write it like this..."

"So, editor-in-chief, are you sneaking around to dig up the latest news? You're on maternity leave and you're not idle! You're really a model worker."

A group of people chatted nonsense, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Lu Jiaqi scanned around, and finally put away her phone and didn't bother to reply.

"Do you want to take two more pictures?"

"That's no need, I took the picture just now..."

A low laugh suddenly came from behind, and Lu Jiaqi responded without saying a word, but before she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered something.

She turned to look at the people behind her.

In the small garden, Lian Yi leaned against the edge of the pavilion, looking up at her with a half-smile.

Wearing a silver-gray suit on him, he looked as elegant as a born prince. The silvery tone matched Lu Jiaqi's skirt today just right.

"When did you come here?" Lu Jiaqi's eyes lit up.

"Just arrived, when you just took pictures."

Lian Yi gave a low laugh, looked at where she was standing, and stretched out his hand to pull her closer to him.

"If Editor-in-Chief Lu thinks he wants to be a good model worker, I can contribute a few photos for you. The idol Little Heavenly King and his wife joined hands in Jiang Muyu's wedding? How about this title?"

Lian Yi glanced at her cell phone and smiled.