Marriage is involuntary: Mr. Shen, please accept

After everything was done, I drove to the shooting site.

Xu Qingyan was inconvenient to move because she was wearing a wedding dress, and others were about to help her, but Shen Zhixing gave her a sharp look, and she was too scared to move.

Shen Zhixing didn't care at all about the impact he had on others, he walked over and Xu Qingyan helped him down.

"I'm sorry." Xu Qingyan said apologetically, and secretly poked Shen Zhixing's waist, "Uncle Shen, can you calm down your aura, you scared everyone."

"You care about him?" Shen Zhixing said quietly.

Xu Qingyan was taken aback, did he focus on the wrong point?Looking at him helplessly, "Shen Zhixing, you are really unreasonable."

"I'm not jealous." Shen Zhixing said in a particularly stiff voice, hugging her waist tightly with his hands, "Say, are you caring about him?"

"He said he wasn't jealous, why do you care so much about whether I care about that person?" Xu Qingyan looked at him teasingly.

Shen Zhixing looked at her without saying a word, although he knew that she couldn't possibly care about other men, but he just didn't like to hear her mention other men.

Seeing that Shen Zhixing's face became a little dangerous, Xu Qingyan felt a little timid in her heart, she stretched out her hand to hold his face, "I only care about my husband, I don't even look at the others."

Hearing this, Shen Zhixing's complexion became a little better, and he kissed her heavily on the mouth.

"Lipstick, lipstick..." Xu Qingyan hurriedly reminded, so Shen Zhixing couldn't make progress, so he could only kiss and leave.

Although it was only a light touch, Shen Zhixing's lips were still stained with a little lipstick, which was particularly obvious on his mouth.

Xu Qingyan blushed shyly, "Wipe your mouth, it's covered with lipstick."

Shen Zhixing wiped his thumb, and there was indeed some redness on his finger, but he didn't care, so he just went to take a wedding photo.

After a while, the photographer asked him to change his posture, and made Shen Zhixing smile even more happily.

When saying these words, the photographer was also very uncertain, but in order not to affect the effect of the film, he could only bite the bullet and say it.

However, he said to him, Shen Zhixing still had that expressionless expression on his face, and the photographer was almost desperate. This rich man was really difficult to serve.

Xu Qingyan saw the photographer's embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "Shen Zhixing, can't you just smile? You married me voluntarily."

"What nonsense?" Shen Zhixing pinched her waist, but it didn't use much force, and it wouldn't make Xu Qingyan feel pain.

"You don't even smile when you take pictures, people who don't know think I forced you to come here." Xu Qingyan complained, "Be obedient and smile."

Xu Qingyan's tone was as if coaxing a child, and even stretched out her hand to pull up the corner of Shen Zhixing's mouth, "That's it, how beautiful it is."

"Bad girl, are you less and less afraid of me now?" Shen Zhixing frowned slightly.

If it was someone else, he would probably be intimidated by him, but Xu Qingyan is different, because she knows that Shen Zhixing dotes on her very much and will not hurt her at all.

"I'm not afraid of you, paper tiger." Xu Qingyan shrugged her nose and looked at him provocatively.

Hearing this, Shen Zhixing suddenly laughed in a low voice, and slowly approached Xu Qingyan, "It seems that I didn't let you know my strength last night, let's try again tonight to see if I am a paper tiger or not. "

The hot air of his words sprayed on Xu Qingyan's lips, Xu Qingyan's lips couldn't help trembling, and subconsciously hid back.

However, Shen Zhixing didn't give her a chance to escape, he directly reached out and pressed her waist, and rubbed her lips finely.

"Lipstick, your lipstick will disappear after a while." Xu Qingyan hurriedly said, she didn't want to refill her lipstick any more.

So Shen Zhixing didn't stay long, his hot lips fell on her thin shoulders, and his big hands slowly moved upstream and slid across her smooth back.

His warm and dry hands caused a series of electric currents on Xu Qingyan's body, and Xu Qingyan was so weak that she leaned against his arms obediently like a doll.

When the photographer saw this, the cameras immediately started to shoot. Under the sun, the man's eyes were full of love, while the woman leaned shyly in his arms.

Such a scene is more natural and real than any posing, but the photographer suddenly realized that the situation was a little out of control.

"Okay, okay, the shoot is done." The photographer hurriedly said, wiping the sweat from his brow, and the wedding photo was almost restricted.

The photographer's voice pulled Xu Qingyan back from the mist, looked around the crowd, and found that everyone had ambiguous smiles on their faces, and their little faces turned red.

Now it's all right, I'm ashamed and lost at home.Xu Qingyan glared at Shen Zhixing angrily, and returned to the car with her wedding dress in hand.

Shen Zhixing was stared at by his wife, so he looked displeasedly at the photographer who spoke just now, and the latter shivered uncontrollably when he caught his gaze.

After finishing shooting at this location, I drove to the next location, and the costumer reminded, "Mrs. Shen, it's time for you to change."

"Huh? Do you want to change it?" Xu Qingyan looked at him puzzled.

"Yes, Mr. Shen has prepared three sets for you. Let me change them for you." While the stylist was speaking, her assistant came in with a new wedding dress.

Xu Qingyan took a closer look, and realized that this wedding dress was also designed by her. She designed a series at the beginning, Shen Zhixing couldn't have made it all, right?
When she was thinking, Shen Zhixing had already changed her clothes, "Honey, why haven't you changed yet?"

"Shen Zhixing, thank you." Xu Qingyan really didn't expect that he actually made all the wedding dresses she had designed, her heart was warm, and the eyes she looked at Shen Zhixing became very soft.

"As I said before, I don't want to thank you in words, but take some practical actions." Shen Zhixing said clearly.

Xu Qingyan didn't hesitate, she pecked lightly on his lips, Shen Zhixing frowned unwillingly, "Not sincere."

After finishing the words, she was about to kiss her lips again, Xu Qingyan quickly stepped back and covered her mouth, "No, you will eat my lipstick again in a while."

The stylist looked at Xu Qingyan with great gratitude, good man, just took a set of photos, but today she worked ten times as much on Xu Qingyan's lipstick as usual.

Seeing that it was getting dark, everyone stopped procrastinating and accelerated the pace of work.

After taking a day's wedding photos, Xu Qingyan was already paralyzed from exhaustion, and went home and lay on the sofa without moving.