Slightly sweet when I first heard it

Yan Jinghuai understood, "You helped me. No wonder, I looked so good that day."

The editor-in-chief of the time said haughtily, "She is my girlfriend. She came back and told me that you are very affectionate."

Yan Jinghuai:!

Yan Jinghuai became vigilant again.

Do you want to destroy my family because you are obsessed with Xiaowen Dong?

Yan Jinghuai's filming process was not smooth.

He has a very high degree of cooperation, and he can pose in whatever pose he asks.The only downside is that you don't get into the show.

The photographer was about to cry, "Brother, our theme is 'Purple Drunk Gold Fans', and the focus is on 'drunk' and 'fascinated'. Look at your body language, it's all vigilant, and you're fascinated."

At this time, Yan Jinghuai was wearing a black high-necked sweater and black high-waisted pants, with short jet black hair.

——If it’s not that he is white enough, replace it with someone else, and you will be guaranteed to be the best all the way.

The only bright color on his body is the huge diamond on his finger.

That's right, the most precious pink diamond in the world, 'Miss.LittleLady', is in his hands.

Yan Jinghuai also wanted to cry, "Brother, think about the price of this thing, can you be fascinated by it. Now that I think of its price, I'm drunk, and I can't wait to kowtow to it."

I've seen high-cold celebrities before, and it's the first one who is so down-to-earth.The staff at the scene couldn't help laughing, and the photographer also laughed.

He suggested, "Why don't you find your feelings again?"

Like throwing a hot potato, Yan Jinghuai immediately put the big diamond ring in the flannel box held by the bodyguard.

The bodyguard whispered, "Actually, we are also worried."

Yan Jinghuai wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but was worried about the safety of the big diamond ring, so he could only nod his head and say, "Thank you, buddy."

The editor-in-chief Shi stared at the side for a long time, feeling that this was not going to work, so he waved to Yan Jinghuai, "Come here, I'll tell you something."

She whispered a few words to Yan Jinghuai, Yan Jinghuai's eyes lit up, and when he went back to take pictures, his eyes seemed to be dripping with honey, his eyes were sweet and thick, as if he had really sunk into them.

As soon as he saw the little crown on the jewelry, Wang Defu knew that Ms. An was here.

Because of the immoral things his sister did, he didn't have the face to hang out in front of Ms. An, so he spent the whole morning as an invisible person in the studio.

At this moment, he was really curious, so he took the initiative to show up and asked, "What did you tell our brother Jinghuai?"

A female voice beside him also asked, "Yes, what did you tell him?"

It's Ms. Ann.

Don't look at Ms. An who always speaks softly in front of women, as if a gust of wind can blow her down.When she found out that Wen Yuming was cheating, she slapped him twice and vomited blood, and even grabbed his hair and hit the wall.

When Wang Defu was at the scene, he was deeply impressed. From then on, he understood that 'the more beautiful a woman is, the better she will hit people'.

He was a little afraid of her, and silently moved behind the editor-in-chief.

Ms. An saw it, snorted coldly, and pretended not to see it.

When the 'Father of the Fund' spoke, the editor didn't take Joe anymore.She said: "I just told him that 'Miss.littlelady' belongs to Sister Wen."

'Miss.LittleLady' is a commemorative gift chosen by Ms. An for her daughter's birth.

In fact, Ms. An's jewelry brand was also created to commemorate Wen Qingyin's birth.

Her jewelry is called, 'Sonido'.

Spanish, voice.

Ms. An looked at Yan Jinghuai in front of the camera, and soon saw the tattoo on his calf.

She asked, "This is Jianjian's name."

Editor-in-Chief Shi said: "Yes. I confirmed with Mr. Yan Jinghuai that it is indeed Senior Sister Wen's name."

Ms. An stared at Wang Defu, "Do couples have tattoos? Do they have tattoos too?"

Seeing her roll call, Wang Defu couldn't continue pretending to be invisible.He stood up and said, "No, only Jing and Yan Jinghuai have tattoos."

Without waiting for Ms. An to ask, he explained the whole story clearly.

Ms. An was a little annoyed, "It's okay to ask for a black card, but it's too much to force someone to get a tattoo."

She said, "No, I have to take care of her."

Seeing that Ms. An was calling from her assistant, Wang Defu thought she was going to call and curse, so he wanted to persuade her. Unexpectedly, she said to the phone: "Nan Nan, do you know that your sister forced your brother-in-law to get a tattoo?"

Wang Defu: ...

So, you parents don't dare to control Xiao Wendong, right?

Although off to an unhappy start, the fashion journey has gone smoothly.

Yan Jinghuai called off work early and invited his mother-in-law to visit his home, but was mercilessly rejected.

He had no choice but to go back alone, intending to talk to his wife about what he saw today.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door was opened, I saw my uncle and sister-in-law cursing in their living room.

He wanted to escape, but he couldn't bear to see Wen Qingyin sitting on the sofa like a boxer being scolded.

He hurried over and asked, "What happened?"

Without further ado, the 1.9-meter-tall sister-in-law pressed him on the sofa.Wen Qingyin rolled up his trouser legs cooperatively, "Don't slander people, look, there are no wrinkles - I'll go!"

He Nange pointed at the swollen word 'Yin' and said sharply, "Wen Qingyin, you can force him to get a tattoo, and lie to me!"

Yan Jinghuai understood what was going on as soon as he heard it.

Unexpectedly, the mother-in-law is still a complainer.

He hurriedly explained, "Misunderstanding, it's really a misunderstanding. I did it voluntarily, and it has nothing to do with our Xiao Wendong. Really, I promise."

Listen to this, does he seem to be voluntary?

Yan Jinghuai swore to the sky, and finally coaxed away the angry uncle.But his unlucky sister-in-law was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and she was about to go out, so she held his hand and said earnestly:
"Comrade Xiao Yan, don't be afraid. I know that people like us are vulnerable groups, and the Women's Federation cannot guarantee our rights. But it doesn't matter. If you feel wronged, come upstairs, and Teacher He will make the decision for you."

He Nange was still angry, and said angrily, "Don't spoil her all the time!"

After finally sending the couple away, Yan Jinghuai had to come back to coax his wife.

Wen Qingyin couldn't care less about being wronged for a long time, and felt so distressed at his calf.

"What's the matter with you? Why did you suddenly go to get a tattoo? It hurts so much."

Yan Jinghuai's tattoo is a cursive "Yin" character, the area is not large, no more than ten centimeters horizontally and vertically.

Yan Jinghuai said: "Aren't you insecure? Get a tattoo of your mark on me to prove that I belong to you."

He confirmed, "Are you relieved?"

Wen Qingyin was happy, but also distressed, "It's not bags and pets, what labels are you labeling?"

Yan Jinghuai nodded, "It seems that I feel relieved."

He was a little annoyed again, "I still want to tell you on your birthday. I knew I would not shoot magazines, so everyone would know."

Wen Qingyin wanted to touch it, but was afraid of hurting him.So I asked: "Does it hurt? I heard that tattoos are very dangerous. Have you paid attention to safety?"

"It doesn't hurt." Yan Jinghuai ignored the pain to the point where he almost shed tears, and opened his eyes and said nonsense, "I'm Yan Jinghuai, this little pain is nothing."

He gestured on his chest, "I originally wanted to get a tattoo as big as my chest. But there are minors among my fans. I was worried that they would follow suit, so I had to get a smaller tattoo. I'm sorry."

He said proudly again: "This is a pattern I designed and tattooed for myself. Is Brother Jinghuai very powerful?"

In order for Wen Qingyin to look at his calves, he raised his feet, and his posture was quite ladylike.

Wen Qingyin's emotion was abruptly destroyed by this posture.

She hesitated for a second, then continued to look adoring.

She said, "If you have time, give me one too."

"I'm yours too."

Yan Jinghuai's hands immediately became restless.He touched her calf, "Is it tattooed here?"

Then continue up her calf, "Or here?...or, here?"

Wen Qingyin was very worried about his body, "You have been hungry for a week, is that okay?"

Frankly speaking, Yan Jinghuai really just wanted to flirt.After all, the princess hasn't had dinner yet, and he has been hungry for so many days, so he should take good care of his body.

But the word 'can you' is too powerful, Yan Jinghuai still has to prove that he is 'can'!
He hurriedly took off his clothes, and a photo fell out of his pocket.

Wen Qingyin picked it up and looked at it, then asked in surprise, "Did you take a photo with 'Little Miss' today?"

Thinking of what happened that day, Yan Jinghuai couldn't help laughing. "I heard that this is your childhood toy? You are really rich, Xiao Wendong."

Wen Qingyin said: "No way, children can't play with these shiny little things, they will swallow them. My mother was willing to give me 'Little Miss' to play with when I was about four years old."

She whispered: "I also used it to pull the glass of the old house."

You really can't imagine the happiness of rich people.

Wen Qingyin asked again: "Have you seen your mother? Is she coming back to celebrate my birthday?"

Yan Jinghuai didn't know, and Ms. An didn't say anything.

Wen Qingyin understood from his expression.

She stopped asking and changed the subject.

She pointed to the photo and asked, "Did I read it wrong? Why do you have a sad expression?"

There are not many waste films of Yan Jinghuai, but this one is praised by everyone as good-looking.

In the photo, his expression is happy and sad, indulging and somewhat resistant, a mixture of contradictions.

This is the cover of the next issue of the magazine, and because of Ms. An's face, the editor-in-chief Shi allowed him to bring it out and give it to Wen Qingyin as a gift.

"Because I hate the rich." Yan Jinghuai joked: "When I think that this is your childhood toy, I feel worried. I have to work so hard to earn enough money for our Xiao Wendong's toy."

Wen Qingyin was amused, and became happy again.

Yan Jinghuai also laughed.

Actually he lied.

At that moment, what he thought was that our little Wen Dong is really pitiful.

She obviously owns the whole world, but she actually has nothing.

May [-]th is Wen Qingyin's birthday.

In Yan Jinghuai's plan, this day should be spent like this:
In the morning, the two slept until they woke up naturally. After exchanging a kiss, they each brushed their teeth and took a shower. After breakfast, they went to Blue Beard's house to watch a movie.

At noon, eat something casually, take a nap together, and deal with work separately after getting up.

At night, this is the main event.

They would have candlelight dinners, and then say something romantic, which would flow from the table to the bed as a matter of course.

However, it turns out that he just wants to be beautiful.

On the morning of May NO.20, Wen Qingyin got up at 05:30 as usual, went for a run, had breakfast, changed clothes, and went to work.

God knows that Yan Jinghuai made the whole day out on purpose.

He hinted, "I'm still at work today."

Wen Qingyin was dumbfounded by his question, and deliberately checked the date, "Today, Wednesday, I have to go to work."

Careless, forgot that this person is a workaholic.

Yan Jinghuai simply stated: "Today is your birthday!"

Wen Qingyin breathed a sigh of relief, "You didn't say anything last night, I thought you forgot and wanted to hit you. It's okay, okay, we can still live on."