He Wangye dominates the entertainment industry

Anyway, Bai Nian told the truth, fans didn't believe it, what could she do?
The store manager came back and told them that the preparations were finished, and Bai Nian happily went to take pictures with his boyfriend.

Feng Heng covered her eyes with his hands: "Keep a sense of mystery."

Bai Nian followed him out.

There is darkness in front of my eyes, but there is a ray of light guiding me in my heart.

"Here we are." Feng Heng's voice was close at hand.

Bai Nian couldn't wait to push his hand away. There was no particularly romantic scene in front of him, just a cloakroom with several sets of clothes hanging in it.

Bib pants, school uniforms, college pleated skirts, small dresses, and... the phoenix coronet and Xiapei she wore when she was shooting the commercial.

"This is?" Bai Nian looked at Feng Heng puzzled.

Feng Heng pulled her to the side of the clothes, and the store manager handed her a tablet.

With a tap of his fingertips, scenes appeared in front of Bai Nian one by one.

Kindergartens, high schools, universities, auditoriums, and the ancient buildings that were built in City H in a one-to-one imitation of Dafeng Chaohengwang's Mansion.

"Today we will shoot the kindergarten first."

"Bai Nian kid, please."

The corner of Feng Heng's mouth relaxed, feeling happy.

Bai Nian pursed his lips, his eyes completed the crescent moon.

From kindergarten to university graduation, every stage of life, the prince will accompany her to walk again.

In the end, they will come to the palace again wearing phoenix coronets and Xiapei, and take photos with every flower, plant and tree.

This is her most meaningful wedding photo.

Bai Nian put on overalls, and on top of the warm yellow pants was a childish little duck that exploded. The store manager didn't think it was enough, so he stuffed two dolls into her hands, and her long black hair was tied into a ball head .

The store manager took her into the studio.

The studio has already been set up as the scene of a small kindergarten classroom, with brightly colored graffiti everywhere, and only two small desks.

Behind a desk, sat a man.

The man was wearing the same childish overalls as her, his legs were too long to fit into the desk, his fine black hair was scattered in front of his forehead, his pupils were cramped like never before, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he said awkwardly: " Come here quickly."

Bai Nian had a hard time holding back his laughter.

She secretly confessed to the store manager: "Take a few more pictures and send them to me later!"

She walked to Feng Heng's side.

The small desk was just right for her to sit in.

There was a book of fairy tales on the desk, Bai Nian picked up the book, and gently patted the arm of the man beside him: "Xiao Heng, I don't know how to read, read it to me, okay?"

The big round eyes do not contain any impurities, they are as clean as a toddler.

The photographer couldn't help but "click" and "click" to find various angles to shoot.

Feng Heng took the book, took out a bottle of milk from the table bucket, pink strawberry flavor: "Here you drink."

Bai Nian's deer eyes were smiling, and the crescent moon was sweet and intoxicating. She took a sip from the milk bottle, and there were still some white milk stains on her lips. People are dazzled.

"It's delicious, thank you Xiaoheng."

She hooked her fingers: "Come here, I'll give you a reward."

The man leaned in awkwardly, his pink lips were printed on his cheeks, while the girl in front of him still smiled innocently.

Innocence without any affection.

She seemed to have really turned into a kindergarten child, surrounded by her childhood sweethearts who grew up together.

This kiss is just a friendship between children.

Feng Heng raised his hand and rubbed the top of her hair: "Then I'll bring it for you next time."

"Good! Very good!" The photographer looked at the captured picture with satisfaction.

The range of motion in each frame is not too large, but each frame is a natural picture scroll.

His camera has truly become a recorder of life.

"Is the filming over?" Feng Heng stood up and held Bai Nian: "Change clothes."

Bai Nian cheated: "Wait a minute."

She picked up her phone and took a selfie: "Quick! Smile!"

Feng Heng took his time and looked at the little girl who was taking selfies vigorously.

He bent down and said lazily, "Didn't you find that the network was disconnected?"

Bai Nian's phone was taken away: "Leave a stutter for the panda."

Bowing her head, she didn't send out any of the messages she just sent in the group "Shooters Alliance".

Bai Nian: "..."

Mastering the stick, but aiming for the yard.

She has a deep understanding!

A few days later, Bai Nian tired of flying around to take wedding photos collapsed on the bed.

She has moved back from the courtyard house to her small apartment, where there is a nutritionist who watches over her all the time not to eat indiscriminately.

She also drank all kinds of strange tonic soups.

The nutritionist handed the bowl in front of her: "Miss Bai, this is what the young master ordered. Don't make things difficult for me."

One sentence hits Bai Nian's pain point.

What if two people can't see each other before they get married?

Why does a certain prince make video calls every day to ask her to report what tonics she took today?
What about human rights?
"Miss Bai, has your health recovered recently? The effect of the tonic soup..."

"Stop! I'll drink! I'll drink right away!"

Bai Nian refused the nagging three times a day, picked up the tonic soup and took a sip, her eyes widened.

Huh?
No important smell anymore.

super delicious!

The nutritionist smiled and said nothing.

The young master ordered that Miss Bai not be allowed to tell about their efforts to improve the taste.

And Feng Heng, who also came back from the filming for a few days, saw the changed wedding dress, got up and went to Feng's house.

"Grandpa, Mom and Dad, I'm getting married, the wedding is ready, I'll get the account book!"

Feng Heng's dark eyes stared straight at the three people in front of him.

"What?" Mother Feng was the first to call out.

Feng Heng frowned slightly.

disagree?
Didn't you still urge marriage before?
"You you you! You little bastard!" Mother Feng ran around the room excitedly: "You don't discuss such a big matter with your family, where is my feather duster! This kid will die if he doesn't clean it up!"

Feng Heng stood up, his black eyes fixed on Mother Feng.

"I just want to inform you that every year, I am married."

Mother Feng finally found her usual weapon with the help of Father Feng's "kindness".

She raised her hand in resentment, but she was not willing to smack her youngest son, who has been loved since childhood, and slapped Father Feng with a feather duster: "Who won't let you marry?"

Father Feng: "... Aww!" He should stay away!

"Have you discussed it with others and you are ready? Do you know the etiquette of marriage? Have you asked what kind of wedding you want every year? Why are you so self-assessed? You, you, you! You really pissed me off! "

When she got excited, she gave Father Feng another feather duster.

Father Feng: "..." That's outrageous!

It is conceivable that after this brat got married, his family status dropped another level.

Mr. Feng tapped his walking stick: "Your mother is right."

"You kid has been ignorant of the world since you were a child. You should ask Niannian what he likes."

He paused: "You do this, you take grandpa there, grandpa knows everything, let's get the certificate first, and then slowly change the marriage process after getting the certificate, it must be perfect."

The corners of Feng Heng's lips could not help but curl up.

How lucky he is to have the most sincere affection in the world.

Whether it was the last life or this time.

"There is something that requires your consent."

Feng Heng took out a paper contract and handed it to Mr. Feng.

"I want to transfer the property under my name to Niannian."