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Qiao Ke was picked up by... no, a pelican.

The big pelican shook the water beside her as she fell on the edge of the pool and thought about life.

Hush, huh, huh, huge wings spread out, like rain.

I don't know if the heating from the villa was supplied to the yard, or the place where they came was already warm. Qiao Ke didn't feel the cold in such an environment.

They didn't go ashore like all drowning people, they were unconscious first, were given artificial respiration, and then spit out water, coughing vigorously.

She held her breath so well that she didn't drink a sip of water.

After being submerged for such a pass, the body will be warm and comfortable, which is quite comfortable.

Qiao Miao squatted beside her, holding a towel in her hand and wanted to wipe her water, but she didn't know where to start.

Qiao Ke looked at her bright worried eyes, and suddenly laughed.

Today's subject is a big pelican. When we met for the first time, we pushed and rescued it. It was very pleasant.

She was thankful that the pelican didn't grab her head directly, but swallowed her arm instead.

The mouth is really big... Qiao Ke laughed endlessly. He didn't choke on the water in the swimming pool, but choked on his own saliva.

Qiao Miao helped her up, but the cotton coat on Qiao Ke's body was still there, it was really full of lead.

After the pelican finished shaking the water, the white light flashed, and it changed back to its human form.

Zheng Zheng stretched out his hand to her, and when he smiled, the corners of his mouth turned up, almost bending over his ears.

Qiao Ke shook hands, both of them were wet, and neither of them disliked the other.

"Go change in your room," says the vodka-like tiramisu lady.

"Okay." Qiao Ke nodded his thanks.

"Swimsuits." Tiramisu emphasized, and recruited someone to show them the way. "It's all new, pick whatever you want."

Wealthy.

The little sister took them into the villa, and after pointing to the room, she ran away to continue playing.

Qiao Ke locked the door, closed the curtains of the room, took off his coat, slipped around in the magnificent wardrobe, and then brought out two swimsuits.

They are all conservative models, one in black and one in bright yellow.

Qiao Ke handed the bright yellow one to Qiao Miao: "I'll change it here, you can change it in the bathroom."

Qiao Miao was not happy: "I want to be the same as you."

"Little girl wears at home..." After speaking halfway, Qiao Ke paused.

Maybe a child grows up in a flash, the way Qiao Miao looks at her now makes Qiao Ke feel that Qiao Miao can no longer be classified as a little girl.

So she said in other words: "You must look good in this color, just like a little sun."

Qiao Miao bowed her head happily, took the swimsuit in her hand, and walked briskly to the bathroom.

Qiao Ke also laughed, and took off his clothes, feeling light and light all over.

The two changed quickly, and when they returned to the pool again, they seemed more harmonious with their surroundings.

Obviously, tiramisu is completely the protagonist of this crazy party.

She drank in a bold posture, as if pouring water, and the muscles on her arms were sharp when she raised her hands.

There is always a circle of people around her, and whoever clinks with her finishes it all in one go, and doesn't care how much others drink.

Qiao Ke found it interesting and asked Qiao Miao, "What is your idol doing?"

Qiao Miao replied very bluntly this time: "Internet celebrity."

"Ah?" Qiao Ke was a little surprised, "Which internet celebrity? Fitness?"

"There is this label." Qiao Miao held a glass of juice and sipped it slowly like drinking red wine, "Tiramisu is very hardworking, and now she is a decathlon, food, beauty, extreme sports, fitness, fashion, emotional solutions , music, human rights, film and television... She started a company, hosted competitions, webcasts, e-commerce purchasing... Anyway, she is super powerful."

Qiao Ke was shocked when he heard it: "It's quite powerful."

"A lot of money." Qiao Miao concluded, "A lot of money."

"So what you admire most is how much money she has?"

"Correct."

Qiao Ke looked at the tiramisu still surrounded by the crowd: "When can we start shooting?"

"It looks like it's not going to work today." Qiao Miao shook her head.

"Well, it's late, and she's busy."

"Let's see it tomorrow." Qiao Miao sighed pretentiously, "Hey, that's what it is like to work with celebrities."

Qiao Ke smiled and tugged at her beard.

They stayed in the villa that night. Although there were a lot of guests, the tiramisu was arranged in an orderly manner. Everyone wanted to continue to be high, and if they were sleepy, they could take the room code to rest.

The sound insulation effect of the room is excellent, Qiao Ke and Qiao Miao slept very comfortably.After waking up the next day, a service staff washed the clothes they changed last night and sent them over. They were fluffy and smelled fragrant.

This hospitality is really considerate.

Thinking of going to work today, Qiao Ke straightened his clothes.

Qiao Miao always wakes up later than her, and now she sleeps soundly with the quilt in her arms. Qiao Ke looked at her clothes, and felt that the lace dress was really suitable. After hesitating for two seconds, she finally took it out and casually picked it up. Tossed in the trash.

She walked out of the room lightly, thinking about finding clothes for Qiao Miao.The corridor was quiet, how noisy it was last night, how quiet it will be this time.

Not far away, she saw a man in a neat suit. The man was holding a large plastic bag and was picking up a wine glass that fell to the ground.

It should be a service staff, Qiao Ke walked over.

When the two were one meter away, the man straightened up.

Qiao Ke's heart skipped a beat, and he almost took a step back.

The man saw her and smiled, and the two eyes that were crowded together on his face separated instantly, turning into a normal human appearance.

"Hello, did it scare you?" The man said gently.

Qiao Ke took a deep breath. In this strange anthropomorphic world, she should remain calm no matter what form she sees.

She took a step forward and smiled: "Good morning, I want to know where I can buy clothes... um...?"

"Are you in a hurry?" The man smiled knowingly and pointed her in the direction, "Go up one floor from here, and the three rooms on the left are all cloakrooms. There are all kinds of sizes, you don't need to buy them, you can choose whatever you want, they are all for you. Guests are prepared."

Qiao Ke hurriedly said: "Thank you, it's so considerate."

"It should." The man smiled.

Picking out suitable clothes for Qiao Miao from the cloakroom, thinking of the unattractive but polite man just now, Qiao Ke also began to admire Ms. Tiramisu.

The appearance is tough and uninhibited, but the mind is extremely delicate. The guests who come to this carnival can relax and play without causing problems due to poor care.

Such a person is really difficult to succeed.

Qiao Ke began to look forward to this shooting. She was very curious about the partner of tiramisu, what kind of person could subdue such a woman and let her enter the palace of marriage willingly.

But after waiting for a morning, after eating a sumptuous lunch, and waiting for an afternoon, until it was dark, no one came to inform them that they needed to shoot.

There are a lot of game reminders, such as swimming competitions, beach football, karaoke, bridge games...

Almost every form of entertainment is arranged to perfectly cater to the needs of all guests.

Just forget about their filming.

After it got dark, Qiao Ke stared at his phone and poked Qiao Miao's arm: "When will I be able to take pictures? If it's still delayed, I have to return the hotel room first."

Qiao Miao was eagerly waiting for the meat on the grill, when she heard this, she turned her head foolishly: "Ah? What room?"

"On the human side." Qiao Ke smiled helplessly, "Have you forgotten the other world?"

"Oh that." Qiao Miao waved her hand, "I've already called and refunded you."

"When did it happen?" Qiao Ke was shocked.

"When you go surfing." Qiao Miao waited for the meat, and began to eat happily, "I see you had a good time."

Qiao Ke was having a good time, she hadn't played so crazy for a long time, as if she had regained the feeling of being free and wandering when she first went to college.

She looked at her phone again, since she had nothing to worry about, she shouldn't be in a hurry to go back.

"Don't forget about the filming." Qiao Ke said.

Qiao Miao's mouth was full: "Mmmmm."

"Be a conscientious proprietress." Qiao Ke patted her on the shoulder, "Learn from your idol Tiramisu."

After Qiao Miao finished eating the meat, she finally freed up to talk to Qiao Ke: "Mr. Plaice is available for tiramisu."

"Who is Mr. Plaice?"

"The other protagonist of the wedding." Qiao Miao squinted her eyes and despised her, "You don't even know about participating in other people's weddings."

"I don't know who to blame!" Qiao Ke raised his hand and patted her on the head, "Every time I ask you to tell me some information in advance, you don't agree, what is going on in your little head!"

"Hmph, I'm thinking about the overall situation."

"What's the big picture?"

Qiao Miao frowned: "Oh, you human beings are in trouble. I'm afraid that this will dislike that. Who knows that I told you in advance, whether you will come or not!"

"When did I fail to complete the task?"

"Xiaofei, I was going to sue you that time, do you still go?"

"...can you give me some other examples?"

"You can't answer any one of them, how dare I take it seriously?"

"Have you grown up talking back to me after eating so much meat?"

"What's talking back?" Qiao Miao leaned closer to Qiao Ke, her meat-eating lips pouted, and she was very close to Qiao Ke's, "This one?"

Qiao Ke flashed back, a tissue was stuck on Qiao Miao's face: "Wipe your mouth."

The child has really grown up, and spring is really coming, young and rebellious, glib.

After wasting another day happily, Qiao Ke finally got to meet the legendary Mr. Biao.

During this day, she pestered Qiao Miao with a lot of news. For example, Mr. Biao is a well-known virtuous housekeeper. .

Another example is that Mr. Plaice and Ms. Tiramisu are of different genus, and their races are very different. In order to be able to be together, they have experienced a lot of obstacles and tribulations from their families.

For another example, although Ms. Tiramisu is very high-profile as an Internet celebrity, she has never posted a photo of Mr. Biao.Her protection of Mr. Biao's privacy is like that of a star's protection of her children's privacy, she is strong and cautious.

So although many fans of tiramisu know that such a gentleman exists, no one has seen him in person.

Until today, when the sun is rising high, Tiramisu and Mr. Biao will officially enter the palace of marriage.

For this special wedding, tiramisu has been planned for a long time, and the warm-up began before the official wedding day. She invited friends from all corners of the country, and everyone gathered together for a common goal, and opened for three days and three nights. rave party.

Although many people don't even notice the theme of the party when they are playing high, Tiramisu thinks very clearly in her heart. She said that it is a acknowledgment of being single, a welcome to the family, and a display of free will.

After the party, she calmed down, just like after the ups and downs of life, her turbulent heart calmed down and found a place to belong.

When Qiao Miao read this Tiramisu Weibo post to Qiao Ke, Qiao Ke was moved and worried.

In her heart, marriage is very fragile. No matter how grand this wedding is, it will be so cruel when it is broken.

Of course, she sincerely wished tiramisu and Mr. Plaice a long-lasting and happy relationship for a hundred years.

Today, Mr. Biao will appear in everyone's field of vision, and the scene of wedding vows and ring exchange will also be broadcast live to audiences all over the network. Many people are waiting for this moment to see Mr. Biao's true face.

That's the man who married tiramisu.

A strong and unruly tiramisu, a talented and rich tiramisu, many young girls are clamoring to marry her tiramisu on her Weibo.

But such a critical moment is getting closer, but Qiao Ke still hasn't been summoned.

She was arranged for a banquet like any other guest, and was taken care of so well that it seemed that her function here, her function as a photographer, was completely forgotten.

Qiao Ke felt that the tiramisu must have been dizzy from work, and it was inevitable that Baimi missed something, which happened to hit her on the head.

Qiao Ke is not someone who just sits and waits to die. After listening to Qiao Miao's narration, she wants to leave a touching moment for the two newcomers.

So she took a different approach, approaching a staff member and asking if he could provide her with a camera.

The staff at the tiramisu wedding banquet were basically responsive. Sure enough, the staff took her to the next door to the cloakroom of the villa without even asking any extra questions.

"Most of us take pictures with mobile phones now." The staff member said with a smile, "You know photography very well just by looking at it."

Qiao Ke blinked at him: "That's right, can you get me a professional camera?"

"Of course." The staff opened a block, "You choose yourself."

Qiao Ke looked at a display cabinet full of cameras from top to bottom, and expressed his jealousy towards the bourgeoisie countless times in his heart.

She wasn't greedy, so she chose a fuselage with two heads, as long as it was enough.

"I will protect it and return it to Zhao." Qiao Ke said to the staff.

"Thank you." The staff said, "Please feel free to use it."

When Qiao Ke came back to Qiao Miao with the camera, Qiao Miao stared at the camera in her hand with rounded eyes.

Qiao Ke proudly raised his hand: "If it's not the mountain, I will be the mountain."

Qiao Miao didn't reply, but silently gave her a thumbs up.

Qiao Ke carried the camera on his back, looked around, and said to Qiao Miao: "Play by yourself, I'll go and take some pictures."

"I'll go with you." Qiao Miao said.

"No need." Qiao Ke patted her on the head, "I can take this kind of wedding photos by myself, you can go and play. I will call you when the time comes."

Qiao Miao didn't follow her again, Qiao Ke took the camera and went to the shooting spot she had planned before.

There is a terrace, the location is very suitable for overlooking, overlooking the entire main venue and the small garden next to the venue.

Qiao Ke arrived at the place, adjusted the camera, and picked up the camera to scan around, but as soon as he lifted it up, he saw his colleagues.

Next to the tall green belt in the small garden, there is a photographer standing there, just like her, with a light outfit and only a camera.

The photographer was taking pictures, with a very focused expression. Qiao Ke's camera moved in the direction of his camera, and saw a pair of men and women standing and talking.

The man looked familiar, Qiao Ke drew closer and found that it was the gentle and polite staff member she met when she was looking for clothes for Qiao Miao the morning before yesterday.

The woman is very beautiful, smiling and talking to the staff, Qiao Ke felt that such a shot was far from her subject, so she didn't press the shutter.

On the contrary, she was very interested in the colleague. When she turned the camera back to the colleague again, Qiao Ke found that he kept pressing the shutter, with a strange posture.

Qiao Ke's heart skipped a beat, and he hurried to see the couple.

In just a split second, the woman who was smiling and talking normally just now hugged the man, her lips pressed tightly against the man's lips, and the gentle and polite staff was deformed by her kiss.

The photographer was taking candid shots, and he waited for a long time, and finally got the kind of candid shots he wanted.

As a colleague, Qiao Ke could tell at a glance.

So instinctively, she pressed the shutter, not only taking pictures of the men and women kissing, but also the photographer who was secretly taking pictures.

Suspicions and shadows gradually rose in her heart. If there is anything worth taking a sneak shot of such an ordinary scene, the man in the picture must not be as simple as she imagined.

He must have a special identity, and the most frightening possibility is that he is another protagonist of this grand wedding—the legendary Mr. Brilliant.

Qiao Ke's palms were sweating instantly.

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