meowji photo studio

At this time, Qiao Ke felt that the villa was really big.

She and Qiao Miao split up and searched two floors, but they couldn't find Tiramisu and Mr. Plaice.

But Qiao Ke couldn't hold back when he saw the director of the live broadcast, and went over to ask a question.

"How about the live broadcast?"

The director glanced at the camera in her arms: "It was interrupted in time."

"Well, that's good." Qiao Ke let out a breath, and continued to search with Qiao Miao and Mai.

Finally, outside a small room on the third floor, Qiao Ke saw a familiar security guard.

"Have you seen Ms. Tiramisu?" Qiao Ke raised the camera in his hand to him, "I have something important to find her."

The security guard looked at her and said, "Wait a minute."

After contacting, Qiao Ke and Qiao Miao finally entered the room.

There was only tiramisu in the room, she took off her wedding dress, and she only had a simple T-shirt on her body.

She nestled on the sofa, looked over calmly, and asked her, "What's the matter?"

"I took some photos." Qiao Ke paused, "The photos at that time."

Tiramisu frowned: "How can you shoot..."

"As a wedding photographer, before the official start, I want to shoot some details..."

"The wedding photographer?" Tiramisu interrupted her, "I know the photography team very well, who are you?"

"We made an appointment by email..." Qiao Ke looked at Qiao Miao, who took a big step back.

Well, no need to explain.Qiao Ke had been wondering why no one had contacted her for such an important matter as wedding photography.Now it seems that the little girl in her family is bold enough to pick up some unnecessary things.

Qiao Miao's eyes flickered and she didn't dare to look at her, so she called out to the tiramisu, "She's Qiao Ke! The photographer Qiao Ke!"

"Sorry." Qiao Ke apologized first, "There was a misunderstanding between this."

Tiramisu paused and didn't care about this anymore. She waved to Qiao Ke: "Let me take a look at your photo."

Qiao Ke approached and turned on the camera, knelt down to explain to her, and saw her legs coiled on the sofa, her ankles were red and swollen.

"Your feet..."

"It's okay, I sprained accidentally."

"It needs to be dealt with urgently, otherwise it will be too swollen to walk." Qiao Ke was a little worried.

"I said it's fine, why are you as verbose as he is?" Tiramisu pointed at the camera and urged, "Photo."

Qiao Ke first found out the photo of the photographer in the garden: "You just said that you are very familiar with the photography team, do you know this person?"

The person in the photo was wearing a hat, and his face was not very clear. The tiramisu was magnified several times, and then he shook his head with certainty: "I don't know him."

"Well, it's a photo of Mr. Biao secretly taken by him." Qiao Ke said directly.

Tiramisu nodded.

"Look at these photos again." Qiao Ke turned the photos backwards. After someone stood up against the wedding, she took a few photos of that person, "I don't know what relationship this person has with you, but I am very happy." It is certain that he has something to do with the man sitting in the front row. Generally speaking, when people are excited, they will definitely keep staring at the person they are talking about, but he has looked at this man several times. "

Qiao Ke zoomed in on the man in the front row. Although there was only a back view, what she wanted to show the tiramisu was very clear: "Look here."

A length of black and gray wide-edged strap was exposed from the man's pocket, which most people would not notice, but the photographer is familiar with this texture, it is the strap of the camera.

Qiao Ke pushed the photo back to the person who took the sneak shot, and that person was holding such a belt on his wrist.

"Although this camera strap is not a limited edition, I don't think it's such a coincidence that these details are strung together." Qiao Ke straightened up and said, "I went to the terrace to take pictures. When I saw this photographer, I wondered why he used it. It’s a mirrorless camera that’s easy to carry, but it doesn’t take particularly good photos. It seems that this mirrorless camera doesn’t belong to him.”

"The person who instructs him is very cautious. This kind of big SLR can be easily found in the video surveillance." Qiao Ke raised the camera in her hand, "And all the explosive points are too coincidental."

Qiao Ke paused, and finally decided to say this: "After the incident happened, the reaction of Mr. Biao's family area...was a bit unreasonable."

She talked a lot, but Tiramisu didn't answer.

A decathlon Internet celebrity, Qiao Ke doesn't think she doesn't understand it yet. It's hard for an upright official to decide on housework. When an inside thief comes out, it's probably hard for anyone to make a decision in a short while.

Qiao Ke couldn't say anything more, she put the camera on the table: "There are still some photos inside, you may need them."

After speaking, Qiao Ke took Qiao Miao's arm and went out together.

The two returned to their room, and after entering the room, Qiao Ke closed the door behind his back.

Qiao Miao stood at the entrance, looking a little at a loss.

Qiao Ke ignored her, went straight into the room, and began to pack things.

Originally there were not many pieces to collect, Qiao Ke thought of Qiao Miao's clothes and said, "Turn back into a cat, and return other people's clothes."

Qiao Miao became anxious all of a sudden, she ran over in two steps and grabbed Qiao Ke's arm.

"What are you doing?"

"Go back." Qiao Ke glanced at her.

"Why do you want to go back all of a sudden?" Qiao Miao turned in front of her, insisting that Qiao Ke look at her.

"It's none of my business here," Qiao Ke said, "No one asked me to take a photo."

"You're angry." Qiao Miao grabbed her arm.

Qiao Ke was straightforward: "Yes, angry."

"Why are you angry, don't be angry." Qiao Miao pursed her lips, "I will transfer your filming expenses to your account."

"Is this a question of money?" Qiao Ke felt that there was still a long way to go for communication between her and the little girl.

"Tell me what's the problem." Qiao Miao sniffed, looking very aggrieved, "I planned it well, I will pay you the fee after you take the photo, and the photo will be posted as usual, because tiramisu He is a celebrity who needs exposure. There is nothing wrong with it..."

Qiao Ke breathed a sigh of relief, and she threw the scarf she was holding aside: "Do you really want to know what the problem is?"

Qiao Miao looked at her and twitched her nose: "I don't want to know, but I don't want you to be angry."

"That's nothing to talk about." Qiao Ke felt a little tired.

"Speak! Talk, talk!" Qiao Miao stomped her feet.

Seeing her like this, Qiao Ke smiled angrily: "You know what the problem is, right? You just think I'm going to blame you."

Qiao Miao didn't speak.

"Knowingly committing a crime is one class higher." Qiao Ke said, "No matter what the final result of deception is, deception itself is an act of hurting feelings."

Qiao Miao lowered her head, still not speaking.

Qiao Ke paused, and felt that the first time should be the key point: "You are playful yourself, but you still dragged me along, and you used deception, which seriously hurt the relationship between us."

"I didn't!" Qiao Miao raised her head and yelled at her.

"What do you have?" Qiao Ke looked at her.

Qiao Miao's eyes were red, and the water vapor gradually became dense, her mouth was tightly pursed, but she didn't answer Qiao Ke's words.

Qiao Ke was irritated by her, and said coldly: "Cry, cry hard."

She intended to use these words to scold Qiao Miao and make her cry back.But Qiao Miao didn't quarrel with her like usual, as soon as she finished speaking, her tears fell down.

Gulu, rolled to the chin, hanging.

There are two tear stains on the small face, the tip of the nose and the corners of the eyes are red, and the beard is twitching. It is extremely pitiful.

Qiao Ke's heart felt as if she had been poked by a needle, but she had a matter of principle in front of her, so she forcibly resisted the urge to go forward and hug Qiao Miao.

Qiao Miao sniffed her nose twice more, and then suddenly a white light flashed, turning into an animal form.

The crying little girl was gone, only the limp kitten remained.

The kitten turned around and gave her a butt, Qiao Ke didn't even have time to see if it was still crying.

Meowji walked to a corner of the room and squatted down facing the wall. Qiao Ke looked at her round, motionless back like a vase, and his heart softened all of a sudden.

She took a chair over and sat behind Meowji.

"It's not that I don't allow you to make mistakes. Didn't you just ask me today what should I do if you make a mistake?"

"I will forgive you for most of the things I said. In fact, I can forgive you for your deceit this time. But I can't just forgive you without saying anything."

"Because if you don't realize the seriousness of the problem, we can't guarantee whether I can forgive you for the next mistake you make."

"You know that you are wrong, you have to be honest about your mistakes, you have to apologize, and you have the determination not to do it again next time. Unless I am someone you don't care about at all."

"Meow——!!!" Meowji yelled, the hair on his back was about to explode.

Qiao Ke paused, facing this back, he really didn't know how to continue to be angry.

"Deceit destroys trust, and trust is the premise of all forms of communication." Qiao Ke said the last sentence of instruction, "For example, the outcome of today's wedding accident depends entirely on the understanding of Tiramisu and Mr. Biao. mutual trust.”

After she finished speaking, she turned around and continued to pack her things. In fact, there was really nothing to pack, but Miaoji was still motionless in the corner, and she couldn't leave even if she wanted to.

So I started to clean up the room to reduce the burden on the service staff.

She has been able to tidy slowly, but the house still gets organized very quickly.

Qiao Ke made the bed and made it again, and there was no crease left. He turned around and asked meow as if he had settled down: "What are you doing? Facing the wall and thinking about the past?"

Meow didn't respond.

Qiao Ke took a few steps towards it: "Still asleep?"

Meow Chi's tail shook irritably.

Qiao Ke smiled: "Okay, if you have anything to say, let's go home and talk about it."

With a flash of white light, Miaoji was still Miaoji, but the tiramisu clothes she was wearing were thrown out.

Qiao Ke put the clothes in the laundry basket, and then carried his bag.

Meowji began to open a hole, but I don't know if it was affected by emotions, the hole formed very slowly, and the white light revealed a sense of frustration and powerlessness.

After driving for almost 1 minute, the hole was finally healed.

Qiao Ke got up and was about to jump, when the phone in the room rang suddenly.

She was so startled that she staggered and almost fell to the ground.

The phone is persistent, and usually the landline in the room rings, which means there is an important announcement.

Qiao Ke raised his hand to Meowji: "Wait a minute."

Then he turned back and picked up the phone.

Qiao Ke was surprised that the call was from tiramisu.

What Tiramisu said to her next surprised Qiao Ke even more.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Ke said to Meowji, "Go ahead."

Meowji drooped her eyes and gave her a weak look.

"The hole is gone." Qiao Ke made a circle with his finger, "Come to live, we won't go back."