Ten thousand people suspect that after the marriage with the big boss

The temperature in the mountains is cooler late at night, Xie Chongyan leans in front of the car, looking at the windows of the rural wooden house.

He didn't know which room Cheng Fan was in, but he just looked at the dim light that was turned on, concentrating on something.

On the second floor, Cheng Fan quietly lay at the window and looked at Xie Chongyan downstairs.He couldn't sleep. He thought that Xie Chongyan had already left at this time, but when he walked over, he found that Xie Chongyan was still standing downstairs.

The wind was blowing outside, and the leaves in the forest were rustling.

Soon, he saw Xie Chongyan finished smoking a cigarette, looked up at him, and drove away.

Cheng Fan said to himself: "It's so late, is there a hotel nearby?"

For some reason, knowing that Xie Chongyan had already left, Cheng Fan wrapped up his clothes and went downstairs like a ghost.Afraid of disturbing others, his footsteps were very soft.

Pushing open the wooden door, Cheng Fan squinted his eyes as the cold wind outside carried heavy leaves and dust.

The mountain road is rugged, would it be dangerous for Xie Chongyan to walk at this time?

He followed the winding mountain road, looking for the tail lights of the car, but after looking for a long time, he didn't see Xie Chongyan's car.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of shoes stepping on dry wood branches behind him.He subconsciously turned around and found that Xie Chongyan had parked the car beside the wooden house and was looking at him intently.

Xie Chongyan didn't wear glasses, his eyes were clear and distant, and a cigarette was held between his slender fingers.

"You're going to scare people to death." Cheng Fan complained, wrapped his coat tightly and unconsciously took a step back, looking away with guilty eyes, "Didn't you leave?"

Xie Chongyan whispered: "Didn't you leave too?"

Cheng Fan was at a loss for words for a moment: "I can't sleep, I'll come out to breathe."

Xie Chongyan walked in front of him, looked down, and persuaded: "Go in, it's cold outside."

Cheng Fan muttered: "You don't need to worry about it." After saying that, he made a gesture to leave, walked a few steps, and looked back in disgust: "Why don't you go home?"

Xie Chongyan: "It's too late, there is no hotel nearby, I will just stay overnight in the car."

Cheng Fan opened his mouth: "Who told you to run here so late?"

Xie Chongyan narrowed his eyes: "I'm afraid that if it's later, the cat will go to someone else's house."

The wind blew through his broken hair, and Cheng Fan's heart skipped a beat.

After a long time, he retorted awkwardly: "I won't go with people casually, my vision is very high."

Xie Chongyan laughed lowly: "Yes."

Cheng Fan suddenly realized something: "Also, I'm not your cat in the first place."

Xie Chongyan nodded indulgently with a look of understanding.

Knowing that his words were unreasonable, Cheng Fan moved his feet: "This time I really left."

Xie Chongyan: "Okay, good night."

Cheng Fan turned around, kicked the gravel next to him, paused for two seconds every step he took, his fingers clenched into fists, and his face was buried in the collar of his coat.

Suddenly, he stopped and turned around: "Xie Chongyan, seeing how pitiful you are, I can barely take you in for a night. But you have to leave secretly before everyone gets up to avoid being discovered by others."

Xie Chongyan thought for a moment: "Squeeze with you, I'm afraid you won't be able to rest well, I'd better sleep in the car."

Cheng Fan snorted softly: "You think too much, who asked you to squeeze me into the same bed? There is a sofa in the room, that's where you belong."

Xie Chongyan smiled, and thoughtfully said: "Yes, thank you for taking me in."

Cheng Fan turned around proudly: "No, if something happens to you, I will feel uneasy even if I go to find Second Spring in the future, and I will live under the shadow of my ex-husband forever."

Xie Chongyan's eyes flickered when he heard the words of his ex-husband, and then he followed Cheng Fan without changing his face.

There will be a creaking sound when the wooden stairs are stepped on.Xie Chongyan followed Cheng Fan into the westernmost room on the second floor and looked around. The inside is very cozy, but the area is small, and the furniture only has a wardrobe, a bed and a sofa.

Cheng Fan took off his coat and opened the foldable sofa. It was a bit difficult to check visually.With Xie Chongyan's height, sleeping on it seemed a bit aggrieved.

He turned back: "Try it, can you stretch your legs?"

Xie Chongyan's eyes fell: "It should be possible."

Cheng Fan nodded and got into bed: "The bathroom is inside, if you need to take a shower, you can go in and wash, I'm going to sleep."

Xie Chongyan: "I just wash my face and brush my teeth."

Cheng Fan replied lazily: "Well... I have a toothbrush in my suitcase, take it yourself."

Xie Chongyan: "Thank you."

Cheng Fan seems to like white very much, even the suitcase is pure white.The things inside are neatly classified, and it is easy to find toiletries.

But Xie Chongyan saw something else, the watch he gave Cheng Fan.

He pulled the suitcase calmly, took off his coat and walked into the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, he came out, looked at Cheng Fan, and stood beside the bed: "Are you asleep?"

Cheng Fan turned around: "No."

Xie Chongyan took the initiative to ask: "Can we chat?"

Cheng Fan looked at him inexplicably: "Yes."

Xie Chongyan brought a chair, sat in front of Cheng Fan, and said softly, "I'm to blame for what happened in Eagle Garden that day. I didn't explain it clearly to you in advance. But I am actually very happy."

"Happy?" Cheng Fan asked suspiciously, "Why are you happy?"

Xie Chongyan: "Because of your maintenance, I feel very safe."

Cheng Fan frowned: "But I made a joke, you must be very disappointed."

Xie Chongyan: "No. No one laughs at you."

Cheng Fan lowered his head: "You don't have to lie to me, I know that everyone doesn't like me and despise me, anyway, after all these years, I'm used to it."

Xie Chongyan raised his eyes: "Why do you think so? There are many people who like you, for example, fans who support you."

Cheng Fan held the quilt with his fingers, couldn't help but raised his head and asked, "What about you, do you like me?"

Xie Chongyan was silent for a moment: "If you don't like it, I won't come today."

Cheng Fan was slightly taken aback when he heard these words.

I like it, there should be some.

But it should be only a little bit.

not love.

Although these principles are clear in his heart, Cheng Fan is still a little happy, and his face is burning badly.

He lay back under the quilt again, and turned his back to Xie Chongyan: "Don't think that you can successfully catch me by saying these sweet words."

Xie Chongyan smiled lightly: "Tell the truth."

Cheng Fan buried his head under the blanket, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.

"Then what do you like about me? Do you think I have a bad temper and it's tiring to get along with me?"

Xie Chongyan's tone was somewhat surprised: "It seems that your self-evaluation is more pertinent."

Cheng Fan stood up suddenly, and his hair blew up slightly because of the large movements: "You are talking bad about me, don't think I can't hear it."

Xie Chongyan thought for a while, then whispered: "It's okay."

Cheng Fan: "Really?"

Xie Chongyan: "Yes."

Cheng Fan was in a good mood, and the haze of the past few days was swept away, "I'm going to sleep, you should go to bed early too."

Xie Chongyan: "Good night."

In the middle of the night, Cheng Fan opened and closed his eyes, recalling what Xie Chongyan said.

This should be a confession.

That's right, a confession.

A few hours later, Cheng Fan still didn't fall asleep.He was afraid that Xie Chongyan would be cold in the middle of the night, so he quietly took out the thin quilt from the closet and filled it up for Xie Chongyan.

When the sneaky figure in front of him left, Xie Chongyan slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at the moonlight in front of him, thinking intently.

Like Cheng Fan, who is fragile and easy to coax, and who still cares about protecting him, is probably the only one in the world.

Touching the quilt with his palm, he smiled.

The next day, when Cheng Fan woke up in the morning, Xie Chongyan was no longer in the room.The thin quilt on the sofa was neatly folded, and a few bouquets of fresh wild flowers were placed on the table, which should have been left by Xie Chongyan.

Barefoot, he couldn't wait to run to the wild flowers, and saw a note left underneath.

"Thank you for your stay - Spare Tire No. [-]."

Cheng Fan laughed out loud, carefully read the note again, and finally folded it and put it in his pocket.

"Stay overnight? Why are you talking so ambiguously?"

Cheng Fan stepped into the bathroom with a small jump, washed his face and prepared to record the show.

Today, the second guest Xu Jiayi is coming.Chen Yichuan was serving breakfast when he saw Cheng Fan and said gently: "Good morning."

Cheng Fan was in a good mood: "Good morning."

Since Xu Jiayi temporarily decided to participate in the recording in advance, the breakfast was prepared by the program team, and the guests did not cook it by themselves.

Xu Jiayi sat in the center, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and displaying the stock market chart on the ipad in his hand, as if he was an elite.

Cheng Fan thought to himself, he was also 26 years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and his temperament was too different.

He greeted Xu Jiayi: "Hello."

Xu Jiayi smiled and said in standard F Mandarin: "Bonjour (hello)."

The recording started, porridge and side dishes, crab roe dumplings, are Cheng Fan's favorites.

Chen Yichuan sat next to Cheng Fan, very quiet, barely speaking.

Xu Jiayi is more talkative, and can chat with people from all over the world, and a well-informed person like Fang Lei is confused by his questions.

"The proportions of your wooden house are not rigorous enough. According to my estimation, there is a chance of it collapsing in ten years."

Holding the porridge in his hands, Shen Xu asked, "Mr. Xu, did you study architecture in your university?"

Xu Jiayi: "It's not considered a hobby."

Shen Xu continued to ask: "What hobbies do you have?"

Xu Jiayi: "I like to run in the morning, I like to do push-ups, and I am extremely self-disciplined every day. Just like push-ups, I can do 10 in 300 minutes."

Fang Lei and Shen Xu looked at each other, then smiled.

At this time, Cheng Fan, who had been silent all this time, nodded and echoed Xu Jiayi's words: "10 in 300 minutes, 1 in 30 minute, one in two seconds on average, and it's still at a certain speed before and after."

His eyes fell on Xu Jiayi's beer belly at a young age, and he thought thoughtfully: "It seems that your push-ups are not very standard. I suggest you change to a new exercise method."

All the people present laughed, Chen Yichuan rested his chin in his hand, and looked at Cheng Fan with a little more appreciation.

Xu Jiayi was vague: "Maybe I misremembered, it was three hundred in half an hour."

[Haha, finally someone dared to expose Xu Jiayi. ]

[Fang Lei: I know he's pretending to be aggressive, but I dare not say it, I feel so uncomfortable. ]

[Cheng Fan is too daring to speak, I think this kind of talk show should dare to speak and ask. ]

The breakfast continued, Cheng Fan slowly peeled the eggs, and Xu Jiayi began to talk about his company.

"My company is like my second home, my children. From starting from scratch to becoming a rare unicorn enterprise, I have paid a lot. For the company, I can give everything."

Cheng Fan looked at him at the same level: "Everything?"

Xu Jiayi was determined: "Yes."

Cheng Fan questioned: "Including life?"

Xu Jiayi: "Yes."

Even a person like Chen Yichuan who has seen the world couldn't help smiling anymore.Fang Lei coughed twice to hide his embarrassment.

Cheng Fan was thoughtful: "I don't understand. If your life is gone, you are not afraid that your unicorn will become someone else's company?"

Xu Jiayi was startled: "I'm just making an analogy."

Cheng Fan nodded: "Oh, it means exaggeration."

Xu Jiayi hurriedly explained: "Not exactly."

Cheng Fan stopped asking, and held the porridge bowl with an innocent face: "I understand."

[Laughing to death, including life? ]

[Xu Jiayi: I suddenly feel that I have been tricked by Cheng Fan, what should I do? ]

[Cheng Fan is so funny, how dare you say it. ]

This conversation was quickly spread on the Internet, Cheng Fan and Xu Jiayi's question and answer was included in the famous interview scene, dubbed the honest boy.

All morning, Xu Jiayi didn't dare to chat with Cheng Fan. Taking advantage of Cheng Fan's time washing vegetables, he dared to brag with Fang Lei in front of the camera and pretend to be X.

Chen Yichuan followed Cheng Fan all the time, one of them washed the vegetables and the other picked them, they had a tacit understanding.

There are fish in the surrounding streams, Cheng Fan proposed to catch fish, Chen Yichuan readily agreed.

The photographer prepared outdoor equipment behind, while Chen Yichuan and Cheng Fan walked leisurely in front.

At this time, Chen Yichuan asked: "Xiaofan, do you know Mr. Xie?"

Cheng Fan: "Yes."

Chen Yichuan nodded, and didn't ask any more questions. After all, judging from the atmosphere between the two yesterday, the relationship between them was unusual.

He looked back at the photographer and smiled: "You didn't realize that Xu Jiayi doesn't like to talk to you in the morning."

Cheng Fan raised his eyebrows: "I'm afraid I will expose him."

Chen Yichuan asked: "Aren't you afraid of offending him?"

Cheng Fan: "Not afraid."

Chen Yichuan: "This is the first time I've met a boy with your personality."

Cheng Fan said to himself: "I know, my character is not pleasing."

Chen Yichuan asked back: "Why? You are very cute."

Cheng Fan raised his eyes slightly: "Really?"

Chen Yichuan: "Well, I like your character."

Cheng Fan pursed his smile: "Recently some people always say they like me, and yesterday some people also said they like me. But what he said is that he likes me."

Seeing him so happy, Chen Yichuan deliberately asked: "Have you received a confession from your sweetheart?"

Cheng Fan nodded, then shook his head and refused to admit it: "It's not my sweetheart, I don't like him."

Chen Yichuan saw through everything and said to him, "Xiao Fan doesn't like him, but Xiao Fan is very happy."

"Yes. Ah, no." Cheng Fan ran quickly with a small backpack on his back: "I won't tell you anymore, you always lie to me."

Chen Yichuan laughed heartily: "Slow down."

Chen Yichuan is good at catching fish. He went into the water first and felt that the stream was a bit cold, so he said to Cheng Fan, "Xiao Fan, I'm going to fish, you direct me."

Standing on the shore, Cheng Fan was already preparing his slippers, and asked strangely, "You are short-sighted and can't find fish?"

Chen Yichuan: "Yes."

Cheng Fan nodded: "Okay, I'll point out the location for you."

[Hiss, just now I noticed that Chen Yichuan frowned when he entered the water, guess the water is cold? ]

[Chen Yichuan is so warm, he is rich, beautiful and has a figure, and he doesn't like pretending to be X like Xu Jiayi, I love it so much. ]

[I think Chen Yichuan treats Cheng Fan abnormally well, he is too considerate. ]

[Hey, maybe he is a very gentleman, don't speculate too much. ]

[Not to mention anything else, the difference in height between the two of them, the sense of cp. ]

An hour later, Chen Yichuan went ashore.

When Cheng Fan took his fish basket, he found that the river was freezing, so he frowned and asked, "Is it very cold?"

Chen Yichuan sat on the rock: "Fortunately, my family is in the south, and I have been used to fishing in the water since I was a child."

Cheng Fan squatted next to him, hugging the fish basket, and felt that Chen Yichuan seemed to know everything, unlike a rich young man who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, he must have suffered a lot.

When he went back, he asked, "Could it be your brother who likes fish again?"

Chen Yichuan: "He doesn't like to eat it, but fish is nutritious, I will make fish soup for him."

Cheng Fan sighed sincerely: "Your brother is so happy." Thinking of his "brother", he laughed at himself, and at the same time, he was even more envious of Chen Yichuan's younger brother.

How lucky to have such a person who loves and cares about me.

He had a better impression of Chen Yichuan.

"Which university does your brother study in?" Cheng Fan asked curiously.

Chen Yichuan's expression was obviously strange: "Not in the country."

Cheng Fan: "That's it."

The one-day recording ended in a fairly relaxed atmosphere. Tomorrow, the guests will temporarily leave and wait for the next recording.

Originally, Cheng Fan thought that Chen Yichuan would return to Rongcheng, but after the exchange, he knew that he would stay in Bintan for a while.So I took the plane back with him.

"where do you live?"

"Me? I live in Lishui Tingpan."

Cheng Fan was surprised: "Such a coincidence?"

Chen Yichuan: "You live there too?"

Cheng Fan: "Yeah."

Chen Yichuan: "Since it's such a coincidence, do you want to go home with me after getting off the plane? My assistant will pick me up."

This question caused Cheng Fan to hesitate.

To be honest, he didn't know Chen Yichuan for a long time, but after getting along with him a few times, Chen Yichuan took good care of him and was upright and decent.

Cheng Fan did not reject becoming good friends with him.

Moreover, Chen Yichuan only treats him as a friend, there should be no other feelings involved, and there is no need to alienate him deliberately.

So Cheng Fan nodded: "Yes, but I need to talk to An Qing."

Chen Yichuan: "Okay."

After a brief discussion, after getting off the plane, Cheng Fan drove home with Chen Yichuan.

As soon as he got in the car, Chen Yichuan took out a cup of juice and coffee from the car refrigerator: "Which one do you want to drink?"

Cheng Fan said deliberately: "Milk tea."

Chen Yichuan frowned: "There is no milk tea here, let me buy you a cup when you pass by the milk tea shop."

Cheng Fan: "I'm just kidding, just drink juice."

Chen Yichuan smiled: "Okay."

But when passing by the milk tea shop, Chen Yichuan still asked the driver to stop and got out to buy milk tea for Cheng Fan.

Cheng Fan tried to stop it, but Chen Yichuan was very fast.

Holding the milk tea, Cheng Fan was very embarrassed: "Please."

Chen Yichuan: "No trouble, I want to drink too."

When they arrived at Lishuiting, the driver took Cheng Fan to his residence first.Chen Yichuan went out with Cheng Fan, holding milk tea for him: "There is another cup, which is also a new product highly recommended by the store, so you can take it too."

Cheng Fan whispered, "Thank you."

Chen Yichuan: "You're welcome."

In the dark blue car not far away, Xie Chongyan was sitting in the driver's seat, pursing his thin lips with an unhappy expression.

In order to surprise Cheng Fan, he drove a car full of roses to the airport early in the morning to pick him up.

Perhaps because the communication equipment was turned off, Cheng Fan did not receive his message, and did not turn it on in time after getting off the plane.

So when Xie Chongyan saw a figure suspected of Cheng Fan appearing on the car not far away, he quickly followed.

It wasn't until the roadside milk tea shop that Xie Chongyan saw clearly that the man sitting in the back row with Cheng Fan was Chen Yichuan.

The relationship between Cheng Fan and Chen Yichuan seems to be very good, otherwise Chen Yichuan wouldn't be able to buy milk tea for Cheng Fan.

After parking the car, Xie Chongyan looked at the rose in the trunk and closed it expressionlessly.

Cheng Fan was holding Mo Mo there, saw him coming in, and asked, "You just came home too?"

Xie Chongyan's eyes fell on the cup of milk tea: "Yes."

Uncle Chen walked downstairs at this time, smiling kindly: "Fanfan, Mr. Xie brought you back?"

Cheng Fan was startled: "Pick me up?"

Xie Chongyan said lightly: "I went to the airport to pick you up, but I took a step too late and saw you and Chen Yichuan leaving."

Cheng Fan: "Why didn't you say it in advance?"

Xie Chongyan went to the water bar and poured himself a glass of water, "Your phone is off, so I didn't receive it."

Cheng Fan suddenly found the WeChat message after turning on the phone, "You should have been earlier."

Xie Chongyan nodded, and went upstairs alone with low air pressure.

Cheng Fan looked at his back, and looked at Uncle Chen suspiciously: "Who provoked him?"

Uncle Chen didn't know: "Maybe I didn't hear you, I'm a little depressed."

Cheng Fan immediately raised the corners of his lips: "I won't blame him, why are you so lost?"

Uncle Chen: "Then go and coax me."

Cheng Fan raised his eyebrows: "I'm not going."

Cheng Fan was very tired after three days of traveling and traveling, so he simply took a shower and went downstairs to eat.

Uncle Chen sat at a large table and was good at dishes, which were very rich.

Seeing that Xie Chongyan's seat was empty, Cheng Fan asked Uncle Chen, "What is he busy with?"

Uncle Chen: "I've been working."

Cheng Fan: "Go ask him to come down for dinner."

Uncle Chen: "I called, Mr. Xie is very abnormal today, he said he is not hungry."

Cheng Fan looked up and ran upstairs to knock on Xie Chongyan's door.

In the study, Xie Chongyan has been staring at the blank word document for an hour.

He is thinking deeply.

He felt that he was a little strange today.

Because of such a trivial matter, he has not been able to enter the working state for a long time.

The chest seems to be strongly pressed by something, and it is very suffocating. This feeling is very uncomfortable, but I can't describe it.

Xie Chongyan poured himself a glass of cold water and poured it down.

But when he remembered that the car full of roses hadn't been sent out, the fire that had been suppressed with great difficulty came back again and again.

Looking at the water glass, he felt naive.

He actually didn't want to eat because of this trivial matter, and was even inexplicably disappointed when he heard that it was Uncle Chen instead of Cheng Fan who knocked on the door.

Xie Chongyan's mentality was out of balance.

He had never experienced such a feeling.

At this time, there was another knock on the door outside.

Cheng Fan's voice appeared: "Xie Chongyan, do you still eat? Uncle Chen made a lot of delicious food. If you don't come out to eat, Momo and I will share."

Xie Chongyan's chest heaved, trying to recover his mind, put on his usual calm and gentle expression, and pushed open the door: "I just finished work, let's go down."

Cheng Fan hugged Mo Mo and raised his eyebrows: "Cut, you are simply a workaholic."

During dinner, because Mo Mo hadn't seen Cheng Fan for three days, he was still clinging to him, sitting in his arms and rubbing against him, refusing to go down, making milky noises from time to time.

Xie Chongyan looked at Mo Mo: "I really know how to act like a baby."

Cheng Fan replied: "I like Momo who loves acting like a baby."

Xie Chongyan lost his appetite, tasted two mouthfuls of food, and said to him: "Grandpa is going to take a family portrait tomorrow."

Cheng Fan raised his head: "Then shall I go? After all, we will divorce in the future, and I will have to be cut off from the family portrait in the future."

Xie Chongyan followed him and said, "It's okay, we will reshoot later."

Cheng Fan's expression changed immediately, as if he was about to cry or not, and he was about to leave with Momo in his arms.

Xie Chongyan grasped his arm with sharp eyes and quick hands.

Cheng Fan muffled, "What are you doing?"

Xie Chongyan felt that he was going too far. He could say it directly, but he deliberately made Cheng Fan angry.

"Your size, I have already sent it to the designer, and four sets of clothes are already ready."

Cheng Fan's expression moved slightly: "Really?"

Xie Chongyan: "Well, I gave it two weeks ago."

Cheng Fan calculated the time, and it was the time when the relationship between the two was the closest.

He suppressed his smile again, and there was still misty moisture in his eyes.

"Whoever wants to take a family portrait with you, I'm still tired. But since you have all the clothes ready for me, I can hardly accept it."

Xie Chongyan: "Okay."

—

The next day, the two set off to the family portrait shooting location.Cheng Fan asked, "Are all your relatives going today?"

Xie Chongyan: "Well, Grandpa's three sons and two daughters will take pictures with their families."

Remembering that Xie Chongyan would part ways with his uncle, second uncle, and sister-in-law in the end, and some people would even go to jail, Cheng Fan felt that Mr. Xie would be very sad, especially when he saw this family portrait in the future.

But those people bring the blame on themselves and can't blame others.

Arriving at the shooting location, Cheng Fan followed Xie Chongyan, and when he met some relatives, he nodded slightly.

Everyone has their own dressing room, and Xie Chongyan is next door to Cheng Fan.

The first group is a family portrait in the style of the Republic of China. Cheng Fan's clothes are light gray robes, which fit his size very well.

The stylist carefully matched his style, taking advantage of his slightly curly and soft hair, and put the bangs down to make them parted, giving him a very cute temperament.

The red lips are attractive and the color is as light as water.

Even though he was well-behaved, when the corners of Cheng Fan's eyes were slightly raised, he couldn't suppress the inherent arrogance.

After changing clothes, Cheng Fan went out and met Xie Chongyan.

Xie Chongyan's clothing is not a mandarin jacket and robe, but a white suit in the style of the Republic of China.The tie pattern is composed of red, white and gray in a diamond shape, adding a bit of jumping color to the overall white.

The gold-rimmed glasses and this suit are very harmonious. Xie Chongyan's skin is fair, like a handsome young master who has returned from abroad. When he walks, his slender and beautiful hands wave gently. Cheng Fan stares at him, his heart beating violently.

There were more than 20 members of Xie's family, big and small, and Cheng Fan and Xie Chongyan stood beside Mr. Xie, the most eye-catching.

When the photographer was shooting, he kept praising the outstanding temperament of the descendants of the Xie family.

Cheng Fan suppressed his smile, and secretly stood closer to Xie Chongyan.

I thought that taking a complete family portrait could change the next set of clothes, but Xie Lao said: "Do you want to take a family portrait of your own small family? Especially Chong Yan and Cheng Fan, did you take wedding photos when they got married?"

Xie Chongyan: "Yes, just make up."

Except for the third uncle's family, the rest of the relatives were not very interested, so they simply sat aside and watched Xie Chongyan and Cheng Fan take pictures.

Cheng Fan was very uncomfortable being stared at by so many people, but it was Xie Chongyan who made him even more nervous.

The photographer already liked the two the most, one tall, elegant and handsome, and the other bright, cute and proud. Before shooting, he was looking forward to the film.

"Mr. Xie, you sit on the chair. Mr. Cheng, you stand by Mr. Xie's legs. Mr. Xie wants to put his arms around Mr. Cheng's waist."

The photographer guides attentively.

Cheng Fan was hot all over, and his ears were very red.When approaching Xie Chongyan, he was caught off guard and supported the back of the chair, but was reminded by the photographer to support Xie Chongyan's shoulders.

Wearing a mandarin jacket and a long robe on Cheng Fan's body, he didn't look too bulky to look less energetic.

On the contrary, the end of the mandarin jacket is just above the waistline, and Xie Chongyan gently wraps his arms, and the slender waistline is immediately outlined.

Cheng Fan's weight was almost on Xie Chongyan's shoulders, and his breathing gradually became short of breath.

Facing everyone's eyes, the first photo was taken.The photographer immediately said: "Mr. Cheng, then just sit on Mr. Xie's lap."

Cheng Fan was visibly embarrassed, pursing his red lips, hesitating.

Xie Chongyan straightened his back, without any hesitation, instead, he spread his legs slightly apart generously, signaling Cheng Fan to sit on his right leg.

Cheng Fan sat up slowly, his body stiff and unnatural.

The photographer frowned slightly, just about to remind him.

Xie Chongyan's right leg moved unintentionally, which made Cheng Fan's center of gravity unstable. He quickly hooked Xie Chongyan's neck and sat firmly in his arms.

The photographer smiled and took the opportunity to snap a picture.

Cheng Fan's legs were already off the ground, and he didn't dare to lift his eyes at all, didn't dare to look at the expressions of his relatives, let alone look at Xie Chongyan's expression.

Xie Chongyan watched his eyelashes trembling, and smiled calmly.

Photographer: "ok, let's take the third set of photos——"

Before he finished speaking, Xie Chongyan looked at the photographer with deep eyes that had deep meaning.

The photographer's Adam's apple twitched, and said: "This group should be more intimate. Mr. Cheng remains still. You can be a little shy. Mr. Xie lowers his head and kisses Mr. Cheng."