On the bustling street, a silver Pagani supercar parked smoothly at the door of a wedding photography studio.

In the car, the beautiful woman gently kissed the man in the driver's seat, her face full of happiness.

"Ye, thank you for coming, I feel like I must be dreaming, I'm really happy. ”

"Don't be so different, we're about to be husband and wife. ”

Bei Mingye straightened the hair in Xu Qianrou's ear and said softly.

"You've been so busy, I don't really want to bother you, but Shirley's mommy said that marriage is a matter of two people, and I can't take wedding photos alone, so ......"

Xu Qianrou looked at Bei Mingye with an apologetic face, she had been cautious in front of men, for fear of upsetting Bei Mingye.

Just like her name, Xu Qianrou gives people a feeling of being delicate and weak, and needs to be protected, and her white face seems to be a lychee that has just been opened, as if it will break if you touch it lightly!

"My mother is right, not only can't you take wedding photos alone, but there are many things that you can't do alone!"

After Bei Mingye finished speaking, he patted Xu Xianrou's belly ambiguously, with a hint of evil charm in her elegance, which made Xu Xianrou blush and her heart beat.

He and Xu Qianrou are childhood sweethearts, but they have never been able to find the feeling of being in love, and Xu Qianrou has been by his side for so many years and has never abandoned him.

Four years ago, he suffered Li Luowei's ruthless betrayal, at that time Xu Qianrou confessed to him, silently accompanied him, endured his uncertain bad temper, and even once in order to save him, she almost died, her dedication finally moved Bei Mingye, and they naturally came together.

In Bei Mingye's heart, he has always been very grateful to Xu Qianrou, marrying her is not just a corporate marriage, he still has feelings for her, but he is more grateful than love.

"I heard Aunt Gui say that you have a bad appetite lately, is it because you are pregnant?"

Bei Mingye touched Xu Qianrou's belly, his eyes became very warm, thinking that he was about to become a father, he cared more about Xu Qianrou.

Although this child came a little suddenly, he even had the idea of letting Xu Qianrou take the child, but then he learned to accept it, and even began to look forward to the day when he became a father.

"Well, it's not too early, let's get out of the car!"

Xu Qianrou didn't answer, her expression was a little flustered, and she urged unnaturally.

Bei Mingye raised his eyebrows, although the woman's reaction was very strange, he didn't take it to heart.

"Mr. Beiming, Miss Xu, please inside. ”

Warmly welcomed by a group of people, the two walked into the studio.

This wedding photography studio was carefully selected by Xu Xianrou, both the costumes and the scenes are world-class, and the photographer's photography skills are also famous.

"Miss Xu, let's put on your makeup first, Mr. Beiming, you wait a while, and our assistant will go get your clothes. ”

The person in charge of the photo studio said cautiously.

These two are VIPs among VIPs, and they can't be sloppy.

"Hmm. ”

Bei Mingye nodded a little coldly, although he was a little impatient in his heart, but thinking that this was what Xu Qianrou had been looking forward to for a long time, he didn't say much.

"Ye, then I'll put on makeup first, I'm really sorry to waste your time. ”

"Go, I'll wait for you!"

The man smiled.

After changing his clothes, Bei Mingye became more upright and majestic, and the girls on the side were drooling, if anyone can marry such a perfect man, it is really a blessing that has been cultivated in eight lifetimes!

"Mr. Beiming, would you like something to drink?"

"Mr. Beiming, here is the latest financial news today, do you want to read it?"

"Oh, Mr. Beiming, can we take a picture with you?"

There was an endless stream of photo studio staff in the VIP room, and it seemed that it was all women.

Although I know that the man is going to get married, this still can't resist the girl with a big ticket.

Bei Mingye frowned unhappily and refused coldly.

"All out, I don't need anything!"

"Mr. Kita-ming......"

"Get out!"

The man roared angrily, and the VIP room of Nuoda was finally quiet.

Bei Mingye rubbed the bridge of his nose, feeling that his patience was about to run out.

Looking at the watch, almost an hour has passed, and if this hour is converted into RMB, I don't know how many people can be fed!

The bored Bei Mingye had to pick up the newspaper to pass the time, and the front page was the news that he was going to get married.

"The ......"

"Get out, can't you hear me!"

Seeing that someone was annoying him again, Bei Mingye roared loudly.

But when he looked up, the man was stunned!

"Is that you?"