Xiao Fei'er's words made Luo Zhe Yunjun slightly stunned, he didn't say anything, and he didn't look at the Eiffel Tower, the most iconic building in Paris.

The two were silent for a long time and did not speak, and several photographers from the M store pù on the side also glanced at the Chinese speaking waiter, signaling Xiao Fei'er and Zhang He to start preparing to shoot the wedding photo of the last set of clothes next.

Because of Xiao Fei'er's status as a star, everyone present was respectful to her, for fear that she would do something bad to anger Xiao Fei'er, so Madame Beon would block the 15% of the wedding dress market in Paris.

Sensing the photographer's expression, the waitress came to stand in front of Xiao Fei'er and Luo Zheyun with a wry smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Miss Fei'er, can you and Mr. Zhang prepare for a photo shoot?"

"At this time, the last wedding outfit was photographed."

Looking at the blonde and blue-eyed woman in front of her, who was about thirty-five years old, she said to herself very respectfully, Xiao Fei'er came back to her senses and smiled at her: "Okay, I'll call Zhang He to come over to shoot immediately." ”

The woman made an OK gesture to Concubine Xiao.

Xiao Fei'er watched the woman's departure, and the smile on her face gradually faded, and now when it comes to Zhang He, he is like an unexploded gunpowder bomb, Xiao Fei'er doesn't know when he will explode, and the consequences are unpredictable.

Looking at Concubine Xiao'er's sad face, Luo Zheyun hid the complicated thoughts in his heart, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he said, "Concubine, you take wedding photos first." ”

"I know that Zhang He is angry every time he sees me and wants to beat me up, I don't want you to be embarrassed, and I don't want some Chinese reporters in Paris to catch you and me scandal, so I will try to avoid you and Zhang He, and then we will contact by phone."

When the words fell, Concubine Xiao spoke hesitantly.

"Zheyun, you"

As soon as she said this, Concubine Xiao didn't make a sound, and Luo Zheyun's good-looking eyes asked with a hint of tenderness, "What's wrong." Concubine, you seem to have something on your mind? ”

"It's okay." Xiao Fei'er shook her head.

knew that the concubine was a very strong character, so Luo Zheyun didn't ask her anything.

Because Luo Zheyun had already found out that when he came to see the concubine, Zhang He was not by her side. This is enough to prove that there is a big contradiction between Zhang He and the concubine.

"Okay, I'm going to see an old man later."

Thinking of this, Luo Zheyun sighed lightly and turned to leave.

Concubine Xiao looked at his perfect and strong figure like a male model, and the sadness in her eyes lingered for a long time like a cloud.

In fact, Xiao Fei'er didn't notice Zhang He in the seat near the window of the coffee shop not far away, who could clearly watch her every move.

Zhang He's eyes were deep and stared at Luo Zheyun's figure who faded out of sight a little bit. Until finally, when Luo Zheyun, who he hated, could no longer be found at the corner of the street, Zhang He's already clenched red fists instantly slammed into the table.

"Knock"

A violent knocking sound made the nearby foreigners cast suspicious glances, Zhang He did not surprise the eyes of the people, the corners of his mouth showed a bitter self-deprecation, and then got up and left the coffee shop to Xiao Fei'er's side.

Zhang He appeared exactly one minute after Luo Zheyun left, and Concubine Xiao knew that Zhang He was still sulking at this time because of what happened this morning.

But Concubine Xiao is very strong herself, so she didn't immediately open her mouth to talk to Zhang He.

"Concubine, are you hungry?"

Concubine Xiao looked at the good-looking smile on Zhang Hejun's face in surprise, as if he had not kissed himself angrily today to punish Luo Zheyun for giving him a special gift in the room.

"No, no, not hungry."

"Then let's start taking a wedding photoshoot."

"Okay."

After about ten minutes, the two changed into the wedding dress and men's dress that they were going to shoot.

Today, the wedding dress style taken by Xiao Fei'er and Zhang He belongs to the image of knights and princesses in ancient Europe and America.

Just like the gray and white wedding dress that Xiao Fei'er just changed into with a large area of metallic texture, like a battle robe. The sexy collarbone with a silver-gray halterneck metal jewelry, the tassel pendant gives people a wild charm, and the bold design of the deep V chest makes the whole person have an urge to tame.

And the dress Zhang He wore belonged to the black and red style, the high area of the top was black with the feeling of leather tassels on the upper and lower hems, although the lower body was wearing a black trousers, because the feet were stepping on a pair of silver-gray knight boots with a strong metallic feeling, so Xiao Fei'er and Zhang He stood together and said that Harpy made everyone present sigh in their hearts that they were a perfect match.

At the beginning of the shooting, a lot of foreigners gradually came to watch.

Although both of them are celebrities, they will not have stage fright in front of a large number of people, but when I saw many Parisian citizens holding their mobile phones to film themselves and Zhang He. Concubine Xiao'er's beauty flashed with a hint of unnaturalness.

Knowing Concubine Xiao'er's nervousness, Zhang He approached Concubine Xiao with a smile, and then left a string of words in her ear that touched Concubine Xiao for a long time.

"You are my man, and I hope you don't show such indifference in the public. After all, the domestic media are looking at the two of us. ”

When the words fell, Concubine Xiao snorted softly with a grim expression, and then looked directly at Zhang He's eyes that did not make a trace of waves, and then put her arms on Zhang He's neck, and then lightly stood on tiptoe and kissed Zhang He's lips.

Xiao Fei'er's sudden move shocked Zhang He, he looked at the impeccable beauty of his face close at hand, and he wrapped his hands around Xiao Fei'er's thin waist.

The scene of the two hugging and kissing made everyone present envious. Blessed eyes watched.

This is a cold and trembling kiss, this kiss is Xiao Fei'er's first most desperate outpouring, this kiss is evidence of pretending to be sweet between the two, this kiss is to make Xiao Fei'er and Zhang He never go back to the watershed of the past.

Concubine Xiao ended the cold kiss, she looked at Zhang He, and then smiled at everyone with a chuckle.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the wedding photo shoot taken by the two under the Eiffel Tower also ended.

Concubine Xiao, who took off her expensive dress and changed into casual clothes, did not follow Zhang He back to the M store as soon as possible to discuss what happened next.

Standing at the foot of the Eiffel Tower, she remembered the wounded eyes of Jeon-yun today, so she took out her phone and dialed XFE.

About five seconds later, the call was connected.

"Zheyun, where are you?"

"I'm meeting an old man."

"May I go to you?" Xiao Fei'er hesitated and said.

"Come on, I'll wait for you."

"The location is in a church in front of the Eiffel Tower, go straight 500 meters and turn right." (To be continued.) )