Xiao Moshu put his arm around her waist and said to the young male photographer, "Let's start!" ”

His hand was big and hot, covering her waist, and she immediately stiffened. Xiao Moshu hugged her tighter and walked towards the studio.

"You can get closer to each other and laugh a little closer...... "The photographer has already asked his assistant to get ready, let them pose.

Xiao Moshu is very natural, but he rarely laughs, and when he smiles like this, he doesn't smile, his eyebrows and eyes are squeezed together, which is more terrifying than not smiling.

Yan Huan couldn't laugh, she hadn't slowed down yet, she had been a little confused since just now, and it was difficult to react.

The photographer was a little embarrassed, and he couldn't help but wonder if this couple, who looked at the age gap, really fell in love? Even if a girl wears makeup, it is difficult to hide her youth, and the man knows that he is nearly thirty years old at a glance in a suit.

Of course, he didn't dare to ask more, and he knew that this Mr. Xiao was not small.

"Just shoot like that!" Xiao Moshu said in a deep voice.

How dare the photographer say more, just let them change a few more poses.

Xiao Moshu was more natural later, and the corners of her mouth would show a shallow smile, but the girl couldn't enter the situation until Xiao Moshu suddenly slapped her face and looked at her when she took the last few photos, and whispered: "Yan Huan......"

Yan Huan looked at her in a daze, her eyes wide open, looking at him intently.

"You chose it, do you remember?" With that, his lips fell on hers.

The photographer hurriedly seized the opportunity to take a few shots.

But no one paid attention to him, Xiao Moshu touched her lips and kissed her deeply. Yan Huan seemed to be bewitched, and the smell of a man filled his nose, like a dream. His kisses were not strange, and her natural hand landed on his chest, grabbing his clothes.

She kept her eyes open at first, until she saw him slowly close his eyes, and she slowly closed her eyes, and her lips squirmed slightly in response.

His lips were very warm and soft, the tip of his tongue touched her lips, Yan Huan's body softened a little, and he leaned tightly in his arms.

She really likes Xiao Moshu's kiss. And marrying him seems to have become a little different.

Her softness made the man tighten the strength of his waist, and his hand rested on the back of her head and heart, blowing deeper.

There was also a light gauze surrounding, the dry wind blew, flying around them, and the photographer was intoxicated by such a romantic and beautiful scene for a few seconds, and took a few more photos.

After the kiss, Xiao Moshu slowly let go of her, seeing that her lips were still red and shiny, his throat was dry, but he couldn't bear it.

"Mr. Xiao, this group is finished, do you want to change the background again?" The photographer cleared his voice and asked at the right time.

Xiao Moshu still looked at Yan Huan intently and replied, "No need." Let's go change and let's go home! The latter sentence was said to Yan Huan.

Go home? Yan Huan was stunned again, he said home, Yan Huan didn't forget it, she hadn't had a home for a long time, and he actually told her home.