His eyes, with stars and seas, were filled with the hot and obsessive love of the universe.

The tip of his thin lips whispered slowly and heavily: "Evening, look at the camera." ”

Sexy and deep voice, often accompanied by the ear.

Li Jingchen, as has always been, does not act according to the routine.

Su Wan's heart jumped, and she suddenly felt funny, but more importantly, she was moved wordlessly.

He is like this, domineering and gloomy, loving her, pressing step by step, without giving people a chance to breathe. Favored by him, it's terrifying, but it can't help sinking.

She smiled, and her slender hand took the initiative to put it on Li Jingchen's broad and strong shoulder.

The photographer, who had already been properly arranged by Mr. Li, immediately stepped forward: "Yes, President Li,"

He adjusted the focus, and the camera fell on Li Jingchen and Su Wan, and he breathed heavily.

This group photo is absolutely amazing!

The man's face was sideways, his contours were sharp and distinct, and the bridge of his nose was dripping with sweat.

He stared at his wanwan heavily, his gaze eroding her hair, nose, eyebrows, lips inch by inch.

The woman's smile is like a flower, and her raised eyes are sparkling, pouring a different kind of tenderness. She has him in her heart.

It's so lingering, it's so crimson.

The morbid beauty comes into view with a powerful gesture.

The photographer's heart was beating fast, and the blood on his body was boiling.

How long has it been since he had taken this near-perfect photography!

In an instant, the title of this work flashed through his mind: Deep Love, Speechless.

The moral is: some uncontrollable deep love, even if you cover your mouth, will overflow from your eyes.

With a click, freeze the moment forever.

Li Jingchen's narrow eyes were lightly raised, revealing endless joy.

His voice was hoarse: "Evening, okay." ”

Su Wanqing smiled lightly, she held Li Jingchen's hand and asked, "Li Jingchen, are you okay?" ”

Li Jingchen held Su Wan with his backhand and smiled lowly: "Wanwan, I'm fine." ”

"You say, you're liking me all over again."

"You also said, let me kiss you and hug you."

"Late night, I remember it clearly."

Su Wan's cheeks were slightly hot, how could she become so shameless when she passed through this man's throat?

The two people have an intimate posture and are the most tacit.

But it stung Li Gongli's eyes, and a surging fire was burning, almost devouring his reason.

He was ridiculed by Su Wan as an illegitimate son who could not be put on the stage, and robbed him of the position that originally belonged to him as chief president. Now, the two of them are still deliberately showing their affection in front of him, taking this opportunity to humiliate him to the fullest!

How could he not hate! New hatred and old hatred, Li Jingchen, don't blame the big brother for being cruel, you will definitely die a miserable death!

Many directors also looked at each other, and their eyes were about to fall in shock.

Li Jingchen is a person who is indifferent and ruthless, and his methods are ruthless, and there has never been a woman around him who can stay by his side.

And this little-known Su Wan did it, and it was done very well. Li Jingchen's rare gentleness is simply earth-shattering.

A director with evil intentions glanced at Su Wan sinisterly, perhaps, in the future, he could start with a woman here.

Li Jingchen is by no means without weaknesses.

The photographer was intoxicated by his perfect artwork, his voice couldn't help but raise a few tones, and his hands were still trembling: "President Li, please take a look!" ”

Li Jingchen took over the photographer's camera, his dark eyes were full of paranoid and terrifying tide fog.

His thin lips pursed into a straight line, and he didn't say a word, just the heaving chest that almost betrayed his inner thoughts.

The photographer carefully observed Li Jingchen's face, and his heart suddenly rose: "President Li, isn't this photo taken well?" ”

Li Jingchen's eyes were obsessed, and his deep pupils were blood-red, drunk, and chaotic.

His evening is so beautiful. I want to take her back and hide her in the beautiful window, An An obediently makes his most beautiful artwork,

obviously likes it so much, but he still has to pretend to be disgusted.

He hardened his heart and pressed the delete button.

As soon as he spoke, his voice was hoarse and didn't look like his own: "This one is not good, take a few more." ”