"Where is this going?" An Qian looked out the window, not the way back to the apartment, so she asked.

"Leng Jia!"

"The Leng family?" An Qian shouted, "No, did you get my consent?" ”

Leng Fei drove the car at night, not in a hurry: "Today you are tired for a day, and you want to sleep comfortably early, and tomorrow we have to take wedding photos, running back and forth like this, you are not tired, I am still troublesome." ”

An Qian: "......" At first, I thought that this man had suddenly become considerate, but it turned out ...... Sure enough, you can't expect anything.

However, thinking of the wedding photos, An Qian had a headache, and trying on clothes was really not a pleasant thing for her.

"Is it okay not to take wedding photos?" An Qian looked at Leng Feiye with a loveless face, and there was a bit of coquettishness in her tone.

Leng Feiye glanced at her, and his tone became softer: "Don't worry, tomorrow won't be as tired as today, the clothes have been chosen, let's just take a group." ”

It's not that Leng Feiye likes to take pictures, he just doesn't want An Qian to have any regrets, and of course he doesn't want to leave regrets.

An Qian saw that Leng Feiye was so persistent, and she didn't say anything more.

The car drove into Leng's house, An Qian was already tired and asleep, Leng Fei looked at the sleeping person at night, and recalled the bits and pieces of the two since they met, although it was only a few months, but for him, it had been a world for so long.

The appearance of the girl turned his life upside down, and his monotonous life began to become much more meaningful.

Leng Feiye gently brushed her hair, her movements were gentle and doting, and the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked with a smile.

Leng Feiye got out of the car and hugged An Qian out of the car, maybe she was really tired during the day, although Leng Feiye's movements were light enough, but she still felt it, but a certain person who was sleeping now didn't feel anything, and she unconsciously found a comfortable position and continued her dream.

Seeing Da Shao walking in with the person who was about to become Da Shao's grandmother, they were all illusory, holding their breath, and they didn't dare to make a sound.

Leng Feiye ignored all the people and went upstairs with An Qian in his arms.

"Is this still the eldest young master?"

"When has he ever been so gentle?"

"That's a young grandmother."

Several maids gathered together and began to whisper.

For the Leng family's big and young people's actions, it is quite fantasy and unbelievable.

Leng Feiye put An Qian on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and dropped his own goodnight kiss, when was he not as firm in his heart as now, and suddenly found that he had fallen in love with this girl.

A good night's sleep, the first rays of sunlight in the morning shone in, An Qian opened her eyes slightly, yesterday's busy day, after a sleep, made her feel more energetic.

Stretched: "Ah! With a loud shout, the whole person was much more comfortable.

"Are you awake and asleep?" A deep, magnetic voice slowly turned.

An Qian turned around, and a handsome face was facing her.

"Ah....... why are you in my bed?" An Qian jumped in and shouted incredibly.

Leng Feiye slowly opened his eyes and said unhurriedly: "Take a good look, is this your bed or my bed." ”

After Leng Feiye's reminder, An Qian began to look around, only to find that this was not her small apartment at all, and tried to recall, only to remember that she went back to Leng's house with Leng Feiye yesterday, but what happened to sleeping in his room? Why does it feel broken? I didn't drink alcohol yesterday.

"That's it...... Even if it's your bed, then you can't, you can't sleep with me ........ An Qian stammered after finishing her words, always feeling a little empty, as if she was the one who had done something wrong.

Leng Feiye hooked the corners of his mouth, he liked to see An Qian so embarrassed, very cute and cute.

"This is my room, and it's also my bed, you came by yourself, how can you say it's my fault?" Leng Feiye said unhurriedly.

Forehead?

How do you make it look like he's a victim?

An Qian was stunned, is she so strong?

"Did you do anything to me?" An Qian looked herself up and down, and found that it was still the same clothes she wore yesterday, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

"You should have asked, did you do anything to me." Leng Feiye retorted.

An Qian's eyes widened, and her face was incredulous: "I...... What do I do to you? ”

Seeing that An Qian seemed to believe it, the smile on the corner of Leng Feiye's mouth deepened: "Have you forgotten what you did to me last night?" ”

Last night? An Qian tried hard to recall, but found that her mind was blank and she couldn't think of anything at all.

Leng Feiye said in frustration: "It seems that you really can't remember anything, and if you say that you are responsible for me, I'm afraid you won't remember it." ”

"Responsible?" An Qian looked at Leng Feiye with a monster on her face, what did she do yesterday? Charge? What is the responsibility? I don't know what's going on.

"Yes, you were pretty tough last night." Leng Feiye deliberately said very vaguely, which made An Qian even more confused.

"Okay, we're about to get married anyway, even if you're responsible for me." Leng Feiye got up, glanced at An Qian meaningfully, and strode out.

Now An Qian is left alone, standing on the bed, and the whole person is in a state of confusion.

"What did I do last night?" This is the Nth time An Qian has asked this question.

And a certain cold president always laughs and does not speak.

Come over today, yesterday's wedding dress has been arranged, An Qian comes, you can try it directly, if you are not satisfied with this one, Leng Feiye may really consider whether to order one.

Looking at the wedding dress, An Qian entered the fitting room listlessly, and after a while, a girl in a white long gauze skirt walked out of the fitting room, as if by magic.

Floor-to-ceiling long gauze, decorated with diamonds, noble and elegant, just like a princess in the castle.

Leng Feiye was dumbfounded, not only can it be described with a beauty.

"How? This one is okay. An Qian asked cautiously, for fear that someone would say, no, change it again, then she would really collapse.

An Qian's voice pulled Leng Feiye's thoughts back, and her tone was flat without any waves: "Yes, just this one." ”

An Qian finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then she looked at herself in the mirror and smiled with satisfaction, she was really good-looking.

"Are the photographers ready?" Leng Fei asked at night.

"It's all ready, you can rush to shoot now." The clerk on the side replied.

"Young Master, this is your dress." Another clerk brought over a white suit.

"Hmm!" Leng Feiye walked in to try on clothes.

An Qian sat on the sofa and ate dessert, and now it was finally her turn to sit here.

Suddenly, a picture flashed in his mind, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up a touch of cunning.

Dressed in a white suit, she walked out slowly, An Qian was directly stunned, whether it was her body shape or color, there was nothing to find fault with.

This is Prince Charming.

At this time, An Qian was a little panicked in her heart, what, it's not fair at all.

I wanted to play tricks on Leng Feiye, but now it seems that it is not that at all.

"Let's go!" Leng Feiye took An Qian's hand and walked out, like the prince and princess in the fairy tale, the picture is so beautiful.

Because An Qian said that he liked the beach, he chose to shoot on the beach at night, but in fact, he didn't like water.

"Come on, two of you come closer, yes, a little closer." The photographer held the camera and kept taking pictures of the two newcomers, and sure enough, the beautiful people, no matter how they took pictures, they looked good, 360 degrees without dead ends, I am afraid that they don't even need to repair the picture.

An Qian's heart was furious: "What the hell, is it necessary to get so close to take a photo?" The photographer must have done it on purpose. ”

And the cold night seems to be much calmer.

At such a close distance, you can hear each other's heartbeats.

"Come, the bride kisses the groom."

An Qian's whole face sank, what the hell? Kiss? Kiss?

The photographer saw that An Qian didn't move, and said loudly again: "The troublesome bride raised her head and kissed the groom." ”

"Don't!" An Qian resisted.

Leng Feiye pulled her and whispered, "Do you make others think that we are already incompatible before we are married?" ”

"That can't be faked." An Qian retorted.

"It's just a kiss, nothing compared to what you did to me last night." Leng Fei Ye opened his mouth leisurely.

……

Yesterday, and yesterday again.

"What the hell did I do yesterday?" An Qian asked, the matter was not understood, and it was kept being mentioned, at this time An Qian felt uncomfortable like a stone in her heart.

Leng Feiye put forward the condition: "Do what the photographer asks, and I'll tell you." ”

An Qian: "......" Why did she think so much about the urge to slap him to death with a slipper?

In the end, An Qian still compromised, raised her head, and slowly kissed Leng Feiye's face.

The thin lips were imprinted on his face, and at this time, Leng Feiye only felt a trace of warmth in his heart.

The photographer quickly recorded the beautiful picture of the moment.

"Come, groom, you bow your head and kiss the bride's lips, and the two look at each other affectionately."

An Qian's eyes widened, incredible, and now she can be absolutely sure that the photographer is definitely deliberate.

"Leng Fei Ye, if you dare to kiss, I will leave immediately." An Qian warned.

"Don't you wonder what happened last night?" Leng Feiye hooked the corners of his mouth.

An Qian said firmly: "I don't want to, damn, my sister is also a principled person." ”

"Principles? Hehe! Leng Feiye laughed softly: "Last night, you didn't seem to have any principles. ”

An Qian: "......"

Damn, last night, last night...... It's all about to become a curse.

"Just a kiss, or are you scared?" Seeing that the temptation didn't work at night, he began to use the agitation method.

"Who said I was scared, isn't it just a kiss, whatever, I should be kissed by a pig." An Qian said angrily.

Pig? Leng Feiye narrowed his eyes slightly, I am afraid that this woman dares to say this in front of him.

Leng Feiye hugged An Qian's slender waist and slowly lowered his head to kiss her lips.

The touch between the lips, at this time, An Qian only felt that her brain was blank, and the deer was in a mess, what was wrong?