430: C430 This Is a Wedding Photo Not a Divorce Photo

C430 This Is a Wedding Photo Not a Divorce Photo

Rong Yu held Fu Nuan's hand and walked to the center of the dance floor. He looked at his wife with a smile on his face.

"Mrs. Rong, would you like to dance with your husband?"

"Can I say no?"

Fu Nuan's lips curled into a faint smile and whispered in a volume that only the two of them could hear.

"Try it. "

Fu Nuan held back her laughter and did not say anything as she slowly nodded her head.

If she really dared to say no, she would have offended Prof. Rong thoroughly tonight.

The music rang out. It was a very classic dance song. Fu Nuan loved this song the most.

Although she usually did not like lively occasions and seldom danced, this song was to her. It had a special meaning.

Rong Yu wrapped his arms around her waist and the two of them danced on the dance floor. The people below the stage were stunned.

Who said that Fu Nuan was really ordinary and was not worthy of Rong Yu?

Who said that only Ye Qingxuan was compatible with him?

At this time, everyone present could not help but sigh with emotion, A perfect match.

Fu Nuan's figure was graceful. Under the contrast of this dancing dress, she seemed even more exquisite and graceful. The dance steps were light and graceful. Following Rong Yu's guidance, the two of them cooperated very well.

To the audience, this was simply a visual enjoyment. It was the same for a talented beauty.

Rong Yu's large palm suddenly tightened around her waist, making her stick to him. The two of them were almost "inseparable. "

"What is it?"

Fu Nuan complained in a low voice, "You can't dance when you are so close. "

The man curled his lips and gently bit by her ear.

"I wanted to push me to her just now. Hmm?"

"No. No! "

Fu Nuan firmly denied it. Facing his hawk-like gaze, she still lowered her head guiltily and looked at the tip of her toes.

"You don't dare to look at me, guilty?"

"Then. . . I have already taken the initiative, what can I have. . . "

Without waiting for her to finish speaking, the man bent over and grabbed her lips, sealing her with a kiss.

Fu Nuan was stunned for two seconds and her mind went blank. Other than music, there was no other sound in the air.

Everyone below the stage was shocked by this sudden scene and was silent.

One second, two seconds, three seconds. . . Then there was an intense scream.

Oh my god! It was too explosive! Too sweet! Too loving!

Everyone took out their phones and started taking pictures of the two of them.

They did not expect to see such a beautiful dance and an additional "benefit" from it. This dog food was really delicious!

Ann Zhu had an aunt's smile on her face. Leaning in Lian Jiang's arms, she felt like the whole world was filled with pink bubbles.

"Hubby, Prof. Rong and Ms Fu are simply too sweet. Wuwuwu. . . "

"Aren't we sweet?"

Lian Jiang smiled gently and touched her cheek.

"We'll have to try before we know. "

"How do we try?"

. . . "What do you think?"

Ann Zhu gestured at Lian Jiang with her finger, indicating for him to squat down a little.

Lian Jiang understood her intentions and moved closer to her face. He quickly kissed her lips.

"Is it sweet?"

Ann Zhu pretended to be calm just now. This time, she could not hold it in anymore and laughed out loud.

"It was too fast. I did not taste it. "

Lian Jiang was embarrassed by her words and his face turned slightly red.

Ann Zhu could not help but laugh. When he chased her back then, why did she not notice that he was so thin-skinned?

While the two were playing, Ann Zhu noticed Ye Qingxuan. From the moment she returned to her seat, her mood did not seem to be very high.

But thinking about it, it made sense. Prof. Rong did not give face to her. For Ms Fu, he made Prof. Ye feel a little awkward.

Ye Qingxuan was a proud daughter of heaven. She took the initiative to attack and was rejected in front of so many people. She definitely did not feel good about it.

"Prof. Ye, are you alright?"

Ann Zhu walked to her side and asked with concern.

Ye Qingxuan did not reply as if she did not hear what she said.

"Prof. Ye, Prof. Rong may not have considered your feelings, but Ms Fu is his wife after all. Furthermore, your legs are not completely healed and your health is more important. "

Seeing that Ye Qingxuan still did not have any reaction, Ann Zhu took the initiative to suggest, "If you really want to dance, then let Lian Jiang dance with you. But is your leg really okay?"

When mentioning her legs, Ye Qingxuan finally had a reaction. She slowly raised her head to look at Ann Zhu. That gaze made her heart tremble for no reason.

What a cold gaze!

This kind of Ye Qingxuan, in Ann Zhu's eyes, was very unfamiliar. It was so cold that it was as if she was going to freeze everything within a few miles.

Did she really care so much about dancing?

"Prof. Ye. . . "

"There's no need. "

Ye Qingxuan slowly opened her mouth and the words that came out of her mouth were extremely indifferent and did not have the slightest bit of emotion.

After she finished speaking, she got up and left.

Looking at her departing back view, Ann Zhu scratched her head in puzzlement and could not figure it out.

Even if her face was disrespected, she should not be so angry, right? Furthermore, Rong Yu even gave it to her in front of everyone. She could already avoid all kinds of gossips by saying that she had an injury on her leg.

Today, Ye Qingxuan was really strange. Peaceful days were too different, too abnormal!

Ann Zhu minded her own business and shook her head. She did not care about him and did not think about it anymore. She cherished the happy times in front of her.

So she pulled Lian Jiang along and joined the dance floor with the others.

After the ball ended, everyone knew that Mrs. Rong was Prof. Rong's favorite pet. From then on, if anyone pulled the spouse or the spouse didn't match, the spouse fans would take out the ball and kiss those people's faces.

Therefore, the hot topic list on the school forum was once again occupied by Rong Yu and Fu Nuan.

. . .

Chen Yinyin and Feng Zhuo's wedding was being carried out intensely.

Regarding this wedding, she basically gave up struggling.

In any case, no matter what she said, Feng Zhuo could only "No, no, no" reject three consecutive times!

"Follow me out and take pictures. "

The man pushed open the door. With a condescending look, he folded his arms and leaned against the door, staring at her.

Chen Yinyin looked confused and asked, "What photos are you taking?"

"Marriage photos. Do you think that this is not needed for marriage? "

" Why do you want to use it? "

Chen Yinyin asked back and whispered, "Anyway, it is not really getting married. It doesn't matter if there is or not, right?"

Feng Zhuo's face darkened and said seriously, "Our Feng family will not bully you like this. We promise to give you a grand wedding, so we will definitely give it to you. This is not only your honor, but also the face of the Feng family. "

Chen Yinyin curled her lips. She would rather not have this kind of honor. Whoever wanted it would have to go! She only wanted a person who truly loved her to live together.

But looking at the current situation, she would have to wait for at least a year. Moreover, with the little guy in her belly, her wish would not be so easy to fulfill.

"Hurry up, it's almost time. "

Seeing his insufferably arrogant manner, Chen Yinyin could not help but feel angry.

Didn't he not allow her to participate in anything? If he had the ability, he would take the wedding photos himself!

Thinking of this, she changed her clothes and went out with Feng Zhuo. It was just that she seemed extremely unwilling. This situation continued all the way to the studio.

. . .

The photographer wiped the sweat off his forehead. He had a helpless look on his face, but it was not good for him to flare up.

After all, the person in front of him was a big "rich man's father. " He could not be offended.

However. . . This was already the nth time this model had been taken. Three hours spent on the same model. There was not a single one that could be used.

He squeezed out a forced smile and reminded: "Bride and bride, be more intimate. Bride, smile. We are taking wedding photos, not divorce photos. Be happier. "

Chen Yinyin heard him and whispered, "How troublesome. One year later, I still have to take another photo. Really. . . "0

"What?"

Feng Zhuo's double pupils slightly narrowed and revealed a dangerous light. The hand that grabbed her waist tightened and pulled her closer to him.

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