Five days later, ye ChuChu and an Ziyan took wedding photos.

"Yes, that's it. The bridegroom should be closer. Yes, put his arms around the bride's waist and be closer..." the photographer kept saying all kinds of words to let them cooperate more.

After standing for several hours, ye ChuChu was obviously very tired. Coupled with her restlessness these days, she couldn't sleep well. If she didn't have delicate makeup on her face, her face would look very bad.

The photographer was almost done. After thinking about it, he was still one shot away. He yelled to them, "come on, the bridegroom and the bride kiss each other."

Ye ChuChu was stunned and subconsciously resisted, but she and an Ziyan had reached this point. It was not too much to kiss, not to mention that she had never done so. She closed her eyes and waited for an Ziyan's kiss to fall.

An Ziyan's dark and deep eyes drooped slightly. Looking at her clenched fist, he knew that ye ChuChu resisted. He hesitated for a moment, and the thin and soft lips finally fell on her forehead.

A few seconds later, the photographer said that he would leave her forehead. There was guilt in her big black-and-white eyes. As if he didn't see it, he laughed and said, "are you tired? Would you like a rest? "

She nodded, bit her lower lip and whispered, "well, I'll go to the bathroom."

With that, she called Wang Qingyu to accompany her, and they went to the toilet together.

Ye ChuChu didn't go into the toilet. Instead, after turning the corner, she confirmed that an Ziyan couldn't see them. Then she pulled Wang Qingyu to sit down in the rest chair.

Alas, she was so tired. During the hours when she took the wedding photos, her body was in a tense state, and so was her nerves. Now when she relaxed, her body was full of fatigue.

Wang Qingyu looks at ye ChuChu, who is supporting herself strongly. She is helpless. She sighs with a complicated look and says: ChuChu, why? Do you have to force yourself like this? "

Clearly not happy, not happy, is to force themselves to accept.

She shook her head with a wry smile and said to herself, "it's OK. I'm just anxious about marriage. I'll be fine after the wedding."

Wang Qingyu was so angry that she wanted to slap her. She yelled at her, "ye ChuChu! Can you face it seriously, you are not happy, you are not happy, you are supporting

She looked down at the ground and said nothing. Now, what's the use of saying this? She underestimated Gu Liangchen's weight in her heart and his influence on herself.

For a long time, Wang Qingyu thought that she would not speak again, but she asked in a low voice, "Gu Liangchen, he... How is he now?"

She knew that he was still in city a and didn't leave, so she didn't let herself care about the rest.

She rolled her eyes and said, "he? What else can I do? I get drunk in the bar every day, and I'm in a mess every day. Haoyu fights him back. As soon as he wakes up, he immediately runs to the bar again. "

Her chest slightly a tight, and then said: "why not let him back to C City?"

"You think Haoyu doesn't want him to go back. He drags him to the airport, but he runs away at the moment when he gets on the plane. Haoyu says that Gu Liangchen has to see you hold a wedding to leave. He says that he is hitting the south wall. He won't die if he doesn't hit his head with a big hole!"

It's not the exaggeration Wang Qingyu said. If she didn't see it with her own eyes, she didn't believe it. Then a proud man will become so decadent one day for love.