Chapter 2083

At this time, Han Yunting stepped forward, ignored the scattered photos on the ground, gently rubbed her cheek with the back of his hand, bent over her ear and murmured: "there is no need to collect photos any more. In the future, I will give myself to you. You can take any photos you want anytime, anywhere..."

Words fall, cold Shutong breath a coagulation, chest full of speechless surging and moving.

All these years of hard work seem to have come to an end.

Not just together, but... Mentioned the future!

Leng Shutong looked at him for a moment, and his eyes flashed with water. His red lips trembled and asked, "in the future? Forever? "

Did he know that such a statement would make her interpret too many other possibilities.

Han Yunting looked back at her, sighed and pulled her into his arms, "well, forever!"

This sentence is more exciting than many love words.

Leng Shutong closed her eyes and took a deep breath, feeling her heart and hair fermenting with emotion. In fact, she also wanted to ask, do you like me now?

However, the words stuck in the throat.

Leng Shutong buries his cheek in Han Yunting's arms and hugs his waist tightly. "It's a deal. I can take your photos freely in the future. I can take the dynamic, static, beautiful and ugly ones. You can't refuse them!"

"Well, if you don't refuse, it's up to you!"

Today's Han Yunting has really become Leng Shutong's soft fingers.

They were warm for a while, then they squatted down and picked up all the photos scattered on the ground.

Before leaving the apartment, Han Yunting looked back at the layout of the room carefully again, "is there any other place in London besides here?"

Leng Shutong shook his head. "Only here and field manor. I usually travel all over the world, so I stay in hotels more often. If there are too many real estate, it's very troublesome to manage. Hotels are more convenient. "

Hearing this, Han Yunting answered clearly, "let's go. Since we don't have the right to use it, we don't have to come back in the future!"

Leng Shutong holds the photo in her arms and follows Han Yunting to the elevator room step by step.

Once came here, just because there are so many photos to accompany her through every difficult night.

Now Han Yunting is in her sight, and the apartment has completely lost the meaning of existence.

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The next day, Han Yunting took Leng Shutong to van's studio.

It's almost the same as the studio in Paris, where tailors and designers are always on the go.

Leng Shutong was taken to the design room, sat in front of the make-up table and looked at Han Yunting through the mirror, "didn't you say there was a problem to deal with? How can you measure me again? "

Han Yunting, with a meter ruler in his hand, picked out the cloth and answered, "there's a banquet tomorrow evening. I'll take you to it."

"What kind of party? RS also has a studio in London. If I need evening dress, I can... "

Han Yunting raised his head from the fabric and said, "I'll choose your evening dress!"

Cold Shu Tong smile, noncommittal.

She likes Han Yunting's occasionally domineering behavior.

It makes her feel valued!

After a while, Han Yunting gave the measured size to the designer and asked them to modify the evening dress as required. In a flash, he left the studio with Leng Shutong.

Only when she got out of the door did she take him by the arm suspiciously, "is the problem solved?"

"Well, it's settled!"

Leng Shutong's eyes flashed, a little incredible.

She thought the studio was in trouble, so she drove five hours from Paris to London.

He didn't do anything just now. He didn't even leave the tailor's room. How did he solve the problem?