Chapter 55

Xingxing wants to build a castle. He has no interest in taking pictures. Seeing Jiang Mingyuan took out the camera and dragged his pants to coquettishly, "I don't want to take pictures. Dad, let's build a house."

"But my mother wants to take a picture." Jiang Mingyuan lowered his head and looked at him with a smile: "If I can't go, my mother will be very sad."

Is this so?

The stars looked at Cheng Huan with some uncertainty. When they saw his mother also looked at him, he was disappointed. He was in a hurry, loosened his father's pants and ran over, and gently dragged his mother's skirt to let her squat down Then she wrapped her neck around and kissed Cheng Huan's face: "Mother, don't be sad, let's go take a picture and stop building a house."

Very warm temperament.

The grievances on Cheng Huan's face could not be pretended anymore. He kissed his son with a smile on his face and raised his hands to rub the star's hair into a bird's nest. Then he stood up and held the person, blinking at Jiang Mingyuan next to him Blink: "Let's go."

"Okay." Jiang Mingyuan followed with a smile, and he had a pet that he didn't know. He walked to Cheng Huan in two steps and proposed: "I know there is a good place. Go and shoot it."

Cheng Huan has no objection to this. Judging from today's itinerary, the other party obviously did enough homework.

Jiang Mingyuan said that the photo was taken on the other side of the island. He made a phone call and within five minutes, a car came to pick them up.

This car and Jiang Mingyuan's style are very special. They belong to a low-key luxury type. They got on the car and the driver closed the door diligently without asking where to go, and went straight in the other direction.

At this glance, what else does not understand? Cheng Huan looked helplessly at the people next to him: "This car is yours?"

Jiang Mingyuan nodded.

"Why did you rent an electric car just now?" Cheng Huan was a little confused.

The man didn't answer immediately, he turned his head, and the other man's cold and handsome face was reflected on the window glass. After the meeting, Cheng Huan heard him say, "I think you like touring cars."

At that time, the driver was waiting outside and was preparing to pick them up. It was Cheng Huan and Xingxing who were curious about the electric tour bus, and he changed his mind.

Cheng Huan nodded thoughtfully and stared at the right window. She said, "It's really like it. It's more comfortable than sitting in a car. Why don't we have another car to play with?"

"Not safe." Jiang Mingyuan's mouth collapsed into a straight line, and he turned his head and looked at Cheng Huan in disapproval, seeming to accuse her of being nonsense.

If he looks like this in the company, the employees he sees are already trembling, but Cheng Huan is not his employee, so he is not afraid at all.

Not only wasn't afraid, the woman suggested with a smile: "It's not safe to go anywhere. What about driving pictures? How about I drive you? It's just silly to stand and take pictures."

Jiang Mingyuan only looked at her and then looked away. He looked in front of him, his expression was cold, and his lips broke into a straight line: "Will you open?"

"I can't." The man said rightly. "But I think it's simple, and it shouldn't be difficult."

"If not, wouldn't there still be you?"

I do n’t know if it was Cheng Huan ’s illusion. She always felt that Jiang Mingyuan was a little farther away from her after she said this. She was still struggling with what this meant, and she listened to the other party for a hard step: . "

After speaking, he turned his head and looked at him indifferently.

The car walked on the road for nearly half an hour and reached another beach. Unlike the beach they were on before, this beach cannot be seen by any tourists.

Jiang Mingyuan explained: "This is a private beach and is not open to tourists."

"your?"

"No, I borrowed it." Jiang Mingyuan walked ahead to lead the way, walked a few steps and looked back at her again, moved his mouth, and didn't speak.

Cheng Huan looked a little strange at his performance: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Jiang Mingyuan turned his head and whispered.

He originally wanted to say that if Cheng Huan liked it, he would go to buy a beach himself. If he didn't exit, he felt that this was a bit abrupt, so he could only swallow the words and focus on the way.

This private beach is artificially enclosed, and there is a villa in the designated area. The villa is very large and well-equipped, showing the richness of the owner everywhere. Originally, Cheng Huan's eyes are very good. Compared, probably the difference between low-rent housing and luxury flat floor.

Going out the other door of the villa is the beach.

Probably because of regular cleaning and few people come here, the beach here is exceptionally clean, the sea water is clear, and the orange sunset is stained with another color. Several seabirds fly leisurely in the air, beautiful.

This beach is located just to the west of the island. It is a great place to watch the sunset. It is also very good for taking pictures. Cheng Huan has studied photography. Of course, I do n’t want to miss this kind of beauty. So I planned to take a picture of myself. A quick shot with the camera, the scenery is not counted, but also people.

Both the father and the son who modeled her were very cooperative. They stood wherever they stood, and wherever they stood. Sometimes the small model became impatient, and the big model gave psychological counseling.

Cheng Huan took a lot of fun, and was satisfied with the job.

At this time, half of the sunset still remained on the surface of the sea, and the sky would be dark, leaving only sparkling waves with a bit of orange-red.

Cheng Huan had originally put down the camera, and took another picture when she saw the scene. She looked back at the picture just taken, and looked more and more satisfied. When she turned to the picture of the father and son, she remembered that she had not taken a picture of herself, so she quickly Pass the camera to the photographer who is a guest guest of the model, walk to the beach to pose himself, the sea licks his ankle, Cheng Huan faces the sunset, his hands are slightly stretched, his hair is spread out, and he is blown away by the sea breeze.

The sound of tidal waves covered the shutter of the camera. Cheng Huan waited in this position for a while, feeling a bit sour. She looked back behind her and asked the person holding the camera: "Are you alright?"

The woman's back turned to him, her skirts fluttered, and her hair tangled in the air, revealing the butterfly bones that spread her wings, and the afterglow of the setting sun hit her, as if she had plated a layer of holy light.

Jiang Mingyuan's fingers trembled slightly, and he felt that the heart in the chest was beating faster and faster, and the sounds of tongs and tongs hit the eardrums, as if there was something to escape.

The palm of his hand was sweating, but the movement of pressing the shutter was not slow. Jiang Mingyuan didn't know how many shots he took, until the person in front turned his head and smiled and asked if it was good.

The hair rose and kissed her cheek, matched with the flowery face, which made people temporarily lose the ability to think.

Only in an instant, Jiang Mingyuan passed back to God, and his action preceded the thought of pressing the shutter. To retain this moment, Jiang Mingyuan lowered his camera and straightened up. The language of the action was not much different from before: "Well, do you want to take a look? "

"Okay!" Cheng Huan couldn't wait to run over, looking over to see the photos.

Jiang Mingyuan froze imperceptibly, his body muscles tightened, and if there was nothing like the fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose, it made him feel hot for a while. He was upset, and returned the camera to Cheng Huan. After speaking, you slowly watched, then quickly left, as if followed by the beast of flood.

Cheng Huan was strange for the first time when he saw such a disposition. She stared at the back of the man and looked down at the guy next to him: "What happened to Dad?"

The star shook his head and looked blank: "I don't know." Dad was just fine.

The child carefully considered the cause and effect, and finally came to a conclusion: "Daddy, he is hungry!"

"I think you are hungry." Cheng Huan squeezed the little guy's nose to make fun of him, the stars frowned, shook his head to break away from his mother's claws, and admitted happily: "I'm hungry."

"Then go to eat." Cheng Huan hung the camera around his neck and slowly walked back with the hand of the star: "Let us guess where Dad went."

Jiang Mingyuan didn't go anywhere, so he stayed in the villa, sitting on the sofa without a glance, and even Cheng Huan and the stars returned, only a slight glance.

After this meeting, Jiang Mingyuan has calmed down. He felt that his previous performance was a bit embarrassing, like a hairy kid who didn't know anything, and he was helpless in front of his sweetheart.

Well, for the emotional aspect, he only grows old without any experience, just his sweetheart ...

The tip of his tongue savored the word carefully. Jiang Mingyuan looked at the object pointed to by the word, and a strange but sweet throbber rose in his heart.

Probably really planted.

Jiang Mingyuan helped him, I do n’t know how it would develop like this. He knows that this person is only three months long and spends less time with each other. Even if he does n’t know much about the other person ’s personality preferences, how can he be regarded as like?

It seems that in order to answer the doubts, scenes of the past have appeared in front of him, bringing warmth and peace that he didn't feel at home, making people feel comfortable and relaxed, so without knowing it, the heart has been intoxicated.

His heart fluttered, his face looked calm, and even looked indifferent, but neither the stars nor Cheng Huan were the people who would be scared by his coldness.

As soon as the child entered the house, he found his dad after a round of inspection, and released his mother's hand and ran over. He climbed onto the sofa, lay on Jiang Mingyuan's chest, and opened and closed his mouth: "Daddy, are you hungry?"

"Huh?" Jiang Mingyuan looked back and touched his son's belly, "Is the star hungry?"

"Well! I want to eat."

"Then let's go to dinner." Emotional issues are unclear for a while. It is still more important to eat now. Jiang Mingyuan held the stars, got up from the sofa, and walked in front of Cheng Huan. "

The travel itinerary has been arranged for a long time. At that time, the restaurant was set because it tasted good. Now I am clear about my thoughts and say it again, just as if I had planned a wrongdoing.

Cheng Huan would naturally have no opinion.

The French restaurant on the island is really French. It is said that it once served the royal family. Cheng Huan didn't know the identity of the identity, but the restaurant made something quite delicious.

After dinner, several people drove back to the hotel. The car stopped at a distance from the hotel. Cheng Huanyuan was a little puzzled and approached, only to find that there were many top marching tents on the square in front of the hotel, and the bonfire in the middle of the square was burning. Many people gathered around the campfire and danced hand in hand.

Cheng Huan wondered: "This is an event? Are they not hot?"

Although the temperature dropped a lot in the evening, it wasn't too hot.

"The flames are fake and won't feel hot," Jiang Mingyuan explained in a low voice. "The hotel's bonfire party is a bit interesting. You can also choose to live in a tent afterwards. Would you like to see it?"