Return back into the Novel as the Antagonistic Playboy

　　 Yuan Jia was wondering about Song Dashao’s inexplicable words. The curtain of the dressing room was suddenly pulled open from inside. A clerk said: "Ms. Shen, what do you think of this body?"

　　 Hearing the words, Song Shicheng and Yuan Jia went along with each other by chance, and they were startled.

　　 Although the decoration of the bridal shop is extremely luxurious and elegant, at that moment, these seem to have become a contrast and embellishment, making the heroine who came out slowly more gorgeous and dazzling.

It is said that the moment when a woman puts on a wedding dress is the most beautiful moment in her life. This sentence is fully interpreted in Shen Xiaoyan's body, elegant and dignified style, simple and elegant design, high-grade lace and silk show a soft and pure temperament, one The hem of the draped and elegant skirt is like a fairy descending to the earth, under the light beam, surrounded by white light, like a dream, it brings a stunning beauty that is indescribable.

　　 "Wow! It's so beautiful!"

Yuan Jia couldn't help but greeted him directly, looked up and down for a few rounds, and repeatedly searched for literary praise in his mind, but in the end he could only follow his emotions and exclaimed: "Madam, I don't know what to do Describe your beauty."

　　 "Is it really that good?"

　　 Shen Xiaoyan is obviously also very satisfied with this set, looking down at the veil, a cheerful smile blooms at the corner of her mouth.

　　 "Of course, I never tell lies, you are really the most beautiful bride I have ever seen."

Obviously women have a common topic in this respect. Yuan Jia took Shen Xiaoyan to the dressing mirror and said: "Although you are already pretty dressed in those sets just now, I think this set is undoubtedly the best. It is worthy of you. With this jade in front of you, if I wear a wedding dress in the future, I will definitely cast a psychological shadow."

　　 "How can it be so exaggerated." Shen Xiaoyan looked at herself in the mirror carefully with a shy and sweet smile, as if she couldn't see enough.

"This lady is right, Miss Shen, this body is really suitable for you, your looks, temperament and body are completely natural, even I think this one was born specifically for you, I I have seen so many brides, and in my impression, there seems to be nothing more outstanding than you." The clerk’s mouth is very sweet, but in his words, he also reveals sincere compliments.

　　 Then, she explained the characteristics and origin of this wedding dress, and finally asked Song Shicheng: "Mr. Song, are you still satisfied with the bride's body?"

　　 Song Shicheng suppressed the waves in his heart, nodded and said: "Well... not bad."

　　 Hearing the words, Shen Xiaoyan looked at Song Shicheng's reflection in the dressing mirror, the smile on the corners of her mouth narrowed slightly, and she quietly dropped her head and fiddled with her skirt.

　　 Song Shicheng sees it, his heart is like a mirror.

　　Perhaps, except for her marriage partner, she is quite satisfied with everything.

　　 Then, everyone communicated about the details of this wedding dress that needed to be slightly changed, and started wedding photography.

　　 In these years, rich people will basically choose to go overseas to shoot wedding dresses and take a romantic honeymoon trip by the way. However, since the wedding was too hasty and the two have no feelings, everything is simplified in this regard.

　　 invited the industry's top stylists and photographers, selected a few very good wedding dresses, and after some tricks, the two began another symbolic session in the shop's studio.

Same as when she took the marriage certificate before, Shen Xiaoyan was very cooperative with everything. In front of the camera, she laughed and did what she should do. Except when she was next to or hugging Song Shicheng, her body and expression were inevitably cramped. There are no twists and turns.

　　 However, when the photographer proposed to make the two more intimate and in-depth actions, Shen Xiaoyan was at a loss.

On the contrary, Young Master Song seems to be very familiar with these processes. Seeing her face of shame and panic, thinking that she is so obedient today, she can't force her to force her, and whispered: "You just need to close your eyes. Just get up."

　　 Shen Xiaoyan rounded her almond eyes, which were already very large, and she looked surprised, until she realized that Song Dashao's face was serious and calm, she didn't seem to have any crooked thoughts, and then she slammed her slender eyelashes and closed her eyes hesitantly.

　　 But as soon as she closed her eyes, Shen Xiaoyan felt her waist being held by her hands. At the same time, she twisted herself at a certain angle and pulled her into her arms. She opened her eyes again in shock.

　　 At this moment, Song Shicheng's sharp and handsome face is already close at hand, and he can even clearly feel the other's breath and heartbeat.

　　 Her carcass was completely stiff, and she subconsciously raised her hands to block it.

　　 "The bride, don't be nervous, just close your eyes and relax."

The photographer and others have already noticed that the relationship between the new couple is not right, but given the rich experience of the rich and right, they are very witty and tacit, so they can only try their best to make remedies in posture, pose and other aspects, and then pass the later stage. Improved production process.

It was the first time in her life that Shen Xiaoyan had such close contact with the opposite sex. It was embarrassing and embarrassing enough. Now she has to come in for a further contact, and in front of so many people, she has already reluctantly looked a little away. The heart still couldn't accept this sudden "life event", and a heart had already jumped at a rate far beyond normal.

Song Dashao didn't mind any further contact. The problem was that the heroine was as stiff as a zombie, she couldn't utter her mouth at all. When she was helpless, she suddenly had an idea and said helplessly: "Or, you think of me as You make the corpse specimens from the medical teaching."

　　Shen Xiaoyan's star eyes widened again, revealing an incredible expression, but when she immediately lowered her eyelids, she seemed to follow Song Dashao's guidance and thought of something, she suddenly couldn't help but laugh!

　　 Do not miss the machine!

　　 Seeing that Shen Xiaoyan was relieved instantly, with a gorgeous smile on the corner of her mouth, Song Shicheng leaned in without hesitation, and gently kissed her white and soft forehead.

　　 Click!

　　 The photographer is quick and quick, pressing the shutter several times to capture this hard-won precious moment!

　　 "Awesome! Well-done!"

　　 The photographer took a look at the image of the photo, and at last he gave a heartfelt applause. After taking a fake photo for a long time, he finally came up with a real one.

　　 Although he was paid a lot of money, this well-known photographer in the industry does not want to smash his signature on this highly anticipated wedding banquet list!

　　 The two parties also breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

　　 Song Shicheng was about a relieved sentiment.

　　 Shen Xiaoyan is about the feelings of the rest of her life.

But relatively speaking, Song Dashao's follow-up attitude was calm and indifferent. It was only when she thought that Shen Xiaoyan imagined herself as a corpse specimen, she laughed easily. For no reason, she was depressed, and she couldn't stand the cumbersome and awkward photography. , She let go of her hand hanging around Shen Xiaoyan's waist, pulled away, and prepared to explain to the photographer to simplify it as much as possible.

　　 At this moment, Yuan Jia suddenly returned to the studio, holding Song Shicheng's mobile phone, and said, "Mr. Song, there is an old man named Mu looking for you."

　　 Song Shicheng knew what he said, and asked everyone to take a break before taking the phone and going out to make a call.

　　 "Madam, drink some water." Yuan Jia thoughtfully held up a cup of warm water.

Shen Xiaoyan was touching her red cheeks that were still hot, and when she saw the water that was handed to her, she took over and said thank you, and reappeared, "You don’t call your wife or your wife anymore, and they seem to call me old." Just call my name."

　　 Originally, given that Yuan Jia was Song Dashao's subordinate, Shen Xiaoyan also had reservations about Yuan Jia, but after such a morning contact, she found that instead of having a trace of bad water, the girl was very cheerful and sincere.

　　 "Farewell, I'll let him hear it, and I'll have to deduct my salary again." Carrying Song Shicheng on his back, Yuan Jia still dared to complain.

　　 Shen Xiaoyan was sensitively aware that this Nizi was working with Young Master Song, she seemed to be compelled and helpless, but she had just met each other, so she couldn't get to the bottom.

In fact, Yuan Jia didn’t want to ask how Shen Xiaoyan would be willing to marry such an indiscriminate son, but then she remembered Song Shicheng’s view of secular love just now, so she could only swallow it back and pray silently for the woman’s future marriage. Can be as good as possible.

　　 After a few small chats, Shen Xiaoyan saw the photographer operating the computer, so she walked over and whispered, "Can you show me the photo just now?"

"No problem at all!"

　　The photographer started to click on the photos just transferred to the computer~www.NovelMTL.com~ to show her in the form of a slideshow.

Once, Shen Xiaoyan has imagined herself wearing a wedding dress and taking wedding photos many times. She must have an apple-like face flushed by happiness, and she must have eyes intoxicated by love like stars, and she must be full of future life. Longing for longing.

And those wedding photos can not only engrave the most beautiful moments of oneself, but also lock the partner who is most worthy of trust and dependence. No matter how the time passes in the future, every time you open it, you can find that time. Joy and satisfaction.

　　 But now, looking at Song Shicheng who was holding his neck with his arms in the photo of pretending to be sweet and affectionate, Shen Xiaoyan knew that these fantasies had been shattered and disappeared.

　　 This man who once hated and hated the most, is about to step into the palace of marriage with him hand in hand, and start a long and long married life.

　　 is very sad and helpless.

this is life.

　　 She can only accept.

Perhaps in the future, there will be countless disputes and sorrows, and then finally come to the end of the divorce, but as long as this person is willing to keep her promise, she is willing to endure several years of **** for her mother. As for the others, she should be There won't be.

But what is weird is that a small seed of hope was vaguely planted in her heart. She remembered Song Shicheng's helpless self-blacking just to relax herself, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, but she was desolate again in a blink of an eye. The emotion was suppressed.

　　 In this complicated and contradictory mood, her eyes gradually trembled, and a cloud of water vapor emerged.

　　 When the photographer saw this, he made a wise flattery and said, "Miss Shen is too moved."

　　 Shen Xiaoyan recovered, and finally took a deep glance at the classic photo of Song Shicheng gently kissing her forehead, and turned her head to wipe off the water stains on her eyes.