Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Lan Yu stared at Xiao Rong for a while, then turned upstairs.

The door of the master bedroom was closed. He opened the door and went in. Qin Chen half leaned on the bedside reading a magazine.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, she tilted her head and said quietly, "Is the game finished?"

Lan Yu walked to the bed and sat down, reached out and took off the magazine in her hand, "We'll take wedding photos in a moment."

"It's not necessary!" Qin Chenxing looked vacant.

Lan Yu frowned: "We have to have a wedding, don't you wear a wedding dress?"

"It's fine if you decide, and you can customize it to my size. Don't take pictures. I don't like taking pictures." Qin Chen said quietly, not easy to fiddle.

Lan Yu frowned, "Qin Chen, you deliberately acted against me, didn't you?"

"How dare I, otherwise Mr. Lan won't move and want me not to see his son." Qin Chen said sarcastically.

The blue veins on Lan Yu's forehead came out, but there was nothing to do with her.

He pursed his lips and held her chin: ‘Then I’ll threaten you now, if I don’t take pictures...’

"Naive!" Qin Chen sat up and walked directly into the locker room without speaking.

Lan Yu followed the past and leaned against the door.

She didn't shy away from him, changing clothes directly in front of him.

To be honest, her figure was perfect a few years ago, but after giving birth, it seems to have become more flavorful.

Lan Yu stared at his wife's perfect figure, and said quietly: "Actually, you obviously want to go, but you have to talk about it. It's like being in bed, you have to say no if you like it, and say I force you."

Qin Chen glanced at him: "Lan Yu, you can always play shamelessly like this."

Lan Yu just smiled faintly, without saying anything.

Qin Chen changed his clothes, followed out and went downstairs to the car with him.

To her surprise, the wedding photos he said were taken outdoors, not a grand wedding, but a simple little dress.

He is his usual suit, a classic black and white suit.

He took her to a street, which was beautiful, and the photographer behind him was responsible for capturing the photos.

Qin Chen frowned as he watched his hand being held, "Lan Yu, do you want to fall in love?"

Lan Yu stood in front of the cotton candy machine and bought two, one for her: "Mrs. Lan, we will get married soon. Don't worry, I will be loyal to marriage."

"People with previous convictions will never be trusted too much, but I don't care too much." She nibbled the pink cotton candy lightly and stared at him.

And he looked at her intently.

This scene was taken by the photographer.

Lan Yu took her to many places again, leaving pictures in every place.

Until night fell, Qin Chen was also exhausted after the photo was taken.

Lan Yu took her to the studio. She collapsed on the sofa, still wearing the little dress.

And Lan Yu was communicating with the photographer. In the end, he selected more than 20 photos and bound them into a book. The marshmallow was used as a wedding photo, and a crystal was hung on the bedside. .

Originally, these things were done by women, but now they are all done by Lan Yu.

He is also happy.

He was thinking, if it was the former Qin Chen and the men's Qin Chen, he would probably do it for them to get married, and even others would guess which one of them was offensive.

This is actually not bad.

After choosing the photo, he looked at her and smiled slightly: "Okay."

He was gentle and accommodating to her, Qin Chen didn't feel it, but she couldn't respond to him.