Ou Qing was exposed by her, and Junyan flashed a hint of embarrassment, and then she picked her up with a calm expression and walked down steadily.

"President William, your wife is okay?" The studio manager and photography assistant walked over in a hurry and asked in a trembling voice.

Ou Qing's face was still not very good-looking. She looked down at the woman in her arms, then frowned and said, "Who prepared this dress? Didn't I send the size in advance? The hem of the clothes is so long that I will step on them if I don't pay attention. How do you do it?"

Ou Qing's question made the manager speechless. The cheongsam itself was a long style.

Besides, President William himself said that if you don’t pay attention, you will step on it. Then, if you pay attention, won’t it be okay?

But this is a bad year, but when I meet such an old man, I can't afford to offend him at all, so I can only endure it.

"A Qing, it's just a small matter, don't make any troubles." Chen Qingqing spoke in a gentle voice.

"A small thing? If something really happens, it's over." Ou Qing said coldly, "Switch all the people in the dressing room and take a photo of a set."

For a moment, the studio was in a hurry and it was not easy to change everyone in the dressing room and then change another batch. Fortunately, this studio has enough strength and new people will soon be promoted.

This time, everyone is even more cautious.

The theme of the last group is fairy tales, a very beautiful scene. Chen Qingqing was wearing a long skirt of sleeping beauty. This time she was lying on the bed, and finally avoided all dangers.

Ou Qing was wearing a pure white tuxedo, and Chen Qingqing widened her bright eyes and looked at him, but she couldn't take her eyes off her eyes. The man threw it into the fairy tale book. He was absolutely prince charming, so handsome that he was a bit out of character.

"Have you seen enough? Do you think your husband is very handsome?" He smiled lowly, and his eyebrows were full of fun.

Chen Qingqing's cheeks were slightly red, and she nodded very honestly, "Yes."

She admitted generously, which made Ou Qing feel helpless.

This group went smoothly and there were no accidents again.

After Chen Qingqing took off her makeup, she obviously felt tired on her face. He drove her home. As soon as she got on the bed, Chen Qingqing fell asleep and slept until the sun set.

Ou Qing woke her up during supper, but she was still in a daze. Ou Qing fed her some porridge, and then she fell asleep again.

He kept guarding the window and watching her sleeping face, as if he couldn't even see enough.

The photos and the quick-received were sent here, and they were made into crystal albums. The enlarged photos were placed in the wedding room. Because Chen Qingqing was pregnant, Ou Qing changed a villa in London into a wedding room, and it was not decorated in an extra way, for fear of affecting the children.

He planned to buy several properties after the child was born and settled directly in the child's name, which was also a lucky draw.

When Harris has time, he will look through their wedding photos. When he is in a good mood, he will throw it to Ou Qing, "It's quite a couple."

...

When Chen Qingqing was in better health, Ou Qing took Chen Qingqing back to Tongcheng. No matter how much Count Harris persuaded him, it was useless. In the end, he was worried and followed him to Tongcheng.

One is to see Ayan, and the other is to see the calm mind.

In front of the cemetery, Chen Qingqing stood in front of Shen Jingyuan's cemetery, looking at the person on the tombstone, her lips were bent slightly, but the smile on her face could not be concealed.

And Ayan was lying next to Shen Jingyuan’s cemetery—
Chapter completed!