"Take you to take wedding photos." Gu Xuewen actually didn't think it was necessary at all. But Chen Jingru booked the photo studio early, and called him once yesterday. Called again this morning. Specially remind him to take Panqing to take wedding photos.
"No need." As soon as Zuo Panqing saw him now, he would think of the way he threatened her a few days ago. That image kept lingering in her mind, and she knew she had offended a lion.
As long as she is not careful, she doesn't know how she died. This feeling is so bad that she has a kind of resistance to Gu Xuewen.
"My mother has already booked a photo studio. I have an appointment with a photographer. If you think it is unnecessary, you can go and tell my mother." Gu Xuewen passed the phone to Zuo Panqing: "Call her yourself."
"Gu Xuewen. You—"
"Huh? Xuewen is here?" Wen Xuefeng and Zuo Zhenggang came back at this time, and they were very pleasantly surprised to see Gu Xuewen: "Come to see Panqing?"
"I'll take her to take wedding photos." Gu Xuewen nodded lightly to Wen Xuefeng: "The studio has an appointment with the photographer, and Panqing seems unwilling to go."
"Panqing." Wen Xuefeng really didn't know what to do with this daughter: "You child, why are you still getting angry with Xuewen?"
"Who is losing his temper with him?" These two days, her parents kept saying good things about Gu Xuewen in front of her, which made her ears feel callused.
"Go if you don't." Zuo Zhenggang really felt that this daughter was getting more and more out of tune recently: "Or do you want us to go with you?"
"No need, I—" Zuo Panqing glared at Gu Xuewen, and nodded bitterly in his suggestive eyes: "Forget it, let's go."
Ten minutes later, Zuo Panqing got on Gu Xuewen's Hummer. The car drove towards the photo studio in the silence of the two.
Paris spring photo studio.
The clerk looked eagerly at the two sitting in front of Zuo Panqing, took out the booklet and opened it in front of her.
"Mr. Gu, Miss Zuo, this is a newly arrived wedding dress in our shop, you can choose which one you want."
Zuo Panqing looked at those pure white wedding dresses, feeling infinitely emotional.
Every woman has a wedding dream in her heart. I hope that one day I can put on a white gauze and marry the man I love deeply. She was no exception, but what she didn't expect was. Her wedding was not at all what she expected. And the person who took the wedding photo with her was not the one she wanted.
Looking up at the clerk: "Your wedding photos. There should be single photos, right?"
"Yes." The clerk didn't quite understand what she meant: "We will have single photos of the groom and brides. Of course, the most common photos are your group photos. You don't need to worry about that."
"..." Who is worried? Zuo Panqing casually flipped through a few pages, her gaze stopped when she saw one of the wedding dresses.
That wedding dress is very beautiful, with a tube top design and a simple and elegant style. The tail of the long skirt looks several meters long, and it is covered with bows decorated with white muslin.
"I want to wear this." Forget it, don't care about Gu Xuewen, just pretend to be out for a photo shoot.
"Miss Zuo has a real eye. This is our latest model this year. The lace on the tube top is specially made. It fits the figure very well. If some small details are not satisfactory, or the whole body is not satisfactory, we can still modify it."
"I'm going to change clothes." Zuo Panqing stood up, never looked at Gu Xuewen who was sitting next to her, as if he didn't exist.
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The second update today. ah. Someone actually gave Xinyue a snail yesterday? I'm a little depressed. Dear friends, can we discuss something? I'm about to put it on the shelves. To remind you, just use a monthly pass. Use another snail, okay? /151711/151711/15552()