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Chapter 178 White Wedding Dress

If you want to add guilt, why bother?

At Jiyue Mansion, Zhou Yongan brought back a magazine and asked Li Qingwen to look through it.

I saw a wedding promotion magazine and as soon as I opened it I knew it was Yu Zijing's wedding. I was envious and quickly turned to the picture where Kevin heroically saved the damsel in distress.

It was enlarged to a whole page of 16-page size, and after the description of the clothes, there were words like "a talented man and a beautiful woman", "Prince Charming" and "Snow White" to describe them.

Zhou Yongan had already gone into the bathroom to wash up. Li Qingwen turned his head and looked at the bathroom door.

The bathroom door opened and Zhou Yongan came out. His face seemed gloomier than before and he was quieter than before.

So he was really angry when he saw this? And he brought the magazine back to her.

Li Qingwen was about to explain when Zhou Yongan stood in front of the table, holding a hair dryer and starting to blow dry his hair.

She sat on the bed and simply flipped through the entire magazine.

The three wedding dresses worn by the bride all had their prices marked on the side, while the clothes worn by other people, such as her cheongsam, were only marked with a question mark.

Just as she was thinking about how expensive wedding dresses were, Zhou Yongan put away the hair dryer, walked towards her, and stretched out his bony hand.

Li Qingwen obediently handed him the magazine, his eyes rolling around as he stared at Zhou Yongan's unclear face.

Before he could ask, Li Qingwen took the initiative to ask him: "Have you seen the picture?"

Zhou Yongan threw the magazine on the table, said "hmm" lightly, then lifted the quilt and got on the bed, sitting at the head of the bed and playing with his mobile phone alone.

Li Qingwen leaned over and rubbed his arm: "You're not angry, are you? I told you that day."

Zhou Yongan raised his long arms and held her in his arms: "No, I want you to take a look and choose. Let's take wedding photos too, shall we?"

Li Qingwen stared at him like a puppy for a while, then put his arm around his waist: "But you don't look happy."

"You're seeing things. I was just thinking about something. Hurry up and pick out your wedding dress. We'll go take the photos tomorrow." Zhou Yongan handed over his cell phone. He was looking at wedding photo shoot locations.

Li Qingwen hesitated, while choosing a wedding dress, she asked him: "Why did you suddenly think of taking this photo? Is it because you saw it in a magazine?"

Zhou Yongan had a look of shame in his eyes: "I am getting older every year. I have to take wedding photos quickly."

The words were rough but the logic was valid. Li Qingwen understood and comprehended them. Since she happened to be free during this period, she thought it was no problem.

So at dawn the next day, the two drove 50 kilometers to a nearby town with green mountains and clear waters.

The wedding dress company team sent people to meet them at the intersection. As soon as they arrived, they were asked a few questions in a friendly manner, such as whether they had eaten, whether they wanted to gamble on the way, etc.

Li Qingwen was soon arranged to wear the most formal white wedding dress, and then sit in front of the makeup mirror, with the help of a professional makeup artist to put on makeup and arrange her hairstyle and hair accessories.

The first one is a pure white wedding dress with exquisite embroidery and sparkling sequins, as well as lively lace on the neckline and cuffs. The light skirt and long train make Li Qingwen look like an angel fairy.

Zhou Yongan was wearing a black tuxedo. The high-quality fabric and elegant cutting exuded a noble air, which complemented Zhou Yongan's natural elegance.

The two people were on an empty, newly sprouted green lawn, with the lake, the forest, or the grass as the background, taking pictures of various lively, elegant and dignified scenes.

Li Qingwen's second outfit was a simple black long dress with a corset and a waist. It did not drag on the ground, making her look more light and graceful. Zhou Yongan also changed back into his gray suit.

Then they set off for the next background location. On the way there, the photographer also took pictures of the two of them laughing and chatting while sitting in the Bentley.

They arrived at the horse farm, and an old actor was led out. Li Qingwen was too scared to get close, but Zhou Yongan was not afraid. He directly held the rope and began to communicate with the horse.

Li Qingwen tried to stand on the other side of the horse, then smiled and welcomed the photographer's quick capture.

Seeing the photographer's OK gesture, Li Qingwen was put on the horse by Zhou Yongan again and took a few more photos.

"Will the horse suddenly run away?" Li Qingwen felt uneasy holding such a big creature.

Zhou Yongan held her hand and comforted her, "Don't worry, I'm here."

After taking a few pictures of a single person mounting a horse, Zhou Yongan also mounted the horse. As soon as he sat on it, the horse seemed to feel the weight and took a few steps on the spot. Li Qingwen nervously grabbed Zhou Yongan's hand.

Zhou Yongan held the reins and breathed in her ear: "Take you for a ride twice?"

Li Qingwen only then realized that he could ride a horse: "Then you have to promise not to fall."

Zhou Yongan taunted her lovingly: "Aren't you afraid of ghosts? Why are you afraid of this?"

Li Qingwen was about to explain when he discovered that the horse had started moving.

Fearing that Li Qingwen would be frightened, he ended up just taking her for a slow walk. After Li Qingwen dismounted, Zhou Yongan held the reins and galloped away.

The photographer said, "We have received hundreds of clients in the past two years, and your husband is the first one who can ride a horse, and he rides so handsomely."

Very handsome.

Li Qingwen always had a smile on his face as he stared at the handsome figure on the green field. He only regretted that he didn't have a mobile phone at hand, otherwise he would have taken dozens of photos of him.

The last set is a leather jacket and hip-hop style outfit. Li Qingwen's hair is tied into beautiful pigtails with colorful strings, with a twist on her head. She wears a retro red leather jacket and sunglasses, like a young, beautiful and cool little witch on the streets of the city.

The photography team moved to another ancient town. Zhou Yongan pressed Li Qingwen against the beautiful brick wall of the ancient town with one hand, hooked her lips, and moved closer with desire.

It's like a movie-set atmosphere.

Then I followed Stephen Chow's classic look with Liu Piaopiao in "The King of Comedy", and the flower pot look in "Léon: The Professional"...

After the shooting was completed, the two people sat on the vertical wall of the ancient town, swinging their legs and watching the sunset, ending a tiring day.

The wedding dress company said it would take one to two weeks to complete the design. Zhou Yongan decided on a few general outlines and would communicate on WeChat about what pictures to put in the design.

On the way back, Li Qingwen opened his tired eyes and tried hard to talk to Zhou Yongan.

Zhou Yongan saw that she was sleepy and let her sleep for a while.

Li Qingwen has just learned to drive and is still in the practice test stage. He is well aware of the functions of the co-pilot seat and needs to stay awake at all times, pass water to the driver, feed him food, and chat with him.

But Zhou Yongan is a good driver and he is not sleepy, hungry or thirsty now.

After confirming these, Li Qingwen closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

After returning home, Zhou Yongan carried her upstairs. Li Qingwen woke up and asked him what time it was, but Zhou Yongan didn't tell her and just let her continue sleeping.

When he woke up, Zhou Yongan was not in the room. Li Qingwen looked out the window and saw that it was still pitch black. He got up drowsily and walked to the corridor, looking at the dark living room downstairs.

There was a spot of scarlet on the sofa in the living room. Looking more closely, she saw Zhou Yongan sitting there, looking up at her.