Chapter 221 Murderous

Chapter 221

As the wedding day approaches, Feng Zhan becomes increasingly tense and urgent.

So much so that it is difficult to calm down during research.

Looking back at Nie Fuyao, she was still the same as usual.

This made Feng Zhan inevitably worried.

Do you love him or not?

Around 10:30, Feng Zhan walked into the bedroom wearing pajamas and a fresh look.

Nie Fuyao was leaning on the bedside, playing with his phone.

He opened the quilt and got into bed, reached out from her lower back, and held her in his arms.

"Shake it!"

"Huh?" Nie Fuyao glanced up at him, then lowered his head and continued to browse the news, "The smell on my body is different from last night."

"I've used up the previous ones, I'll use yours." Feng Zhan lowered his head and pressed it against her head. Thinking of the same shower gel she used and the same smell, it was just such a trivial matter in life that made him endure it. Desire suddenly arises.

The palm of his hand penetrated along the hem of his pajamas...

Hearing her sudden rapid breathing, Feng Zhan took away her mobile phone, put it on the bedside table, adjusted the light, and the whole room was dim.

"It's time to rest."

"Yeah!" Nie Fuyao twisted close to him, feeling the changes in Feng Zhan, and couldn't help laughing.

Before she could speak, her cool thin lips covered her and sealed her with a kiss...

In the second world, Nie Fuyao met the legendary Mo Lang.

He has dark brown broken hair, a black pearl earring, a set of white casual clothes and a pair of sneakers, giving him a refreshing and even trendy look.

He is about the same age as Nie Lingchuan, and his temperament and appearance tend to be more bookish, as if he is a young man from a scholarly family.

However, she heard Lao Nie mention that the Mo family's conditions were not bad, but they were by no means a rich family. Mo Lang's achievements today were purely based on talent and hard work.

In the beginning, Mo Lang was an arrogant and arrogant person. Later, he traveled all over the world for photography works, and slowly developed his current temperament.

The domestic photography circle is not standardized, and many photography selections are run by capital behind the scenes.

When Mo Lang was a teenager, he submitted his photos to participate in the award competition, but in the end all of them were rejected. The ones selected by Queping were photographers who were already well-known in the circle.

Mo Lang was young and energetic at that time and felt that their works were not as good as his own. He had a falling out with the directors of several photography awards, and the other parties joined forces and said they wanted to ban him.

Later, Mo Lang directly gave up the domestic market and submitted his works to the Coffili World Photography Competition, which was co-organized by nearly [-] countries around the world. In this world-level grand prix where excellent works gathered, Mo Lang started to start the award. The youngest contestant ever, won the only gold medal in that competition.

It can be described as an overnight success.

Many judges in the international photography community commented on Mo Lang, saying that they can see the vigorous vitality in his works.

This is a rare quality found in the works of some veteran photography masters.

This most influential award in the photography industry has severely swollen the faces of those domestic pheasant photography awards.

Later, they tried to repair their relationship with Mo Lang, but were ruthlessly rejected by Mo Lang.

Today, Mo Lang has long entered the halls of world-class photography masters. Nowadays, he rarely participates in photography competitions. He usually attends as a judge.

Nie Fuyao had seen Mo Lang's first entry photo.

It's a photo of young grass.

The shower has just stopped, and the sun breaks through the clouds. A small piece of grass, overwhelmed by the storm, desperately wants to stand up at the moment the sun falls.

It's simple, yet inspiring.The chairman of the jury of the photography competition at that time evaluated this photo and used an idiom from Xia Guo as the highest evaluation.

——From the avenue to the simplicity.

"Daughter and son-in-law are really a perfect match."

Mo Lang looked at the newlyweds in front of him and said to Nie Lingchuan.

Nie Lingchuan hummed, his pride undisguised.

This son-in-law was naturally impeccable, but Nie Lingchuan just didn't want to be too easy on him.

He felt that it was too easy to marry his daughter and he would not know how to cherish it in the future.

Men will never change their hearts because of a woman's identity and status. As a man, Nie Lingchuan understands this too well.

If he behaves badly, the two of them will really not end up in the end in the future. At least others can share half of the gossip with him, so that it won't all fall on his daughter.

In this world, women are inherently more difficult than men.

This is evident just from the aspect of cheating.

The cost of a man cheating is much smaller than the cost of a woman cheating.

As long as they truly love each other and live a good life, his little dislike as the father-in-law is harmless.

It’s not like I really hate Feng Zhan.

When taking wedding photos, it is inevitable that some intimate actions will be arranged.

Nie Lingchuan stood aside, feeling inexplicably depressed as he watched his daughter being held in Feng Zhan's arms.

His precious daughter finally got married.

At this moment, Nie Lingchuan had to face reality.

He never thought of keeping his daughter by his side for the rest of his life, and he was indeed very satisfied with Feng Zhan, his son-in-law.

The only unpleasant thing is that my daughter got married too early.

As soon as she reached the legal age for marriage, she was kidnapped by this brat.

As an old father who loves his daughter dearly, he still gets so angry that his stomach aches when he thinks about it.

Even if it is three to five years later?
After 25 years old, isn't it appropriate to get married at 26 years old?

Call ~
Don't be angry, don't be angry, it's a done deal, just look at it.

On the horizon, the setting sun gradually sinks into the end of the sea, and the last light between heaven and earth merges with the night.

A few stars can be seen flickering overhead, and the setting sun in the distance wishes the world good night.

The two of them stepped barefoot on the soft sand, and the camera not far away chased them, making "click" sounds from time to time.

"Dad looked at me with murderous intent all day today." Feng Zhan intertwined his fingers with hers, and he couldn't help but want to laugh when he thought of his father-in-law's eyes.

Even a little gloating.

Nie Fuyao smiled and said, "Think about your daughter getting married in the future, and you should be able to understand his mood."

Feng Zhan automatically sketched that picture in his mind. After a long while, he sighed: "Our dad is very kind."

Yes, in Feng Zhan's heart, his father-in-law is kind.

He had thought about the possibility just now. If their daughter brought back a son-in-law in the future, he might have to find out how many hairs each of the eighteen generations of the other party's ancestors had.

(End of this chapter)

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