Movie King Dad, your daughter came to you from the countryside.

Chapter 222 Misunderstanding
Chapter 222

"Closer, closer."

Mo Lang found a good scenery and thought he would be able to take beautiful photos.

However, Feng Zhan seems to have the burden of being an "idol". His eyes are obviously full of affection when he looks at his lover, but his body movements are extremely gentlemanly.

"Are you shy?" Mo Lang raised his eyebrows.

If he hadn't remembered that this was his friend's son-in-law, Mo Lang would have ridiculed him.

Therefore, he dislikes taking photos of people the most.

Being too obedient is soulless, and being disobedient makes people irritated. You are really asking for trouble.

Feng Zhan hugged Nie Fuyao, holding her waist with one hand and supporting her back with the other, saying, "It's not that I'm shy, it's that I'm worried about being assassinated."

"..."

Mo Lang suddenly looked at Nie Lingchuan beside him.

The next moment, he got rid of the irritability in his heart, bent his elbows forward, and stabbed him twice in the arm.

"Stop your murderous aura."

If the murderous look in his eyes could materialize, his son-in-law would probably be reduced to a puddle of flesh by now.

Nie Lingchuan frowned and glanced at the watch on his wrist, "I'll go to the third area to have a look."

"Hurry up and leave." Mo Lang hurriedly chased people away.

When Nie Lingchuan left, Mo Lang felt relieved.

He doesn't need to give any advice, this guy Feng Zhan is simply too good at it.

I really don’t want to kiss the bride all the time.

Mo Lang couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach.

He even regretted driving Nie Lingchuan away.

"Kiss me again, I'll be swollen if I kiss again." Mo Lang felt very satisfied after taking a set of photos.

"Brother Mo, here's another one." Feng Zhan bent down, raised Nie Fuyao with one hand, and put it on his shoulder.

Mo Lang found the most beautiful angle and preserved the happy look of the two of them.

Then he said angrily: "Brother, what brother, call me uncle."

From Nie Fuyao's point of view, the contrast between the inside and outside of this man was extremely obvious.

On the surface, he appears to be gentle and bookish, but in reality he is very venomous and does not communicate clearly at ordinary times. Once he gets involved in work, he is simply a devil.

His mouth looked as if it were painted with crane's crown red, and he wanted to use his venomous tongue to make people commit suicide in shame and anger.

That is to say, in front of Nie Lingchuan, Mo Lang tried his best to control his temper.

After today's shooting, Nie Fuyao smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, sir."

Mo Lang felt a chill on his back for no reason, "It's not hard."

Having said that, he probably felt that Nie Fuyao didn't believe it, so he reiterated, "It's really not hard, you guys are very camera-savvy, but I'm still single now, and it makes me feel bad to see you guys kissing each other."

As he spoke, he secretly wiped his sweat in his heart.

He may have been too smooth-sailing in his life, and his temper was difficult to control.

Don't you want to create a bad impression on your little niece?

He didn't find it troublesome.

Nie Lingchuan was one of his few friends, and he would naturally love Nie Fuyao.

It's just a temper that has lasted for many years, and it's hard to change in a short time, but don't scare him.

And he never forces himself to do anything.

Since I agreed to take wedding photos for them, I did so willingly.

"Shake it, uncle has a very explosive temper. He has kept himself as gentle as possible in the past two days. Don't be frightened by uncle's bad temper."

Nie Fuyao: "...No, it's our honor to have Mr. Mo take our wedding photos."

"No, please don't." Mo Lang said, "I'm just a photographer at best. I can't compare with scientists like you. It's my honor to take pictures of you."

After that, Mo Lang walked away quickly, "We'll be here today. We'll meet in the lobby tomorrow. I have something to do with your father, so I'll leave first." Looking at Mo Lang who was almost running away, Feng Zhan understood clearly. He circled his lover's slim waist from behind and said with a smile, "You scared him."

Nie Fuyao: "..."

The conscience of heaven and earth, her thanks were sincere.

When did he become a scourge?
The assistants nearby packed up their things and left quickly, leaving the two of them alone on the beach.

The two hugged each other, quietly watching the sunset completely disappearing into the sea level, and darkness gradually enveloped the land.

The sea breeze blows by, bringing coolness and moisture, and you can even feel a sweet feeling.

"Are you tired?" Feng Zhan lowered his head and kissed the back of her white neck.

Then he let go of her, walked in front of him and bent down slightly, "Come up, I'll carry you."

Nie Fuyao laughed and said, "Okay, where should we go?"

"Undersea restaurant?" It is located in the first area and is built in the sea. You can see the fish and landscape in the sea up close.

"Let's go!"

Feng Zhan carried her to the observation deck, and the two of them arrived in Area [-] through teleportation.

In the bathroom, steam is steaming.

Feng Zhan stood behind the glass door and tapped with his fingers, "Shake, do you want to wash it together?"

Nie Fuyao opened the door, stretched out his hand and pulled the person in.

Before Feng Zhan could do anything, he found that she had already gone out and immediately sank into the bathtub.

Feng Zhan: "..."

Toyed.

"Shaoyao, let's go back to the old house for dinner tomorrow night."

Nie Fuyao opened his eyes slightly, then closed them again, "Meet your parents?"

"Well, my mother is back from a business trip." Feng Zhan didn't expect it to take so long.

"Okay." She definitely wouldn't refuse.

**
Close the house.

Feng Qi was sitting in the living room, watching TV and waiting for his wife.

From four o'clock in the afternoon until now, she stayed in the cloakroom, struggling with her clothes. She had been hesitating for almost an hour, and she still couldn't decide which outfit to wear tonight.

Mother Feng is a beautiful and elegant beauty, but she is independent and independent-minded at heart.

Although her position is not as high as that of her husband, it is definitely not low, and her work ability is particularly outstanding.

"Feng Qi, how do you like this?" Feng's mother stood at the stairs on the second floor, looking at her husband expectantly.

Feng Qi looked up, then stood up and walked to the stairs, looking up at his wife.

"The shawl, isn't it a knitted one? This shawl is a little too solemn. We are having a family dinner, so don't put pressure on the children."

Mother Feng thought about it, and then she turned around and changed into a knitted shawl.

"This is good!" Feng Qi gave his suggestion seriously.

Seeing that it was getting late, I couldn't just wait to go back for dinner. At the very least, I had to sit down and have a good chat with my daughter-in-law. It would be rude to delay any longer.

She had thought about it many times before, but never thought that her son could bring her such a good daughter-in-law.

Compared with some parents who are picky about their daughters-in-law, Feng's mother never bothers about it.

She has always believed in her son's choice and given him the greatest respect and understanding.

In Feng's mother's heart, her son is just a passer-by in one stage of her life, and her husband is the one who has been with her for hundreds of years.

After getting married, the son needs to assume the responsibilities of a man to another woman. As a parent, it also represents the end of a stage.

This is something to be happy about.

When a pair of responsible parents treat their children, their ultimate goal is to "send them out" rather than confine them.

Send him to establish a foothold in society, and send him to another woman to start a new family.

(End of this chapter)