My wife is so sweet

Chapter 459 Trap
But yes, even if he didn't do anything, just stood there, his majesty and momentum made people shy away.

When Yang Chuyue arrived, Big Fatty was already waiting in the shop.

After she changed her clothes, she took pictures directly.

Yang Chuyue looks very beautiful, every movement and stillness are full of scenery.

Fatty kept pressing the camera.

"Okay, take a rest." Fatty waved his hand.

Yang Chuyue immediately got down from the window sill.

In order to take good photos, the windows were wide open, and the cold wind came in from the outside, making Yang Chuyue's face ache.

Even the nose is red.

Although it was covered with a thick carpet, she still felt extremely cold!
"Thank you." Fatty poured her a glass of water, and stuffed the warm water bag into her arms: "Hurry up and warm up."

His face was full of embarrassment.

Originally, he just mentioned it casually, without a blower, he couldn't take pictures with an elegant and fairy effect.

It was very windy outside, but it was too cold, and he was afraid of freezing her.

Unexpectedly, Yang Chuyue said it was okay, and opened the window by herself.

"Sanlang, thank you." Fatty rubbed his hands together.

To help him to this extent for free, there is really no one but Yang Chuyue.

"In the future, if you need help, just ask, and I will be there on call."

Even if she wants him to risk his life to help her, he can.

"Okay, what a big deal, you have to take a look at the photos."

"Oh, good." Fatty is no longer hypocritical.

Some thanks cannot be expressed with words alone.

And true friends don't need those false words, they just need to keep that love in their hearts.

"Sanlang, it's really a pity that you don't want to be a model." Fatty looked at those photos and sighed.

Yang Chuyue is really photogenic, any action taken will be a beautiful photo.

And her face is still natural.

It can be said that it is the grace of God alone.

"As long as you are satisfied." Yang Chuyue drank up the hot water in the cup: "I'm going to change clothes."

"Okay." Fatty didn't lift his head.

The entire studio is divided into two floors, all the dresses are on the first floor, and the changing room is naturally below.

The second floor is the place to take pictures.

The store has not yet opened, the entire two floors, only Yang Chuyue and Dapang are two people.

Yang Chuyue went downstairs with her skirt in hand, and just as she closed the door, someone covered her mouth.

She grasped the other's arm sensitively, and was about to use force when a familiar voice came to her ears: "Chuyue, it's me."

Yang Chuyue let go of her hand: "What are you doing here?"

"You look so good in the wedding dress." Chu Yi said, looking at her.

There was undisguised amazement in his eyes.

In the narrow space, she had nowhere to hide from his gaze, Yang Chuyue's brows were sharp: "Please go out."

Chu Yi's hand grasped her shoulder, the tentacles were cold.

"Why is it so cold?" He frowned.

Yang Chuyue opened the door, trying to push him out, but just as her hand touched the handle, Chu Yi bumped towards her.

When Yang Chuyue was in pain, his legs clamped hers to prevent her from moving around.

Then raise her arms above her head.

The weight of the whole person was on her body.

His head was very close to her, and it looked like he was kissing her from a distance.

"What are you going crazy about?" Yang Chuyue bumped his head hard.

When Chu Yi moved away a little, she kicked him hard, and finally pushed him away with all her strength.

Her wrist was red from his grasp.

(End of this chapter)