My Third Gentleman

Chapter 721 His Wushuang (1)

When he arrived at Su's parking lot, as soon as the car stopped steadily, he called Wushuang. No one answered him the first time, and he was not picked up until the second time.

"Hey, Mu Jinchen? This is Su Ran. Shuangshuang is still taking pictures. You can come directly. We are here in the studio. I will explain to the front desk girl to bring you up. That's it."

Listening to the busy tone of "beep..." coming from the headset, Mu Jinchen found that he didn't even have a chance to speak, so he was hung up again.

He sighed softly. The fiancée of Young Master Jun's family was really happy. The problem was that her happiness was based on the unhappiness of others.

Mr. Mu said he was very depressed, but he really admired Jun Xiang.

He pulled out the key and got out of the car. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the flowers and plants in the trunk. After a careful look, he found that there seemed to be a small sapling on the very edge.

He was startled for a moment, and his heart was even more depressed. He couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. Is the sapling considered a flower? When did you move in?

He shook his head and got out of the car with a light sigh.

Su Ran's work is pretty reliable. When Mu Jinchen followed the receptionist in the lobby to the studio, Wushuang pretended to be facial paralysis in the studio. After dozens of dents, she felt that she was going to be facial paralysis.

"The left side is a little lower... OK, the chin is a little too high, eh, yes, beautiful! Another one, holding the chin gently with your hands, um, yes, that's it, great..."

When Mu Jinchen stood in front of the reflector, a professional photographer was teaching Wushuang concave shape.

Wushuang, in a black embroidered retro cheongsam, followed the photographer's orders in various poses, and Mu Jinchen's breath was suffocated.

He had never seen such a Wushuang. The close-fitting black cheongsam showed her beautiful figure, and also brought out her mysterious, noble, and glamorous temperament. He never knew Wushuang had such a side, she was graceful , Gentle, pleasant... is the most fascinating typical of Eastern women.

But at this moment, she is another kind of style, and this style also attracted him deeply. That dignified face was the singer girl who fell into the dust to make a living in old Shanghai in the 1930s. Ran is noble, he loves Wushuang this kind of thing that is inscribed from the appearance to the bones, which is born and cannot be disguised.

"How is it? My house is beautiful, right?"

Seeing Mu Jinchen looked a little surprised, Su Yue took the initiative to approach him with his hands.

"good looking."

Such a question can be answered without even thinking about it, and he actively ignored her saying "my family", his Wushuang is naturally unparalleled in the world.

Su Ran raised her hand and squeezed her small chin. "I didn't even think that she could appreciate the artistic conception so well. It's not like a newcomer who took a hard photo for the first time."

Mu Jinchen was just dazzled by the pile of flowers and plants, and then he remembered a big problem, why would Wushuang be in the camera studio and why would he take these photos?

He thought so and asked so.

"Naturally speaking for me, I want the entire fashion industry to discover the beauty of my home."

Su Ran said to herself, completely ignoring Mu Jinchen’s cold face. He was surprised at first and did not consider the details. Now, if you look closely, the cheongsam is directly open to your thigh, and the stiletto heels of the same color will be unparalleled. The long, straight legs of white tenderness are completely exposed and more perfect.

(End of this chapter)