The Reluctant Bride

"Take you to take a wedding photo." Gu Xuewen actually didn't think it was necessary. But Chen Jingru booked the photo studio early and called him once yesterday. Called again this morning. Special reminded him to take Panqing to take wedding photos.

"No need." As long as Zuo Panqing saw him now, he would think of how he threatened him a few days ago. That picture has been lingering in her mind, and she knows that she has provoked a lion.

As long as one is not careful, she doesn't know how she died. This feeling is so bad that she has a resistance to Gu Xuewen.

"My mother has booked a photo studio. I have an appointment with a photographer, if you think it is unnecessary. Go and tell my mother." Gu Xuewen handed the phone to Zuo Panqing: "Call her yourself."

"Gu Xuewen. You—"

"Huh? Xuewen is here?" Wen Xuefeng and Zuo Zhenggang came back at exactly this time, and they were very surprised to see Gu Xuewen: "Come for Panqing?"

"I'll take her to take a wedding photo." Gu Xuewen nodded faintly at Wen Xuefeng: "The studio has made an appointment with the photographer, and Panqing seems unwilling to go."

"Panqing." Wen Xuefeng really didn't know what to do with this daughter: "You kid, why are you still having a temper with Xuewen?"

"Who is having a temper with him?" In the past two days, her parents kept saying good things about Gu Xuewen in front of her, making her ears callous.

"If you don't have one, go." Zuo Zhenggang really feels that this daughter has become less and less conscious recently: "Or do you want us to accompany you?"

"No need, I—" Zuo Panqing glared at Gu Xuewen and nodded bitterly in his clearly implied eyes: "Forget it, let's go."

Ten minutes later, Zuo Panqing got on Gu Xuewen's Hummer. The car drove to the photo studio in the silence of the two.

Printemps photo studio.

The clerk looked at Zuo Panqing and the two sitting in front of them eagerly, took out the booklet and opened it in front of her.

"Mr. Gu, Miss Zuo, this is the newly arrived wedding dress in our shop. You can pick which one you want."

Zuo Panqing looked at the pure white wedding dresses with infinite emotion.

Every woman has a wedding dream in her heart. I hope that one day I can put on a white gauze and marry the man I love deeply. She is no exception, but what she did not expect is. Her wedding was not within her expectations. And the one who took the wedding photos with her was not the one she wanted.

He raised his head and looked at the clerk: "You wedding photos. There should be solo photos too, right?"

"Yes." The clerk didn't quite understand what she meant: "We will have a single photo of the bridegroom and the bride. Of course, most of them are your group photos. You don't need to worry about this.

"..." Who is worried? Zuo Panqing turned a few pages casually, and stopped when he saw one of the wedding dresses.

That wedding dress is very beautiful, with a tube top design, simple and generous style. The tail of the long drag skirt looks a few meters long, and it is covered with bows decorated with white spun yarn.

"I'm going to wear this one." Forget it, regardless of Gu Xuewen, just take it out for a photo shoot.

"Miss Zuo is really insightful. This is our latest model this year. The lace on the tube top is specially made. It matches the figure. If some small details are not satisfied or the whole body is not satisfied, we can still modify it.

"I'm going to change clothes." Zuo Panqing stood up and didn't look at Gu Xuewen sitting next to her from start to finish, as if he didn't exist.

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The second one today. what. Did you send a snail to Xinyue yesterday? I am a little depressed. Can you discuss something? I'm going to be on the shelves. To remind you, just use a monthly pass. Another snail, okay? /151711/151711/15552()