Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan furrowed his brows deeply and he was rarely at a loss.

When thinking about him, the president of the Jiang Group, the most outstanding son of the chairman of the Jiang family, even had a daunting look.

"Where can I shoot without going to the studio?"

"Hahaha, don’t you know it? Of course you go outdoors when you take wedding photos these days. It’s best to go to places like spring all year round, or the sea, beach, forest, ancient alleys of pavilions, or go abroad to Paris. It’s a place like the Netherlands where there are lots of flowers and plants, or Venice will do, right? How beautiful is the water city?"

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan pressed his lips vigorously, but still didn't say a word.

Seeing that he had taken heart, Yannian stopped joking, "It's okay, I understand straight men, and I understand generation gaps, and the same is true in the photo studio. It happens that the weather is cold and I don't want to travel far."

Get out of the car after speaking.

As he walked, he covered his mouth and laughed, and his little shoulder trembled.

Fortunately, she thought about what important things Jiang Beiyuan would take her to do all night, but she didn't expect to take wedding photos.

Seeing that he looked serious, as if he was about to go to battle to kill the enemy, she thought he wanted her to be a spy and sneak into another company.

The shop manager, makeup artist, and costume artist of the photo studio have been waiting at the door for a long time for today's distinguished guests.

Jiang Beiyuan spent a lot of money today. Both the makeup artist and the costume artist are at the first-class level in the city. The store manager also dismissed all the customers who made the appointment today. The huge photo studio is only responsible for the new couple Jiang Beiyuan and Yannian. Wedding photographs.

The costume designer prepared six sets of clothes for Yannian as requested by Jiang Beiyuan.

The first set is a wedding dress.

The white tube top wedding dress, the finest material, the waist section, the long fishtail underneath, the skirt is inlaid with a circle of star-like sequins, the transparent design is just right, which can perfectly highlight the woman's figure.

Yannian was taken by two makeup artists to the dressing room to change clothes.

Jiang Beiyuan changed his suit very quickly, and leaned against the wall, quietly waiting for Yannian to come out of the locker room.

He is tall, well-proportioned, and has a perfect temperament. He is leaning against the wall as he is now, copying his pocket with one hand, and showing a bit of aristocratic temperament in his laziness, which attracts the attention of the shop assistants.

Several small shop assistants looked at Jiang Beiyuan, then whispered to each other, with red hearts, only dared to talk in a low voice about the face of this famous grass.

Five minutes later.

Yannian came out with the help of the costume designer.

The dresser let go of his words and went to the back to tidy up her long skirt on the ground.

"Hey, look at your beautiful wife!"

Yan Nian beckoned to Jiang Beiyuan in front of her, with bright eyes and white teeth. She was slim and slim, with delicate eyebrows and picturesque agility. The girl's playfulness and cuteness were flowing between her eyebrows.

Jiang Beiyuan looked at her for an instant.

Amorous feelings.

These four words were the first to pop out of my mind.

Suddenly, I felt that these four words were used on her at this moment, and there was no sense of disobedience.

"How about Teacher Jiang?"

Yan Nian turned around in front of Jiang Beiyuan, more than a scissors hand.

"Well, it's beautiful."

He gently curled his lips, his voice was deep and sweet, and his eyes were full of appreciation and infatuation.

I thought about her appearance in a wedding dress during the previous press conference.

There is even earlier.

Back in high school, he also thought about how she would wear a wedding dress for him one day.

That year, he was eighteen years old.

He is now twenty-eight.

In five days, it will be twenty-nine.

Time flies quickly without knowing it.