"Xiaoxiao, this kind of joke cannot be made randomly!"

Yang Weidong once found out that he was so humble, but he really didn't want to lose power. He looked at her with deep eyes and said, "I love you, I really want to go through your life with you!"

Quan Xiaoxiao held his hand and replied, "Weidong, I will try my best to keep up with you!"

"good!"

Yang Weidong laughed, "I will feel at ease with you!"

~~~

In the studio, Quan Xiaoxiao and Yang Weidong stood under the light and faced the photographer's camera. This was her first wedding photo, and she looked at the scene and shy.

"Mrs. Yang, your face is closer to Mr. Yang!"

Through the camera, the photographer saw that Quan Xiaoxiao's face was too far away from Yang Weidong, so he spoke up to remind him.

"oh!"

Quan Xiaoxiao approached Yang Weidong awkwardly. She was called Mrs. Yang by the photographer, and the expression on her face became a little shy.

Yang Weidong held her waist tightly and attached it to her ear and whispered, "Mrs. Yang, don't be shy!"

"Hate!"

Quan Xiaoxiao raised his hand and pounded Yang Weidong's heart. Yang Weidong held her hand and shouted in cooperation, "Oh! My heart! Xiaoxiao, you poach my heart, it is willing to beat for you alone!"

"The more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes!"

Quan Xiaoxiao was amused by Yang Weidong. How could he be the dullest brother in Yang Liya’s eyes? He was clearly the one sent by monkeys to make fun of it!

The photographer pressed the shutter and took a few photos. He looked at the photos he had taken and said, "Yes, Mrs. Yang, your expression looks much softer! We are just taking wedding photos now, and we are not on the battlefield. You don't have to be too nervous and serious!"

The photographer's words made Quan Xiaoxiao laugh, and Yang Weidong also looked smiling.

"Come on, keep keeping the bright smile on your faces. You can talk about some topics at will, just let me take a photo!"

After the photographer adjusted the lights, he began to take pictures. He didn't like to take wedding photos with stiff styles, and he liked to capture the heartfelt smile on people's faces.

“The photographer is so interesting!”

Quan Xiaoxiao turned his head to look at the photographer. Yang Weidong stretched out his hand to hold her chin, turned her face to him, and joked with a smile, "Mr. Yang is even more interesting! You should focus your attention on me!"

Quan Xiaoxiao frowned and made a face, and smiled, "It seems that Mr. Yang is jealous!"

“It’s a must!”

Yang Weidong generously admitted that he was jealous, "Mrs. Yang's eyes are the only ones that can be seen by me! I don't want to be ignored by you!"

The two of them joked easily. Yang Weidong looked at Quan Xiaoxiao and became happier as he smiled, and a strong smile appeared on his face.

The photographer kept taking pictures, and he could see through the lens how a perfect match the bride and groom were. I believe the effect of these photos was very ideal.

"Okay, you can change into another set of clothes!"

When the photographer said that, Quan Xiaoxiao turned his head and looked at Yang Weidong, asking, "Is there another set of clothes?"

"Of course! You don't think taking wedding photos is just a wedding dress!"

Yang Weidong had a doting smile on his face, "Vivian designed a series of dresses for you, with a total of six sets!"

After hearing Yang Weidong's words, Quan Xiaoxiao exclaimed, "Oh my God, six sets? Only wear them once during the wedding? It's so wasteful!"

Although Quan Xiaoxiao was born in the Quan family, she has never liked extravagance and waste. She felt that instead of wasting it, it would be better to donate it to an orphanage.
Chapter completed!