‘In a moment, the memory has passed; a light year, forever...’, the ringtone broke the tranquility in the room, awakening Xiao Feng in his sleep...:

Xiao Feng half opened his eyes, reached out and touched his face, his face full of entanglement. How could he do this? After sleeping last night, as he thought, Teacher Cang reappeared, scoring twice, third, and fourth and fifth, which made him weak all over and cold hands and feet.

This situation has never happened before. Xiao Feng wondered whether he should abandon Teacher Cang and stop loving her? If he followed her squeezing method, it would probably take a few days to lose his face and lose his skin and lose his sperm.

"Hello?"

"Brother Feng, the photo studio has already arranged it. When will you let them come and take a wedding dress?"

"Oh, I'll call the Demon Knife later."

"Hehe, Brother Feng, what did you do last night? Why are you weak? Are you eight times a night?" Feng Long smiled jokingly.

Xiao Feng was speechless, sister, even when she was eight times a night, she was not so physically and mentally exhausted! "More than ten times a night, haha. Okay, I'll take them there later. Which studio is it in?"

"Dream Paris, the best in Jiuquan."

"Okay." Xiao Feng nodded: "Nine o'clock, let's meet."

"Okay, I'll wait for you. Hey, Brother Feng, keep playing and don't bother." Feng Long hung up the phone with a smirk.

Xiao Feng threw down his phone, feeling a little depressed: "Sister, I have had Teacher Cang five times in one night, this is nonsense enough! Even more nonsense, it's still in my dream!" He turned his head and looked at the notebook that had been on standby, and sighed, "I will definitely not appreciate Teacher Cang at night in the future!

Xiao Feng lay down for a while, then got up, got dressed, washed, and went downstairs to eat the breakfast prepared by Lin Lin. Finally, he said hello to Ding Ding, who was bored in the room and studied antiques, and drove out of the villa.

When he went out, he called the Demon Knife and asked him to take the Flame Girl to Dream Paris to take his wedding dress. On the way, Feng Long told Xiao Feng that he was introducing him to a friend. Xiao Feng was quite strange, a friend? I believe that the person who can be Feng Long's friends is not an ordinary person, right?

When Xiao Feng arrived in Meng Paris, he saw Feng Long standing in a Mercedes-Benz waiting. Beside him, there was a young man with a bald head standing, next to him was a cool yellow sports car.

"Brother Feng!" Feng Long saw Xiao Feng coming, quickly stepped forward, opened the car door, and greeted him.

When Zhou Bing saw this scene, he narrowed his eyes. Who is Xiao Feng? The dignified young master of Feng actually went to open the car door for him!

Xiao Feng jumped out of the car with a cigarette in his mouth and looked at Feng Long with a smile: "Boy, you're so busy opening the car door. If you don't come to be a parking guy, it's a waste."

"Uh, Brother Feng, stop being funny. In Jiuquan, there are definitely no more than five people who can ask me to open the car door for him." Feng Long said with a wry smile.

Xiao Feng knew that Feng Long was not exaggerating. Although the Feng family ranks seventh, even if the helmsman of the Xia family, Feng Long could not be so stupid as to open the car door for him!

As a person at their level, every move represents not himself, but the power behind him. Feng's family is lower than the Xia family? Obviously, Feng will not admit this, let alone please the Xia family.

"Brother Feng, I'll introduce you to a friend." Feng Long pointed at Zhou Bing: "This is the eldest son of the Zhou family, Zhou Bing. Zhou Bing, this is my eldest brother, Xiao Feng."

Xiao Feng's heart moved, the Zhou family from the ten directions? "Haha, hello." After saying that, he stretched out his right hand.

Zhou Bing looked at Xiao Feng for a few times, then quickly reached out and held it: "Hello, Brother Feng, I often hear Mr. Long mention you."

Zhou Bing's posture was very low, not as arrogant as the eldest sons of the family. Xiao Feng looked at the smile on Zhou Bing's face, his mouth slightly raised, and it turned out to be a smiling tiger! "Haha, what did the big dragon mention me?"

"Of course it's how powerful Brother Feng is, haha!" Zhou Bing laughed loudly, with a full of intimacy on his face.

Feng Long shrugged, this smiling tiger always greets people with a smile, stabbing him in the back! "Brother Feng, where is the demon sword and the others?"

"It should be here soon." Xiao Feng said with a smile.

As soon as Xiao Feng finished speaking, a black bullet roared and stopped beside the Mercedes-Benz. The door opened, and the demon sword and the flame girl jumped out of the car at the same time and walked towards Xiao Feng.

"Brother Feng!" The demon sword and the flame girl greeted Xiao Feng.

Zhou Bing stared at the Demon Sword and the Flame Girl, and was shocked. Master! Are these two people Xiao Feng’s subordinates?

"Haha, demon sword, flame girl, are you excited to take wedding photos today?" Xiao Feng patted the two of them on the shoulders and joked.

The demon knife shrugged: "Sure it."

The flame girl's reaction was much more distorted, after all, this was the first time. "I was very excited."

"Haha, let's go!" Xiao Feng laughed: "The handsome man and the beautiful woman are, the effect of the photo is absolutely amazing!"

Meng Paris's general manager got the news and came out now: "Half Long, Bing Shao, the newlyweds who are taking wedding dresses, have they arrived?"

Feng Long nodded: "Well, it's them both." As he said that, he pointed to the Demon Sword and the Flame Girl.

The general manager looked along his fingers and touched the demon sword's face, and couldn't help but feel shocked. This man is too weird, right? Is there a tattoo on his face?

"Please please!" The general manager felt the cold gaze of the demon sword, woke up suddenly, and said respectfully.

Meng Paris is worthy of being the leading studio in Jiuquan. There are quite a few people preparing to come here to take wedding photos.

Xiao Feng's eyes fell on a girl walking by in a wedding dress, a little stunned, and Lin Lin's appearance in her mind appeared in her mind. Her originally pure and beautiful face may be even more charming against the white wedding dress!

"Brother Feng, Brother Feng, you're leaving." Feng Long shouted hurriedly when he saw Xiao Feng stop.

Xiao Feng then recovered and smiled: "I suddenly want to get married."

"Ah?" Feng Long was startled, "Who are you?"

"Lin Lin." Xiao Feng did not hesitate. Although there were many women who had an ambiguous relationship with him, such as Hollywood stars, world-class female tycoons, etc., Lin Lin was the only one who could make him urge to get married.

Feng Long grinned: "Then let's get married! But if you get married, I'm afraid many women will be sad and crying, and they will die, right?"

Xiao Feng slapped Feng Long: "Damn it, let's make fun of Brother Feng, right? Let's go, don't delay the shooting of Demon Knife and Flame Girl."

The general manager took five people into a photography room and introduced it: "This is the best photography room in Paris. We will take a few photos here first, and then go out for the outdoor scene! The plane is ready and can take off at any time. Today we will go to many places to take out the outdoor scene, ensuring that this set of wedding photos is beautiful and perfect!"

Xiao Feng sighed inwardly that this studio is quite rich, and it actually has a special plane to pick up the outdoor scene. This is great, one day is enough for the shooting.

"This is JR, the best photographer in Dream Paris!" The general manager pointed to a man with a strange look and introduced him.

Xiao Feng looked at him a few times and said, "It's too bad, right?" The shape of the head made him want to beat him up."

"jr, take a few indoor pictures first, and then go out to take pictures of the outdoor scene! Hurry up and you must finish it today!" The general manager looked at JR and said with a smile.

JR did not respect the general manager much and nodded casually: "Well, I understand!" After saying that, he pointed to the demon sword and the flame girl: "You two go to make up! Xiaoy, you take them there."

The demon sword and the flame woman looked at each other, and their eyes were filled with happiness. Following a yellow-haired young man, he walked into the dressing room.

Xiao Feng sat on the chair, waiting quietly with a cigarette in his mouth. He found that this jr had a weird temper. But after thinking about it, it was normal for such a talented elite to have a weird temper at all!

Nearly half an hour, Xiaoy came out with the demon sword and the flame girl who had put on makeup and changed into clothes. JR looked up at the demon sword a few times and shook his head: "What is this tattoo on your face? Is the dog's tail flower? If you shoot, it will affect the overall beauty. Xiaoy, go find a piece of artificial leather to stick it to his face."

The happiness in the demon sword's eyes disappeared instantly, turning into two cold eyes as cold as a knife, shooting towards JR. But when he thought of something, he dissipated his murderous intent and nodded: "Okay."

The flame woman was about to get angry, but was caught by the demon knife: "Yan, we should be happier today! He is a professional and his words should make sense."

Xiao Feng just watched and did not express his opinion.

Feng Long didn't even speak when he saw Xiao Feng, and he wouldn't be the first to be a leader.

Zhou Bing stared at Xiao Feng, wanting to see what he reacted. However, what disappointed him was that Xiao Feng's smile did not diminish at all, and no other emotions could be seen!

Xiaoy brought artificial skin and stuck it on the demon knife to his face. After tidying up, he couldn't tell the difference.

JR looked at it a few times and nodded: "Well, it's okay! Come on, go up to the stage and stand! Xiaoy, follow my command to change the background." As he said that, he picked up the camera and prepared to take a photo.

Xiaoy reminded the demon sword and the flame girl about her posture, where to put her hands, what expressions should be on her face, etc.

Although Demon Sword and Flame Girl are usually extremely strong, they can only listen to people's tricks at this time. If you make a smile, you will be a smile, and if you make a ghost, you will be a ghost, which makes a ghost. However, this depression is quickly defeated by happiness.

"Release your arm, yes, that's it! Smile your face, smile a little louder!" jr kept directing.

"Brother, I said that this posture would be too vulgar? I feel so stupid!" The demon knife suddenly put down his arm and looked at JR and said.

jr frowned: "Are you a photographer or I a photographer? I said you can do whatever you want!"

"But you can't be too stupid!" The demon sword also frowned.

jr was furious: "You can go and find a fool's photo! If you ask me to take photos, you have to listen to me and know if you know!"

The demon knife took a deep breath, tried hard to restrain the urge to twist his neck, and nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you!" After saying that, he raised his arm and made the action he asked for.

"Your sister, will you pose? You raise your hand, what are you doing?" jr put down the camera and pointed at the demon knife and said angrily.

The demon knife fist made a crisp sound, but finally he held it back and set up his pose again: "Is this OK?"

"I didn't ask you to speak, shut up!" jr raised the camera and said angrily.

The flame woman was furious and was about to have an attack when she saw the demon knife shaking her head: "Dear, please take wedding photos with happiness!"

"Who should I show you with my face? Smile! Sister, can you not smile so much? Don't smile at your husband, so you can't be more natural?" JR put down the camera again and slapped the table and said.
Chapter completed!