The President's Gossip Wife

163: Jin Cheng’s masculinity People who take couple photos for the first time are always very easy to be fooled. They obviously just want to improve the quality, but in the end they took two sets and three or four series.

It was already dark, and the studio's rule was to select photos after half a month. Pei Jincheng added money, took out the SD card in the camera and inserted it into the computer on the spot, and selected all the photos.

Both of them chose a photo with the same thought.

In the photo are the backs of two people holding hands. The backs of the two are blurred with the aperture of the camera, and the distant scenery is also hazy. Some pieces of charming ginkgo biloba in late autumn turn into spots of light, and one is blurred but blurred. A gray-white path that can still be distinguished, twists and turns from under their hands to the distance, stretching to an endless place...

The focus of the camera is on the hand, and the holding of the two hands is exceptionally clear, vividly above the entire screen.

The woman's fingers are like catkins, with thin white roots. The palm of the man's palm is light honey, two shades darker than the woman's skin tone. The big palm gently wraps the woman's hand, and the fingernails on the woman's hand are well trimmed. tidy.The sleeves are rolled up, and the surface of the watch on his wrist is facing the camera. After zooming in, the time freezes.

The woman's small hand is in the man's hand, only the dark blue tattoo ring on the ring finger is a strong contrast.

Pei Jincheng pointed to the photo on the computer screen, and patted Shen Xuan's butt, "It's so hypocritical, I like it."

Shen Xuan rubbed her butt and nodded, "Good art, I like it."

The photographer who selected the film said with a smile, "This photo is very emotional. It was captured accidentally. I didn't know it would have such a feeling. It seems that good works are often produced inadvertently."

After the photo was trimmed proportionally, it was copied to Shen Xuan's mobile phone on the spot.

...

At night in the city, the charm is like glass, and the brilliance is overflowing. The driver of Shen's family drove like cotton in his ears, and said nothing.

In the back seat, Pei Jincheng looked at Shen Xuan's mobile phone. The screen saver was this photo. He laughed while watching, then turned the phone over and over, hinting, "Hey, this phone I gave you, you Are you satisfied?"

"Very good."

"It's not bad, the photos don't distort in it, and the color is pretty good." Pei Jincheng nodded in satisfaction, glanced at Shen Xuan, saw that she didn't respond, and coughed lightly, "My mobile phone is not as good as yours. "

Shen Xuan shook her head, "Of course, my mobile phone is worth hundreds of thousands. It's all diamonds. Of course, yours can't compare. Thank you, landlord!"

Pei Jincheng returned Shen Xuan's phone to her, and sighed, "My phone fell into the lake, it's really inconvenient."

Shen Xuan suddenly realized, "That's right, hurry up and make up a card, I forgot such an important thing today."

Pei Jincheng bit his lower lip, his face was originally elegant and delicate, this anger was full of arrogance, he glared at Shen Xuan, and said dissatisfiedly, "Shen Xuan! I'm stuck and let Sunny make it up during the day! Do you still need to worry about it? Are you so stingy, my mobile phone dropped into the lake, as my wife, shouldn't you give me one?"

The corners of Shen Xuan's mouth twitched, "If you want me to give you a mobile phone, just say it straight. If you make such a big detour, you will die if you are not hypocritical?"

Pei Jincheng leaned against the car window, raised his chin to look at the night outside the window, snorted lightly, and said, "I said yes, what are you going to do?"

...

Back at Shen's house, Pei Jincheng took the mobile phone bought by swiping Shen Xuan's credit card, inserted a sim card randomly, sent the screensaver photos on Shen Xuan's mobile phone to his own mobile phone via bluetooth, and set it as a screensaver.

While sleeping at night, Shen Xuan was ordered to massage Pei Jincheng's chin, because according to the civil dispute, Shen Xuan was at fault and should bear civil liability.

While massaging, Shen Xuan asked, "Jin Cheng, why don't you grow some beard? The tooth marks are a bit black and bruised. If some beard scum is covered, it will be more delicious?"

Pei Jincheng was lying on the bed with his legs crossed, eating seedless raisins, and frowned, "Wouldn't it be very old to grow a beard?"

Shen Xuan pouted, "No, older men seem to have a sense of vicissitudes. Don't you think older male stars have a special taste?"

"What's the taste?" Pei Jincheng didn't eat the grapes, and locked Shen Xuan's eyes, as if he wanted to see through her. The light in his pupils was so bright and dark that he couldn't see it clearly, but it was real. The breath flowed out, so that Shen Xuan could always feel such a trace of anger.

Shen Xuan stroked Pei Jincheng's chin, and said timidly, "Manly."

"A man with a beard is masculine?" Pei Jincheng sat up, what nonsense logic, is he not manly without a beard?

When Pei Jincheng sat up, Shen Xuan hurriedly withdrew her hand on his chin, moved her hips and stepped back a little, "I just said that a man with a beard looks a little manly, that kind of Rough, a bit wild, don't you... don't you think?"

"do not think so!"

Pei Jincheng finished speaking word by word, and continued to lie down again, he was so angry that he was never used to growing a beard, and liked to have a clean face, but this woman actually likes a man with a beard!

When the woman fell asleep, Pei Jincheng pulled her into his arms, "Do you think a man without a beard is not masculine?"

"No." Shen Xuan felt that when she met Pei Jincheng, most of her IQ and EQ would be short-circuited. It wasn't until he asked her this sentence just now that she felt that he was unhappy about the beard, so she firmly held his arm. Holding the man's arm, he raised his head and said, "I think you have always been manly."

"Really?"

"real."

"Go to sleep then."

.....

Pei Jincheng tilted his chin sideways in front of the mirror, and squinted his eyes to look at his own face in the mirror. After two days of stubble, it really grew back and could cover the teeth marks on his chin.

"Ah Xuan!" shouted, but no one answered him, and called again, "Ah Xuan!"

"Eh!"

"come here."

Shen Xuan entered the bathroom, saw Pei Jincheng watching her, felt contemptuous in her heart, but said gently, "What's wrong?"

"I don't think the stubble is in good shape, will you fix it?"

"You want to stay?"

Pei Jincheng looked at himself in the mirror, still a little uncomfortable, he purposely made his eyes slightly hazy, does this have the sense of vicissitudes she mentioned? "Well, I'm going to the dinner party tonight, and you can help me choose a dress that matches my beard."

Shen Xuan's heart trembled a little. She didn't have the ability to make a matching dress just because of a beard. "Let's go to a stylist to fix it. I don't know how to do it at all. Go to "ya" to choose a dress."

"ya?"

"Well. We have a well-known private order in Haicheng, and the boss is a very tasteful woman."

"Heh, there are beauties in Haicheng, a Qin Feiyu, and a famous beautiful boss."

Shen Xuan was holding a stubble of Pei Jincheng's beard, grabbed it and pulled it, and said, "Don't even think about ya's female boss, Zhuang Yichen's woman is not something everyone can afford."

Pei Jincheng touched the position of the beard that was so painful, and then sneered, "I just mentioned it, so you are so angry and jealous?"

"Do I want to be jealous enough to eat? What's the time?" A Bai Shan lives at home, and she is already jealous to death. If she wants to eat all the non-jealous things outside, she will die in the vinegar vat.

..

"ya", is a well-known private custom-made shop in the high society of Haicheng. It is not a foreign designer. In addition to the things that consumers like, the main reason is that there is a man who supports her behind the female boss.

Shen Xuan sat on the sofa flipping through magazines, waiting for Pei Jincheng to try on the dress.

Qiu Xiaoya had ear-length bobo short hair, a red one-piece skirt, black silk, high-heeled shoes, and was very enchanting. When her beautiful legs stood in front of Shen Xuan, she handed her a cup of coffee, "Fifth Miss, try it."

"Did you soak it?"

"Of course." Xiaoya nodded her chin and asked Shen Xuan to try, "The last time I went to Jamaica with Zhuang Yichen, I made it myself. We did it ourselves from picking it to grinding it into powder. I don't take it from ordinary people. Come out and give her a drink."

Before Shen Xuan left Haicheng, most of her clothes were made in ya, and she was familiar with Xiaoya naturally. The people in Haicheng spoke humorously and eloquently. Shen Xuan took Qiu Xiaoya's coffee and took a sip. It was really good coffee, fragrant and mellow The taste of the coffee hangs in the mouth and can get into the nasal cavity, "Wow, this coffee tastes really extraordinary after being handed by Zhuang Yichen, one of the four young masters of Haicheng."

Xiaoya gave Shen Xuan a sip, and sat down beside her, her black silky legs swayed, "I figured it out, it's for me, if it wasn't for your handsome husband, you thought I would bring it out for you to drink." Is it? Self-indulgence."

Shen Xuan raised her eyebrows, "Hey, tell my husband to sit with you later, and you can give me a can of coffee beans or coffee powder that Mr. Zhuang got."

Xiaoya joked, "Then let him stay with me for one night!"

Shen Xuan is in the world of Haicheng, she is the fifth young lady who was not afraid of the world, and echoed, "Okay!"

"cough!"

"uh-huh!"

The voices of two men rang out from behind the sofa at the same time.

Shen Xuan was shocked.

Xiaoya was shocked.

The breathing of the two women was not normal. There was a tall body pressing down from behind, covering Xiaoya's head, and the man's palm rested on her shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Yao, what did you just say? Who is it?" Accompany you one night?"

Xiaoya turned around and hooked Zhuang Yichen's neck with both hands, "Yichen, why are you here? Where's yoyo?"

"What did I just ask?" The man laughed, but it was dangerous.

Xiaoya immediately pouted her lips, her spiritual eyes flashed, "Miss Wu asked me to give her a can of coffee beans, but I refused. We picked them by ourselves, right? How could you just give it away to someone else? I don't want to give it away. Her, hum!"

Shen Xuan stood up and rubbed the tip of her nose. Qiu Xiaoya's skills were beyond her, and she didn't dare to look at her husband who had already changed into a suit. She should run away.

Just picked up the handbag, but the person was swept into the man's arms like being swept by the wind, the man's voice fell from the top of his head, "My dear wife, is a can of coffee beans really so valuable?"

...Go back to Hangzhou today, pack up and go out, there may not be a second update.What's going on at the dinner party?What does it have to do with Pei Jiashen's family?Look forward to it, my friends!