love you across light years

Chapter 170 Taking wedding photos
As soon as Nangong Cheng got angry, he directly picked up the bowls of tonic soup in front of him, and drank all of it into his stomach. Anyway, he wasn't the one who was tired!

Jing Ran was dumbfounded, originally he was just trying to trick him, but he didn't expect that he would really drink it. After eating bowls of soup, the man's face became a little angry and flushed.

"Hey, Nangong Cheng, stop drinking."

Her legs are weak!

Nangong Cheng curled up his thin lips, his clear eyes held a smile that was not a smile, anyway, she asked him to drink, so don't try to beg for mercy.

"We start our honeymoon tomorrow."

Nangong Cheng's answer was not what Jing Ran asked, but he said it directly, with a domineering tone that could not be refused.

Jing Ran was stunned, what the hell is honeymoon?Isn't the process of honeymoon only for newlyweds?

"No, I'm too lazy to go."

"very good."

Nangong Cheng gritted his teeth and sharpened his knife. After Jing Ran had finished eating, he stood up and hugged her.

"Nangong Cheng, what are you doing?!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Nangong Cheng directly went upstairs with the princess in his arms, while the servants downstairs covered their mouths and snickered, watching the young master and wife leave.

Jing Ran finally knew that she shouldn't make nourishing soup for Nangong Cheng, because the consequences are all her...

too difficult.

In the beautiful sea area of ​​the West Sea, yachts are swimming on the sea.

"Come on, the bride has a smile."

The photographer was carrying the camera, smiling all over his face, and said to Jing Ran, what a beautiful person, he looks better when he smiles!

Jing Ran was wearing a holy wedding dress, and the fringed skirt made of folded petals lay on the floor, shining brightly under the reflection of the blue sea water.

Nangong Cheng stood beside her, with her big hands gently wrapping her arms around the woman's waist, with a smile on her face, and infinite love in her phoenix eyes.

"Nangong Cheng, did you arrange it on purpose?"

Jing Ran raised his slap-sized face, although it was a question, the tone he used was affirmative.

Said to take her out for honeymoon, on the first day on the yacht, there were several makeup artists around her doing makeup and changing wedding dresses, and the photographer was carrying a super high-resolution camera, facing her and Nangong Cheng.

Is this a wedding photo shoot? !

"Well, we don't have any wedding photos yet."

Nangong Cheng grasped her slender waist, feeling happy, and his right hand began to be dishonest, but it was not too much.

The blue sky and white clouds, the sea breeze, and the beautiful scenery made Jing Ran feel better and his smile brightened.

The wedding photos with the sea as the background, handsome men and beautiful women, the camera records the interaction between Nangong Cheng and Jing Ran one by one, which is pleasing to the eye.

In the deep sea area, large seabed animals are also appearing.

A dolphin jumped up and made a call from the deep sea, which was ancient and long.

The photographer had an idea and hurriedly asked Nangong Cheng and Jing Ran to stand beside the yacht and take a series of perfect wedding photos with leaping dolphins as the background.

"so beautiful!"

Jing Ran has bright eyes and bright teeth, and a radiant smile. Although Nangong Cheng doesn't have a big expression, the faint affection between his brows is still intoxicating.

The yacht crossed the sea and arrived at their destination, the romantic Paris.

French architectural style, European and American styles prevail, and bustling neon lights can be seen everywhere. Nangong Cheng and Jing Ran took a special car to the pre-booked luxury suite.

After getting off the car, Jing Ran and Nangong Cheng walked into the hotel side by side, and a couple walked towards each other with an intimate posture. The man embraced his girlfriend, and his laughter was contagious.

Nangong Cheng stopped in his tracks and glanced at Jing Ran beside him. The distance between the two was ten centimeters. He pursed his thin lips tightly and pulled him over.

"I think it's warmer this way."

Jing Ran glanced at him inexplicably, feeling a little uncomfortable being restrained by him:

"27 degrees, are you cold?"

(End of this chapter)