Divorce: This is a Trivial Matter

Saturday is the time for the wedding photo shoot with the photo gallery. Qi Xiaoyan took Yang Wei out of bed early in the morning. Yang Wei was still dreaming, but she was quite dissatisfied after being awakened. While pinching her hair with her fingers, she complained, "Want to be so anxious, I want to sleep a little longer."

Qi Qi laughed and threw her clothes on her, looking at her and saying, "Of course you are anxious, or do you want to wait until your belly is obvious?"

Yang Wei dragged the clothes he threw over, and frowned at him: "Qi Xiaoyan, you said you wouldn't dislike me!"

Qi Qi smiled and nodded casually: "But I can't guarantee the same for photographers."

龇 Yang Wei made a grimace at him with a grin, before changing clothes.

Breakfast is whole wheat bread prepared by Qi Xiaoyan and a small bowl of porridge. Yang Wei ate halfway and vomited in the toilet. Qi Xiaoyan followed her into the bathroom quickly, took a cup of warm water and squatted beside her, stroking her back with one hand to help her smooth.

Yang Wei rinsed his mouth with clean water after vomiting, turned to look at Qi Xiaoyan next to him, and his big eyes covered with water vapor seemed to be able to drip water in a blink: "I blame you, I'm mad at me in the morning!"

Qi Xiaoyan helped her wipe away the water stains on the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were full of distress: "It's all my fault, the baby has worked hard." He took the mouthwash cup in her hand and held her in his arms and rubbed rub.

Yang Wei was more comfortable after she vomited, and Qi Xiaoyan snorted, and followed him to the dining room. There was some breakfast left, and Qi Xiaoyan helped her refill a glass of lemonade and handed it to her: "Baby, do you still want breakfast?"

Yang Wei thought for a moment: "Well ... I don't want bread anymore, let's finish the porridge."

Wu Qi smiled and said, "Will she vomit again?"

Yang Wei took a sip of lemonade, and the fresh, slightly sour taste covered the disgusting feeling just now: "Should not." She said, took a spoon, scooped a spoonful of porridge, and put it in her mouth. Qi Xiaoyan looked around. Frowning at her, she said, "If you are uncomfortable today, we will reschedule for another time and take another picture next time."

"No, it's the peak wedding time, and the photo gallery is not good for appointments. It is normal for morning sickness, so don't make such a fuss."

薇 Yang Wei had porridge in her mouth, and the words spit out were a bit vague. Qi Xiaoyan didn't speak, but just stepped forward and took her gently in her arms, bent over and kissed her.

This feeling of being treasured as a baby makes Yang Wei's heart a little rippling, the sweetness in her heart overflows, and the corner of her mouth naturally evokes a smile. She knew that Qi Xiaoyan was also very hard during this time. Not only did she take care of all the housework, but she also took care of her carefully.

次 Once she woke up in the middle of the night and found Qi Xiaoyan was not around, she went to the study and looked at it. Qi Xiaoyan was sitting there writing a dissertation. Yang Wei knows that university professors have a number of dissertations and researches each year, not to mention that Professor Qi has always loved writing dissertations. He once told her that Euler writes more than 800 pages of dissertations every year. Even after blindness, he insisted on oral dissertation.

Qi Qi laughed like his idol, and often locked himself in his study for weeks to write a dissertation. Yang Wei used to quarrel with him for this matter, but Professor Qi's enthusiasm for the thesis remains undiminished. Now, in order to take care of myself, do I secretly write while I am asleep at night?

After that day, Yang Wei slept earlier than before. She wanted to wait for Juan Bao to be born. If Professor Qi kept herself in the study room to write her dissertation, she wouldn't go to him anymore.

Qi Qi laughed and did not know that Yang Wei's thoughts had gone so far, but she could not help but remind her when she saw that she was in a daze with a spoon. Yang Wei returned to God, smiled at him, and continued to eat the porridge in the bowl.

Xi and the photo gallery have an appointment time of nine o'clock, Qi Xiaoyan drove Yang Wei to arrive on time.

I was not the one they took the last time, but it was also the famous photo gallery in Dingding City. I heard that all the makeup artists have won awards internationally, and many of the costumes are star celebrities.

Yang Wei enjoyed the treatment of a big star, surrounded by a group of people sitting in front of a mirror, making hair and manicure, and a tall beauty opposite was touching her brow bone.

薇 Yang Wei wants to take a photo here for a certain price. She complains in her heart about Qi Xiaoyan's defeat, and carefully describes to the makeup artist what kind of makeup she wants.

The wedding dress was the one I bought when I got married last year. Yang Wei was very fortunate that she could still wear it. Qi Xiaoyan originally proposed to buy another set, but Yang Wei felt that the wedding dress was too expensive and there was no need to buy it again. The set last year was only worn twice and it was brand new.

When Yang Wei was dressed up, Qi Xiaoyan had been waiting for a long time. Her hair was carefully wrapped around her head and fixed with a delicate barrette. The black hair on the sides of her cheeks was draped freely. Besides her beauty, Yang Wei's face was even smaller.

Qi Qi smiled and said before that Yang Wei was very suitable for wearing white. At this time, the long wedding dresses mopping the floor magnified this beauty to the extreme. Qi Xiaoyan seemed to return to the situation when he first met Yang Wei at the entrance of the Imperial University, and he was instantly moved.

Yang Wei held a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and saw him staring at him dumbly, could not help but waved in front of his eyes. Qi Xiaoyan took her hand, took her aside, and kissed her gently on the forehead: "Baby, you are beautiful today."

The staff around him gave a low laugh, Yang Wei stared at Qi Xiaoyan with a red face and a red face, and broke away from his arms. The stylist held her skirt in her hand and whispered in her ear: "Looking at your husband's appearance, I thought it was a cold route. I didn't expect her mouth to be so sweet."

Yang Wei: "..."

Alas, he does have a high-cold route, but he has recently jumped the frequency.

Yang Wei and Qi Xiaoyan went to the studio on the way, there were female staff secretly discussing Qi Xiaoyan. Qi Xiaoyan is really handsome now. When he stepped out, he would throw away many male stars a few minutes. But such handsome men are their husbands, and they can only sneak a few glances beside them.

薇 Yang Wei's mood now is like the queen who just poisoned Snow White, and she is proud.

When the photographer saw Yang Wei and Qi laughing, they couldn't help but whistle: "Which two models are really not the ones who took the promotional photos?"

Facing the straightforward praise of the photographer, Yang Wei accepted it frankly. There are some simple set props in the studio, such as tables and chairs, and there is a white swing beside it, and some red climbing roses are entwined on it.

Yang Wei would like to sit on the swing to take a picture, but Qi Xiaoyan disagrees. The photographer also repeatedly assured him that the swing is strong and absolutely secure, but still failed to make Qi smile. Yang Wei couldn't sit on the swing and was unhappy, and even took a few photos that looked mad.

The photographer looked at the effect on the camera and looked up to Qi Xiao and said, "Groom Officer, kiss the bride 呗."

Yang Wei was a little embarrassed immediately. She was asked to kiss when she took the wedding photo last time, but she was not very used to kissing Qi Xiaoyan in front of others.

What I didn't expect was that Qi Xiaoyan let go unexpectedly this time, put her in her arms and kissed her head down. He kissed fascinatedly, as if no one was holding the camera and constantly pressing the shutter on them.

The photographer was also a little shocked. He originally wanted the groom to kiss his face and forehead casually. It was unexpected that the two would kiss him here and forget him.

Alas, is he old?

When Xiao Wei was a little out of breath, Qi Xiaoyan let go of her. He looked at her red cheeks, knowing that it was not a blush: "Baby, do you really want to take a picture on a swing?"

"Ok."

"Okay, but you can only sit on it and not move."

Wu Qi finally gave in with a smile, Yang Wei happily kissed him on the face again, and ran to the swing to sit down, but she really did not move. Qi Xiaoyan stood beside her, still holding her waist uneasily. The photographer looked at them for a while, and lowered the camera in his hand. Gone."

Yang Wei: "..."

She almost wanted to cover her face and scream three times.

Soon, the makeup artist went into the studio with several lipsticks. Instead of asking Yang Wei to choose, she asked Qi Xiaoyan, "Sir, what flavor do you like?"

Yang Wei: "..."

She never wants to pass this street again.

Wu Qi smiled and chose the one that looked like strawberry, but it didn't taste anything. The photographer directed them for a while, and felt that there was nothing left for him to play, and proposed: "There is also a small European garden outside. Do you want to go there to take pictures?"

Yang Wei certainly agreed.

The small garden is really small, only about ten square meters, but the painting is very delicate, more than enough for photography. In addition to this small European-style garden, there is also a Chinese-style courtyard in the photo gallery, but Yang Wei and Qi Xiaoyan are not suitable for Chinese dress today, so they did not go there.

There is a European-style round table in the garden, and there are English tea sets and afternoon tea snacks on the table. To Yang Wei's surprise, the snacks on the plate are not props but real.

"Can this be eaten?" She picked up a cute cookie and asked the photographer.

The photographer said behind the camera: "Of course, this is done every day, but I suggest you feed each other."

Yang Wei drew a corner of her mouth, and handed the biscuit in front of Qi Xiaoyan: "Curly, open your mouth."

Qi Qi smiled and looked at her, and really opened her mouth. The moment his pale lips opened, Yang Wei had the illusion that her heart was hooked.

Card 嚓.

The crispy **** cracked between Qi Xiaoyan's lips and teeth, and Yang Wei stared at the tip of his tongue as if his fingertips had been gently licked.

Card 嚓.

This time is the sound of the camera's shutter. The photographer looked at the latest photos and said to them, "The two of you have a great feeling, don't you really consider going into the entertainment industry?"

Yang Wei: "..."

Wu Qi smiled and said, "..."

I tossed a little bit faster, this wedding photo tour is finally over. Yang Wei was exhausted, sitting on the sofa like a dead fish and letting her makeup remover.

The owner of the Xiangxiang Museum diligently found Qi Xiaoyan again, hoping that they could provide the photos to the Xiangguan for promotional photos. He could provide them with a 30% discount and a set of photos for free.

Then, like the boss of last year, Qi Xiaoyan refused expressionlessly.

The photos are still in post-processing. Qi Xiaoyan made an appointment with the photo gallery and took Yang Wei to dinner. Although he still prefers to go home and do it by himself, it is too late now, and Yang Wei is expected to be hungry after waiting.

Yang Wei looked at Qi Xiaoyan to fasten her seat belt and asked him, "The conditions offered by that boss are quite favorable. Why don't you consider it?"

Wu Qi smiled and raised her brow, and said, "That's the wedding photo of the two of us. Do you really want it to be hung outside the photo gallery for people to visit?"

薇 Yang Wei's mouth is tilted, and her beautiful eyes seem to be brightened by the sun: "Of course not."