she caused the gods to fall

The ground is icy, and it is easy to slip and fall if you walk fast.

Shen Daiyi felt the soles of her feet slipping, if Song Qingyan hadn't hugged her, she might have a bum on her birthday.

She just got excited and wanted to take a walk in the snow.

Chen Li, who was behind the light bulb, saw such a scene.

The umbrella fell to the ground and rolled a few times.

Shen Daiyi wrapped her arms around Song Qingyan's neck.

Song Qingyan put his hands around her waist: "What are you doing so fast?"

Shen Daiyi said softly: "If you don't chase me, will I run away?"

Song Qingyan had nothing to say, and his tone contained a hint of indulgence: "Okay, blame me."

Shen Daiyi raised her head.

Song Qingyan reached out to brush the snowflakes off her clothes and hat.

Those eyes were like washed obsidian, with a lustrous luster, and the mole at the end of the eyes was attractive, and a snowflake fell on her eyelashes, those eyes were more beautiful and lively.

His Adam's apple rolled, and suddenly he held her face, lowered his head, and kissed her eyes.

Shen Daiyi's breathing couldn't help but stagnate.

She just felt that the softness of the corners of her eyes made her heart beat too fast like she was on a roller coaster.

Her eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, and the snowflakes had already melted into water, dripping down.

Chen Li, who had just picked up the umbrella, found that Mr. Song was after kissing his wife.

I can't help but sigh in my heart, this scene is as beautiful as watching a movie scene.

His breath, falling on her skin, was numb.

The man's thin lips left the tear mole, and his fingertips rubbed the tear mole carefully, as if he still wanted to say more.

Shen Daiyi spat out three words: "You fouled."

Song Qingyan's voice was lazy but direct enough: "I couldn't hold back, I was seduced by Mrs. Song's beauty."

Shen Daiyi: "..." So, you are lustful!

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Shen Daiyi's birthday is celebrated with the Shen family every year, but this year is different, the two families celebrate her birthday together.

Just have dinner at a restaurant outside.

The only pity is that Gu Jiazhi can't come back to celebrate her birthday this year.

Shen Daiyi invited Zhou Qing and Zhou Wanwan to have dinner together, and they would all bring their husbands to participate.

It's still early for dinner, and Shen Daiyi has a habit of taking a group of photos for her birthday every year as a souvenir.

So, she is currently in a photography studio, and the stylist who has made an appointment in advance has been waiting for a long time. At this time, she is doing makeup.

Shen Daiyi was afraid that Song Qingyan would be bored: "Actually, you don't need to accompany me, at least three or four hours before I finish."

He must be busy. Instead of waiting here for her, he might as well go to work.

"I can stay with you as long as I want."

"I was afraid you would be bored."

"Shen Daiyi, I won't be bored waiting for you, I'm willing to wait as long as I want."

What Song Qingyan said in his clear and cold voice was charming and lingering, as if he would not give up until he teased her so much.

Shen Daiyi raised her red lips slightly: "Then just wait."

Song Qingyan suddenly said: "Our wedding photos haven't been taken yet."

The wedding date has been officially finalized, it is May NO.20.

The wedding has been in preparation. Not surprisingly, one of the wedding dresses will be completed in the middle of next month.

When the wedding photos were mentioned suddenly, Shen Daiyi didn't react.

Although she was angry and mentioned divorce, she gave up the idea after the two resolved the misunderstanding.

However, Song Qingyan's recent pursuit almost made her forget that the two are also legal couples now.

If she lets go and agrees to his pursuit, after the two are officially together, will she accompany him to fulfill the husband and wife obligations?

Thinking of this, Shen Daiyi's cheeks were smudged with a light blush before she applied blush.

Song Qingyan asked: "What style do you like?"

Shen Daiyi: "I like them all."

Song Qingyan: "We'll shoot when the weather gets warmer."

Shen Daiyi: "OK."

Makeup took about an hour.

Shen Daiyi put on the little skirt that Gu Jiazhi bought for her. It was a black pearl chain suspender skirt, and the skirt was also inlaid with small pearls. Under the light, the skirt was shiny and had a low neckline. It was matched with a white lace pearl underwear. Can't stop the woman's seductive snow-white arc.

Shen Daiyi put on a shawl, with slits on the skirt, her long fair legs looming, pearls matched her beauty, showing nobility and elegance.

The photographer and stylist gave Meng Kua a compliment: "Miss Shen, you are so pretty."

Shen Daiyi was praised for her beautiful mood, but her eyes fell on the handsome and luxurious man on the sofa.

"Am I pretty?" She blinked.

Song Qingyan's black eyes were deep: "It looks good."

Shen Daiyi is satisfied.

Her voice became even softer: "Song Qingyan, hold my high heels for me."

Shen Daiyi changed her clothes, sat on a chair, and put on earrings.

The pair of shoes were still in the bag, and they were placed at Song Qingyan's feet.

Song Qingyan: "Come here by yourself."

???

As a suitor, shouldn't you be responsive?

Besides, it's just a little thing.

Minus points.

Points must be deducted.

After Shen Daiyi put on the earrings, she walked up with a little emotion.

When she was holding up the hem of her skirt to get the shoes, Song Qingyan pulled her into his lap and sat down.

Shen Daiyi complained: "What are you doing? I asked you to get my shoes and you didn't."

Song Qingyan took the shoes.

There are also pearls on the shoes, which are a complete set with the clothes, about six or seven centimeters.

"I mean, come here, I'll dress you."

"..."

The woman's toes are pink and white, and she is wearing slippers provided by the photography studio.

Song Qingyan took off the slippers and put her on the high heels slowly.

"I'll take a picture for you."

"?"

"With a lot of movement, this skirt will show."

And the photographer is a man.

Shen Daiyi paused: "When did you learn photography?"

"I learned a little bit when I was abroad." Song Qingyan said calmly.

In fact, the photographer, Shen Daiyi, has worked with him several times, and suddenly became Song Qingyan. She is not used to it, and her movements are unnatural.

In the entire studio, it was just the two of them.

Shen Daiyi believed that Song Qingyan was a professional, no matter what he did, no one would question his strength.

"Mrs. Song, are you shy?"

Shen Daiyi was indeed a little bit, especially when his eyes fell on her, she felt weak all over.

"I'm afraid the action is too sexy, and you can't control it." Shen Daiyi played with the little pearls on her clothes, trying to be aggressive: "Besides, you drove them away, there are only two of us in the studio, who knew you would Won't you do anything to me?"

Song Qingyan was adjusting the camera at first, when he heard this, he smiled lightly: "It seems a little exciting to belittle Mrs. Song here."

Shen Daiyi's body tightened, she watched Song Qingyan put down the camera, and slowly approached her.

Shen Daiyi couldn't help becoming nervous: "Are you serious?"

However, Song Qingyan just knelt down and straightened her messy hairstyle: "Mrs. Song, if the filming isn't over, I'll be serious."