When an old pervert marries a young workman

Su Yao got off the plane in a daze, and was grabbed by Qin Xiangyuan as soon as he stepped onto the gangway.

The photographer who had been waiting for a long time on the tarmac shouted: "Su Yao, look here! Smile!"

Su Yao habitually showed a standard smile.

The photographer continued to shout: "Get closer!"

Qin Xiangyuan hugged Su Yao's waist, lowered his head and kissed Su Yao's forehead gently.

The photographer excitedly captured this scene and shouted: "Boss Qin's lens is so expressive!"

Su Yao asked blankly: "What kind of promotional photos are you taking? Are you out of the closet?"

Qin Xiangyuan simply kissed Su Yao's small mouth.

The photographer behind them immediately happily snapped this close-up of the kiss.

Qin Xiangyuan said: "When taking wedding photos, didn't you keep telling us that our marriage is not formal enough? This time we will make it up."

When they got married, they were hasty and crazy. Qin Xiangyuan, like a mountain king who robbed the women of the people, went to get the marriage certificate with the poor and dazed little Su Yao.

Su Yao kept muttering about this matter, saying that it was not formal or romantic.

This time, Qin Xiangyuan gave Su Yao all the romance.

The wedding photos were taken from noon to night, and Su Yao was forced to show her full professionalism and present her best state in front of the camera.

Qin Xiangyuan was in high spirits throughout the whole process, his suit sleeves bulging out of his muscles, and he hugged the 1.7-meter-eight Su Yao in a circle in a circle.

Su Yao blushed and hugged Qin Xiangyuan's neck vigorously: "I'm not wearing a wedding dress again! Stop spinning around!"

After taking the last set of night scenes, Su Yao was already tired and yawned in Qin Xiangyuan's arms.

Qin Xiangyuan waved at the photographer: "Come on, take a picture of this."

So Su Yao lying in Qin Xiangyuan's arms and yawning like a cat was also captured in the camera.

The French vineyards are filled with a sweet aroma, Su Yao bit the yogurt straw in a daze, and murmured: "You really can make a fuss, just take a wedding photo..."

Qin Xiangyuan said: "That's not the most important thing."

Su Yao murmured: "Then... what... is the most important..."

But he was really exhausted, and before he finished drinking the yogurt straw, he snored a little.

Su Yao had a dream.

He dreamed of when he and Qin Xiangyuan had just met.

With an old face, the old man hugged him stiffly from the ground, the arc of his mouth seemed to be mocking his childish scheming.

He was really ashamed at that time.

But the old pervert is not a bad person, he is a very good pervert. Although he looks domineering like his father, Su Yao doesn't dislike such a life at all.

He can also sneak out to play, eat potato chips and play games secretly, and enjoy fighting wits with control freaks and old perverts.

With a smile on the corner of Su Yao's mouth, she fell asleep until she woke up naturally.

When he woke up, Qin Xiangyuan was not by his side.

In a daze, Su Yao went to the bedside table and touched the switch of the curtain.

The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were slowly opened, the Mediterranean sun fell on the face, flowers were piled up outside the window, and a huge hot air balloon slowly descended from the sky.

Qin Xiangyuan in a suit and leather shoes stood on the hot air balloon and called him with a smile: "Come out."

Su Yao hurriedly got off the bed: "I, I, I, I haven't changed my clothes yet!"

Qin Xiangyuan said: "Come here, I can't wait."

Su Yao had no choice but to run out in her pajamas and slippers, rubbing her eyes sleepily in her pajamas: "I will never let myself into the camera like this!"

Qin Xiangyuan leaned over and carried Su Yao into the hot air balloon: "There won't be any cameras today, you belong to me alone."

Su Yao had goosebumps all over her body, and was moved and panicked: "Are you reciting lines?"

Qin Xiangyuan paused.

Zhou Li in the central control room rubbed his forehead helplessly, and said into the microphone, "Boss Qin, can you take off?"

Qin Xiangyuan said, "Yes."

Of course he was reciting his lines.

Such crude words don't exist in the old man's lexicon at all.

The hot air balloon slowly rose into the sky. Su Yao yawned, rubbed his eyes, and lay down on the fence to look down.

He remembered that when he came here, it was a vineyard.

But as the hot air balloon slowly ascended, more scenery was revealed.

On the hillside behind the vineyard, there is a huge rose garden, and the bright red roses occupy most of the gentle hills.

White roses are interlaced among the red roses. Looking down from the sky, the white roses are vulgar and the words "marryme" appear on the ground.

The four corners of the subtitle are also dotted with a small heart pattern composed of a little pink roses.

This boundless rose garden is magnificently beautiful, but also has the clumsy gaudyness of a middle-aged man.

Su Yao stopped breathing.

this... this is...

The old pervert really...really wants to be in the [-]-acre rose field...

Su Yao has always felt that she is no longer a child, let alone the heroine Mary Su who likes big scenes in sand sculpture love novels.Maybe it was coquettish, maybe it was a joke, Qin Xiangyuan did not hesitate to help him realize the desire he mentioned casually.

The hot air balloon floated slowly over the rose garden.

Qin Xiangyuan coughed lightly, and knelt down on one knee holding the small sapphire blue box: "I'm sorry, Yaoyao, I was too impatient in the past. But we still have time, dating slowly, getting closer slowly, starting from holding hands, at eight hundred Propose in a hot-air balloon in the rose field of my mother's mother. So...so...would you like it?"

Su Yao tremblingly opened the small box, and the [-]-carat pigeon eggs made his eyes hurt.

The romance that Su Yao's two-year-old boy yearned for was filled with love, he giggled, and shouted with red eyes: "Don't recite your lines, I feel so uncomfortable listening to it!"

Qin Xiangyuan said, "Are you willing?"

The hot air balloon stopped over the rose garden and descended slowly.

Qin Xiangyuan said fiercely: "If you don't answer before the hot air balloon hits the ground, I will let you have a second child here!"

With tears in her eyes, Su Yao burst out laughing, and stretched out her hands: "Which one should I wear? Put it on for me quickly!"

The smell of roses was terrible, and the slightly salty sea breeze from the Mediterranean caressed her cheeks, reminding Su Yao of the taste of sea salt cheese milk cap.

Qin Xiangyuan grabbed his thin white fingers, eagerly put on the huge pigeon eggs, leaned over and kissed him twice.

The hot air balloon slowly landed in the middle of the flower field.

Qin Xiangyuan held Su Yao's hand tightly, and said seriously, "Are you satisfied with what you saw?"

The hair on Su Yao's back stood on end: "???"

Qin Xiangyuan took a deep breath and said nervously, "If you are satisfied, should you call me husband?"

Qin Xiangyuan had been thinking about the fact that the little cat kept calling him Mr. Qin, and finally realized it in Su Yao's little mood.

A sense of ritual, the relationship between him and Su Yao has always lacked a sense of ritual.

So he arranged this nasty and luxurious marriage proposal scene, and tried his best to make up for the vacancy in Su Yao's heart.

His cat is too small, the relationship between two people requires more effort from him as an adult.

Now that the ceremony is over, he has worked so hard to prepare secretly for so long, the little cat should call her husband sweetly and softly, right?

Su Yao stared at him blankly, and after a long silence asked in a low voice, "Who wrote your lines?"

Qin Xiangyuan didn't know: "It was arranged by Zhou Li, what's the matter?"

Su Yao said: "He must like to read sand sculpture love novels with Bai Qingqi very much, and he will not be older than 15 years old."

Zhou Li in the central control room rubbed his forehead and said, "Boss Qin, I'm sorry that I didn't do my job well."

Qin Xiangyuan said: "It's okay, Yaoyao likes it very much, right?"

Su Yao blushed and hummed twice.

Qin Xiangyuan hurriedly put his ear close to Su Yao's mouth: "Huh?"

Su Yao's neat little white teeth bit Qin Xiangyuan's ear, and said in a mosquito-like humming voice, "Old...husband..."

【Finish】