please feel my love

The tail of spring slipped away very quickly, and not long after returning from Paris, summer came.

In the midsummer of June, the temperature rose a little quickly, Yan Shanlan changed into cool short-sleeved shorts, revealing his glowing white arms and calves.

Fu Sirong looked at those slender and fair hands, and felt itchy in his heart.

He skipped working overtime for several days in a row, and left the heavy work to the secretaries, just to rush home before dinner, and hold hands with Yan Shanlan for a walk against the dusk and sunset.

The sunset in summer is more intense than that in spring, akane and orange are intertwined in the blue-purple sky, and gray-purple clouds are floating.

The warm sunlight falls on the hillside, shining on a small patch of snapdragon.

The snapdragon in the garden grows very fast. Under the maintenance of the gardeners, the seeds were only sown in March, and now they have produced flower buds.

The flowers are not fully bloomed yet, the outer petals are white, only the heart is a gentle orange.

"The flowers are about to bloom." Yan Shanlan caressed the Ji snapdragon in his hand, and the exquisite and lovely buds rubbed against his fingertips.

"Yes." Fu Sirong agreed casually.

After walking for a while, he unwillingly snatched Yan Shanlan's hand back from Ji Snapdragon.

He held Yan Shanlan tightly, "I'm going on a business trip to Australia tomorrow, and I won't be back until the night after tomorrow. Are you going out?"

Yan Shanlan thought for a while and said, "The recent work is here, so I don't need to travel, but I have a new promotional photo to take the day after tomorrow, so I'll be back later."

He hadn't been on a business trip since he came back from Paris. He went out later in the morning than Fu Sirong, and came back in the evening.

Fu Sirong nodded, "Sleeping in my room the day after tomorrow?"

Having experienced a honeymoon trip, Yan Shanlan naturally thought of some unhealthy exercise before going to bed.

"Tonight is also fine." He raised his head, "Don't leave a mark, or you will have to cover it up on camera."

Fu Sirong stopped and rested his chin on Yan Shanlan's shoulder.

His side face was pressed against Yan Shanlan's round and reddish earlobe, and he said, "I won't see you for two days, I will miss you."

Sleeping together didn't mean that he had to do something, it was just a business trip, and he missed Yan Shanlan very much.

Yan Shanlan was itchy from being rubbed, and his shoulders shook, "Then I'll wait for you to come back."

"Then we've agreed."

Fu Sirong got the promise and stood up obediently.

Fu Sirong never told Yan Shanlan, but the day before he received the certificate, he had considered moving the head office to Europe.

At that time, he decided not to interfere with Yan Shanlan's work, but if Yan Shanlan always stayed abroad and separated from each other for too long, he would not be able to bear it.

However, it is not a simple matter to transfer a company based in China to overseas. The project is huge, and the cumbersome procedures abroad alone give the Secretariat a headache.

Fortunately, just as Fu Sirong had an idea, Yan Shanlan came back first.

Since last year, the focus of Yan Shanlan's work has gradually shifted to China. Except for invitations from fashion weeks and luxury brands, she rarely stays abroad for a long time.

Giving up his overseas career, Yan Shanlan may gradually retreat to the second line in the future, but he has his own ideas and plans, and Fu Sirong will not dictate his career.

But to be honest, Fu Sirong is of course happy that Yan Shanlan stayed in China and had more time to spend with each other.

On the second day after Fu Sirong flew to Sydney for a business trip, Yan Shanlan arrived at the studio on time.

He changed into a black lace suspender dress that dragged the floor, gathered the hem of the skirt and sat in front of the makeup mirror.

Tina, the team's makeup artist, communicated with the designer while adjusting the details of the makeup.

It took half a year to complete the filming, which is the work of the cutting-edge French designer Clermont, so he is very concerned about this shooting. He not only came from Paris to supervise, but also required that all the pictures must be shot in real scene.

So this time the shooting was not set in a studio, but in a flower field in the suburbs.

The original plan of the photography team was that a small group of people would go to the flower fields to step on the spot and turn on the lights, and Yan Shanlan would go to the studio to finish the preparations before shooting.

However, when Tina was still discussing with Clement how to braid Yan Shanlan's long hair, the photographer's assistant rushed into the dressing room.

"Excuse me, teachers." The assistant gasped and stood in front of the three of them.

"The person in charge of Huatian just informed us that there was an accident when receiving tourists yesterday. The site we originally reserved was destroyed and needs to be maintained for a period of time. It cannot be loaned to us for filming."

"What did you say!" Clement looked at him incredulously, "Then what should we do?"

Tina was startled by Clement's sudden increase in volume, and the half-braided braids in her hands instantly became loose and shapeless.

She touched the ruined hairstyle in frustration, Yan Shanlan saw it in the mirror, tapped her hand lightly, motioned her to sit down and continue to braid.

Clement was asking how to deal with it, but the assistant couldn't bear the pressure and made a few more phone calls.

But in the end, the assistant only gave an ambiguous statement: "We are still coordinating and seeing if we can find a suitable venue, otherwise we can only enter the studio to arrange artificial landscaping."

"Are there any requirements for the venue?" Yan Shanlan asked suddenly.

The assistant was stunned for a moment, and Clement quickly said, "If you want grass and a sea of ​​flowers, any flower is fine."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Yan Shanlan nervously, "Lan, do you have a solution?"

"Let me ask first." Yan Shanlan smiled at him, but didn't finish his sentence.

This Clement and his original brand are well-known overseas, but they are unknown in China.

Jiang Wan originally didn't intend to let Yan Shanlan take over, but Yan Shanlan owed his teacher a favor, and the other party said that he could go to China to cooperate with Yan Shanlan in filming, so Jiang Wan took it.

Although there was an unexpected situation now, Yan Shanlan couldn't be blamed for the failure to make the filming, but favors must be repaid, so it's better to be more thorough.

Yan Shanlan found a well-lit place in the dressing room, briefed Jiang Wan about the situation, crossed out the invitation text message from an unfamiliar number on his mobile phone, and started to contact Fu Sirong who was on a business trip in Australia.

There is a two-hour time difference between Sydney and China. It is already time for lunch there, and Fu Sirong should not be very busy.

Yan Shanlan originally wanted to make a call, but before dialing, he touched the lace embroidered with hollow patterns on his body, slipped his finger, and played a video call.

He waited for more than twenty seconds before Fu Sirong's face appeared on the screen.

"Lan Lan?" Fu Sirong was a little surprised, "You are not going to shoot today, what's the matter?"

Yan Shanlan put his mobile phone on the dressing table and looked at Fu Sirong with his chin resting on one hand.

"Hmm... There is a problem with the shooting location, can you lend me the garden at home?"

"Of course. You are the wife of the Fu family now, just take whatever you need." Fu Sirong smiled and sat a little in front of the camera.

He carefully looked at Yan Shanlan on the screen.

Today's Yan Shanlan painted mild and smooth willow-leaf eyebrows, eye shadow is a natural earth tone, added a little pearl shimmer, and his lips are painted with a thin layer of mirror nude mirror lip glaze, which glows under the fill light.

This makeup is very light, the style is uncharacteristically glamorous, gentle and generous, but Yan Shanlan's beauty has not been reduced by half.

Yan Shanlan said: "Understood, are you coming back tonight?"

I don't know if it was affected by makeup, but Yan Shanlan spoke softly today.

When Fu Sirong heard this, his heart itched.

He really wanted to agree, but Qiao Yu and Ke Ye were still standing in front of the desk, so they could only reluctantly say: "The matter is not finished yet, I will try my best to go back tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Yan Shanlan only said one word, but the corners of his raised eyes accidentally revealed a look of frustration.

Seeing his disappointed expression, Fu Sirong suddenly felt guilty.

Thinking of the invitation he received in the morning, he hurriedly changed the topic: "There is a dinner party tomorrow night, do you have time?"

Yan Shanlan was slightly taken aback, and asked, "The one from the Gu family?"

Fu Sirong nodded, "Then let's go together when I go back, you go to work first."

He saw that the call under the video had lasted more than 10 minutes. Although Qiao Yu didn't urge him, his expression was almost out of control.

"Wait a moment."

Yan Shanlan stood up and turned around where the camera could see his whole body.

A black rose bloomed on the floor in the slim long skirt, and the long black hair was braided into a retro French braid, which was placed on the well-shaped collarbone, making the skin white.

He leaned in front of the camera, "Does it look good?"

Fu Sirong was stunned for a long time.

Yan Shanlan's eyes were very bright, and the light gray eyes shone with fragments of light.

Fu Sirong has been to many places, he has seen the splendid aurora, he has also seen the bright galaxy, but those scenery are not as good as the beautiful eyes in front of him.

He looked at it for a long time before he came back to his senses, "Looks good, which brand of haute couture is this?"

Yan Shanlan said a name, "It's embroidery lace."

Fu Sirong let out an "um" and stopped talking.

He had seen Yan Shanlan's posters in Paris wearing skirts, they were beautiful, but they were still flat photos, not realistic.

It was the first time that Yan Shanlan stood in front of him wearing a lace suspender dress like this and asked if he looked good.

It's a pity that through the lens, I can't see the details clearly, and I can't feel the touch of lace.

Yan Shanlan heard Fu Sirong take a deep breath, smiled and waved to him, "I'll go to work first, I'll wait for you to come back."

Fu Sirong said, "Well, goodbye."

Yan Shanlan walked out of the dressing room, and found that there was a gloomy atmosphere in the studio.

The few people sitting on the sofa heard the sound of the door opening, stood up "swish", and looked at him directly.

Clement ran over directly and asked, "How is it?"

He used to talk to Tina in a serious manner, but now he looks more down-to-earth.

Yan Shanlan nodded slightly under the uneasy eyes of everyone, "He said yes, let's go."

The studio erupted in cheers.

A group of people brought their clothes and equipment, and got into the car chattering. I didn't know it, and thought they were going out for an outing in a group.

Before the departure, everyone thought that Yan Shanlan had borrowed the venue from an acquaintance, but when he got there, he found out that this was not the case at all.

The photographer looked at the butler standing in front of the door, and asked Ai Qiqi: "Lan, this is... the Fu family?"

Jiang Wan looked at the familiar door with an ugly expression on his face.

Yan Shanlan knew what she was thinking, and whispered, "He's not at home."

Jiang Wan signaled him not to speak, turned his back and took several deep breaths.

The photographer looked at Claremont and then at Yan Shanlan.

Due to a temporary accident, a lot of time was wasted, and it was too late to find a suitable venue, and Yan Shanlan had already greeted that Mr. Fu.

He struggled for less than three seconds, raised his hand and clapped twice, "Let's hurry up and finish filming all the content today."

I don't know if the two rounds of applause boosted the low morale, but the others slowly started to move.

The photography team was busy in the sea of ​​flowers, while Yan Shanlan and Clement were waiting.

It's only been two days since my last walk, and the snapdragons in the garden are in full bloom.

The closed white petals are fully unfolded, revealing a little orange in the center of the flower.The summer breeze blows, like a white anchovy goldfish swimming in mid-air, and it seems that you can hear the sound of "bobo" breathing with your mouth open when you walk in.

"Lan, it's really nice here." Clement squatted on the ground, poking the orange between the petals.

Yan Shanlan smiled and said, "Thank you."

"The teacher said you like flowers, so you planted this flower." Clement looked at him teasingly, "For your husband?"

Yan Shanlan didn't answer, but just said: "It would be great if he understood these things as well as you."

He brought the photography team here, in addition to returning favors, he also had his own selfishness.

This sea of ​​flowers is his confession to Fu Sirong, but although that Alpha can appreciate it, he doesn't understand this cryptic expression.

There is a prenuptial agreement for marriage first, even if he himself said "love him", Fu Sirong would think that he said this out of the duty of a legal partner.

Their relationship is covered with a layer of tulle, and the rumors outside have never stopped.

The restless guy was always speculating about their marriage and using shady means to provoke him. He could hear it in the lounge, and one day it would reach Fu Sirong's ears.

Yan Shanlan didn't dare to think about how Fu Sirong would react when he heard it.

Although he told his mother that he would handle it, he actually had no means to deal with it.

After thinking about it, he can only let more people see this sea of ​​flowers.

"Snapped--"

Clement snapped his fingers suddenly, pulling Yan Shanlan back from his thoughts.

"He will, but you're too reserved." Clement put one hand in his pocket, and plucked the little white flowers.

"Cut a few flowers and give it to him. If he is curious, he will check it out."

Yan Shanlan looked thoughtfully at the little goldfish fluttering in the wind in the sea of ​​flowers.

The photographer adjusted the equipment, and the shooting, which was postponed for two hours, finally started.

Yan Shanlan was lying on the grass, her lace skirt spread out on the ground, like a mermaid tail stretched out.

A ray of sunlight refracted by the reflector fell on Yan Shanlan's face. He blocked the white flower bouquet made of snapdragon grass in front of his eyes, and inserted a few small white flowers into his long braided hair.

He is like an angel lost in the world, sleeping peacefully in the sea of ​​white flowers.

After this shot was taken, the assistant and Clement supported Yan Shanlan to stand up.

A few petals were scattered on his body, and there were a few pieces of grass in his hair, but Clement didn't let anyone take care of him.

Holding a bouquet of flowers, Yan Shanlan walked on the path in the garden against the light.

He turned his head slightly, the sun blurred his face, and his whole body exuded a soft halo.

The photographer pressed the shutter, Clement leaned over to look at the photo, and shouted: "Beautiful!"

The black dress is decorated with small white flowers, which is obviously a sharp contrast between black and white, but the soft and hazy lace embroidery blends with the little goldfish in the sea of ​​flowers to form a gentle picture.

Clement's first feeling has already been filmed.

Yan Shanlan changed clothes according to the original order.

Next came a neutral lace summer dress, and the location shifted from the grass to the hillside.

The hillside of the garden was full of sunshine, and the prop team and the gardener borrowed a watering can to spray fine water mist against the sun.

A rainbow emerged from the mist, fell on Yan Shanlan's body, and disappeared into the black embroidery pattern.

A shoot lasted from noon to the evening before ending.

Yan Shanlan, who was dizzy from the sun, changed his clothes, sat on the small stool brought by the housekeeper, drank water and rested.

Clement came over and said, "Lan, thank you today, if you need my help in the future, just let me know."

Yan Shanlan handed him a glass of water, "You're welcome, it was originally to repay your teacher's favor."

Clement took the water, saw the bouquet of flowers at his feet, raised his eyebrows, "You can try the method I told you."

"Well, I'll wait for him to come back." Yan Shanlan said not too concerned.

The photography team had already packed up the equipment while they were chatting, and the group declined the invitation from the housekeeper of the Fu family, said goodbye to Yan Shanlan, and left.

Yan Shanlan and the others left, they turned back to the garden and picked up the bouquet of flowers.

The Ji snapdragon that has been in the sun for an afternoon is a little wilted, and the dehydrated little goldfish hangs its head, not as cute as before, but the petals are still intact.

Yan Shanlan gently flicked off the dirt on it, asked the butler for a vase, and put the flowers in the vase.

Ji snapdragon's vitality is very tenacious, and it won't take long. When Fu Sirong comes back tomorrow, this bunch of flowers will bloom again as before.

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