This time, the shooting time is very short, and very smooth, the shooting effect is the ultimate.

"Don't worry about it." At this time, Jiang Beichen but suddenly face expressionless pursed thin lips, suddenly said. Their wedding photos don't need to be decorated later. What he wants is real memories.

Smell speech, song Xiaoya Leng Leng, and then understand the meaning of Jiang Beichen.

"I also think that it's very good. There's no need to do late stage work." She laughed and went on.

Now although the late technology is very developed, you can make the photos very beautiful, but it has completely lost the reality.

Moreover, the water at the bottom of the sea is very pure and clear, and the photos are not inferior to those with special effects.

"Also, such film modification is redundant." Listen to two people say so, the photographer also clearly nodded.

It happens that the couple's foundation is very good, and they don't need later modification. Instead, it is another kind of real beauty.

"Xiaoya, it's the first time for me to know that wedding photos can also be taken like this. It's really creative." After looking at the photos, Qiao Weiwei couldn't help sighing.

Eyeground, with a bit of envy of the two. Marriage turned out to be such a beautiful thing, but the premise is that two people should love each other

just like song Xiaoya and Jiang Beichen now.

That's why her marriage with Jiang Beimo is so unhappy.

"I didn't know that either." Song Xiaoya shrugs her shoulders and smiles. Before she came here, she didn't know it was an underwater wedding dress.

But it's really memorable.

At least, when she and Jiang Beichen see these photos many years later, they will still remember what happened today.

As the sky darkened, the yacht slowly drove back to the shore. When they got off the boat, assistant Shang appeared on the shore with people and several cars.

Jiang Beichen glances at one of the cars, then holds song Xiaoya's waist and prepares to get on one of the cars.

"Vivi, let's get in the car." Song Xiao Ya dun for a while, and then turn to look at the side of Qiao Weiwei, said.

Jiang Beichen's eyebrows wrinkled, showing a trace of uncomfortable expression, this woman seems to like to take a light bulb.

Before it was Jay, now it's Vivian.

"Oh." Qiao Weiwei nodded, then followed silently.

But at this time, still assistant then hurriedly walked over, blocked Qiao Weiwei's figure.

"Second daughter-in-law, we have prepared a separate local food dinner and entertainment for you. Please come with us." Assistant Shang raised his hand, pointed to another car and said politely.

Listen to still assistant say so, Qiao Weiwei just understood to come over of nod.

"Xiaoya, I still want to play for a while. Go back and have a good rest." She said to song Xiaoya with a smile.

Listen to her say so, song Xiaoya also has nothing to say, can only nod. Anyway, with assistant Shang in, nothing will happen.

After Qiao Weiwei leaves, Jiang Beichen takes song Xiaoya to another car.

After a while, the car stopped outside a villa hotel by the sea.

As soon as the car stopped, a waiting attendant came up and opened the door.

"Sir, madam, the candlelight dinner is ready, ready to eat." The waiter said to them in fluent Chinese.

"Well." Jiang Beichen points his chin and looks at Song Xiaoya.

"Candlelight dinner?" When hearing the waiter's words, song Xiaoya was a little surprised. He also asked someone to prepare a candlelight dinner. This man, sometimes, has a little bit of romance.

"If you need to call, we'll go first." The waiter gave the key to Jiang Beichen and left.

"Go in." Jiang Beichen takes the key, opens the door, and takes song Xiaoya in.

Villa has two floors, with private swimming pool, garden, terrace, leisure area, supporting facilities are quite luxurious.

"It's beautiful." On the terrace, song Xiaoya breaks away from Jiang Beichen and runs towards the center of the terrace.

On the terrace, below is the sea, and there is a faint fishy smell in the wind.

On one side, there was a long table with a candlelight dinner on it. The red candle is swayed by the sea breeze. Besides the sea breeze, the sound of the waves can also be heard.

It's really romantic to have dinner in such a place.

Seeing her happy face, Jiang Beichen also pursed her thin lips, and then walked towards her with long legs.

"Like it?" He came up behind her, put his hand around her waist, and asked in a low voice.

"Well." Song Xiaoya nodded.

"I'm not romantic about your husband?" He raised his eyebrows and asked her suddenly. I remember, she said before, he is not romantic.

"That's all before." By his such a remind, song Xiaoya Leng for a while, and then quickly said.But also can't blame her, who told him always in her happy time, say some pour cold water words out.

"Is there a reward?" At this time, Jiang Beichen suddenly narrowed his eyes and asked.

He does these, but all need to repay, she gives the repayment.

"Yes!" As soon as he asked, song Xiaoya immediately understood, quickly turned around, hugged his neck, and made a kiss with Jiang Beichen. Just as she was about to hug her and have another deep kiss, song Xiaoya had already run away.

"It's going to be cold for dinner." She stopped at the table and said with a caring face.

"Food is more important than me?" Seeing this, Jiang Beichen's face sank, and then asked unhappily. She ran away before he had enough kisses.

“……” Song Xiaoya some speechless looking at him, she can't remember she said such words.

"Forget it. I'll take care of you after eating." Ginger North Chen black Mou in flash once put on light, cold hum of say.

“……” Song Xiaoya shrinks her neck and has a bad premonition. I hope she wants to be crooked this time.

On the other hand, Qiao Weiwei was arranged by assistant Shang to live in another sea view hotel. The hotel has a lot of entertainment facilities and delicious food.

Although Qiao Weiwei is only one person, assistant Shang still lets the restaurant of the hotel prepare a lot of local food for her. Although she felt a little lonely, she enjoyed her food.

The next morning, it was fine.

In the quiet bedroom, song Xiaoya wakes up in the sound of the waves beating on the rocks.

She rubbed her aching waist and slowly got up. She couldn't help but look white. Jiang Beichen, who had changed clothes and was sitting on one side working with a computer, was a little upset at the bottom of her heart, and scolded him with her mouth.

Last night, he actually cleaned her up, thinking that song Xiaoya couldn't help biting his teeth. He was really a unscrupulous businessman.

As it turns out, she didn't think it was wrong.

But Jiang Beichen seemed to hear her words, suddenly closed the computer, and then looked up at her, "Song Xiaoya, what did you just scold me for?"

She thought he couldn't see his little movements.

"I didn't say anything." Being arrested, song Xiaoya shakes her head awkwardly and denies. The man's ears are so good that he can even hear them.

"Is it?" And Jiang Beichen, obviously don't believe her words, picked eyebrows toward her.

"When shall we go back?" Song Xiaoya moves her body, sits up wrapped in a quilt, and then suddenly changes the topic and asks him.