Chapter 255

There were bursts of laughter accompanied by the sound of the door opening. Stop it!

The beautiful smile on Fan Qingqing's face paused, a hint of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes, followed by thick flames. This flame. No matter how you suppress it, you can't suppress it.

The sister group's reaction was more direct, the smiles on their faces froze, and some even gasped in surprise.

The photographer just took a picture. I planned to take two more photos for screening. But found that their expressions were unusually strange.

Following their line of sight, I didn't grasp any of my hands tightly, and the camera in my hand fell straight down. Pulling the rope around the neck. The photographer was bent over violently by gravity.

The reporters who had been taking pictures of Fan Qingqing and the others also stopped and stared blankly at the door, as if there was some amazing beauty there.

amazing!

This look flashed across everyone's eyes at the same time.

Their eyes couldn't help but stick to the slowly approaching figure, and they couldn't move away at all.

The so-called beauty attracts everyone's attention with every frown, every move, and stops the brain from functioning. A natural response with just the eyes.

That's exactly what it is now. Their minds went blank, they only knew that their eyes were always moving with the beautiful figure in front of them.

In front of Cheng Ling, the exquisite facial features are as beautiful as pictures. She smiled lightly, and everyone's hearts stopped beating in a daze, and suddenly jumped again.

"Started to take pictures? Why didn't you wait for me? Brother photographer, can you take a picture of me and the bride, she is my best friend!"

The words "good girlfriends" are strange enough for Cheng Ling and Fan Qingqing.

However, at this time, the reporters didn't catch the sarcasm in Cheng Ling's tone, they only had Cheng Ling's coquettish and uncommon, unusually flamboyant beauty in their eyes.

"Okay, okay, no problem."

The photographer said a few good words again and again, as if these good words were not enough to express his excitement.

Fan Qingqing's complexion was not good, because she could see that although Cheng Ling didn't say a word, she had already controlled the whole scene.

She obviously didn't have a makeup artist for Cheng Ling. Who put on her monstrous makeup?

Just like a fairy!

Fan Qingqing gritted her teeth secretly, the veins in her little hidden hands popped out, she lowered her eyes, suppressing the anger in her eyes.

When he raised his eyes again, a brighter smile appeared on his face.

"Lingling, where did you go? Everyone is waiting for you."

Fan Qingqing didn't propose to take part with Cheng Ling alone. There are so many people here, as long as Cheng Ling is squeezed behind, without comparison, there will be no harm.

However, Cheng Ling didn't give her this chance. She pouted and said pitifully, "But I want to take a picture with Fan Fan alone, and my best girlfriend is getting married. How can I not even have a single photo together?" , What kind of girlfriend is this? Or, Fan Fan didn't regard me as a girlfriend?"

The smile on Fan Qingqing's face froze. Facing Cheng Ling's vivid water eyes and touching the sarcasm in her eyes, Fan Qingqing felt a pain in his chest, so stuffy that he almost couldn't breathe.

"Okay, I also want to take a photo with Lingling."

Seeing Fan Qingqing's inappropriate expression, Cheng Ling felt really relieved.

She strolled over, and the other sisters walked away tactfully. They didn't want to be in the same screen as Cheng Ling, because if there was a comparison, it would bring them down a few levels.

This is why ordinary-looking people are reluctant to take photos with beautiful people, the same reason.

The green leaves will always be taken away by the red flowers. When two people stand together, someone will always be the green leaves.

Fan Qingqing was already very beautiful, otherwise, how could she be called the goddess of the nation? In almost the entire entertainment industry, there is no female celebrity with a higher appearance than her, but now, Fan Fan, who looked noble and generous at first, is in Cheng Ling's eyes. Around him, like the stars that have been robbed of their starlight, is just a stiff stone that has lost its spirituality.

Cheng Ling put his arms around Fan Qingqing's shoulders halfway, and put his delicate face close to him. The two seemed to have a good relationship, but when they landed on the camera, they found that Fan Qingqing had already fallen into the green leaves of the foil.

"Smile, my dear best friend."

Cheng Ling turned his face slightly, and pressed close to Fan Qingqing's ear, approaching intimately. The whole picture was so beautiful that the photographer lost his mind.

At this moment, he forgot where he was and thought he was in a studio.

Fan Qingqing had worked with him before, and he was also famous in the entertainment industry. At this time, no one dared to remind him, and no one remembered to remind him.

Cheng Ling stretched out her small white hand, covered Fan Qingqing's slightly stiff face, turned her face away, and looked at him.

She continued in a voice that only two of them could hear, "How does it feel to be a bride whose attention is stolen by the bridesmaids?"

The provocation in Cheng Ling's eyes angered Fan Qingqing, she gritted her teeth and said, "You did it on purpose?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't taste it for a while, today, you have one day to let you taste it."

If you dare to design her, then don't blame her for backlash.

Fan Qingqing's veins bulged, and she almost couldn't hold it back.

But the photographer had no intention of stopping, Zhang Yifan was the first to notice Fan Qingqing's expression, and she quickly said, "I think the photo is almost done, why don't you let Fan Fan take a rest, the wedding will start soon Woolen cloth."

Only then did the photographers and reporters remember that today was Fan Qingqing's wedding, and they were all obsessed with watching Cheng Ling just now.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Fan Fan, you are so beautiful, so I got carried away."

Everyone present knew the moisture in the photographer's words, but no one exposed it.

Fan Qingqing said very considerately, "Yifan, please go out to drink some water and eat something. After the wedding, we will have time to interview everyone."

Fan Qingqing didn't want to see Cheng Ling being the only one in these people's eyes. Zhang Yifan knew Fan Qingqing's thoughts well.

What the public will see will only be the sweet wedding photos of Fan Fan and Tang Yuze.

The reporters were about to go out with Zhang Yifan, when the door was opened, and a handsome face like a spring breeze appeared in front of them.

"Qingqing, the wedding is almost..." It's time to start.

The last few words suddenly lost their voice.

Surprise flashed across the refined and handsome face, and a strange light shone under the rimless glasses.

In his eyes, there was only that figure that was so beautiful and refined. His facial features were still the familiar delicate ones, but the impression he gave had changed.

From introverted to publicized.

And she seems to be very suitable for this kind of publicity, and she doesn't make people feel disgusted. On the contrary, I just think that she is even more special like this.

Fan Qingqing's face turned dark.

In front of so many people, seeing a woman staring in a daze, her husband couldn't even speak. To her, this was a slap in the face.