CEO’s Private Girl - Chapter 1639

Lame Charlie ate this shriveled, stuffy do not speak, originally want to reduce their sense of existence.

As a result, it was inadvertently mentioned by the photographer.

Charlie looked at the little star with fear, sighed, and sent the photographer away like a fly, saying, “go, go.”

Mo Jincheng stares at him.

Charlie was startled, stepped back a few steps, respectfully said: “nothing, we wait here, this gentleman is a distinguished guest!”

The flattering expression on his face can be seen by people with clear eyes. The fake can’t be fake any more.

But what can we do about it?

Charlie, this time, he hit the muzzle of the gun. He offended a big man and stepped on the iron plate.

The three came to the studio in their original car as photographers.

There are so many people coming to shoot wedding dress today.

The photographer led Fang Yuan into a place where he chose a wedding dress. Fang Yuan chose his favorite wedding dress. Looking at the white wedding dress, Fang Yuan frowned: “well, Mr. photographer, do you have that kind of big red wedding dress?”

The cameraman said with a smile: “if you want to say that there is no other place, but this is Hollywood. Yesterday we bought a batch of wedding dresses cheaply, which were used by the crew next door. Because of the need of the plot, the wedding dresses were dyed red! If it’s only the size, which size is it, miss? Would you like to have a look? ”

Fang Yuan nodded with a smile and said, “well, I’m very happy!”

Two people find the wedding dress, Fang Yuan into the fitting room to try, found that the wedding dress is very fit, as if tailored for her in general.

Maybe this is fate.

But this time

Deng Deng Deng, a pair of red high-heeled shoes, a red wedding dress suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone is stunned, Mo Jincheng is also startled.

What kind of beauty is this? It’s amazing!

It’s not a wild rose, it’s not a rose on the flower stand!

Fangyuan now looks more like the green grass sprouts through the concrete, more like the Dogtail flower that thrives even if there is only a little soil!

The beauty of astonishment, the beauty of banishment, the beauty of life!

Everyone took a cool breath.

Fang Yuan smiles again, which is amazing

Everyone present was stunned. The dawn is the darkness of the night. After the dawn, we know the obsession of the dawn!

This kind of beauty, not superficial, only shocked the soul!

“Wife, you are so beautiful!” The expression on Mo Jincheng’s face is very brilliant. He seldom calls Fang Yuan his wife.

After Fang Yuan heard Mo Jincheng call his wife, the joy on his face almost drips out of water.

“Well, wife, you can change another one!” Mo Jincheng said.

“Why, this one doesn’t look good?” Fang Yuan asked some uneasy questions.

“No, this one is so beautiful. It’s a perfect match for you. I just want to see more. I want to see how you look in your white wedding dress!” Mo Jincheng said.

Those who stop here also look at Fang Yuan with expectant eyes.

Fang Yuan smiles with his mouth, goes directly into the dressing room, finds a white wedding dress, puts it on, arranges it, and comes out gracefully.

Holy, a touch of white on the horizon.

Everyone can’t open their eyes when they see the square at this moment.

The appearance of the fit, all people doubt that the wedding dress is not a god tailor-made dress for the woman in front of.

Mo Jincheng can hardly open his eyes, let people in front of the light does not exist, he went to his wife: “wife, you’d better change back, you wear this I almost can’t open my eyes!”

Fang Yuan chuckled: “are you kidding? Am I that beautiful? ”

“I’m not kidding. You are beautiful. I’ll marry you in my life!” The firmness in Mo Jincheng’s eyes is too strong to be dissolved.

Fang Yuan put on the original red wedding dress and went back to the park.

Lame Charlie was stunned to see the square in red wedding dress at this moment, standing there like clay sculpture.

The young woman next to him was also pretty, but in contrast, she was like a white swan and an ugly duckling.

Mo Jincheng made up his mind and bit his teeth and said, “I absolutely want to marry you!”

Fang Yuan smiles gently and looks at the man in front of him.

The photographer took a special wedding photo for them.

They were very happy and hugged each other with a smile.

Two people are very happy, smile put out a variety of actions.

Fang Yuan’s face is red. In this process, she is like a marionette, always at the mercy of her husband.Mo Jincheng also has a sincere smile on his face. How long has he not laughed?

In the end, Fang Yuan surprised everyone.

Mo Jincheng, who has been in the limelight today, seems to be an ordinary passer-by standing in front of Fang Yuan.

Isn’t it beautiful? Is the square not outstanding?

No, they just don’t want to be in the limelight!

The lame Charlie looked silly, took a cold breath, and looked at the scene in amazement.

When they get back home, Fang Yuan takes off the wedding dress that explodes everywhere and sits shyly in front of Mo Jincheng.

Mo Jincheng is not as good as embracing Fang Yuan.

The two faces are very close to each other, and the heat of each other’s breath sprays on each other’s nose. Mo Jincheng stops directly, holds Fang Yuan’s back of the head with one hand, and forcibly pulls Fang Yuan to his face.

“Shall we get married, Fang Yuan?” Mo Jincheng said seriously.

“Marriage…” Fang Yuan said shyly, “why did you mention this all of a sudden?”

Mo Jincheng said: “why, don’t you want to?”

“Well, it’s not that I don’t want to. Is it a little too fast, husband…” Fang Yuan said.

“My husband has been called, and there’s nothing to worry about, OK! It’s round and square Mo Jincheng said.

Fang Yuan was silent for a while, looking at the noisy streets and the people coming and going.

In this vast world, who is closest to him is not the motherland on the other side of the ocean, but the man in front of him.

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan nodded and said in a soft voice: “OK, I promise your proposal!”

Mo Jincheng was stunned. After reaction, he said: “wait a minute. Well, I’m not ready today. I’m impulsive today. Ha ha, I’m not ready for the ring. I’m really careless.”

Even as a hegemonic president, Mo Jincheng is in a hurry, like a child.

“I don’t need a ring. How nice it is…” Fang Yuan said.