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Chapter 390 is the feeling of heartbeat

And Grandma Wan, she can almost imagine Haohao's bewildered expression, his sister Xiaotuanji is so beautiful.

There are also many people in the village who want to give them away.

Yes, ten books are definitely not enough.

But Yu Xiuli didn't know how many books were enough. There were so many people she wanted to give to. It was like a bottomless pit. After thinking of one list, there was still another one.

She racked her brains to figure out how much would be enough.

At this time, Qiu Yi interrupted her thoughts and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, this was taken by your family's Xiaotuanzi. Without her, there would be no these calendars. Of course I would give some to your family."

Qiu Yi thought for a while, "Your little dumpling took more than just this picture. Do you want to come in and take a look?"

"Yes! Yes!" Yu Xiuli's eyes were eager. At this moment, her thoughts were completely led away by Qiu Yi.

Zhuoran watched Yu Xiuli walk into the photo studio by herself, patted her chest, and breathed a sigh of relief. After all, she had tricked her mother into entering.

Almost following the same pattern, Zhuo Qingfeng was deceived into entering the photo studio.

The husband and wife are exactly the same. They can't walk when they see something related to Xiaotuanzi.

What's more, it's such a beautiful and interesting photo. It's great that the boss can leave traces of the little dumpling's growth for them!

But when Zhuo Qingfeng looked at other photos of Xiaotuanzi, Qiu Yi picked out a set of clothes for him and handed them to him, "Let's change into them."

"What?" Zhuo Qingfeng didn't respond.

"This is Xiaotuanzi's wish." What Qiu Yi said was very heart-wrenching. "She took pictures of the calendar without getting paid, just thinking that my uncle has never taken pictures."

Zhuo Qingfeng felt sad and wanted to laugh and cry.

This is his little cotton-padded jacket.

Think of him all the time.

Then he thought about something else, "Can only one person take the photo?"

No matter what good thing happens, never forget your wife.

Qiu Yi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Of course not, your whole family can come and take photos for free."

"Okay... okay." Zhuo Qingfeng felt relieved and went to change clothes.

After the change was completed, Qiu Yi also gave him a hairstyle.

Zhuo Yang was stunned and said, "Dad, you are so handsome."

Zhuo Qingfeng turned over the collar of his waistcoat and said, for a rare moment in front of his son, "That's right! Your father and I were even more handsome when we were young! Otherwise, how could your mother marry me?"

Zhuo Qingfeng has not put much thought into himself in these years. Even if he has money, he is not willing to buy such an expensive suit.

He is now wearing a suit and leather shoes, his hair is neatly combed, and he is meticulous. His face is already tough, and he is of the type that does not look old as he gets older, but on the contrary becomes more and more attractive.

Therefore, this body is so majestic that even Qiu Yi feels very satisfied.

Just as Zhuo Qingfeng looked at himself in the full-length mirror, a curtain opened with a bang, and a graceful figure appeared in front of him.

Their eyes met, and the two were stunned.

In this era, white wedding dresses have just begun to become the "new favorite" among young people, and wedding dresses are still very rare.

You have to pay a lot of money to rent one.

Moreover, the styles of wedding dresses at this time were relatively simple, with a veil and a long white gauze skirt, without so many layers.

This is what Xiaotuanzi sneaked out yesterday and discussed with Uncle Qiu before making some slight improvements.

She felt that her aunt had a beautiful figure and was suitable for a fishtail-shaped wedding dress, so the hem of the wedding dress added some trends that were not available in this era.

Now that Yu Xiuli is wearing it, Qiu Yi can't help but marvel at Xiaotuanzi's amazing creativity at such a young age.

Or perhaps it is because their adults' thinking has been limited and solidified that it is difficult for them to have such ingenious ideas.

Zhuo Qingfeng looked at Yu Xiuli infatuatedly, his mind going blank.

Yu Xiuli, who wore exquisite makeup, was stunningly beautiful, and her helpless expression made his heart stir up waves.

I remember that when Xiuli married him, her family had no money and she kept everything simple. She probably didn't even sprinkle much wedding candy.

Even if I change into slightly better and more expensive clothes, I can't do it.

And now, in a daze, it's like going back in time, back to that day, the day she married him.

She was not wearing simple coarse cloth clothes, but a magnificent wedding dress.

Everyone was envious of her, and there was a smile on her face that was so happy.

The long-lasting regret seems to have been temporarily made up for.

Yu Xiuli also felt that Zhuo Qingfeng was exceptionally handsome today, but he was so handsome that she couldn't look directly at him.

Her and Zhuo Qingfeng's expression methods were different, so that she could only lower her head shyly, hang her hands together, and glance at him uncontrollably from time to time, and then her face turned red, and the ruby-like redness spread to her ears.

Posterior roots.

Sizzling, my body feels like it's getting an electric shock.

The little deer bangs on the chest.

It's a heart-pounding feeling.

"Aunt, don't be shy, uncle, come here quickly..." The little dumpling appeared out of nowhere, smiling like a brilliant flower and dressed up beautifully. She was a beautiful little flower girl.

He pushed Yu Xiuli forward, "It's time to take wedding photos!"

Otherwise, according to the progress bar of the two of them, you look at me and I look at you, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish the filming in three days and three nights.

"Wedding photos?"

Not only Yu Xiuli and Zhuo Qingfeng were puzzled, but Zhuo Ran and Zhuo Yang had never heard of such a new word.

In rural areas, everyone just sprinkles sugar and holds a ceremony when they get married. Very few people take wedding photos.

There were people in town who took photos, but there were still only a few people who could afford to wear wedding dresses and suits.

But at this moment, Zhuoran Zhuoyang finally understood what Xiaotuanzi said to Qiu Yi yesterday.

It is indeed well-intentioned...

They recognized that there was a huge difference between a leather jacket and a cotton-padded jacket.

No matter how they thought, they couldn't think of Xiaotuanzi.

After hearing this, Zhuo Qingfeng reacted the fastest, strode forward, and gently and gracefully embraced Yu Xiuli's waist.

Although he usually doesn't say it, in his heart, he has always been indebted to Xiuli.

It was a wedding that only happened once in a lifetime. Because his family was poor and his parents were bedridden, he failed to give Xiuli a good memory. Now, thanks to Xiaotuanzi, he finally has the opportunity to make up for it.

"Smile...smile like this...relax."

Even with Qiu Yi's guidance, Yu Xiuli still smiled uncomfortably, the corners of her mouth were stretched stiffly, and she didn't know whether to show her teeth or not.

After all, this was her first time taking photos, and the flash made her eyes shine.

Xiaotuanzi stood next to Qiu Yi and tried his best to make her laugh, which made Yu Xiuli feel more and more relaxed.

The photos I take are getting better and better.

"Very good." Qiu Yi was also very satisfied. He took a lot of wedding photos, and one of them will be enlarged and framed.
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