C323 Young Master Shang Your Iq Is off the Charts What

In the photo, Shang Moze put a strong arm on her waist. He had a handsome face and long legs wrapped under his ironed suit pants. The lines were smooth and perfect. He was definitely a member of the royal family.

She was dressed in a black and charming wedding dress. She looked like a demoness in a storybook. She was charming and moving. Her beautiful eyes were moving, and her red lips were naturally revealing a faint smile.

Men and women were leaning against each other, making people jealous.

"Alright, Young Master Shang, come a little closer. Yes, you can give Miss Yi a hug. Yes, naturally. Don't do it deliberately. "

Yi Xiaomi was tightly hugged by Shang Moze. Then, the warm feeling that covered the sky and earth fell down. The oxygen in her chest was almost gone. She only felt that she could not catch her breath. Mud and coal, take the opportunity to eat her tofu!

"Yes, yes, yes. Young Master Shang, this is the action. Don't move."

"Miss Yi, lower your hand a little more and place it in front of Young Master Shang's chest. Yes, raise the tie with your index finger. Your expression must be arrogant and disdainful. The corner of your mouth can be curved into a smile. "

"Young Master Shang, put your hand on Miss Yi's chin. Your eyes must be filled with conquest. Your domineering attitude can be bent slightly..."

Yi Xiaomi:... " Damn, where did this photographer come from? Why hadn't she seen these poses on the Internet before?

Yi Xiaomi was enveloped by the shadow cast by the man's tall body. The warm breath sprayed beside her ears. That pair of eyes seemed like the endless bottom of the lake, tempting her to fall.

And the hand that was placed on her soft and white chin was gently kneading, sliding and swimming. It was obvious that it was funny to eat tofu in broad daylight.

"Alright, Young Master Shang, now there is a rose on your left. Put the rose in your mouth and pull away from Miss Yi. He put his hands on her waist and slowly bent down. He lowered his head. As if you want the roses in your mouth to be given to her. "

Looking at the man's eyes, it was obvious that he had malicious intentions. Yi Xiaomi:... "

Indeed, in the next second, the hand on her waist began to transform into a wolf claw. Slowly sliding down, she pinched her perky legs. The rose in the man's mouth was also placed beside her lips at this second. His hot tongue touched her lip line.

After a day, Yi Xiaomi was already tired to the point that her back ached. On the other hand, the man in front of her had a look of enjoyment and was not satisfied. In fact, on this day, her oil was completely wiped away by a man...

She was touched up and down, making her entire body soft. If she did not lean against the man's wide and thick embrace, she would probably fall to the ground in the next second.

The last picture was fixed. The photographer looked at his camera in satisfaction. He nodded and could not stop the joy on his face. "Alright, alright. Young Master Shang, you and Miss Yi are really a match made in heaven. I have been taking wedding photos for so many years. I have never seen two people with such good looks."

"After the photos are washed, send them to the Northern Yunbei County." The man's voice was magnetic and deep. After a day of "drinking meat soup," his eyes were obviously smiling, and his voice was charming and hoarse.

"Okay, okay. After you wash the photo, I will definitely send it to you as soon as possible."

The woman in his arms raised her head and glared at him fiercely, but it made Young Master Shang's heart itch. That watery eyes were sparkling and glistening, and the black eyes were like the light of diamonds, clear and bright.

He pinched the woman's waist again, and Young Master Shang looked aloof and noble. "Okay, then we will leave first. Remember to pack the wedding dress and send it to the Northern Yi Yun County with the photo." Can't be more serious...

Yi Xiaomi: Fowl beast, f * ck, if you put on clothes, you will be wearing a crown and fowl beast! Pretending, you continue pretending!

As soon as she finished speaking, Young Master Shang stretched out his strong and strong arm and picked up the one who was still staring at him. His movements were neat and handsome, causing the surrounding people's hearts to drop to the ground with a "kacha kacha" sound.

"There is still someone here!" Her white fingers clenched into a fist and punched the man's chest. Yi Xiaomi gritted her teeth and looked at him fiercely as if she wanted to swallow the man. "Hurry up and put me down!"

Her eyes swept around the room coldly. Young Master Shang's eyes were cold like ice knives that could poke a few holes in the wall.

The photographer and the manager in the room quickly turned around and automatically faced the wall to think.

"No one saw it now!" The man wanted to have a smug smile on his face. He was like a three-year-old child showing off the lollipop in his hand, carrying a bit of childishness.

Young Master Shang had always been a willful and arrogant person. When had he ever cared about other people's eyes? He carried Yi Xiaomi and walked down the road, attracting the attention of everyone around him.

His face was boiling hot, as if someone had taken him to boiling water and rolled around. Yi Xiaomi pulled on the man's tie and said in a low voice, "Can't you keep a low profile?"

Her cold eyes released an invincible cold light. The men and women who kept turning their heads three times on the road quickly turned their heads and ran away. Young Master Shang held the woman's hand tightly.

"You should let me down." Yi Xiaomi was a little helpless. It did not feel good to be treated as a rare animal and be surrounded and watched. "I have legs. I can walk."

"I came to show off my wife. How can I put you down?"

"Shang Moze, did your head get squeezed by the door?" Suppressing the urge to touch her forehead, Yi Xiaomi looked at the man with a sunflower blooming at the corner of his mouth. The corners of her eyes twitched. "It's not like other people don't have a wife. Are all the men on the road single?"

"My wife is pregnant. Can they get pregnant?"

Yi Xiaomi was speechless. She had no strength to complain.

When she finally saw Young Master Shang's car, Yi Xiaomi was shocked. "This, this is yours?"

"What's wrong? You don't like it?" Shang Moze opened the door with one hand and glanced at the car parked by the roadside. "I think it's quite eye catching."

Damn, this was not eye candy. It was simply a waste of eyes. The red Farali Wind in front of her was cool and flashy. It was cool on the outside, and the bright red of the spars blinded her small eyes.

"Isn't that business car of yours pretty good?" Yi Xiaomi saw the opportunity and jumped out of the man's arms. "Why do you want to change it?"

Shang Moze rubbed Yi Xiaomi's soft black hair. His eyes were full of pampering. "They said to look more at the bright color. The one who gave birth is the daughter."

"Pffft, a mouthful of blood clogged her heart. Yi Xiaomi stretched out her finger and pointed at the red Ferrari with a trembling finger. "Who told you that?"

"Gu Yue."

Yi Xiaomi:... Gu Yue, this is the most unreliable thing. The most unreliable thing you said, Young Master Shang, you actually believed it.

Young Master Shang, what about your 200 IQ?