Tang qianrong's hand was around her shoulder. As the sun set, Tang Lezhen smiled and slowly waved his two fat hands.

The beautiful is like a little angel between them.

"I wish you happiness." The curator said with a smile.

"Thank you." An Jingxing looked at the picture in his hand and said.

When anjingxing was going to walk away, Tang qianrong suddenly stopped and said, "do you want to take a set of photos?"

In fact, anjingxing just had such an idea, but later thought that lezhu was still in the hospital and gave up. Tang qianrong's words made her hesitate for a moment, but Tang qianrong quickly said: "lezhu's operation will take some time. When she leaves the hospital, we can take another set of four people. As a souvenir. "

When an Jingxing, Lezhen and Tang qianrong finished taking photos, it was getting late. The two had no intention of hanging out any more, so Tang qianrong simply called the driver.

When the driver came, Lezhen had fallen asleep in anjingxing's arms.

The little guy who had been playing with his parents for a day was not annoying at all. He was obedient and more lovely than an angel, which made an Jingxing like his son more.

When Tang qianrong and an Jingxing got on the bus and left the photo studio.

Behind them, a figure limped out from the corner. Lei Aotian's green eyes stared at the black car until it disappeared into the street.

The curator of the photo studio had planned to close the door, but he saw Lei Aotian standing at the door with a stick. His young and beautiful appearance made people see God.

Aware of the curator's sight, Lei Aotian's ferocious face slowed down and put on a faint smile.

"Excuse me, can I have a set of photos of the couple just now?"

"Sorry, the negatives here can only be developed by ourselves. Outsiders can't get the photos."

"In fact, the girl was my sister just now. They just got on the bus. She thought that set of photos was very beautiful and wanted to wash another set and send it to mom and dad. Just when I was nearby, she called me for help. I think you have to close the door. I'm going back to China tomorrow. If I miss tonight, I can't bring a special gift back, I think mom and dad will be very disappointed. "

The curator was originally a very emotional American. He couldn't help hesitating when he heard Lei Aotian say so.

Seeing the curator's hesitation, Lei Aotian hurriedly made a gesture to pay for it: "if I can, I'm willing to pay the urgent fee."

"No, in that case, I'll clean another set for you free. After all, they have just promised me to use this set of photos as exhibits. The couple are really happy. I hope they can live forever. "

The curator smiled and then turned in to develop the photos.

And he didn't find that at the moment he turned around, the expression on Lei Aotian's face suddenly became ferocious and scary.

When Lei Aotian walked out of the studio with the thick stack of photos, it was already a little dark. When he returned to the hotel he settled in in Los Angeles, the stack of photos was placed on his desk. The top photo was a group photo of the three.

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