Chapter 747 The Eve of the Wedding (1)
When the two arrived in City G, it was not yet 08:30, and Zhao Xing drove to pick them up.

According to Li Ziyu's instructions before, Zhao Xing sent the two of them directly to the photo studio where they took their wedding dresses. Meng Xin got out of the car and noticed that they didn't go home directly.

At this time, the photo studio was still brightly lit, and they were in full battle, obviously waiting for their distinguished guests.

"There is not much time until the wedding, so if you are not very tired, let's pick out the photos and go back. Hengheng and Mom are in it." Very tired, at this time, I won't talk about it, not to mention the staff of the studio, they are still receiving them during their rest time.

"I won't be tired. I also want to see our photos. Let's go and choose. Finish the selection early, so I can get off work." Meng Xin also knew that there were less than ten days left for their wedding, and there were still things to prepare after that. a lot of.

The selected photos may need to be enlarged by other people's photo studios, and other details that she doesn't know need to be taken care of. As a bride, she doesn't seem to have paid any attention to this wedding from the beginning to the end. She is really very happy .

"Then let's go in." Li Ziyu led her, and the two walked in hand in hand.

Zhao Xing parked the car and followed silently.

At the door, Heng Heng ran over from Qi Xinglin's side, stepped forward and took Meng Xin's hand, "Mom, the photo is so beautiful, I almost don't know you anymore."

Heng Heng's small mouth is really sweet, Meng Xin shook his head, this small mouth, so small can make people happy, and it will be fine when he grows up, so he couldn't help but glared at the person next to him.

Someone shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, feeling that he was really innocent, and he was shot while lying down innocently.

These words are really not taught by him. Some skills are self-taught in the first place.

"Really?" Meng Xin was dragged away by Heng Heng, Qi Xinglin was sitting in front of the computer, Meng Xin called out, "Mom."

"Well, I've read it several times, and I'm reluctant to part with one, but if I keep all of these, how much will it cost?" Qi Xinglin was a little dumbfounded, but she was very satisfied with every one of them, but, he The number of sheets sent by the photo studio is limited, and the excess has to be paid by the customer himself.

It can only be said that the photographer of this studio is really good at taking pictures, and the photos she took actually made her like it very much.

"How can I do that? It's meaningless to keep so many photos." Meng Xin shook her head. She also thought it would be too expensive to keep all of them. In addition, she thought it would be good to keep a few photos of each style. When the photos were taken, they were taken on purpose. There are many, so that they can choose.

"Then you choose by yourself, I can't help you." Qi Xinglin stood up and told Meng Xin to sit down.

"Mom, Heng Heng thinks what grandma said is right, let's all stay here." The little clever Heng Heng persuaded.

"What are you staying for? Go out and let Uncle Zhao take you and grandma home. What time is it? Do you still have class tomorrow?" Meng Xin pinched Heng Heng's face and exerted a little force, her expression also very serious. .

Hengheng suddenly pouted, "Tomorrow is the weekend, you can go to bed later tonight, my grandma said it before."

"..." I thought it was Li Ziyu who said it, but it turned out that Qi Xinglin had told the child that, and Meng Xin couldn't tell Heng Heng that what Qi Xinglin said was wrong, so she could only compromise and said, "Well, look at it For the sake of the weekend, I will let you go to bed later, but I have to agree that you are not allowed to stay in bed tomorrow morning, if you are really sleepy, you will take a nap at noon."

(End of this chapter)

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