naruto-story Chapter 497 Others are busy, but Xiangyang is here
Chapter 497 Others are busy, but Xiangyang is here
Chapter 497 Others are busy, but Xiangyang is there.
It was approaching breakfast time, and Liu Qianqian didn't know who woke up first, between her and Xiang Yang.
The moment he opened his eyes, he was keenly aware of Xiang Yang's eyelids moving.
Still holding my breath.
Liu Qianqian bit her lip, her vivid pupils swaying slowly: "You can't afford it?"
Xiang Yang said "hmm" and put his arms around his smooth shoulders, "I want to sleep a little longer."
Xiang Yang said in a low voice with disgust.
If you find that the content is incorrect, please use a browser to access it!
Swallowing, Xiang Yang lowered his head, kissed Liu Qianqian's forehead out of habit, and said tenderly:
"It's time for me to get up."
"You'll know it just by looking at it."
Now on the domestic Internet, many netizens who follow Fashion Week are discussing Liu Wen.
But he doesn’t care about the design, material and matching show theme of the clothes.
She stopped Xiang Yang's hand that wanted to cause trouble and buried her head in Xiang Yang's arms, as if she just wanted to rest peacefully for a while.
"Come, let me help you."
She quite cared about Xiang Yang's constant attachment to her.
It’s the people who appear in the photos.
Of course, in addition to celebrities, in the era of traffic, many Internet celebrities have also participated in the Vanity Fair of Fashion Week, and even used methods such as taking photos with celebrities and adding P-pictures to overwhelm the stars. yes.
"It's a beautiful thought."
Even though she didn't give herself a happy smile, her crooked and furrowed eyebrows were still pretty.
During fashion week, many celebrity fans are still competing with each other to see who gets better treatment and whose clothes look more beautiful.
"Lie down a little longer."
But in order to prevent him from becoming proud, Liu Qianqian decided to bury her words in her heart.
After all, fashion week is also a good time for celebrities and major brands to promote each other's relationships.
Just when Liu Qianqian raised her head to question, Xiang Yang lowered his head.
"What to look at"
Xiangyang held her chin, blinked, and raised the corners of his mouth as if appreciating his morning masterpiece.
"I know, Mom."
Their skin was close to each other, and Liu Qianqian could clearly feel Xiang Yang's embrace slowly increasing in strength, and her breathing became heavier.
"Isn't that quite up to you?"
Not even a few seconds after he got sick, Xiang Yang was fascinated by the angry look on Liu Qianqian's eyebrows.
After a pause, Li Bingbing continued: "Sit down and have breakfast first. The breakfast in this hotel is pretty good."
Li Bingbing, who could tell that his sister looked a little anxious, put the coffee cup to his lips, took a sip and said, "Is it the report about Liu Qianqian's dinner last night?"
Li Bingbing said nothing.
"Little fat lady, yesterday's street photography has been repaired. Do you want to take a look?"
At least, domestic scarves have given her the answer.
Li Bingbing was instantly happy, and she thought her sister was talking nonsense.
But in this photo, Liu Wen's figure seems particularly abrupt.
"I didn't." Xiangyang said, "It's great to see you when I wake up."
"Of course, I got up earlier than you."
She was in great condition during yesterday's shooting, and she was very satisfied with the results of the photo preview.
"Of course I want to fight for it too." Facing his relatives, Li Bingbing didn't hide it and said with a smile:
"But you have never dealt with him, so you don't understand."
Faced with such simple words of love, Liu Qianqian said she couldn't listen to them.
Hearing this, Liu Qianqian secretly glanced at Xiang Yang. His eyes were full of expectation, making people feel shy from the bottom of their hearts, but his airy expression was also a little annoying.
Needless to say, the beginning of the manuscript is erotic.
"That's just right," Li Hen said seriously, "I just want to take this opportunity to get to know him."
Combined with various rumors, she couldn't help but think too much.
What she focuses on is certainly not as simple as a meal.
Li Ha, who was staying at a hotel in Paris, took his iPad to his sister who was having breakfast in the living room of the suite and said:
"Huh? What's wrong?" Li Bingbing raised his head with a smile.
Xiang Yang, who had his eyes closed, was also feeling the touch of skin against skin, and the tip of his nose was still full of sweet fragrance.
In the morning, actually it’s not impossible.
"Honey, I love you." Xiang Yang suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Liu Qianqian intently.
"Haha, don't make me laugh."
"It's fine to follow me."
"Little fat lady, is there anything that needs to be changed?" Yang Tianzhen asked.
She felt that she had caught up with Wendi Deng through "Snowflake and the Secret Fan".
"Um"
A deep red color slowly appeared on the neck, and he smiled unconsciously.
111.253.195.208
"Do you know how to wake up your husband in the future?"
After Xiang Yanggang finished smiling beautifully, he heard Liu Xiaoli cough slightly, maybe it was a reminder.
"what happened?"
And the competition comes after competition, and the only thing they are fighting for is the word "Yan pressure".
The two little guys had already finished their breakfast with the help of their 'grandma'.
With "The Social Network", my sister participated in the movies of top Hollywood directors, but her career in Hollywood was still a bit lacking.
After looking at the photos, Fan Xiaopang felt that the results were good. After finishing speaking, he turned to Yang Tianzhen's laptop screen.
Liu Qianqian, who was about to pick up the baby, glanced at Xiang Yang and blurted out.
It’s not that Yang Tianzhen is tacky and can only write this kind of thing, but it’s just that if you don’t write about “Yan Press” during the fashion week, why should you write about it?
In future generations, even in 2024.
It can be seen that after seeing their mother, Mu Xin and Zhiyin still made a "clucking" sound in unison, and their eyes even looked at Liu Qianqian's chest with laughter.
But be good~
After a sweet smile appeared on her face, Liu Qianqian leaned forward and kissed Xiang Yang's chest before yawning.
Strangely, Fan Xiaopang, who was in a hotel not far away, also saw last night's report at about the same time.
"I raised two little slanderers." Xiang Yang took the bread and dipped it in unsalted butter, teasing them while eating.
Zhi Xin seemed to have remembered something, and her hands in the air kept clenching and unclenching.
"Sister, look at this quickly."
"You hate it, you haven't brushed your teeth yet." The moment their lips parted, Liu Qianqian's eyes were misty.
"Woo~" Before she could refuse, Liu Qianqian was kissed. Her smooth skin was gently touched by Xiang Yang's fingertips, and she couldn't help but tremble.
After getting up leisurely, Xiang Yang and Liu Qianqian appeared in the restaurant after washing up.
“So beautiful~”
"Giggle~"
"Remember to post it on Instagram."
It's a far cry.
Doesn't it mean that children have no memory before they are 3 years old?
Why do they still remember the last time I and Little John took them to be supermen?
"Okay, you two sit down and eat quickly." Seeing that Xiang Yang was about to reveal his secret, Liu Xiaoli spoke quickly.
"Be honest."
If Liu Qianqian, Xiang Yang, and the Hermès film investment executive had dinner with Ridley Scott, there would be nothing to worry about.
"Giggle~"
Liu Qianqian grabbed Xiang Yang who was about to stand up.
If you want to hear it, you can.
his wife
She is really beautiful, even if her hair is messy when she wakes up.
"Sister, tell me, do we have a chance?" As she said that, her eyes drifted to the iPad that had just been placed on the dining table.
Fan Xiaopang shook his head. The article was quite good, but no matter how good the article was, it could not be compared with the group of photos taken by reporters.
This forced him to try his best to control himself.
"Bosom friend likes dad, right~" Xiang Yang didn't dare to look directly at Liu Qianqian.
There is a situation!
Her keen sixth sense was reminding her of something, and Liu Qianqian's eyes looked back and forth between her mother and husband suspiciously.
"Okay, let me take a look first."
Mu Xin, who was held in her mother's arms, moved her eyes aside from the sound of "bah" in her mouth.
"I see, it has nothing to do with me."
"Little fat lady, this is the manuscript I wrote. Please take a look at it." Yang Tianzhen also came over with a laptop in hand.
After glancing at it from the corner of her eye, she frowned in satisfaction.
"Sister, you know me." Li He sat down and poured himself a cup of coffee from the coffee pot, "I just need coffee in the morning."
Although I don't know what Xiang Yang's bad intentions are, Liu Qianqian also has something to say.
Li Bingbing smiled.
Xiang Yang, who was embarrassed to stand there, quickly put the bread in his mouth, leaned over and picked up Zhiyin from the baby chair.
It is different from people who wake up early in the morning and tell each other about their feelings.
"You know?" Li He asked in surprise.
When he took the little granddaughter from his son-in-law, he said with a praising smile: "If your children like you, kiss them more."
"Why does she look so beautiful when you hold her in your arms?" Liu Qianxi asked in confusion.
Her eyes were fixed on Liu Wen, who was filled with joy in the photo, and there was a hint of disappointment on the corner of her mouth.
At this moment, Mu Xin saw her father coming over and imitated her sister's action before and stretched out her hands.
"Okay, okay, daddy can stick to you too."