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Chapter 3885

For the studio and makeup artist, just walk through a corridor.

Along the way, He Zixin's eyes looked at Yi Qianci from time to time. Today, although he only had a light makeup, he was particularly handsome.

Perhaps because the bangs on his forehead were combed backwards, revealing his full forehead, and wearing a suit, he looked more mature than before.

The beautiful sword eyebrows, with a handsome nose, a angular face, and sexy thin lips, are really good looking no matter how you look at it!

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my face?" Yi Qianci's voice suddenly rang.

He Zixin's eyes suddenly met the narrow and deep eyes, and Zhang Junyan was facing her head in front of her.

"Ah, nothing is wrong!" She said quickly, but her face turned red.

"It's really nothing?" Yi Qianci narrowed his eyes slightly, and his face closer to He Zixin.

"It's really... nothing!" she said embarrassedly, especially now, there were other people following them, but seeing the person in front of her seemed to have to ask for an answer, she could only say, "I just think you look good."

"Does it look good?" Yi Qianci pondered, "Do you like me dressing like this?"

"You...uh, you're pretty good-looking, but today's feeling is a little different from what you usually feel." He Zixin whispered, then urged, "Okay, let's go quickly, the photographer is still waiting!"

Yi Qianci and He Zixin continued to walk forward.

When I arrived at the studio, the photographer was already waiting.

All the sets are ready.

After posing a few poses as the photographer asked at the beginning, the photographer asked the two to take a casual shot, and he took a photo from the side.

"Are you tired?" Yi Qianci asked He Zixin.

"It's okay," she replied, "but her feet are a little sore."

"Is my feet sore?" He was stunned and glanced at her feet.

However, because her long wedding dress covered her feet, she couldn't see it.

"I wore high heels today. I rarely wore high heels, so if I stand for a little longer, I would become sore." He Zixin explained.

"Then you sit down first, I'll take a look." Yi Qian said.

"But aren't you still taking pictures now?" she said hurriedly.

"Just pause for a moment." Yi Qian said, then used gestures to pause with the photographer, and then pulled He Zixin to sit on the chair beside him.

The chair was originally a prop for the studio. He Zixin sat on the chair. Yi Qianci squatted down in front of her, pulled her skirt slightly away, and saw the high heels she was standing on.

"Why is he so tall?" Yi Qianci frowned.

"Because our height is a bit different, if the heel is not high, the effect will be bad when the photo is taken." He Zixin quickly explained, "They asked me to choose shoes. After thinking about it, I should choose a higher heel."

After all, she is taking wedding photos once in a lifetime. She always hopes to take them better and strives for perfection.

He pursed his thin lips, helped her take off his high heels, and gently rubbed her feet with his fingers, "Will your feet feel more comfortable like this?"

He Zixin was a little embarrassed. I have to say that the strength of Yi Qianci rubbing his feet was just right. The soles of his feet, which were originally a little sore, felt much more comfortable.

But the problem is... there are many other people around! Now it's like he rubbing her feet in front of everyone.
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