After Leng Mohan made a request to the photographer, he took Luo Jiaojiao to the shooting location.
Both of them have outstanding looks. Leng Mohan is wearing a neat military uniform, while Luo Jiaojiao is wearing a striking red dress, like a moving painting.
They stood there, naturally forming a beautiful landscape, attracting people's attention.
The photographer was also shocked by their beauty. He had never seen such a great couple.
Unfortunately, Leng Mohan is a soldier, exuding a cold temperament, but the photographer couldn't help but have a bold idea in his heart - if he could hang their photos outside the store to attract customers, many people would come to take pictures. Of course, this is just an unrealistic fantasy, and he can only look forward to it silently in his heart.
"Leng Mohan suddenly interrupted the photographer's contemplation, "When can we get the photos?"
The photographer was brought back to reality by the question. He looked up at Leng Mohan and replied, "It will be the day after tomorrow. If you are in a hurry, you can pay an extra fee and come pick it up tomorrow."
After hearing this, Leng Mohan nodded slightly and said, "We'll come and pick it up the day after tomorrow." He then left the photo studio with Luo Jiaojiao.
"Okay." The photographer breathed a sigh of relief as he watched them leave. Leng Mohan's aura was so strong that he felt a little breathless.
"Captain Leng." Zhou Wenwen's voice was filled with disbelief, and her eyes wandered between Leng Mohan and Luo Jiaojiao. The figure that had puzzled her in the supply and marketing cooperative was now in front of her.
It really is Leng Mohan, but who is that woman next to him?
Zhou Wenwen forced herself to calm down, she took a deep breath and took a step forward. Her heart was beating a little fast, no, she had never heard that he had someone he liked before.
"Captain Leng, who is she?" Zhou Wenwen's voice was filled with a subtle nervousness. She had always known that Leng Mohan was an orphan, with no relatives or sisters.
However, Luo Jiaojiao's appearance made her feel unprecedented pressure. Luo Jiaojiao's beauty and outstandingness made her start to worry about the relationship between this woman and Leng Mohan.
Zhou Wenwen felt a crisis.
Leng Mohan was confused by the doubt in Zhou Wenwen's tone, as they didn't have much in common.
He glanced at Luo Jiaojiao beside him and announced calmly: "Luo Jiaojiao is my wife. Zhou Wenwen is from the art troupe."
After saying that, Leng Mohan planned to take Luo Jiaojiao away and no longer get entangled with Zhou Wenwen.
However, Zhou Wenwen's heart was in great turmoil. She looked at Leng Mohan in disbelief, her lips moving slightly, as if she wanted to confess her feelings for many years.
But looking around, she noticed that people's eyes were focused on them, and there was a lot of chatter. She could only hold back and bury her deep affection in her heart.
"Really? Why haven't I heard about your marriage before?" Zhou Wenwen showed a subtle expression on her face, and asked Leng Mohan tentatively.
"We have already obtained the marriage certificate, and the marriage application is also under review. Whether you believe it or not, it doesn't matter to me. Get out of the way, we are going back." Leng Mohan's eyes flashed with a sharpness. He clearly felt Luo Jiaojiao's nervousness and didn't want to continue to entangle with Zhou Wenwen. He also wanted to go back to rest. Guarding the car last night kept him awake all night.
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