Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

After Shi Miao finished changing her clothes, she came out and saw Zhan Yeling who was waiting for her in the hall.    

He also changed into a matching red wedding dress and a black suit. There was a trace of coldness on his body, but he was even more handsome and cool.    

This man, no matter what he wore, was similarly stunning and peerlessly handsome.    

Shi Miao was stunned when she saw this.    

When Zhan Yeling saw her come out, he stood up and stretched out his hand towards her. Shi Miao quickly walked over and gave his hand to him.    

He held her hand and walked out together with her.    

His big palm wrapped around her small hand. It was so warm. His hot temperature passed through the palm and into her heart.    

She walked beside him and tilted her head to look at his profile that was clearly defined. The red wedding dress made his firm and resolute face lose traces of warmth.    

Shi Miao looked at him and a warm and touching warmth flowed into her heart.    

Just like that, she was led by him and kept walking forward until the end of the world. How good would it be...    

Shi Miao originally thought that Zhan Yeling was usually cold and heartless. When he took pictures, he would definitely be stiff or cold. He would not listen to her and would not take pictures.    

In fact, Shi Miao thought wrong.    

When Zhan Yeling took pictures with her, he was really a good photographer. He was the one who directed the scene and posture the whole time. He already had an expression on his face.    

And it was so natural and accurate.    

After taking a few sets of clothes, he wasn't tired at all. Furthermore, he finished taking pictures in a few hours.    

It was only three o'clock in the afternoon when he finished filming.    

Zhan Yeling was driving in front while Shi Miao was sitting in the front passenger seat.    

Zhan Yeling focused on driving and asked her, "Are you tired?"    

Shi Miao shook her head. "I'm not tired. I can film two more sets."    

"Then we can film a few more sets tomorrow." Zhan Yeling responded to her.    

Shi Miao was shocked and quickly waved her hand. "No, no, we have already bid eight sets. That's enough. I just casually said it just now to prove to you that I am not tired."    

"Yes." A single syllable came out from Zhan Yeling's throat.    

He drove home.    

Shi Miao asked him, "Aren't you going to pick up the children?"    

"Let Manager Lee pick them up. Go upstairs and rest for a while." Zhan Yeling said in a low and magnetic voice.    

Although Shi Miao told him that she was not tired, he still kindly let her rest.    

Even if she did not feel tired after taking the wedding photos for half a day, her body would still be tired.    

The corner of Shi Miao's mouth curled up. She was very satisfied with his consideration.    

The next morning, Shi Miao was woken up by Zhan Yeling.    

She opened her eyes in a daze with sleepy eyes. She picked up the phone and took a look. "It's only seven o'clock. Why are you up?"    

"Have you forgotten what day it is today?" Zhan Yeling placed his hands on her side and wrapped her under his chest. He looked down at her from above.    

"What day is it?" Shi Miao scratched her head in confusion.    

"What did I tell you yesterday? Did you forget?" Zhan Yeling raised his eyebrows.    

"Oh, I remember." Shi Miao immediately woke up. "We need to get the certificate!"    

She actually forgot such an important thing.    

Luckily, Zhan Yeling was still thinking about it, so he called her up so early.    

"Then why aren't you getting up?" Zhan Yeling said.    

Shi Miao rolled her eyes up and down. "If you are like this, how can I get up?"    

He circled her, but she could not move either.    

Zhan Yeling raised the corner of his lips and kissed her heavily on the lips before moving away.    

Shi Miao was stunned by the kiss.    

After Zhan Yeling got off the bed, she quickly sat up and started to put on her clothes, wash up, and put on makeup.    

Today was the day to collect the certificate, so she could not be careless.