Keep you in my arms

At ten twenty in the evening, in the hotel room.

After taking a shower and drying his hair, Edward walked to the bed and found that the woman was sleeping soundly. He tiptoed to the bed, turned off the light and hugged her from behind as usual. The woman in his arms turned over and rubbed against his chest.

She was like a coquettish kitten. But she was tired and frightened today, and the next few days would also be very tired, so he didn't want her to be tired again.

Edward held her contentedly, but didn't see her smile.

From the south to the Maldives, Angela was full of energy at the beginning. But in the last few days, she was listless liking an eggplant beaten by frost.

In order not to mess up her appearance, she couldn't relax even when she was resting. On the last day in Maldives, her feet had been scraped by high heels. Lucy asked her assistant to look for band aids. Seeing this, Edward came over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"My feet are scraped." Angela sat on the chair and looked up.

Seeing her aggrieved face, he squatted down and held her feet in the palm of his hand to look at it carefully.

Angela rarely wore high-heeled shoes. The skin on her feet was fair and flawless, and it was more delicate than women who often wore high-heeled shoes. When they were taking photos in the south, Angela was wearing traditional wedding shoes and didn't hurt her feet. In the past few days of photographing in Maldives, every set of clothes was matched with high-heeled shoes. In fact, her feet had been worn out on the afternoon of the first day. In result of the accumulation of hurt, the skin on several parts of her ankle was broken.

"It's so serious. Why did you deal with it so late?" Edward looked up with cold eyes. Lucy and her assistants were too scared to say a word.

After getting along with Lucy for several days, Angela became familiar with her. Lucy was good at taking care of people and always looked at her. It was not her fault. However, Lucy was bold, why was she frightened to not know what to say because of Edward's words?

She hurriedly pulled his hand and said, "It's normal to be scraped wearing high heels! I just thought that I could put up with it! "

"Then don't wear it! Lucy, bring me some flat shoes. " As soon as Mr. Edward gave the order, Lucy asked her assistant to fetch it.

I don't want to wear flat shoes! " Angela stopped

be a whole day tomorrow. Are

"Yes! I don't wear flat

it made him

you so tall? If I don't wear high-heeled

that's why you don't want

her fault that she was not tall enough, she still felt a little embarrassed. Not only Edward, but also

more and more adorable. She said sincerely, "This

it, Lucy. You don't have to comfort me! I don't depend on my height. It's not my fault to be short. Besides, there are high heels. With the help of tools, I can still take photos with him! " She said half jokingly and half

unexpected to him. Sometimes, he really wanted to know if her brain structure was different from others! His displeasure was swept away. He pinched her cheek

fool! Your whole family are stupid! " Angela dodged him and said.

towards the photographer. After a while, he came back. The

she wanted to go back to the hotel to have

on her high heels, Edward said, "Don't wear it. Give it

"What?"

group of photos." Edward took her high-heeled shoes and

them in another way. Considering your feet, Mrs. Angela, we suggest that you can take a group of photos of the bridegroom carrying the bride walking along the coastline. The scenery here is good and it will be

would take a person dozens of minutes to walk alone, wouldn't it?

to say. It depends on the process of taking photos." The assistant

doesn't matter. Come on."

and weighed less than a hundred. She was quite light. After he carried her on his

and stood up with her on his back.

Of course, in order to get a good result, the staff would hold an umbrella for them