And the sunset in late autumn is very beautiful.

Suddenly, a very petite figure suddenly jumped into his lens.

The girl has curly hair and big kind eyes, like a newly lost elf, very smart.

It brings spirituality to the whole picture.

Click, another picture, he felt that this picture was very good.

"Wait a minute." The photo came out automatically, and Gu Yansi stopped the girl who was about to leave.

He wants to give the photo to her because the girl in the photo is not the one he has been waiting for to appear.

So it doesn’t make much sense,

"Are you calling me?" Weinuo, who was just about to go home, was surprised. Why did the notoriously melancholic prince Gu Yansi ask her to wait.

What is this going to do? My little heart couldn’t help but beat a few times more.

"These photos are for you." Gu Yansi handed them to her without looking at her again.

"Why did you give it to me?" Weinuo was surprised because she hadn't seen the scenery or people in the photo yet.

"You can just see for yourself. Goodbye." Gu Yansi continued walking with the camera, and the setting sun illuminated his tall body.

Plated with a layer of golden light.

Weinuo stood there stupidly, watching the figure leave. In fact, she just liked such a melancholy and quiet boy.

In fact, Gu Yansi is very good.

After finishing his daze, Weinuo saw himself accidentally appearing in the photo.

Could it be that he suddenly broke into his camera and allowed him to record himself?

Seeing that she could be so dexterous on the screen, it was the first time she had enjoyed such a feeling.

No matter which angle you look at, or the sense of picture, and sense of coordination, everything is perfect. As expected of the president of the photography club, his talent is impeccable.

Weinuo's heart was as sweet as honey, and they all said that the Melancholy Prince was just the kind of handsome guy to look at.

You can watch it from a distance but don't play with it.

But Weinuo discovered that this was not actually the case.

Probably he is waiting, waiting for the right person.

Holding those photos, Weinuo got into the housekeeper's car and went home like a jumping bird.

Mu Zihan was wearing a white sweatshirt in the dance studio, practicing furiously, playing loud music all by himself, vibrating his eardrums.

The body becomes dripping with sweat after strenuous exercise.

At this time, he was the only one in the dance studio, and no one came to disturb him.

He didn't know how long he had been practicing, but he felt tired and weak. He squatted on the floor helplessly. He had never felt that desolate before.

After thinking about it for so many days, he still didn't understand why Luo Keer rejected him so decisively.

What is so bad about him? Could it be that he is not worthy of her?
Chapter completed!