Why can you laugh and play so much and live so happily?
Why do you have happiness and enjoy the warmth of being together happily?
Why.
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There were several couples in front of them gathered around a big box, with their feet exposed, but their upper bodies could not be seen.
An Junxi asked curiously, "Huh? What is that?"
"Isn't it? You don't even know this?" Jiang Xiaoqu looked at the front, then looked at An Junxi, "Maybe you are really a big idiot, An Junxi, don't you even know about photo stickers?"
"Photo sticker?"
Jiang Xiaoqu pursed his lips, "This is where the photos are taken. You see, they are all posing for photos."
After finishing speaking, he was about to leave, but his arm was forcefully pulled by An Junxi, "Let's go! Let's go too!"
"I won't take the photo! You have to take the photo yourself!" Taking pictures with An Junxi, a big pervert... They are not a couple, so why are they taking pictures? Jiang Xiaoqu suddenly became shy and felt strange in his heart.
"You must take a photo! People can take a photo with two people, why can't we two take a photo?" An Junxi stood in front of a machine and stretched his strong arms inside. The couple who had just taken a seat were frightened.
Then he turned to look at the person who was rushing to the front door. He was actually tall and mighty, with an arrogant look on his face. They were so frightened that they shrank back and gave way to An Junxi.
"Come here! You must take a photo! I have never played with this thing before. This is my first time taking a photo. You must take a photo with me!"
Iron arms hugged Jiang Xiaoqu and got in, looking at the screen excitedly.
An Junxi is so smart, he knows how to play this kind of thing without any teacher, and he has already started to choose photo frames very comfortably.
"I don't look good taking pictures, I don't want to take them!" Jiang Xiaoqu wanted to quit.
"Don't even think about it! Even if you look like Zhu Bajie, you still have to finish the photo!...Eh? Why are you covering your face with your hands? Are you so unsure?...Jiang Xiaoqu, if you don't put down your hands and show your face, I'm going to kiss you.
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"An Junxi!...Devil!" Jiang Xiaoqu angrily took off the hand covering his face and looked at the screen with his mouth pouted. Inside, she had red cheeks and red lips, and she was still pouting, as if she was waiting to be picked.
Red cherry.
Juicy and tender, faintly red.
An Junxi looked down at the girl and forgot about taking pictures.
"Do you still want to take the photo? If not, we will leave."
Jiang Xiaoqu pushed An Junxi, and he woke up and looked at the screen again.
"Look in front, Jiang Xiaoqu, you are not allowed to turn your face!... Don't make a pose, okay? You don't know how to pose?... Just smile... Hey, can you cooperate?... Jiang Xiaoqu!" A photo-taking process,
Full of Ahn Junxi’s very dissatisfied complaints.
His big hands sometimes twisted her head, sometimes pulled her face back, and sometimes poked her cheeks.
"An Junxi, you bastard! You can't do this!" Finally, Jiang Xiaoqu ended with shyness and anger.
The girl walked forward angrily. While waiting for the photo, An Junxi waved his arms and called, "Jiang Xiaoqu! Wait for me! I was wrong. Isn't it okay if I am wrong?"
Damn An Junxi, he actually kissed her face to take a photo, he even turned her face and kissed her on the lips... Damn it, damn it! What's even more hateful is that at that time, I was dumbfounded and allowed him to succeed.
God, what a shame!
Whoosh... An Junxi took the photo and caught up with Jiang Xiaoqu. While looking at the girl's face, he carefully guessed her mood. However, he couldn't help but laugh when he looked at the photo, "Haha, Jiang Xiaoqu, you are so stupid.
Look at your stiff expression...Haha, look at me, Mr. An, how handsome, dashing and handsome I am!...Huh? Haha, this one is even more ridiculous, look at your pout...
Live with the oil bottle..."
"Give it to me!" Jiang Xiaoqu pulled it over. First he saw the photo of An Junxi kissing her cheek. He was so ashamed and angry that he stabbed twice and tore the photo to pieces. He wanted to continue tearing it apart, but An Junxi had already
He shouted in horror, "What are you doing? You are not allowed to cause damage!"
He grabbed it into his arms, then raised it high, out of Jiang Xiaoqu's reach, to check the photo.
His face immediately turned cold.
He was fine, half of his face was torn into pieces, and the part where his lips kissed her cheeks was gone...
"How could you do this? There's me on top of this! You have to ask me if I agree before you tear it up?" An Junxi suddenly became furious, kicked the remaining photos into his pocket, and yelled at Jiang Xiaoqu
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Jiang Xiaoqu was stunned. It was the first time he saw him being so fierce. He smiled sarcastically and said, "I didn't want to take the photo in the first place. Of course I have the right to tear off the photos I don't want to take. I don't want to appear with you."
After saying that, although he relieved his hatred, Jiang Xiaoqu felt slightly uneasy. Did he go too far?
(⊙o⊙) An Junxi was stunned for a moment and looked down at the girl absentmindedly.
After a few seconds, he was no longer angry. He was full of defeat and sadness. He smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, you have always been unwilling to be with me. It's all my fault. I'm asking for embarrassment. I'm like this."
It’s…asking for trouble!”
His handsome eyes flashed with sadness, and he muttered heartbrokenly, "Even a stone man will melt when I am moved by my sincerity. Are you even harder-hearted than a stone man?"
At that moment, such a tall and straight man almost shed tears.
Jiang Xiaoqu was stunned, and under the influence of fine red wine, he looked at An Junxi in a mist.
Sakura opened her lips, wanting to say sorry, but An Junxi turned around angrily and said, "Since you don't want to see me so much, I'll leave now and won't let you bother me anymore."
Jiang Xiaoqu looked at the slightly sad back of the mighty man in surprise.
It's not entirely like that. What she just said is not the true meaning... This is also the first time for her to take a photoshoot. She is also shy, and she also feels that her photo does not look good...
But all the words were blocked in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.
There were still torn pieces of photos on the ground. After being absent-minded for a long time, Jiang Xiaoqu squatted down and picked them up piece by piece.
An Junxi walked to the car sadly and frustrated, opened the door, and got in angrily.
Humph, don’t I, An Junxi, have any dignity? Do I have to protect you, a woman who is a bitch?
Just leave! Who is afraid of whom?
I turned the key and started the car, but there was no next move for a long time.
Will think.
What is she doing?
Will she still walk on the pedestrian street and enjoy being alone, or will she find a way to go home? Or... will she call someone she likes to see and ask him to come and accompany her?
Huh! Thinking of the inexplicable love rival, An Junxi suddenly became furious.
No! He is not the kind of person who retreats when encountering difficulties. He is a master at attacking difficulties. How can he retreat without conquering difficult high ground? Wouldn't that be a ridiculous deserter?
Thinking of this, Anjun quickly pulled out the key, got out of the car and ran towards the pedestrian street.
Anxiously searching for that petite figure in the crowd, An Junxi began to worry.