Cheng Jinfeng held up the camera, grinning almost to his temples.
The girl is wearing a white suspender dress, her waist-length hair is slightly curly and scattered, covering her slender waist, and her raised hair is full of alluring charm.
The boy was wearing a white tuxedo, holding flowers in his left hand and her in his right hand. His bangs were a bit long, and fell into shadows under his eyes.
The sunshine generally prefers handsome men and beautiful women, and it shines all around them. They are so white that they only have eyes for each other.
It's a pity that I signed a confidentiality agreement and can't send it to friends.
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In the autumn afternoon, the temperature is not too high, but it is still very cold just wearing a suspender skirt.
Shen Qinghe had goosebumps from the cold and hugged Jiang Yao tightly to absorb the warmth.
He had a different scent, it wasn't too strong, it was a fresh citrus scent, with a bit of a mixture of mint and incense.
She put her nose close to his body and tasted it carefully.
Jiang Yao raised his eyebrows: "What about sucking cats?"
Even after leaving, Shen Qinghe's nose was still lingering with the faint fragrance of mint, and he reluctantly asked: "What perfume did you use today?"
A bit over the top.
"Blue."
Shen Qinghe curled his lips: "Scumbag smells good."
Jiang Yao: "......?"
Shen Qinghe turned around and rested her head on his shoulder. The sun was a bit dazzling and she frowned.
Jiang Yao raised his thin arms to block most of the sunlight for her.
She always loved to joke, and she drew circles on his chest with her soft little hands, coquettishly: "Oh! Brother, that light bulb caught someone's eye~"
The cat seemed to feel uncomfortable scratching the place she scratched.
Jiang Yao raised his chin and signaled Cheng Jinfeng to leave.
Cheng Jinfeng's eyes, which usually looked like he was not awake, were in vain. He was caught off guard and was stunned for a moment: "You want me to leave?"
He couldn't believe it. He just threw it away after using it?
Jiang Yao raised his left eyebrow, raised the corner of his mouth coolly, and smiled without any sense of morality.
"Slaying the mill and killing the donkey?"
"Um."
Cheng Jinfeng carried the camera and turned back three times to leave, still holding on to hope in his heart.
"I'm really leaving! Don't keep me."
"Don't go."
Cheng Jinfeng could not wait to have tears in his eyes: "It's better for Sister Qinghe."
Shen Qinghe made a surprise attack: "Don't walk! Run! Hurry up!"
Cheng Jinfeng sneered and left without looking back.
Smelly couples are so annoying.
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Shen Qinghe withdrew her gaze and fell on the white hyacinths. She had the impression that this was the third time she had seen someone bringing hyacinths.
What he sent was not roses or sunflowers, but hyacinths.
"Why hyacinth?"
Jiang Yao picked up her hair with his fingers, stroking it for a while, and slowly told the truth: "A love that I dare not reveal."
With a flash of inspiration, Shen Qinghe suddenly seemed to have thought of something, his heart beat out of rhythm, and a blush appeared on his fair cheeks at a speed visible to the naked eye.
I wanted to test my suspicion: "During my freshman year, the hyacinth at the door was also given by you?"
His eyes were filled with emotions that she couldn't understand. After a while, he said "Yeah" calmly.
Shen Qinghe: "So, you liked me in your senior year of high school?"
When she thought of this possibility, her heart beat even harder.
Could it be that Jiang Yao liked her first?
Probably because he was looking forward to the answer too much, Shen Qinghe stood on tiptoe and looked at him seriously: "You..."
All unspoken words were blocked between his lips and teeth.
Jiang Yao pressed her into his arms with his left arm, and freed his right hand to caress her small face as big as a palm.
My breathing gradually became faster, and I even couldn't breathe.
Shen Qinghe opened his eyes and saw him more clearly. Her lips were occupied by him. Even if he closed his eyes, he could feel his emotion.
A pair of hands covered her eyes and she was forced to close them.
After a while, Jiang Yao was willing to let her go. His thin lips came to the base of her red ears, and he almost spoke close to her: "Yes, I have liked you for a long time."
Much sooner than you think.
His breath seemed to sweep to the edge of her ear, easily arousing a shiver.
Shen Qinghe's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her legs were so weak that it felt like she was stepping on marshmallows. If Jiang Yao hadn't been holding her up, she would have almost knelt down.
Then he must have known that he was Heye and confessed his love.