"You've made a lot of money, but my photos are never shown to anyone." He whispered.
Gu Lian turned around and said, "Let me take a look."
With a smile on his lips, Lu Zechen searched for it on his phone, raised his hand and waved it in front of her, "Let's see, does it look better than yours?"
Gu Lian took a closer look and immediately widened his eyes.
She subconsciously went to grab it, but Lu Zechen quickly retracted his hand.
"Lu, Ze, Chen!" She gritted her teeth and whispered.
Lu Zechen pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek, with a malicious look on his face, "Doesn't it look good?"
Gu Lian was speechless.
She could see clearly that the photo was from when she fell asleep one night.
It was an afterthought, of course she had no clothes on, and the quilt only just reached her chest.
In the camera, he rested his elbow on her side, leaned over and kissed his earlobe, with an emotional look on his face.
Her back was pressed against his chest, and there was a slight color difference in her skin, but it heightened the aura of the picture.
"When did you take the photo?" She reached out and pinched him.
Lu Zechen gritted his teeth and hissed slightly, "Just tell me whether it looks good or not."
Gu Lian: "..."
She cleared her throat and threatened in a low voice, "Anything else? Delete it!"
Lu Zechen: "Don't delete it, it's my treasure."
There was nothing else he could do to coax her. She was by his side every day, so why did he need to look at the photos? Besides, he didn't trust his phone no matter how safe it was. If it were leaked, wouldn't it be seen by others?
Gu Lian licked her lips and squeezed his waist harder.
Lu Zechen endured it, and while her attention was on the photo, he quickly reached over and stole her phone again.
Gu Lian clicked his tongue, "What for?"
Lu Zechen gave her his mobile phone, "You look at yours, and I look at mine."
Gu Lian quickly took it over and checked it carefully, fearing that he really took some pictures that he shouldn't have taken.
Opposite me, Yan Han hugged Song Xiang, rubbed her thin white wrists with his hands, and whispered: "Don't do this again."
There is a sticker with the word "Han" on the inside of Song Xiang's wrist. It is a gadget Suman found a few days ago, saying it is a childhood memory.
"No..." Song Xiang shook his head.
She is quite rare. According to Suman, that tattoo sticker is a childhood artifact, but she has never played with it. She thinks it is quite interesting. It does not require a tattoo, but it has the effect of a tattoo.
cough--
A slight cough.
Yan Han heard the sound and looked towards Lu Zechen.
What kind of monster are you doing?
Lu Zechen "calmly" lifted up Gu Lian's phone and tactfully swiped the wallpaper in the direction of Yan Han.
Show silently.
Gu Lian caught a glimpse of his movements and rolled her eyes wildly.
Too childish.
Yan Han snorted softly, suddenly raised Song Xiang's wrist, and said naturally: "Don't do it next time."
Song Xiang didn't understand what he meant and said lazily: "No, I'll do it next time. I'll do it all next time. I want all three words."
Lu Zechen squinted and saw the word "Han" on Song Xiang's wrist.
Tsk.
Gu Lian caught a glimpse of his suddenly troubled expression and couldn't help laughing.
Idiot, I asked you to show off, but someone else showed you off.
Opposite him, Yan Yanhan raised the corners of his lips and let out a low-key snort.
Lu Zechen: "..."
The two childish ghosts competed silently until Xiang Shuyi came to persuade Song Xiang to go back to the room and take medicine.
Gu Lian also wanted to visit the company and got up along the way.
The group of people went into the room to look for Gong Shiheng, and found that he was still leaning on the bedside, with a serious expression on his face, deep in thought.
"You and Yan Han are so wicked, I guess he won't be able to sleep tonight."
After leaving the door, Gu Lian said to Lu Zechen.
Lu Zechen was still trapped in the disappointment of failing to show affection just now, and had no time to care about his brother's life and death.