Nan Baihao glanced at everyone one by one, not wanting to offend anyone. Finally, he decisively found the person he was least familiar with, pointed at Lingyin and said, "He!"
Lingyin's expression crackled, and he asked himself that he was one of the few people in this photo whose posture was relatively elegant.
But the other party is Huahua's third brother, and it's not easy for him to talk back. After all, he's not too familiar with her, and it's hard to get along with him. Besides, he's still chasing Huahua, just in case someone else snitches on Huahua's ears and tries to put on his shoes...
Just when he was struggling, Huahua beside him was already yelling: "He is obviously your second best person in this photo, what does it matter to my brother Ling, you bitch!"
Lingyin's troubled heart suddenly became enlightened with a sudden sound.
This, this, this...is this the feeling of being protected by your wife?
Simply awesome!
He slightly outlined the corners of his mouth and said modestly: "Actually, my posture is also..."
"My brother Ling's posture is the most beautiful, and I really have the best eyesight!" Huahua had already continued what he had not finished, narcissistically expressing his aesthetics.
Lingyin decisively shut up and sighed again: It feels so happy to be protected by my wife!
"Would you like to take another photo?" Chenxing stood up to ease the atmosphere.
"I agree with both hands and feet!" Wen Jingru said.
What’s so good about taking this kind of photo?
This is the common sentiment of all serious men, no matter how you shoot, you will do the same!
"Jump!"
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"Jump!"
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"Jump!"
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"Why don't we pose as the Thousand-Armed Guanyin?" Chenxing gradually noticed that all the men's faces had turned into bitter melon faces, and suggested kindly.
Huanhuan shouted: "That's great, it's the same idea as mine!"
Gu Shaocheng and Bai Qingqing whispered secretly: "If I say that I have a stomachache, can you agree with me?"
This photo really ruins the image.
Bai Qingqing immediately said: "I have a stomachache too!"
Yan Fengchi already groaned: "It seems like I have a bad stomach."
Nan Pakhao: "Me too!"
Gu Shaocheng and Bai Qingqing looked over with cold eyes: You two bitches, this is obviously what we thought of!
"Brother Ling, let's take pictures. You hold me and throw me into the air." Huahua pulled Lingyin and muttered to him about which angle was the most perfect for taking pictures. Under his words and deeds, the two of them
Taking a suspended photo in the air is so beautiful no matter how you take it. As soon as the photo was taken, several women followed suit.
Chenxing: "Husband, I like taking pictures of flowers!"
Huanhuan: "Husband, this kind is even better!"
Huahua and Lingyin have already gone to take photos of other styles.
There is no need to worry about taking pictures with the natural clothes hanger. Lingyin has become the focus of all the men who want to strangle to death. Her appearance is impeccable.
After returning to the nearest decent hotel from the Sky Mirror, Huahua looked at the photos in Shanfang's camera at the dining table and pointed them out: "Do you think this picture of me and Brother Ling looks good?"
Gu Shaocheng took the menu and ordered, ignoring it.
Nan Baihao was coaxing Huanhuan, Luo Xi and Feng Chi were whispering, Chenxing pulled Jingru and they were chatting and laughing, Bai Qingqing went to the bathroom, Huahua glanced at her, "Humph, you are just jealous!"
Huahua narcissistically uploaded a few particularly beautiful photos to her mobile phone, and then clicked on Weibo to upload them. It was rare that this hotel had WIFI. He held up his mobile phone to show Lingyin: "I'll send these photos and tell me."
My little wives, we are in heaven, as beautiful as last night."
Lingyin sat quietly beside him, the corners of his eyes twitching: "Little wives?"
"Now everyone on Weibo calls them little wives. My nectars will be my little wives from now on. Do you have any objections?"