"I work overtime, and someone pays me for overtime?"
Qin Songyao smiled, "You are working for yourself."
"So why should I endure hardships in the company and go home and have hot tea and rice, which is not good?" he said casually.
Qin Songyao paused.
Does he know that there is hot tea and hot meals at home?
Why didn't you go home before?
There is something wrong.
She said: "There is hot tea and hot rice in the kitchen. Mom Li has left it for you, but before taking it, you have to drink hot medicine first."
Bo Siyan glanced at the medicine bowl.
"Have you taken the photo?"
"I'm going to shoot now."
She muttered a few words behind her hands.
Bo Siyan knew as soon as she heard this, she wanted to be procrastinated and finally did it perfunctorily.
He put down the pen in his hand, leaned back, looked at her and said, "Stand back."
"what?"
"It just so happens that I'll take photos for you first."
Qin Songyao quickly shook his head, "No, I can't do it, I'll take a photo myself."
Bo Siyan didn't talk nonsense to her, and just took the camera.
Qin Songyao covered his face with both hands.
"Let your hands down."
"I'll do it myself."
"Do you plan to do this for the rest of your life?"
Qin Songyao put down his hand, looked at the camera, and quickly turned around.
"I have a step-by-step plan, don't mess with me."
Bo Siyan sneered, "Your plan is to deceive yourself."
Qin Songyao curled his lips, "You drink your medicine, can you just ignore me?"
"Then what do you care about me for taking medicine?"
Qin Songyao: “…”
The living room was quiet for a while.
Snow cake whined twice.
The two patients thought about it at the same time.
Yes, what do he (her) do!
Whether she can face the camera depends on him.
Whether he can hear or not has anything to do with her.
Think for a while.
Qin Songyao turned around.
Bo Siyan raised his head.
Qin Songyao: "I want to see first whether your psychological disorder can be solved."
Bo Siyan: "...It's a coincidence, I want to see yours first."
Two people: "..."
Qin Songyao rolled his eyes.
Bo Siyan pursed his lips and tapped his fingers at the camera lens.
Qin Songyao licked his lips and said, "You should be more motivated and give me some examples first?"
"You might as well say it directly and let me be a guinea pig for you."
Qin Songyao's eyes rolled.
After a long time, she thought for a while and said, "Now we are the two of us, okay?"
Bo Siyan did not refute, he raised the camera and said, "You take pictures, I'll take medicine."
"You first..."
"I'll press you to shoot any more."
Qin Songyao shut up.
She stood there, like a primary school student, although she looked ahead, but her eyes were empty.
Once the lens is opened.
She started to talk nonsense: "Bo Siyan, I'm afraid of the camera because I've been photographed. Why are you?"
“Look at the camera.”
"Have you been bullied, too?"
"Don't sway your feet."
"I……"
"Stop looking at the camera, look at me." He frowned.
Qin Songyao swallowed, "Ah?"
On the sofa, Bo Siyan looked at her silly looking at her eyes turning, her lips tilted, and repeated: "Look at me."
Qin Songyao reacted for a while and moved his gaze to his face.
"What do you think of?"
"Eye."
Um?
"Look at my eyes."
Stupid.
Qin Songyao licked his lips again and looked into his eyes.
He moved the camera down and did not cover his own face, as if it was convenient for her to see him.
"Hair, tidy it up," he said.
"oh."
She quickly finished her work and continued to look at his eyes, without realizing that this was not a document photo, and she had to care about her hair.
His eyes were facing each other, and his eyes were very calm and could not see the bottom.
She seemed to be able to hear her heartbeat, but she felt her heartbeat was not fast.