Chapter 425 (1/2)
He Chaoqun's coquetry attack is obviously very maternal. Without saying a word, he agrees. He also tells Ling Han not to be lazy and help him carry things. The tone of the advice is the same as that of his own servant.
Ye Huanyan was a little angry. He wanted to help him say a few words, but he was held by Ling Han.
The drifting profusely and disorderly, and the leaves of the Wutong trees in the four hills were all raging and golden. They walked on the road like a golden blanket, as if they were in fairyland.
”This position is very good. Just take a picture here. Brother Linghan, come and take a picture for me.”
The three foot stands on the center of Wutong Avenue, and the cold standing in front of the three feet, leaning slightly, and taking pictures is very professional. He Chaoqun in the lens is wearing a black hooded sweater, blue nine cent jeans rolled up trouser legs, and tread on a pair of small white shoes, the whole youth is alive.
Just about to press the shutter, the boy suddenly made a pause gesture, ”that, brother Linghan, you'll shoot later.”
With that, he suddenly ran to the outside of the camera and pulled ye Huanyan over. He grabbed her shoulder and said to the camera with a smile, ”shoot, brother Linghan...”
Ling Han pressed the shutter tightly, and his eyes were cold.
Ye Huanyan is obviously struggling. She stares at he Chaoqun unhappily, ”what are you doing?”
”Sister, just take a picture. Go back and show it to Aunt Gu. You don't want me to talk about it.”
”You...”
Ye Huanyan is angry, but he doesn't care.
”Brother Linghan, you can start shooting...”
He Chaoqun's voice came from afar. Ling Han took a deep breath. His eyes were deep and he said in a deep voice, ”it's over.”
Just hearing this, ye Huanyan was too busy to break free and ran to Linghan. Then he was far away from he Chaoqun, a thief proof attitude.
Fortunately, besides the Wutong Avenue, Ho Chao Tun was making a serious picture of the architecture and landscape layout. Later, he could barely care about them. He himself took the SLR from the three tripod and sat down in front of the church for a long time.
In the sunset, Ye Yan Yan was sitting beside the church chair, sitting on the couch of the church door. Behind him was the Wutong Avenue, the golden leaves fell on his shoulders, and the autumn wind set cool, and Ling cold wrapped her coat on her shoulders.
”Linghan, you don't mind. Uncle he has a good relationship with my parents. A small group of people are not bad. They are just joking.”
”I'm such a careful person in your eyes?”
”Do you mind?”
”Well...”
Ye Huanyan's face slightly changed, two bags bulging out of his cheek.