Chapter 54 (1/2)

There were a lot of people on the beach, but Cheng Huan saw the person he was looking for at a glance.

Xing Xing originally wanted to play sand with other children. This would be not with people, but with his dad on the other side, making a castle by himself.

Of course, it was mainly Jiang Mingyuan that the stars belonged to destruction.

Seeing the fun of the two of them, Cheng Huan was not ready to bother. She drank the remaining water in the glass and asked someone to order a few glasses of ice drink. After paying the money, she lay on the chair and filled with salted fish.

The wind is strong on the seashore, mixed with moisture, making people sleepy. Cheng Huan originally only wanted to rest for a while, but the rest became more sleepy, and he was really lethargic behind him.

”Hello, excuse me.” The sound that rang around pulled her back from Zhou Gong, and Cheng Huan opened his eyes and looked at the source of the sound.

It was a man who looked twenty-five or sixty, with the most popular exquisite face, tall, thin, white, and a little long. He looked like he was serious about styling.

Seeing Cheng Huan get up, the lips of the man were slightly raised, revealing two shapely dimples: ”Can you help me with trouble?”

He was a little embarrassed: ”My photographer can't come with a bad stomach. I can't take a picture by myself. Can you please help me?”

”how long?”

The man hesitated and promised: ”It won't delay you too long.”

”Okay.” Cheng Huan was bored anyway, and Cheng Huan didn't mind doing a small favor. She took the camera from the man, tried it, and asked, ”Where to go to shoot?”

”Just over there.” The man pointed to a few people.

Cheng Huan nodded and walked to the place first. The people next to him quickly followed.

The man was well-equipped with everything from cameras and lens tripods. Cheng Huan had also played photography for a while in his life. He had a great deal of fun with taking pictures. The strange man also cooperated. It did n’t take long to take a group of photos.

After taking the picture, Cheng Huan flipped through the picture, and the man also came to see that he was a little close, and the smell of the perfume on his body drifted to the tip of the nose with the sea breeze.

The fragrance of the perfume is very elegant and not as aggressive as this person, but Cheng Huan didn't like the smell. She took a step aside and returned the camera: ”I'll go if it's okay.”

When you are talking, you are ready to go back.

The man did not chase, thanked him, stayed in place to look at the photos, his performance let Cheng Huan a sigh of relief, and lamented his affection for himself.

She returned to her original position, drank saliva, and the cold liquid depressed the summer heat on her body, which made people refreshed. She took a break, took the drink, and found the father and son not far away.

Jiang Mingyuan and Xingxing are still piled up in the sand. The prototype of the castle has already appeared, and the man is carving out the details.

Cheng Huan held the drinks for them, walked over and looked around for a while, and waited for him to pull out a window before handing things over: ”Drink something.”

Jiang Mingyuan turned his head and smiled naturally when he saw her. He clapped his hands, took the ice drink, thanked him, and got up to drink water unhappyly.

When he drank water, the stars were still busy. The little guy patted the sand with his hands and wanted to make a fence. He was serious about his work. Even his mother came and only took a look, and did not drink water. do it.

Cheng Huan was afraid that he was thirsty, so he crouched down, handed the cup over, drank the straw to his mouth, the star tilted his head, and drank a small cup at a stretch.

”Drink slowly, don't hold back.”

The stars are probably so thirsty that they can't stop drinking water. Cheng Huan asked him to drink for a while and then took the cup away. Later he let him take another sip.

After drinking a cup of drink, the stars snorted: ”Mom, I'm so supportive.”

”Don't let you drink so much.” Cheng Huan said to him and asked him to stand up for a while.

The little guy hesitated: ”But the castle hasn't been built yet.”

”I'm coming.” Cheng Huan sighed, pulled his son up, handed him the glass and let him get it, squatted down, and started helping his son build a wall of sand castles.

She does n’t have to cook at home during this time. She has grown her nails a lot, trimmed them into a beautiful arc, applied a gradual pale pink nail polish, grabbed a handful of sand, and stuffed them into her nails. of.