On Zhu La's lips, constantly rubbing, the corners of Leng Chenxuan's mouth hooked a faint smile.

Zhu La dodged Leng Chenxuan's big palm, hung her head shyly, and a blush on her cheeks gradually spread.

"Good!"

The photographer shouted at the two of them, and Jura's cheeks flushed even more when she heard the photographer's voice.

For some reason, in the face of Leng Chenxuan, Zhu La would always blush unconsciously.

She thinks of herself as a boy, with a big grin, and is never affected by anything.

But why is it always changed by the man in front of him, Jura is a little annoyed.

She raised her eyes and glared at Leng Chenxuan angrily, her angry eyes revealing shyness.

Seeing Zhu La's complicated eyes, the corners of Leng Chenxuan's mouth hooked a wicked smile after success.

Leng Chenxuan glanced at the cameraman, and seeing that his shooting was over, he reached out and pinched Jura's cheek: "Come on!" After speaking, he turned around and left the studio.

Looking at Leng Chenxuan's distant figure, Zhu La actually felt a sense of loss in her heart.

She adjusted her emotions anew, stood in place, and waited for Ouyang Mo's arrival.

"Closer to each other, a little more intimate!" the photographer commanded the two with his camera.

Zhu La's face was a little embarrassed, she would unconsciously let go to the side, and Ouyang Mo only smiled helplessly at Zhu La's movements.

"Jura, just like just now, laugh!" The photographer kept guiding, but somehow, Jura just didn't follow the photographer's arrangement and guidance.

Her body kept fleeing to the side, and Ouyang Mo had no choice but to follow her footsteps and lean to the side.

"Jura, the expression is wrong, smile naturally!"

"Jura, get closer to Ouyang Mo?"

"Jura...... What the hell is going on with you...... Jura ......"

The photographer kept directing, but Jura couldn't get into the state.

All her emotions have been delivered to Leng Chenxuan just now, and she always can't enter the state of falling in love with Ouyang Mo.

If you can't get in, you won't have that kind of look and that feeling.

"No more shooting!"

The photographer angrily threw the camera in his hand on the table and sat down in a chair angrily.

Ouyang Mo walked out of the studio, he calmed the photographer's mood and let him continue to work.

After appeasing the photographer, Ouyang Mo communicated with Zhu La again, Zhu La shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "I don't have feelings for you!"

Hearing such an answer, Ouyang Mo was also very helpless, what he felt was that it was not something he could control.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Ouyang Mo was helpless. He came up with a last resort.

He put it next to Zhula's ear and whispered: "It's really not good, you can treat me as Leng Chenxuan?"

Hearing Ouyang Mo's funny words, Zhu La smiled slightly, her lips slightly upturned.

"Let's be happy, okay, let's shoot!" Ouyang Mo finally smiled when he saw Zhu La.

He walked up to the photographer and urged him to hurry up and shoot.

Seeing this, the photographer picked up the camera and kept shooting at the two of them.

Jura gradually let go, although there was no thick affection in her eyes, but at least there was a smile.

Everything was coming according to Ouyang Mo's reminder, and Jura was amused by Ouyang Mo's humorous words.

After a group of photographs, it was already evening, and Jura's chest was pressed against her back when she was hungry.

Suddenly, she smelled the smell of rice, and Jura raised her eyes to find the place where the rice smelled.

I saw Leng Chenxuan let people push a dining cart over.

"Everyone has worked hard today, the president invites everyone to have a big meal!" Lint pushed the dining cart and walked to the center, announcing to everyone.

Leng Chenxuan walked to Zhu La's side, tilted his head and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Jura nodded instinctively, she swallowed her saliva and looked at the food truck in the distance.

Her appearance as a foodie made Leng Chenxuan chuckle: "I knew you were hungry, so I went to buy it, so let's eat first?" After speaking, she took Jula's little hand and walked to the dining car.

Leng Chenxuan took out a box of Jura's favorite sauerkraut fish and led her to the next room.

As soon as Jura sat down, she opened the lunch box, looked at the dishes in the lunch box, she picked up the chopsticks, took a chopstick, and put them in her mouth.

The familiar feeling suddenly satisfied Jura, who covered her lips and stared at the dishes in her lunch box.

"Is it the food of the old place?" Jura knew where it was as she ate the familiar taste.

Leng Chenxuan scraped the tip of Jura's nose and said softly: "Can't escape the mouth of a foodie?" After speaking, he stared at Jura's greasy lips and chuckled.

Stretching out his big palm, Leng Chenxuan wiped the rice grains from the corner of Zhu La's mouth with his thumb.

That gentle movement made Jura tremble, and Jura silently scolded herself in the bottom of her heart.

Why should I be, aren't I a person with strong self-control, why am I so unreserved when I eat something from others?

Zhu La's whispered muttering, in Leng Chenxuan's opinion, was unusually cute.

He gently patted Jura on the shoulder and said slowly: "What are you muttering, the food is not delicious?"

Leng Chenxuan found out that he was muttering, and Jura was so frightened that she bit her tongue.

The smell of blood spread in her mouth, Zhu La's tears of pain flowed, she looked at Leng Chenxuan with teary eyes, and held her mouth aggrievedly: "It's all your fault!"

Leng Chenxuan didn't understand the woman who was fine just now, and now she was suddenly in a mood.

This sudden action made Leng Chenxuan stunned, and when he saw the blood flowing from the corner of Zhu La's mouth, he touched Zhu La's lips with concern: "Does it hurt?"

Zhu La held her mouth and ignored Leng Chenxuan's inquiry, she turned her head and turned her back to Leng Chenxuan angrily.

"Okay, I'll blow it for you...... It doesn't hurt!" Leng Chenxuan forcibly turned Jura's shoulder and blew softly on her lips.

The cool wind blew on Jura's lips, and there was a feeling of relief from the pain.

Jura had never felt that she was so pretentious, no matter what had happened before.

She was strong enough to carry it, but now, just biting her tongue, she was able to hurt for so long.

Jura was a little speechless to herself, she covered her mouth, ignoring Leng Chenxuan's concern.

"It won't hurt if you blow it!" Leng Chenxuan's big palm tightly grasped Jula's arm to prevent her from moving.

He blew on Jura's lips carefully, and his careful and serious appearance was actually so moving.

Sure enough, a handsome face will make people's hearts move, and Jura silently comforted herself in her heart.

She didn't want these things to disturb her heart.

Can't let the man in front of him ruin his plan, what she wants, he can't give.

Rather than this, it is better to wear out her thoughts early.

Zhu La withdrew her hands, retracted her arms in embarrassment, and pushed Leng Chenxuan's chest: "Okay, I'm not a child!"

The ambiguity between the two can only be understood by the two of them.

Leng Chenxuan's gloomy expression will only change when he meets Jula.

Zhu La's big grin and strong personality will only be shy when she meets Leng Chenxuan.

Everything between the two can only be understood by themselves, outsiders do not need to participate, it is useless to say more, it is better not to say it.