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Living with him in a room with only the wall of the bathroom, Luo Shen's heart was a little complicated, thinking about the company of the previous five days, he was considerate and meticulous.

From the first day he officially entered the attraction, he disliked that her bag was too heavy, so he carried two bags by himself that day, and she helped him hold the camera and take photos of him and the scenery.

From the next day, he forcibly reduced her gear, taking her unnecessary belongings from her backpack before each departure.

On the experience of climbing the mountain that day, he bought a bamboo crutch with a curved hook at the bottom of the mountain, and used this crutch to lead her up the mountain along the way.

She bit her lip lightly, thinking a little intently, the hair dryer gradually crooked, a strong wind blowing on her face before she came back to her senses, turned off the machine and touched her long hair, which was already dry.

She took off a comb and brushed her long hair as she guessed that he had just held the camera as if he was sorting through the photos.

She couldn't stay in the bathroom for too long, so she looked at the beautiful woman in the mirror again, patted her cheek and gave herself courage, and then turned back.

She looked into the room in the hallway, where he was staring intently at the camera screen, seemingly noticing the movement.

She walked a little softer and walked slowly to him, where the only room could sit was a single sofa and a chair at the table, and he sat on the sofa, and on that chair was his suitcase.

She had no choice but to stand behind him, bending slightly to look at him sorting out the photos.

He didn't look at her, his fingers pressed the buttons of the camera to flip through them, and the pictures passed by the screen.

"Blown?" he asked nonchalantly.

She replied with a soft "um", her eyes fixed on the camera screen.

"Ah, this is me," she smiled at the screen of herself, "and quite a few, you secretly filmed me." ”

He inadvertently said "um" again: "Who told you to keep dangling in front of me and blocking my good scenery." ”

She liked it so much that he spoke to her as if they were already familiar with each other.

"I want the photo too. She saw a picture of a very beautiful landscape and a small person of hers, and couldn't help but look down to see it better.

She was so focused on looking at the picture that her long hair had slipped out of her shoulders and slid in front of her, the tips brushing against his arms in a short-sleeved T-shirt.

Mo Sichen's arm was suddenly tickled by her long hair, his heart suddenly jumped twice, his fingers also jumped and pressed the page turning button, and the photo switched to the next one, which was a waste picture, and he pressed it to delete.

Luo Shen was tired of standing up, and sat sideways on the edge of the bed to look at him, "I want a photo, but how can I send it to me?"

His fingers were still busy, and he stopped at the sound of her question, and now he looked at her directly, and saw the capable image of the girl who had been in high ponytail jeans and T-shirts or cotton and linen tops for several days turn into a long skirt and a shawl with long hair, gentle and feminine.

Mo Sichen smiled after a moment's distraction, "I'll find a place to get you a storage disk in a few days." ”

"Okay, you go ahead and tidy up. She said.

The distance between the sofa and the bed was a little far, and the camera screen was not facing her, so she simply sat quietly, propped up on the bed on both sides, leaned over slightly to look at him, and sat a little lazy with her little legs close together against the edge of the bed.

Mo Sichen could always feel that her gaze had been locked on him, and he was a little uncomfortable, so he got up and freed up the chair and moved it to the side, "Sit down and see what needs to be reserved for you." ”

However, after she sat next to him, he was more likely to be in a trance, Lijiang was still cool in early summer, so he could easily feel the slight warm body temperature from her, and he even smelled the faint jasmine fragrance on her body, so fresh that it was as if she was a jasmine plant in a summer night.

He was a little annoyed, feeling that he was a little out of order tonight, and he had lost his mind several times because of her.

"Can your camera hold so many photos? She asked, "With such a professional camera, the data taken by the photos must be very large." ”

He finally returned to flipping through the photo, "It's okay, I brought enough memory cards." ”

She smiled and looked at him adoringly, "You're so thoughtful, but how can you take pictures of yourself without my help?"

He turned his head to look at her with a smile, looking at the small pear vortex at the corner of her smiling lips, he knew for the past few days that this small pear vortex would represent her mood, and as soon as it appeared, it meant that she was in a good mood.

He almost reached out his finger to touch the little whirlpool, when a caller bell interrupted him.

Seeing the caller's name, the brisk expression on his face suddenly froze, and he answered the phone slowly, but only listened quietly for a while.

Luo Shen didn't want to explore his private affairs, so she took the slightly heavy camera from his hand and was about to continue looking at it, but what he said made her stop.

“…… You don't need to explain and blame again and again, there is no way for our schedules to be synchronized, and I have sacrificed two vacation opportunities to wait for you...... Engagement? Why is it involved in engagement? Half a year?...... No way, I have to prepare the evaluation materials for the election of executive director, and I don't have time to think about the engagement, so that's it, no more talk. ”

The more she listened, the more Luo Shen felt that the camera in her hand was heavy, and in the end she was a little unstable in holding it, and when he ended the call, she had already put the camera on the bed.

Seeing her stand up, he asked suspiciously, "Don't you read it?" ”

"Uh-" she thought of the wording, "I feel a little sleepy, go back to my room and rest, good night." ”

She said goodbye in a hurry.

He also suddenly felt bored, turned off the power of the camera, and took the itinerary to study tomorrow's route.

Luo Shen counted the sheep so hard that she didn't fall asleep until just after one o'clock in the night, so she didn't give herself a chance to think about Mo Sichen's phone call.

But she woke up too early in the morning, knowing that she couldn't sleep anymore, and she still had to inevitably reminisce, so she simply recalled it well, and strung together the meaning of his words to get a message: he has a girlfriend, maybe he will be engaged in half a year, and his position in his career has risen to a very high height.

She grinded until the wake-up alarm clock went off to get up and freshen up, and she was slightly tired because she didn't sleep well.

In the past few days, Mo Sichen has become accustomed to relying on his arrangements and rarely cares about the itinerary, and the jeans with neat tops that have always been versatile make her a little tired today.

But she couldn't find the schedule, and when she was taking out all the clothes in her suitcase and putting them on the bed, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Who will come? She looked at the lotus dress on her body, ruffled her long hair, and then ran to the door to see the cat's eye.

"It's me. "As if knowing that she was looking at him, the people outside reported their homes," Mo Sichen. ”

It's nice to see him so early.

She opened the door without thinking about it, and Mo Sichen was looking at her with one hand on the door frame.

"Haven't you finished yet?" he asked, his gaze down from her head to her bare feet.

"Ahh Oh, by the way, what's your itinerary for today?"

He stood at the door, maintaining the same posture, "Today is a whole day of free activities, we will go to the ancient city, we can take a set of photos for you," he said, "your clothes ...... This one is good to wear now. ”

"This?" Luo Shen stood beside the bed and looked down, "These are pajamas." ”

He smiled lightly and mocked: "Running to the man's room in the middle of the night in pajamas, you are really relieved of me." ”

She smiled wryly at him, "I know what I'm going to wear, you wait a little bit for me." ”

"The old city has always been my favorite attraction. As he walked into the stone road, Luo Shen looked at the ancient street with joy.

"Me too. He was looking around and looking at it relaxedly.

"The second thing I like is the sea," she said, looking at the sea for fear of missing something, "I like the vastness of the sea." ”

"Me too. He chimed in.

She glanced at him and smiled, "Did you hear what I was saying?" ”

"Of course I heard you. Mo Sichen turned his head to see her long hair flying, a little dissatisfied, and reached out to catch her, "The linen gauze dress has a classical meaning, but the long hair is a little out of place, and the photo is a little out of harmony." ”

She looked at him suspiciously, as if to ask why.

He shoved the camera into her arms, and she was forced to hold it with both hands.

He said, "Wait a minute. Then he turned into the next store, and when he came out a few minutes later, he stood in front of her with two hand-braided headbands in his hands, and looked at her for a while.

As she wondered, he lifted his hands over her shoulders and gently brushed her long hair, his fingers running through it.

This action frightened her into not moving, and she stood in a daze, so close at such a distance, as if in his arms, that her heart was beating wildly, and she was really worried that it would pop out, and she did not dare to speak, for fear that saying something wrong would scare him away, so she stood in a daze until he stopped.

"All right," he said, looking down at her and ruffling her hair, "that's good, my craft is pretty good." ”

She realized that he had actually braided her long hair and braided the two headbands.

She bit her lip and looked at the braid that hung from her shoulder to her face, and the headband was tied in a knot around the ends of the hair.

This is a good workmanship, it is simply very rough, and there are some fine and loose around, but it strangely fits her sand dress.