Fu Feng only felt cold, he turned his head and looked at Bingqing, who was wandering in all directions, staring at the TV in a daze.

The TV is still playing Zhao Manman's classic famous TV series.

"Liu Bingqing, Lu Feiyi called you." Fu Feng moved to the side to make room for Bingqing.

Bingqing didn't think about it, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Through the dim yellow streetlights, a man leans on the side of an Audi and looks up at the moonlight shining under a willow tree not far away. The fine green branches and leaves are set off like rare jasper.

He's busy with business, if not ...... He had never noticed that the scenery at night was so attractive.

Unconsciously, a girl in a silver-white yukata with slightly wet hair, exuding a faint fragrance of gardenias, approached him step by step.

Liu Bingqing approached him quietly, his figure stretched by the light.

He put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked intently into the distance. At this time, he is like a freehand landscape painting. The beauty made her dare not disturb.

Liu Bingqing stood next to him, looked into the distance he was looking at, and also leaned quietly against the car window, learning his hands in the pockets of his bathrobe. The breeze gently brushed her cheeks and lifted the ends of her hair.

It's just that her eyes are a little red and swollen......

The two of them were together now, and neither of them spoke, they just stood quietly, feeling each other's breath.

Even Fu Feng, who has never understood poetry, was shocked and moved by the perfect painting scroll cast by two people at this moment.

He felt it would be a shame not to leave a testimony for them. Especially Bingqing, who usually looks like a female man, finally has the static temperament of a fairy girl in the game world, and she must do a good job of hardware preservation.

Otherwise, seeing Liu Bingqing's poetry is even more difficult than meeting a ghost.

So he took out his phone, clicked, and took a dozen photos.

When looking at the effect, he found that the pixels of the mobile phone were too poor, and he didn't want to shoot the artistic conception he wanted to express at all.

He hurried back to the bedroom and took out his camera, only to find that the two had changed scenes.

Jiang Yefan hugged Bingqing in his arms, and his lips pressed against her forehead.

But it's still so beautiful, as long as the two of them don't quarrel, and then the moonlight at night is so beautiful no matter what.

He held the camera up in front of his eyes and squinted one eye to take pictures.

After the shooting, he checked the results. The view is beautiful and beautiful.

However...... How is it a bit like the effect of paparazzi candid photography......

Feiyi walked up to him and took the camera, operated it casually twice, and then stuffed the camera into his arms: "Do you want to exchange it for money on the entertainment network?" ”

"Am I that cheesy?" Fu Feng felt looked down upon and argued. Suddenly, I was reminded by Fei Yiyi, and I had a flash of inspiration, of course it would be good to be able to exchange money!

Can...... When he turned it over again, the negative had been removed from the non-cloth.

I want to cry without tears!

He completely forgot about the mobile phone he put on the coffee table casually, and raised the camera to take two more photos, but saw that Bingqing didn't know when he found him and was giving him the middle finger!

Female man! Fu Feng scolded secretly in his heart. But he had to give up the act of candid photography.

When I came back to my senses, I remembered that I still had photos on my phone, and I just saw that Fei Yi was satisfied and put the phone back on the coffee table.

He bit his thumb hard, these two women are like devils!

He swore that even if they kicked him out, he would set a password for his phone!

Bingqing jumped back, completely forgetting about Fu Feng's secret filming of her.

Sitting next to Feiyi, "Thank you." ”

Bingqing was worried that she didn't understand, and explained: "I don't really want to know about Xia Yu. Bingqing dropped this sentence and went back to the room.

Fu Feng didn't understand what Bingqing was saying, and he didn't want to explore, so he picked up his phone and went back to the house to set the password.

Feiyi put one hand under his head and let out a long sigh. She didn't want to study Bingqing's background, after all, her own background was a secret.

She carefully recalled the conversation she had with Eno Fan downstairs just now...... (To be continued.) )