At this moment, Yang Hao became interested in Gong Wanqing's album.

With great anticipation, he began to flip carefully.

As soon as the album was opened, the first thing that entered Yang Hao's eyes was a slightly yellowed black and white photo.

It was a picture of a man and a woman, holding a baby who looked to be just over a year old.

In the photo, because the pixels are not high, and the baby is not very old, but I don't see anything special, what is more remarkable is that the smiles of the man and woman are very sweet, as if they have the whole world.

Yang Hao couldn't help but smile a little.

The appearance of the pair of men and women is much clearer, vaguely the young appearance of the palace father and the palace mother.

As for the baby, needless to say, it was naturally Gong Wanqing when he was a child.

Realizing this, Yang Hao couldn't help but feel a little incredible.

Who would have thought that one day he would actually see a photo of Gong Wanqing when he was a child!?

It's really incredible to think about!

Thinking like this, Yang Hao couldn't help but look up from the album and look at Gong Wanqing next to him.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Gong Wanqing also looked at him.

Yang Hao was stunned.

Gong Wanqing seemed to be frightened, quickly retracted her gaze, and lowered her head again.

Yang Hao reacted, and suddenly the corners of his mouth turned up, and his smile became thicker.

Definitely.

It's really incredible to be able to see the photos of the palace queen when she was a child.

But what's even more incredible is that he should have a wonderful relationship with the queen of the palace now, right?

Teachers, students?

Boyfriend, girlfriend?

Hehe.

Compared to this, looking at the photos is a trivial matter.

Yang Hao smiled and said nothing, simply withdrew his gaze again, and continued to look at the album.

The photo just now is the one at the beginning of the first page.

And the next whole page of photos is almost similar to the first one, Yang Hao glanced at it, and then turned the second page.

On the second page, of course, it is still a black and white photo.

The protagonist is still Gong Wanqing's family of three.

But this time, unlike the photo on the previous page, Gong Wanqing has obviously grown up into a little girl.

Well, I think I'll be three years old this time. has a small short hair, and his teeth are not full, and he is still snuggled in the arms of his father and mother.

There are hip-hop laughers, there are those who open their mouths slightly, there are those who cry with flat mouths, there are those who walk, and there are those who are innocent and wide-eyed.

Not to mention how cute it is!

"Sister Wanqing, you were so cute when you were a child!"

Yang Hao looked at it and couldn't help but sigh in heartfelt admiration.

However, Gong Wanqing didn't reply, still with her head down on the desk, as if she was still writing something.

Yang Hao didn't care about it and continued to watch.

Next.

It's not a black and white photo anymore.

In the color photos, the faces of Gong Dad and Gong Mom are also more radiant, and it can be seen that when Gong Ma was young, she was at least seven points similar to the current Gong Wanqing.

Gong Wanqing will be so beautiful, obviously inheriting strong genes.

However, compared with Gong Dad and Gong Mom, it is naturally Gong Wanqing who is more attractive to Yang Hao.

At this time, Gong Wanqing in the color photo was already six or seven years old.

With two small braids, his delicate little face is full of children's liveliness.

And the background of this photo shoot is still a small park, which has a lot of amusement facilities, and the six-year-old Komiya is in the evening, and he has a lot of fun.

"This one is cute too!"

Yang Hao smiled again, and then continued to read.

Then there was the age of nine.

It's time to go to school, some in school uniforms, some in casual clothes, and some on bicycles.

Nine-year-old Xiaogong Wanqing is already very smart, and it is really a beauty embryo.

At this time, Yang Hao suddenly discovered a pattern.

In the entire album, there are only nine photos on each page, and these nine photos all record the appearance of Gong Wanqing at a certain age.

One, three, six, nine, thirteen, fifteen, eighteen.

And so it goes, from the age of one to the last eighteen.

Eighteen-year-old Gong Wanqing is naturally already slim, and she doesn't even look more worried than the current Ye Chutong.

Yang Hao couldn't help but take a few more looks.

Then after reading the entire album, Yang Hao was finally satisfied.

Then he had to sigh again.

Gong Dad and Gong Mom are really good parents.

Just by recording the careful thinking of their daughter's growth process from childhood to adulthood, it is worth learning from most parents.

Such an album album should also be kept in the hands of the palace parents and palace mothers.

It can be seen from this that under the care of Gong Dad and Gong Mom, Gong Wanqing's childhood should be very happy, and the days after the age of eighteen are not bad.

I think it's because of the tragedy of her ex-boyfriend that Gong Wanqing will become that cold look.

Thinking of this, Yang Hao couldn't help but feel pity.

After putting down the album, he came to Gong Wanqing's side.

Looking sideways, Yang Hao found that Gong Wanqing was really writing something, which should be a school document or something.

But soon, Yang Hao couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth again, because as he got closer, Gong Wanqing's writing movements quickly became disordered, and even stopped for a while.

It's just that although Gong Wanqing stopped writing, she didn't raise her head, her eyes still seemed to fall on the document, and she didn't know what she was looking at.

"Huh?"

Yang Hao was puzzled, so he simply squatted down next to him and looked at Gong Wanqing's face from the bottom up.

"What are you doing?"

Gong Wanqing finally reacted, and as she spoke, she avoided Yang Hao's gaze and did not look at Yang Hao.

But at this time, Yang Hao still saw Gong Wanqing's face flushed.

Well, I don't know if it's because of makeup or shyness, Yang Hao found that the blush on Gong Wanqing's face, just like outside the room, barely faded.

"Sister Wanqing, you look at me."

Yang Hao suddenly laughed again, and suddenly said.

Then without waiting for Gong Wanqing to react, he stretched out his hand, gently wrapped Gong Wanqing's little head, and moved it over little by little.

Gong Wanqing didn't resist either, and turned her head around.

At this time, Yang Hao's gaze finally met Gong Wanqing's gaze.

But then Yang Hao hesitated, and suddenly reached out again and took off Gong Wanqing's glasses.

Well, it's really this myopic glasses that are too much of a hindrance.

Seeing Yang Hao's movements, Gong Wanqing was stunned for a moment, and let Yang Hao take off his glasses, but there was no reaction.

This time, Yang Hao's gaze finally met Gong Wanqing's gaze without hindrance.

Call.

The distance between the two is close enough to be able to smell each other's breath.

At this moment, Yang Hao felt his heart beat wildly uncontrollably.

However, he didn't stop moving, and after gently sweeping Gong Wanqing's delicate face, he was ruthless in his heart, and then slowly put his head up.

"You!"

Gong Wanqing finally reacted at this time, and suddenly made a move that made Yang Hao cry and laugh.

She reached out suddenly, and suddenly covered Yang Hao's mouth.

Yang Hao suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, but Yang Hao didn't care so much, and after easily pulling Gong Wanqing's hand away, he came up again.

As a result, Gong Wanqing still did not relent, and stretched out her other hand to block Yang Hao's mouth again.

Yang Hao couldn't cry or laugh, but he still didn't care about it, pulled it away again, and leaned over again.

And this time, Gong Wanqing seems to have finally accepted her fate and no longer blocked Yang Hao.

But perhaps because of her shyness, after glaring at Yang Hao, she actually covered her eyes with both hands.

Looking at the little red face that covered his eyes, and his ruddy and delicate lips, Yang Hao couldn't help but snicker, but he also knew that the opportunity was rare, and his head slammed together, and he finally succeeded.

I won't describe what happened next.