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Mu Jingchen took over from Ling Feiyi to play the game, and after playing for just over a minute, his teammates and the opposite side began to chatter crookedly again.

"Is it a replacement?"

"It's really ...... to operate so much, and keep circling around the mage."

"Envy, jealousy, hatred!"

Xia Yimo blocked everyone's chat, so naturally she didn't know what they were talking about. Mu Jingchen usually plays games, except for teasing Xia Yimo, he doesn't bother to reach out and type, this time, for the first time, he replied to someone else's words for the first time.

"Well, she's a male ticket. I heard you guys were bullying her, and my cousin? ”

Teammates: "......"

Opposite: "......"

The little brother kisses his wife and kisses his cousin, what's going on with this doting tone?

So, after playing a game, Xia Yimo had dinner with Mu Jingchen.

Ling Feiyi finished answering his mother's phone and threw Mu Jingchen's mobile phone back to him.

Naturally, he didn't pay attention, this was a few minutes after he and Xia Yimo started the game, he kissed his cousin and called his mother in person.

It can be said that it is very sweet.

......

After eating, Xia Yimo, Xiao Xiao and Qi Ziyan ran into a ceramic doll shop hand in hand.

Girls naturally love cute things, no exceptions.

"This little bunny is so cute!"

"There's another one here, a couple!"

"The dolls are so beautiful!"

A few girls leaned their little heads and stared at the ceramic dolls on display on the beautiful wooden bookshelves, with undisguised joy in their eyes.

After looking at the doll, several people ran to the porcelain artist again, staring at the delicately kneaded porcelain clay.

It turns out that dolls can be made to order.

So not long after, Xia Yimo secretly poked and pulled Mu Jingchen and customized a pair of cute little fox dolls. Just looking at the line drawings drawn by the porcelain artist, it has already sprouted.

"Yan'er, we're going to take a pirate ship, are you all together?"

When she was about to leave, Xia Yimo asked Qi Ziyan and Fu Xiche.

Fu Xiche's peach blossom eyes smiled, looking like he was listening to Qi Ziyan.

"We'll go to a nearby photo studio in a moment." Qi Ziyan was like a curious baby, and followed the porcelain teacher to pinch the porcelain clay, and replied to her with a smile. Although there are photo studios everywhere, but: "We go to that one every year......

"Oh~~ So I'm going to take my boyfriend with me this year~~"

Xia Yimo laughed at her jokingly and left with Mu Jingchen: "When we are tired of playing, let's go to the nearby photo studio to have a look~~"

Qi Ziyan was a little shy by what she said, smiled sweetly, and pinched their customized dolls with the porcelain teacher: "Teacher, is this little ear pinched like this?" ”

"The little girl is very smart and ingenious~"

Fu Xiche was not far away looking at the girl who was playing with porcelain clay and smiling happily, and was about to accompany her, when the mobile phone suddenly rang. Glancing at the number, a faint smile appeared in his beautiful eyes, and he walked out the door.

"Now, you say?"

"Got it, wait for me to pass."

After talking on the phone for a few minutes, Fu Xiche was about to go back, when he suddenly swept the line "Photo Studio in Another World", and suddenly flashed blind.

"Could this be ......" raised an eyebrow curiously.

...... The photo studio that Yan'er wants to take him to?

Fu Xiche walked in and was immediately distracted by the decoration style in the museum.

Bright starry sky, romantic wisteria, vast nebula......

The beautiful and beautiful scene is really popular with little girls.

The photo studio is indispensable, and there are a lot of photos hanging, couples, girlfriends......

At this time, Fu Xiche suddenly remembered that Yan'er said "come every year", and a question suddenly rose in his heart-

With whom do you come every year?

The next moment, my eyes fell on a photograph......