I only heard Qin Yitian explain slowly: "Photos, and negatives, this price should be enough." ”

"Negatives?" Photographers are a little confused, very few people will ask for such a thing as negatives, although they will not use them indiscriminately, and most negatives will still choose to be deleted, but occasionally they encounter good-looking ones, and it is not excluded that they will secretly keep them.

"Isn't it enough?" Su Xiaoxiao frowned slightly and added.

Only then did the photographer come to his senses, and hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Enough, enough, this, isn't this a negative that no one wants?" Wait, I'll torture you. ”

"Let's go with you." Qin Yitian followed behind him and spoke lightly.

"Yes, yes, over here." As he spoke, the photographer leaned sideways to lead the way, and soon walked to a small food shop, "This is it, you can come in with me." ”

Ten minutes later, Qin Yitian and Su Xiaoxiao took the lead in walking out, both with light smiles on their faces. With the help of the photographer, they copied the photos to their phones and deleted the negatives.

After seeing Ginkgo, there were no other arrangements for the future, and the distance was long, so Su Xiaoxiao proposed to go back to the inn to rest.

In the next two days, Qin Yitian took Su Xiaoxiao to the snow mountain to see the snow, and went to the grassland on the outskirts of the city to ride a horse. Both of them are also immersed in this pleasant holiday life, and they can't help but think about it.

On the last day, Su Xiaoxiao proposed to stay in the ancient city for a walk, and it happened that she also wanted to buy some small things to send to the little watermelon, there were some wooden handmade toys that particularly attracted her eye, and she intuitively felt that the little watermelon would definitely be in love with it, and those hand-woven scarves and blankets were more suitable for Zhang's mother, and she would definitely like it.

Qin Yitian naturally agreed, anyway, as long as she likes it, everything is up to her, and she just needs to be by her side.

That night, they went back to the inn after eating, because the next day was the morning plane, so Su Xiaoxiao squatted aside and began to sort out her luggage after finishing her freshening. A lot of things were added to this trip, and the return trip with only two suitcases turned out to be three.

Qin Yitian stepped out of the bathroom after taking a shower and saw such a scene: the woman was wearing a mink scarf, her body was still wearing his big windbreaker, her hair was tied in a ponytail at random, and the whole person was squatting at the end of the bed and carefully sorting and packing the gifts.

For no reason, looking at her hunched back like a kitten, Qin Yitian's heart actually hurt. He suddenly felt that he was wrong, just to keep some memories for himself, and so cruelly ruined the happiness she had accumulated in the past few days.

Time slipped away slowly, Qin Yitian's heels seemed to have taken root, and he couldn't move at all, just standing at the door of the bathroom in a daze and looking at the figure under the warm yellow light.

The night breeze was cold, he didn't feel cold when he was only wearing a single piece of home clothes, and his eyes only reflected her actions in tidying up things, and his mind kept replaying the happy times together in the past few days, as well as her smiling face.

More than half an hour passed, Su Xiaoxiao finally packed up her things, and after she closed the lid of the box, she slowly got up, brushed the folds of the windbreaker slightly, and looked at the boxes and exhaled

Take a breath.

The slight voice made the man come back to his senses instantly, and at this time, Su Xiaoxiao had already turned around and looked at him a few steps away and smiled.

"Brother Qin, why have you washed it for so long, I've cleaned it up." Su Xiaoxiao puffed up one cheek and pretended to be angry and complained.

Qin Yitian didn't know how to respond, his mind was completely blank at the moment, the more she smiled at him, the deeper the sense of guilt in his heart became, and even a thought flashed in his mind: Don't say it, don't say anything, as long as she doesn't let her contact Su Tingxiao, he will definitely be able to ensure that the news will never be leaked.

"Brother Qin?" Noticing that his face was a little pale, Su Xiaoxiao stepped forward to hold his hand, put it in the palm of his hand and rubbed it, and then found that he was only wearing a thin pajamas, so he quickly took off the windbreaker on his body with his backhand, and stood on tiptoe to drape it on his shoulders, "Brother Qin, you will catch a cold like this." ”

The man took her into his arms the moment he felt the warmth, and the wide trench coat wrapped around the bodies of the two people, enclosing them in a small and confined space, connecting them as one.

"Brother Qin, I can't breathe." Soon, Su Xiaoxiao felt a little deprived of oxygen by being embraced, raised his hand and pushed his body and whispered.

Who knew that Qin Yitian did not let her go, but instead held her face with both hands, leaned over and kissed her lips directly.

Fear, worry, pity, several feelings kneaded together, so that he suddenly lost the ability to control his emotions, and only sucked the breath and fragrance from her mouth heavily, and even approached step by step desperately, until they both fell onto the wooden couch.

"Hmm......" Su Xiaoxiao's back was knocked by the bed board, her eyebrows frowned, and she unconsciously hummed a sound in her mouth.

Finally, the man's mind returned to the cage and stopped those irrational attacks.

He propped himself up slightly, and looked at the woman up close at this time, her face was flushed, her eyes were puzzled, her chest continued to rise and fall, and the rapid breath was all exhaled on her face.

Su Xiaoxiao stabilized her emotions, and after a deep change of breath, she was about to ask, but the man took a step ahead and opened and closed his lips and teeth and spit out a sentence: "Xiaoxiao, I'm married." ”

(Bao Zi's words: It's a bit depressing to write at the end, I hope someone can empathize with Qin Yitian!) He was really afraid of losing, and he felt that he would definitely lose it! ）

(End of chapter)