Hearing this, Yan Xinling immediately leaned over to look, and really saw a bare-bottomed photo when she was one or two years old, her little face turned red for a while, and she covered the photo suddenly: "You are not allowed to see this one." ”

"I don't know who it is." Yan Xinling said in a low voice, but the round face of the child in the photo obviously had a little bit of her shadow, and her quibbles seemed so weak.

Yan Xinling originally wanted to reach out and grab the photo album, the man was from growing up to baby photos, and she was worried that there would be more unsightly photos in the back.

Huo Jingyan raised the album high, and the difference in height made Yan Xinling unable to grab it standing up on tiptoe, and finally could only stare at him with wide eyes and said excitedly: "Huo Jingyan, don't look at the rest of the book, what good photos can you take when you are one or two years old." "Even if it's not a bare butt, it's the kind of diaper that looks like it, and it's embarrassing to think about it.

"That's not necessarily, it's not necessarily more exciting." Huo Jingyan made up his mind to watch the back.

Yan Xinling could only sit at the head of the bed angrily, Huo Jingyan glanced at her with a smile: "Xin'er, I haven't seen anywhere on you, you don't have to hide it from your husband." ”

He remembered that they had been locked up together, and that stupid girl was crying wolf, and tears seemed to fall without money, but he still remembered it vividly.

"That's different." Yan Xinling felt that there was a breath of gas blocking her heart, and she felt very ashamed.

Huo Jingyan shook his head with a smile, and then continued to flip back, and found that the owner of the photo was very attentive, a month, three months, six months, almost every one or two months, there were Yan Zhihong holding her, there were also dead mothers hugging, a family of three, and more of her single photos.

For example, the moment when he was lying on the ground and raised his neck, or the way he sat in the car and stumbled as a toddler, he almost saw Yan Xinling's appearance throughout her infancy, and his heart was soft, thinking that if they were their children in the future, he would definitely make a few albums for them, which was too memorable.

"Xin'er, there's nothing to dew in the back, you don't have to worry."

"Really?" Yan Xinling's eyes lit up.

"I kid you not."

Yan Xinling came over to look at the photo again, she was a little fat at the age of one, two or two, especially her hands and face, which were round, so people couldn't help but want to pinch it, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but bend: "When I was a child, I looked very cute." ”

"Why is it less and less after the age of eight?" Huo Jingyan asked suddenly.

Yan Xinling thought for a while: "Because eight years old happens to be the moment to know the existence of that mother and daughter." "My mother also died of illness soon after, how could she have the heart to take any photos in the next few years, even if she took them occasionally, she was not in the mood to tidy them up.

What's more, after her mother passed away, she gradually became quiet, and she didn't like to take pictures very much. On the contrary, she prefers to take the most beautiful moments for scenic spots and so on.

Huo Jingyan's eyes flashed slightly, gently put his arm around her shoulder, and diverted the topic: "You used to love photography, but it's a little different from now." "Now it's not so natural when she takes pictures, but he saw it when he got the certificate that day.

"Wasn't it a kid back then, I didn't understand anything." Yan Xinling said casually.

"Let's take these pictures back with us when we get back, so I can take a good look at you when I'm bored."

"I've seen it all, and there's nothing else to see." Yan Xinling pursed her lips dissatisfied.

Huo Jingyan pointed to a photo of her when she was five years old, and said domineeringly: "I want this one!" With that, she quickly took out the photo from the album and put it in the inner pocket of her coat, and Yan Xinling was too late to stop it.

"Eh, eh." She reached out to stop the man's movements.

Huo Jingyan gently patted her little hand away: "Don't make trouble, it's not early, go take a bath, let's go to bed early tonight." ”

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See you tomorrow.