Applying for leave, for Yan Muchen, it was impossible.

As a result, the next day, the warbler's waist hurt even more......

When she was too lazy to get up from the bed, Chen Qiangyin took a small photo album and handed it to Shi Ying.

"What is this?"

"These are the only few photos that the host has taken, and the host says you want to see them." Chen Qiangyin handed the album to Shi Ying and couldn't help but want to laugh.

Photos or something, there will be no one for their master at all, this is what they asked for from the old lady overnight, and the old lady is the one who can force the owner and take pictures of the master in the world.

I think that when their master was forced to take pictures by the old lady, it was reluctant, and his expression was so stinking that he died, and now he ...... Chen Qiangyin felt that the master would definitely be grateful to the old lady.

That small photo album is well kept, the exterior decoration is retro and beautiful, and it looks a little old, but it is not outdated at all when I look at it now.

Touching the photo album in her hand, Shi Ying was stunned, she said that she wanted to know about Yan Muchen in the past, Yan Muchen gave her the only photos he had, and he took her words to heart, this feeling...... My heart was pounding.

Flipping through the photo album, there are several immature little milk babies inside, a full moon photo, a hundred days photo, and then a little milk baby about three years old.

"This is what the boss looks like when he is three years older?"

It's a completely well-crafted milk doll, pink and tender, really beautiful. It's just that he is only three years old, and he will already frown and make a cold face, wasting that god-given face.

In a blink of an eye, it was an eight- or nine-year-old boy, who already had the current sharpness between his eyebrows, and a pair of eyes looked at the camera indifferently, what did the eight or nine-year-old child experience to have such eyes?

Looking down, he looked like he was about thirteen or fourteen years old, and he was at the beginning of his youth. He stood among the flowers, seemingly impatient, leaning slightly sideways, and could only see a side face. Rao was impatient, and he tried his best to cooperate with the person taking the picture.

The last one, when he was about eighteen or nineteen years old, eighteen or nineteen-year-old Yan Muchen already had his current strong momentum, he was in his pocket, standing carelessly in place, behind him were a few dead trees, the most ordinary scene, just because he was there, it was a suffocating beautiful painting.

After looking at Yan Muchen's only few photos, Shi Ying whispered: "BOSS is ...... It's really from a small beauty to a big one. ”

Chen Qiangyin: "......" uses the word 'beauty' to praise their master, is it really good?

It's just a compliment from the master's mother, and she will be happy to accept it compared to the master, right?

"Yes, the master has been handsome and handsome since he was a child."

Shi Ying looked at Yan Muchen in the photo, and said faintly: "Your master has been so handsome since he was a child, and his identity is there, there must be many girls chasing him." ”

"Ahem." This is a proposition, how should he answer?

Chen Qiangyin thought about it and said in a low voice: "There is indeed no shortage of suitors around the master, but no matter how many warblers and swallows there are, the master has never seen them." From beginning to end, there is only one person in his eyes, the master mother, a mortal, who cannot enter the eyes of the master. ”

"You would say that if only your master had half your emotional intelligence." Shi Ying shrugged, but her attention was on Chen Qiangyin's sentence 'from beginning to end'.

Her eyes flickered, and she leaned back on the sofa carelessly, "But it's a pity, your master's EQ is so low that I have a headache, and I don't know if he really likes me." ”