Zhuang Yiman glanced at him sideways, her eyes were full of disgust, and she said in a low voice: "I'm not a child anymore, what are you always holding me for." ”

He glanced sideways at Zhuang Yiman, and there were soft waves in his phoenix eyes: "I saw a reminder at the door just now to take good care of the valuables that I carried with me, didn't I do it." ”

In the middle of the words, it was implied that Zhuang Yiman was his valuables.

After a slight pause, he added: "I am willing to spoil you as a child for the rest of my life, and I am willing to lead you for the rest of my life." ”

Zhuang Yiman glanced at him, a mischievous smile rippled in Xinghua's eyes, and she said, "But, I don't want to." ”

“……！”

Xiao Jinxuan really felt that since Zhuang Yiman moved out, he had grown his skills, and day by day, he was very angry with him.

He snorted arrogantly and muttered, "If you don't want to, you can't help it, I'll rely on you anyway." ”

Although his voice was soft, Zhuang Yiman still heard it, she pursed her mouth, and also muttered in a low voice: "I did something wrong to put you on the table." ”

Xiao Jinxuan smiled and said, "You just admit it." ”

"Admit it? Impossible, impossible in this life. ”

"What, you still want to dump me?"

"Yes, that's exactly what I mean."

“……！”

The two chatted like this, and soon followed Xu Nuanxin to her work.

Art comes from life, and the photographer's duty is to record life, so that a certain moment in life becomes an eternal record and wonderful art.

This non-profit photography exhibition is held every year in the exhibition hall.

Photography works are not only from the hands of well-known photographers, but also from photography enthusiasts from all walks of life.

The photographers donated their works to the exhibition hall, and the exhibition hall selected suitable works through layers of screening and displayed them in this elegant place.

If you have a work in mind, you can simply click on the tablet next to the work and enter your name.

If more than one person likes the same work, everyone will bid for the work in the form of an auction.

If only one person likes it, they can pay directly to take away the work after the exhibition.

The proceeds from this exhibition will be donated to children in poor mountainous areas and become their scholarship fund.

Xu Nuanxin has participated in this event every year since he started photography.

She is better at photographing people than scenes.

The characters in her lens are all distinctive, just a photo, but they can be reminiscent of the images and stories at the time of shooting.

As early as a few days ago, Xu Nuanxin informed Zhuang Yiman that one of her works was secretly photographed by Zhuang Yiman, and because the exhibition was about to start, she could not show Zhuang Yiman the work in advance due to confidentiality.

Zhuang Yiman has no opinion on this, Xu Nuanxin knows the sense of proportion and will not take indecent photos of her, so he generously let Xu Nuanxin show her works.

Until she really stood in front of Xu Nuanxin's work and looked at herself under her lens, Zhuang Yiman's face couldn't help but be amazed.

She stared at the work in front of her, the smile on her lips was as light as a wave, and she asked in a soft tone, "Did I wake you up that night?" ”

Xu Nuanxin, who was standing beside her, glanced at her sideways, shook his head, and said, "No, I just didn't worry about you, so I went to your room to take a look, but I didn't see you." I saw it on the balcony. ”