Chapter Eighty-Nine: "Classmates."
The fingertips at the end of the eyes were soft and slightly warm, and a little more force was added, as if to press the red mole into the bone and blood.
The distance was close, Qi Youmian and Wen Jiulan looked at each other in a daze, as if they were attracted by the almost obsessive forbearance in the young man's eyes, and did not speak for a while.
Until the crisp click of the camera came from the street corner not far away, Wen Jiulan suddenly turned his head, like a wolf cub protecting food, his sharp facial features spread to be fierce, his eyes were dark and dull, and he almost bared out his sharp fangs.
His arm quickly exerted force, and he took the little girl into his arms, and the arm tied with leather wristbands naturally lifted up, covering the delicate and delicate little face.
The only thought in my head was - his.
Qi Youmian obeyed Wen Jiulan's strength, and her soft cheeks lightly hit her strong chest.
The photographer holding the camera on the corner of the street was stared at by Wen Jiulan so stubbornly, and a little cold sweat immediately broke out behind him, and his body was a little stiff unconsciously.
He took a deep breath before he walked over with a smile.
But the closer he got, the more he thought he was eloquent, and he didn't know why he began to stutter a little.
"Hello, I'm a photographer. I just saw that the atmosphere between you and your girlfriend is very story-telling, and my hands are itchy for a while, so I'm sorry to shoot it without your consent. ”
The photographer folded his hands and sincerely apologized.
At the same time, he complained frantically in his heart - where did this young man come from, he obviously didn't look very old, but his thick eyebrows were pressed down, his eyes were dark, and his momentum was full of momentum, which made him think that he had seen something terrible in a trance.
Photo?
Qi Youmian's ears moved, and he raised his little face curiously, looking through the gap between Wen Jiulan's arms.
Wen Jiulan's expression was cold and unkind, so that the photographer couldn't maintain his smiling face. At this moment, I saw a pair of extremely smart peach blossom eyes from the gap between the young man's arms, and he immediately blessed his heart and changed his tone.
"Hello hello, I'm a professional photographer, my professional skills are still passable, do you want to take a look at the photos I took of you and your boyfriend?" Photographers sell hard.
Qi Youmian looked up at Wen Jiulan, her long eyelashes fanned, and her eyes were full of curiosity and expectation.
The wolf cub's fur slowly smoothed out, and he lowered his arm silently, but he only cautiously stretched out his hand to the photographer, "Camera." ”
The photographer took off the camera hanging around his neck, adjusted it to the photo he had just taken, and handed it out carefully, and his whole heart trembled, "Please be careful, this camera is quite expensive." ”
The camera was heavy, but the arm that the young man took did not shake at all, and he steadily pointed the camera screen towards the little girl's face.
Qi Youmian lowered his eyes and looked.
The small frame shows a photograph with soft tones and shadows.
The girl in the black dress and green dress half looked up with a delicate little face, and her eyes were a little tender.
The young man opposite her was dressed in a silver-striped flying fish suit, with a bundle of belts outlining a thin and powerful waist, broad shoulders and thin waist, tall and long legs, and the stylist also brought a hat and pulled all his hair in.
It increasingly highlights the sharp lines on the side of the young man's face, and the rich and sharp facial features.
The leather wristband binds the thin and powerful wrist bones, and the slender fingers are caressing the side of the girl's face in a very cherished posture.
The position where Wen Jiulan was standing was actually a little backlit, soaking his eyebrows and eyes in the dark, thick eyebrows and deep bones, with a bit of coldness. The narrow eyes, like a wild beast foraging for food, silently burned with flames, and they were amazingly bright.
Above the heads of the two of them was a curtain of deep blue sky, strings of Yingying lanterns, and the skirts were intertwined and overlapped, and most of them were covered by the lanterns, as if they wanted to speak and were ashamed.
It just so happened that there were not many tourists on the street at this time, and there were only the two of them in the picture, as if they were specially taken photos.
Qi Youmian liked it at a glance, her eyes were bright, and she whispered to Wen Jiulan, "Look good, I like it." ”
Wen Jiulan nodded and returned the camera to the photographer who was watching nervously on the side.
"Add a contact information, and the original film will be sold to us."
The arm was gently patted by the little girl, "Don't be so fierce, be polite." ”
When the little girl laughed, her eyes were half bent, like a pulse of spring water entering her eyes, and the waves were clear.
"Hello, we like this photo very much, and thank you for taking it so well~ If we want the original film, how much do you plan to pay?"
Qi Youmian, who received several big red envelopes during the Chinese New Year, has the strength to deduce what it means to be not bad money.
The photographer silently glanced at the boy who was standing behind the gentle and amiable little girl, like a vicious wolf cub who only guarded the treasure, and hurriedly waved his hand, "No money." I took you without permission, and I just hope that this photo will be kept as a souvenir and added to my photo album.
Because you and your boyfriend are such a good match, this photo is really storytelling......"
Qi Youmian scratched the side of his face a little embarrassed, "Ah...... However, we are not in a relationship. ”
The wolf cub pursed his lips silently, and the tips of the thick tail behind him were down.
The photographer stumbled and asked awkwardly, "Then ...... you are family?" ”
"Classmates." Hearing Jiulan's hard tone, there was obvious displeasure in his eyes.
It's all about to draw the atmosphere, you tell me it's an ordinary classmate?
The photographer sneered inwardly, but still changed his tone numbly, "You and your classmates are very photogenic." ”
Wen Jiulan and the photographer added WeChat, and the photographer repeatedly promised to copy out the photos when he got home, and sent them to Wen Jiulan as soon as possible.
- And he did. The young man quietly washed out the photo, the large one was framed and placed at the head of the bed, and the small one was sandwiched between the mobile phone and the phone case.
The flow of people on the street gradually increased, Qi Youmian was still thinking about the photo just now while walking, and couldn't help but turn his eyes to look at the young man beside him.
Wen Jiulan noticed her gaze and asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”
"Our brother Jiulan is really handsome," Qi Youmian made a look of appreciation with his face, and the tail note was softly elongated, "My vision is good." ”
Qi Youmian's original intention was that the clothes he picked were particularly suitable for Wen Jiulan's temperament, and he felt that Wen Jiulan would be able to pick up the embroidered spring knife in the next second to play the brocade guard.
The young man moved his eyebrows slightly, smiled shallowly, and said slowly, "Yes, Youmian's vision is good, and you chose me to be Youmian's tablemate." ”
His attitude was so solemn that Qi Youmian was stunned, and then the tips of his ears began to burn sensitively.
She pinched the tips of her ears as she pretended to have nothing to do, her eyes rolled, and she naturally changed the topic, "There's a candy painting stall in front!" ”
He had already walked a few steps away.
Wen Jiulan's hand hanging down on her side unconsciously twisted her fingertips, as if the delicate and warm touch on the side of the little girl's face was still on it.
With a little happiness in his eyes, he was about to step up to follow, and his expression suddenly changed.
"Sleep ......!"