Chapter Ninety-Seven: Getting Carried Away

Han Jianing, who was patronizing the anger, didn't notice that Han Jiawen, who was standing not far away, had an expression of eating melon.

She stomped her foot and pushed Gu Xiayang hard.

Gu Xiayang was almost pushed down.

"Why is it still the same as before, saying that you are going to do it in two sentences."

"Humph! Listen to what you say, and I'll tell you to hurry up, or I'll leave. ”

Han Jianing raised her chin arrogantly.

Gu Xiayang's expression turned around on her, and he suddenly picked up the camera in his hand and took a picture, half helpless and half true: "But now that you are angry, you have more charm." ”

"You!" Han Jianing, who was molested, was even angrier than just now.

Han Jiawen quickly ran forward and took her hand and said, "Good sister, don't be angry, let's come over to work." She bit her ear and said, "Sister, you are now Brother Xia Yang's landlord, and you will teach him a good lesson in a while!" "Dumbfounded

She almost wrote a few words on her face that she was deliberately doing something.

Han Jianing squinted his eyes and looked at Han Jiawen with appreciation.

"You're not wrong at all."

Gu Xiayang!

Wait for me, see how I clean you up later!

"Get ready and go." Gu Xiayang set up the equipment and started shooting.

Hearing this, Han Jianing reflexively picked up the needle and thread in the basket on the table, and the speed of threading the needle and thread was particularly fast.

Gu Xiayang looked at the camera, Han Jianing's long white and slender fingers, with light pink cherry blossom manicures on his fingernails, and lines hooked on his fingertips.

At the moment of agitation, Gu Xiayang only felt that his heart was also stirred.

At this time, Han Jianing's beauty was like a simple and chic lady's picture, a graceful cheongsam, a delicate face, and a soft posture, all of which made Gu Xiayang's heart move.

The next moment, the quiet cheongsam beauty began to do things.

Just now, it was an elegant hook, but when I waited for the needle, it was all messy, unorganized, clumsy, and messy.

When I saw that miserable piece of cotton cloth, I only felt extremely desolate and ruined!

"Sister, be careful." Han Jiawen was frightened when she watched from the side, and she had a little premonition in her heart, at this time, her sister just treated Brother Xia Yang as if she only had that piece of cotton cloth.

I have to say that Han Jiawen is the truth.

Han Jianing really thought so.

"Don't worry, I have this little scene in my heart, I'm okay?" Han Jianing laughed in her voice.

Gu Xiayang adjusted the angle of the camera to fix it, and when he heard her say this, he raised his eyes and skimmed her, "Be careful to make the Ten Thousand Year Boat, don't get carried away, you really got stuck in your hand." ”

"Shut your crow's mouth!" Han Jianing glared at him, "Don't look down on people there, I'm not what I used to be anymore." ”

"Good, good, grandma."

"Phew! What to shout nonsense! My aunt and grandmother have called me! I'm obviously a little fairy! Han Jianing grinned at him.

"It's good if you're happy." Gu Xiayang put one hand in his pocket, and fiddled with the camera with the other, and made several close-ups of Han Jianing's face.

"Oops!"

Han Jianing suddenly screamed.

Oh no, really got carried away!

Ahhh What a shame!

"What's wrong!"

"It's fine." Han Jianing endured the pain and did not move.

Gu Xiayang suddenly walked over and pulled out her left hand that was covered with cloth, and the skin on her index finger was pierced, which was bleeding slowly.

Gu Xiayang's expression darkened, "It doesn't hurt." ”

He put Han Jianing's finger in his mouth and held it gently.

Han Jianing looked up at him stunned.

Han Jianing had a shocked expression on his face and curled his fingers on the side.

This scene was recorded by the camera one by one.

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