Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 349 Counterattack Little Model VS OCD Designer (25)

The hair on the girl's temples hangs down, fluffy and soft, and the breeze moves slightly.

She looked at the aborigines of Huansha not far away, and raised the corners of her lips in a very gentle arc.

Click.

The sound of the shutter accompanied by a faint flash.

Qing Ning looked at Xu Yi suspiciously: "Why are you photographing me?"

Xu Yi said expressionlessly, "I just thought you looked surprisingly ugly just now, so I couldn't resist taking a picture."

Qing Ning frowned. She thought she heard wrongly, but Xu Yi's serious look didn't look like he was faking it.

There is a fat cat scratching in my heart, once and for all, it is painful and heavy curiosity.

"What? Let me see!" She leaned up slightly, and moved to Xu Yi's side, but the other party seemed to have expected her move, and raised her phone high early.

So high that she couldn't reach it.

"It's too ugly, don't look at it."

"What the hell?! You didn't show me the photo after you took it!" She stretched out her hand, but she still couldn't reach it. It can only prove that "you hate short hands when you use them".

On the small boat following behind, Xu Qing held the binoculars and patted his knees angrily from time to time, "What's the matter? You bastard, why don't you know how to hug him even if he's already in his arms!"

Boatman: "..."

"I won't show it to you." Maybe it's the inferiority that everyone has, Xu Yi looked at Qing Ning's anxious and angry little face, and smiled like a child.

"Oh, forget it." She muttered, turning away with her mouth pursed.

Xu Yi quietly set that photo as the desktop, and asked softly, "Are you angry?"

Qingning remained silent.

"Really angry?"

"Yes, I'm angry. This time it's not a problem that a bag of potato chips can solve!" she said through gritted teeth.

A common joke on the Internet is——

Q: How to drive a girl crazy?
Answer: I did not show her the photos I took!
This time, Qing Ning finally got a taste of it.

"Then... how many packs do you want?" Xu Yi asked with a suppressed smile.

"Three... three packs."

"it is good."

"Huh?" He agreed so easily, which is not in line with Boss Xu's work style.

She turned her head and took a look, but didn't see Xu Yi's expression clearly, but found that the boatman's face was flushed, he looked very hard, and the movements of his hands were easy to handle, and the blush seemed to come from the chest cavity...

Laugh if you want.

She just loves junk food.

Humph.

A boat floated by in the clear water, and the bridge hole was curved like a crescent moon. She sat in the boat and reached for the damaged stone slab.

After waving it twice, I only felt the shape of the air.

"Hey, don't do this kind of thing if you have short hands." Xu Yi pressed the center of her brows, restraining the urge to roll her eyes.

"Your hands are long, your hands are long!" Qing Ning could only feel the qi and blood surging, and the true qi surged crazily in his veins!

All of a sudden, she took Xu Yi's phone, pressed the HOME button, and it showed that it needed to be unlocked.

Qing Ning's unlock password is the pinyin of her name, facing Xu Yi's phone, she also subconsciously entered her own password.

Then, the lock opened.

She looked at Xu Yi doubtfully, who blushed, "Don't ask, I don't know what's going on!"

The desktop of the mobile phone is an ink-style photo. The overlapping of pixels blurs the original appearance of things, but it can be vaguely recognized that it is a girl on a small boat in the Jiangnan water town.

Probably in the style of postmodernism.

"This is what you just took... It's so blurry, so the boss is Parkinson?" She seized the opportunity and slapped her hard.

"Cut, it's because you don't understand art."

Others don’t need to know about beautiful people and scenery, it’s enough for him to appreciate them alone.

　Thanks to the boss [Two Silly] for the reward of 388+100+100 book coins!

　　This big shot walked slowly over, his hair covered with tassels, Wu Gou, frost and snow.The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like shooting stars.

　　What a young knight!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)