Young Mu's cheeks were puffing up in his breath. He was about to turn around and walk away when he heard a click.
I haven't thought about it. I have seen a picture on the screen.
It is she who blows her beard and stares. She looks like a puffer fish!
It's like a bride who has been robbed of marriage
"Tut Tut, Nian Xiaomu, what do you mean by this expression? Don't want to marry? " Yu Yuehan did not feel the psychological activities of the people next to him.
I adjusted the angle of the photo again, and prepared another one.
At this time, hearing his words, Xiaomu said "ha ha" twice in his heart.
Congratulations, Han Shao, you guessed right.
You are going to have no fiancee soon. What other big head wedding photos are you taking!
"Why doesn't the machine move? I haven't played this before, can you? " Yu Yuehan's fingers poked twice on the screen. Seeing that the machine didn't respond, Jun turned to Nian Xiaomu's direction.
A face of modesty.
It's rare to have something he doesn't understand.
Although young Mu was angry in his heart, he was still rational.
Of course, she will not let go of this critical moment of building prestige and improving the status of her family!
At once, he stepped forward, took out some coins from his bag and put them into the slot.
Then the start key is pressed again.
"Didi!"
The machine reacted immediately.
She glanced at Yu colder and colder and said, "that one was a test shot just now. You didn't give me money. Of course, I won't let you continue to play."
She was very dissatisfied that he had brought her to take big head wedding photos.
But women are born with an unspeakable passion for selfie.
When the machine starts to sound a warning tone, she almost instinctively approaches the camera.
Fiddle with your long hair and put out the perfect angle
"Click, click, click!"
Three in a row, beautiful to explode!
Yu Yuehan is forgotten by her. She decides to look at her wedding photos. She doesn't remember that there is also the bridegroom's Nian Xiaomu. As soon as Junlian gets to the front, she covers his face with one hand.
"You're standing in the back, blocking my camera."
Yu Yuehan: "?"
No wedding photos of the groom?
And this operation?!
"Nian Xiaomu, I said I would take photos." I am more cold and kind-hearted.
Nian Xiaomu: "Oh, but I was the one who put the coin just now. I spent my money. I don't want to take a picture with you, OK?"
Yu Yuehan: "..."
Young moo said, think about it, they fall in love so long, normal shopping and movies are less pitiful, let alone this sweet interaction between small lovers.
The more you think about it, the more you think about it.
I can't bear to worry about who is pitching money. I stand aside a little and turn my head to see the aggrieved man.
"Together?"
"Yes!" Yu Yuehan does not mind that she was just rejected.
Hearing what she said, he quickly approached her.
"Click, click, click!"
It's another fast triple.
Xiaomu changed three postures in one breath, all of which were beautiful.
As for Yu Yuehan Well, as a straight man of steel, he hasn't reflected on what self filming is.
A face paralyzed all the way.
But it's good to be handsome enough. It's pleasant to see.
Two people played a round, the number of photos reached the limit.
The machine stopped again.
This time, without waiting for Xiaomu to open his mouth, Yu Yuehan has reached for money in his pocket.
Determined not to give her "who pays, who is the boss" reason to shut him out.