Si Mo City picked a brow: "what?"
Li Xiaoxiao solemnly told him: "according to the script, this time can't be revealed."
"Yes." After a long time, Simao opened his mouth and looked up at the photographer.
The photographer tried to guide the action again. Although Si Mo Cheng did not seem to be in place, he still had a good attitude.
Tossed for a long time, Li Xiaoxiao then carefully looked at Si Mo City for a while.
And then she thought, in fact, he was wronged.
That kind of feeling is like a person who has been ups and downs in officialdom for decades. It is impossible for him to make those frivolous and flowery actions. Even if he has tried to cooperate with him to do it, his momentum of being superior to high positions all the year round can not be changed.
After careful observation, she felt that his movements were quite standard.
But perhaps the most important thing for photographers is a feeling.
But obviously, Si Mo City could not give him the feeling he wanted, which made him feel extremely headache.
After a long time, Li Xiaoxiao didn't want him to be tossed again. He couldn't help but whisper: "that's it. He's just like this. Just shoot him as he is."
The photographer seemed to have no choice but to nod his head.
After a while, they were tired.
Li Xiaoxiao couldn't help but reach for a pink rose. Murmured in a low voice: "I didn't expect that taking wedding photos is such a tiring thing."
"A lot of things have to be paid to receive goods." He spoke faintly.
"For example?"
"For example, if you want to sow in spring, you will receive it in autumn." Si Mo City slowly opened his mouth.
"For example, in spring you have to work hard to sow seeds, and in autumn I can give birth to dolls." Li Xiaoxiao took it out again.
There was a strange silence again in the greenhouse.
She sat down on the side of the city.
Li Xiaoxiao quietly looked up at the photographer, hoping to bury her in the sea of flowers.
She bit her lip and wished to seal her mouth with a seal.
After a long time, Si Mo City finally opened his mouth, and his voice was low: "Li Xiaoxiao."
"I'm here."
"When you get home, get rid of all your cartoons."
"Well All right... "
"The animation in the computer is deleted."
"Oh..."
"All the novels are empty."
Li Xiaoxiao quietly raised his eyes and looked at his cold face. He explained in a low voice: "I actually It's not all about beauty Love me I saw it, too
Li Xiaoxiao tried to show him that he was normal.
Si Mo City's deep eyes fell on her face and said slowly, "that's just empty."
"Then I What am I going to do in the future
Where there is oppression, there is resistance.
Li Xiaoxiao was unconvinced.
If it was so cruel, wouldn't all her pastimes be gone?
How can you be so ruthless
Li Xiaoxiao blinked his watery eyes and waited for the answer.
The Mou color of Si Mo City is dim and obscure, slowly way: "concentrate on preparing pregnancy."
"Well Cough... " Li Xiaoxiao just wanted to speak, but because she was too excited, she was choked by her own saliva.
After half a day's delay, he blushed and said, "I didn't say I was going to have a baby This is tyranny
Si Mo City look unchanged, eyes calm without wave: "this spring sowing is too late, but next autumn let you bear a baby, or in time."
Li Xiaoxiao, with a sad face, opened her mouth pitifully: "I'm not a gourd baby, seven flowers on a vine What kind of doll do I have