Li Xiaoxiao was dissatisfied and said, "can't I move? Are you going to kill me? "
Si Mo City raised his hand and knocked on her head. She was very angry: "how short the clothes are! I don't count them in my heart!"
Li Xiaoxiao looked down at her clothes.
Well, I can't see it.
She is now a silkworm pupa.
"But a lot of people wear less than me, and I'm not taking pictures." Li Xiaoxiao explained that it was strange to love money. If a suit of clothes was not photographed, it would cost thousands of yuan.
"Not even taking pictures." The eyes of Si Mo City are gloomy.
Li Xiaoxiao wanted to take his hand out of the quilt and rub his cold and handsome face, but he couldn't take it out, so he gave up.
She looked at him with a smile and explained, "art has no boundaries. Artists don't have sex.
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the photographer offered to change a suit.
Li Xiaoxiao held the spirit of not wasting a cent of grandfather Mao, and then re selected a set of blue dress, which made him feel satisfied.
The whole day's shooting was very fast. When it was almost over, Li Xiaoxiao was exhausted.
On the way back, she leaned against the arms of Simo city and fell asleep.
Before I go to sleep, I still think, this is probably the burden of sweetness.
Because of sleeping in the car, Li Xiaoxiao took a bath and cleaned up after getting home. He was quite energetic.
After taking a bath, Simao City sat on the sofa and looked at the newspaper. Li Xiaoxiao was sitting beside him, holding a bowl of cut fruit and putting his feet on his legs. He ate it in small mouthfuls. His face was plump, like a little hamster stealing food.
Si Mo City lightly swept her one eye, saw her in a daze, could not help but slightly curved the corner of his lips, eyes with wipe pet drowning.
With his eyes back, Mr. smercheng looked down and continued to read some of today's newspapers.
Li Xiaoxiao is a little bored after eating and drinking enough.
See he put a pile of newspapers in his hand, stretched out a few, followed by a look.
He subscribes to a lot of newspapers every year.
Military, international, political, financial, people's livelihood and so on.
Oh, there's no entertainment.
Li Xiaoxiao conveniently took this one, which he had not yet looked at. It should belong to the category he browsed every day.
Open the newspaper, Li Xiaoxiao swept a few eyes, but also found a few interesting small news, pour also read with relish.
When he turned to the back again, he was startled and immediately "ah".
Si Mo City looked up, Li Xiaoxiao pointed to the newspaper and said: "the golden Dynasty died last night. It's terrible."
They took pictures there last night. They didn't expect to die.
The newspaper had a large page to cover the news, with a photo attached.
The photo shows a woman lying on the ground with no blood around.
But according to the news, this woman should be the dead.
This picture is a little smaller and has been mosaic. It's not very clear, but it can be seen that she is a very good girl and very young.
On the other side of the news, there is a two inch photo of a woman. This one can clearly see a woman's face.
When Li Xiaoxiao saw the picture, he was stunned. He just felt that he was a little familiar.
Si Mo City see her wringing a small eyebrow, a face serious appearance, can't help but reach out to take her to his arms.
Li Xiaoxiao took the initiative to say, "I think Where does this woman seem to have met? "
Along with her eyes, Si Mo City looked, the line of sight fell on the woman in the photo, frowned.