Chapter 916： my wife

The group leader couldn't stand it anymore and he personally guided him.

"This...Xiao Tang, you are like this, you put your hand on God F's shoulder, no, on your neck, then stand on your toes and pretend to kiss him. You can see that God F's eyes are very good, and the eyes are all You, learn from Big Brother."

As he said, his hand was about to grab Qianmiao's hand.

Qianmiao turned his gaze away and fell on the group leader's face. He calmly handed the phone over and said, "Help us take a picture."

The group leader looked at the calm and ordinary girl in front of him, always feeling that she didn't seem so incomprehensible on the surface, she was more like a person in charge of the game, which was inexplicably reassuring, and then he slowly took over the phone.

"Okay, I will shoot for you."

Qianmiao looked at Fengxian and said, "Quick battle and quick decision."

He curled his lips: "I can do whatever I want."

As the team leader adjusted the lens and called 321, Qian Mian changed his expression in an instant.

She hugged Feng Xian's waist like an ordinary couple, raised her head and smiled sweetly, as if she had just finished saying a sweet word from a lover.

Feng Xian hugged her, eyes full of dozing.

The next moment, the two changed their positions tacitly, clasped their fingers, and walked holding hands. The man turned his head, his eyes drooping, and the girl looked at him with star-bright eyes, smiling slightly.

In addition, most of the photos are smiling.

Even if there is a photo without smiling, the look in the eyes is different from usual.

Their gaze makes it easy to feel what is meant by "big and small"-big enough to contain everything about each other, and small enough to accommodate each other.

The other two pairs looked silly.

Lingjiu: "It's a violent thing for Xiao Tang not to be an actor. She has beauty and acting skills. She was still a cold girl for one second, and she became a perfect little sweetheart in the next second."

Shi Yuqi sneered: "Isn't it just being able to pretend? This is her specialty."

Wei Wu said coldly: "You pretend to come out and have a look?"

Shi Yuqi stared at her: "I said she has anything to do with you? Shut up, you."

Lin Zifan immediately entered between the two, coughing, and said, "Well, Xiao Wei, let's go take a photo too. We will go in soon."

Wei Wu walked to the side blankly, ready to take pictures.

Here, after taking a dozen photos, the team leader handed the phone to Feng Xian and said, “Next, post to Moments and let others like it. That’s true. By the way, you can make up a few selfies. Self-portraits are more real."

When the words fell, he turned around to guide the other group.

Qian Miao looked at herself in the photo, strange and familiar.

When she was a child, she liked to laugh like this, but later on, she didn't like to laugh much.

The breeze slowly blows away the heat lurking in her cheeks, creating the illusion that she seems to be calm.

Feng Xian chose a few photos, then turned to ask her: "How many photos do you send?"

She nodded: "Yes."

With consent, Fengxian sent a circle of friends.

This circle of friends is a social account of Jindanguo, and more than a dozen people like each other.

Qian Miao also quickly got it done.

When Qian Mian received the phone, Feng Xian still looked down at the phone.

About thirty seconds later, he put away the phone, reached out to Qianmiao, and pulled a curve at the corner of his mouth: "Let's go, my wife."

This name struck warmly, and Qianmiao's heart was startled with strange palpitations.

She rolled her throat slightly and put her hand on.

The slender fingers were instantly wrapped by the man's warm palm, lightly and shallowly, like a warm flow flowing through the body.