When he arrived at the women's clothing area, Song Yafeng looked at the little skirt for himself. With his figure, there are really not many skirts that can be worn.
After shopping around several stores, I only bought two. Ye Rong was just watching and swiping his card.
Accompanied Song Yafeng and bought two more. Seeing that it was almost time, they left the mall and went to the restaurant for dinner.
When he arrived at the restaurant, Song Yafeng asked for a box. After entering, he ordered something. Song Yafeng used Ye Rong’s phone to take pictures of those delicate bags with skirts. He sat next to Ye Rong and put his arms around him. Take a picture together.
Although Song Yafeng hugged Ye Rong and looked close, the expression on Ye Rong's face was so cold that Song Yafeng was a little dissatisfied.
"Big brother, can't you show me a gentler expression? Look at the effect of this shot, you are cold, as if you have a grudge against me, can that little girl believe it?" Song Yafeng said with a curled mouth. .
"...What should I do?" Ye Rong frowned lightly, never expecting it would be so troublesome.
"You look at me with a gentle look and expression, and you have to be pampered." Song Yafeng instructed.
"..." Ye Rong stared at him coldly, asking him to show a gentle and pampering look to Song Yafeng? !
Ye Rong can't do it, it's better to kill him happily.
Song Yafeng's expression hated iron and steel, Ye Rong really disliked him to a certain level!
Song Yafeng shook his head, "Forget it, don't make it difficult for you, so let's do it, Xiaoye, I will be wronged, give you a kiss, and then take a picture, so you can! Don't worry, even if you kiss, I will kiss your face. ,how about it?"
"...Is that necessary?" Ye Rong frowned deeply, only to feel very cold.
Song Yafeng glared: "Of course! Do you think there is a problem when you look at this group photo for yourself? Your expression is so cold, as if you don't want to sit with me and take pictures at all, as if I was holding you, you were forced to be helpless Same! You don’t want to show me a gentle expression, so you can only sacrifice your little master’s innocence and take a kiss and take it again! Little master is all for you! Do you think the little master is willing?”
"..." Ye Rong pursed his thin lips, and after a long time, he spoke, "Just as you said."
"Okay! Lord is coming!" Song Yafeng rushed over, hugged Ye Rong, gave him a mouthful on his face, and filmed the scene.
The next second after the filming, Ye Rong immediately took out his white handkerchief and wiped his face viciously, making no secret of his dislike for Song Yafeng.
If it wasn't for Mo You to give up, where would Ye Rong need to go through such a disgusting thing...
"Just wipe it twice! I didn't wipe my mouth!" Song Yafeng had a sad expression on his face.
Ye Rong glanced at him and wiped it several times before throwing away the white handkerchief.
Song Yafeng felt wronged and bitter, for whom did he do this! Even so disgusted...
Fortunately, the photos look good.
In the photo, he kissed Ye Rong’s face, and Ye Rong’s expression seemed to pause for a while. People who don’t know the truth would think that he was kissed suddenly, and he didn’t react. It was an expression of nervousness and shyness. The body is stiff, enduring the urge to kill...
No matter what the truth is, a good photo is enough!
The next thing to do is to send the photos to Ye Rong's circle of friends, and in the voice of Song Yafeng, the "girlfriend."