I heard you like me

Chapter 197
She was still a little sleepy, and after reading it, she lay on his chest and closed her eyes to rest, without expressing her opinion.

"Ask you something! Want to escape?" He pinched her ear.

She wanted to ask him back, is it time to ask her this question?

"Not only do you not have me in Moments, I searched through your photo albums, and I don't have a single photo! There are a lot of other people who are irrelevant!"

"Er..." What is an irrelevant person?She raised her eyelids to look at the phone in his hand, and she turned to her photo album again. The so-called irrelevant person is Xue Weilin, because he took several consecutive shots of him and the two dogs, so a large version All him.

But, at that time, it was really for Fanfan!And I forgot about it when I took the picture...

She thought about it again, and felt that she was really wronged, "We haven't been together for six years! The mobile phone has been changed one after another, where do I still have your photos?"

"Yes." He said, "We have been separated for six years and there is no photo. Could it be that you and Xue Weilin met six years ago?"

She lost her drowsiness without his unreasonable troubles, and argued with his chest, "We live together!"

After finishing speaking, she found that his face was dark...

Immediately realized that I had said the wrong thing, "No, I mean, we are neighbors and live in the same community!"

"We are husband and wife! We are in the same department! We sleep in the same bed!"

"Eh..." She was speechless, and she also frowned, and rolled off him, "I'm already sleeping in the same bed, and you're still struggling with photos, is that interesting?"

He carried her back, "I'm all sleeping in the same bed! I can't earn a photo!"

She stared at him, completely speechless and powerless, "Do you have a picture of me?"

"Yes." He answered decisively.

"Look!" Did he steal or shoot her?
She reached for his mobile phone and put it on the bedside. Once it was enough, it was enough, but there was a password.

She has never had the habit of checking his mobile phone, nor has she ever thought of asking him what the password is, whether it was before or now.

She looked at him and motioned for him to unlock it.

He took the phone in one hand, but grabbed her hand in the other.

She didn't know what he was going to do, but after he unlocked it, he held her finger and pressed on the key. It turned out that he wanted to record her fingerprint...

"Be careful, I stole all your money!" She muttered angrily.

He laughed, and gave her the phone after recording, and asked her to look at the photos by herself.

She looks from the nearest.

In his photos, dogs account for a lot of proportion!Many of them were photos of Ning Xiang and the dog, and there were Wen Yi and Ning Xiang's photos of the dog, but none of his own.

What about hers?
Suddenly, a backlit photo came into her sight.

She was wearing a white coat, sitting in front of the office window and writing, the sun was pouring in from the window, condensing into spots of light above her head, he captured her silhouette, quiet, solemn, and dense, and the sky and clouds outside the window pane gave her an even more vivid impression. She bathed in the sun added a bit of thick foil.

"This... When did you take this picture? It's beautiful!" It's really beautiful, so beautiful that she wants to fuck herself.

He didn't speak, just had a suffocated expression on his face.

She smiled, and pinched his face to comfort him. For the sake of such a beautiful photo, she should give in.

After pinching, I continued to look, and found many photos of her, most of which were of her sleeping!
Sleep in an apartment!Sleep in the car!Sleep in his house!The earliest one was actually sleeping in Xingsha's hotel!his bed!

"You steal, you crazy photographer!" She returned the phone to him, but she had to admit that the photos he took were surprisingly good-looking, and she even thought she was more beautiful than herself when she looked in the mirror.Every sleeping face is quiet and sweet, a self she has never captured in the mirror.

"Satisfied?" he asked.

"How did you take the picture? You don't look like me anymore, have you edited the picture?" However, she would rather believe that he will have plastic surgery than that he will edit the picture.

"No, I won't."

really……

She flipped through the photos again, "Why did I sleep all of them! Do you have a quirk?"

"Have you ever seen a water lily?" His eyes fell on those photos with hers.

"Ah."

"My mother once liked water lilies very much. They are quiet and intelligent. One thought is pure and the heart is like a lotus flower. This is an inexplicable sense of belonging, like a ignorant traveler who has walked a long, long way. Suddenly it settled." He kissed her on the forehead, "The photos taken by the photographer are what the world looks like in his eyes."

One thought and one pure, the heart is like a lotus blossom.

A flower quietly bloomed in her heart.

Pursing her lips and smiling, she put her arm around his neck.

"So, what do I look like to you?"

It's not that easy to pass...

He circled the question anyway.

"Ah?" She used to be crazy, much more crazy than him, not just photos, any place with his name would be cut out by her to save, but the youthful madness has passed, the reunion at the age of 30, All the things that can be let go and those that cannot be let go have been restrained, so how to answer this question now?

She closed her eyes, and his face appeared in front of her eyes, "Well...you are in my eyes...of course you are the best."

Is this a good answer?Her ears were caught again, and someone's dissatisfied voice sounded, "Perfunctory!"

"Then what are you going to do? If you force me again, I will tell the truth!" She returned his dissatisfaction intact.

His face darkened again, "So, you were lying just now?"

She raised her eyebrows, noncommittal.

"Say!"

"The truth?"

"Ah."

She blinked, "Don't hit me..."

"Eh..." His expression clearly indicated that he was about to hit someone...

"Hmm..." She thought, "Teacher Ning's quotations, the photos taken by the photographer are the way she sees the world, right?"

"Ah."

"Okay." She picked up the phone, turned on the camera, kept taking pictures of his face, and commented with a click, "Okay, let's start! Heart color ultrasound, the atrium is too small, petty and jealous! Head CT, all yellow! Unhealthy thoughts! Liver color Doppler ultrasound, strong anger, too much temper! X-ray of the whole body, muscle stiffness, especially the face, commonly known as facial paralysis face! Everything proves that Teacher Ning’s quotations are wrong! Photos are equivalent to cheating! The world in my eyes and the world itself The appearance is two different things!"

Ruan Liuzheng watched his face become more and more stiff, and felt that he was not far from being beaten, so he ran away quickly, and brought all the quilts to the ground, exposing his whole body.

She turned around and took another picture with a smile, "I speak for medical equipment! Please use CT ultrasound X-ray for taking pictures! One for one, one for one, and Mr. Ning's uncensored high-definition internal and external pictures!"

She held up her mobile phone to show him his naked photo, and found that his cloudy face instantly turned clear...

what happened?

He beckoned for her to come over.

She shook her head, she wasn't that stupid.

He stood up and walked towards her shamelessly, "Uncensored? High-definition? Liuzheng, you know as much as boys..."

"Eh..." She was dumbfounded when she thought of the scene of torture him, but she really hadn't seen it...

"Don't come here..." She was forced by him to step back step by step.

He smiled, "If you like that uncensored HD picture, I'll leave it to you to appreciate it."

"Eh..." She took it with her own mobile phone...

She never thought of keeping it!She hurriedly wanted to delete it, but he snatched it, and asked her, "What did you use to take this? CT? Color Doppler ultrasound? X-ray? What can you see?"

"Eh..." she continued to back away, "Uh... I can see... I can see that this is not a person, but a wolf..."

He smiled, "How about the function?"

"No... I don't know..." She had already retreated to the bathroom, and she was still forced to retreat.

"You are a doctor."

"I... I'm looking at the head... not the urology department."

He laughed again, "When did I ask about the urology department? Don't you take pictures of your whole body? What's going on in your mind all day long?"

"Eh..." He was brought into the pit again!He's asking about functionality... In his style, he's not asking this or what? "ah……"

With a soft cry, she had no choice but to retreat, she retreated to the side of the bathtub, and fell into the bathtub.

His body bent down, supporting the edge of the bathtub.

She was thumped by the bathtub...

"Don't, don't make trouble, we have to get ready to go to the hospital!" After so long, it was dawn!With a serious face, "Mr. Ning, it's inappropriate for us to talk about these things at this time. It's six o'clock, hurry up."

"Yes, I also don't think it's appropriate to talk about this." He threw the phone and fished her out of the bathtub, "It's six o'clock, hurry up, be a giant of action, a dwarf of language..."

He didn't touch her.

He was just teasing her, he pressed her down and kissed her for a while, then let her out, and he took a shower inside by himself.

She knows some things, such as what he said last night: he completely, completely, belongs to her; his love is oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea...

She understood the meaning of these words and never doubted them.

However, sometimes, people have strong self-suggestion ability.Some words are spoken to others, but also to oneself; some words, the more certain you say, the more uncertain you are in your heart.

No matter what, this moment will come after all, just like the ginkgo leaves will turn yellow in autumn, the wind will blow up the dust, the leaves will fall, and the dust will return, and it will be really stable, or in other words, she can be stable .

He came out of the bathroom and asked her, "Is there any more of that thing I ate last night?"

He called millet paste that thing...

"Yes. Want to eat this in the morning?" She opened the suitcase to get it.

"Ah."

"How do you feel after eating last night?" After taking it out, she turned to boil water.

"It's very comfortable, and I slept soundly." He stood by the bed and began to put on his clothes, "Although I got up early."

She laughed, didn't he sleep soundly because of his excessive "physical activity"?
After plugging in the power and turning around, I saw him buttoning his clothes with his back to her. The white shirt seemed familiar.

Time flies, the once white-clothed boy still has a straight back, and the white horse is still in the same place, but not in the same place.

(End of this chapter)