Chapter 529
The uncle tour guide was speechless for a long time, and looked at Shen Xiuran with a strange expression.
Song An felt that maybe it wasn't that the uncle didn't want to talk, but that he didn't know how to say it.
Shen Xiuran always has the ability to chat the sky to death.
The choking uncle didn't know how to reply.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little strange.
"hey-hey……"
Song An broke the deadlock with a good smile, and said to the uncle tour guide: "Uncle, don't mind, my husband has a high IQ but a low EQ, he didn't do it on purpose, so don't worry about it. He is absolutely, absolutely, absolutely not showing off. ,real……"
Shen Xiuran gave her a sideways glance, and solemnly emphasized: "I didn't show off!"
At this moment, Song Anhao really wanted to stick Shen Xiuran's mouth with super glue.
Usually taciturn, he can't fart with a blow.
Why are you talking so much today.
Really!
Fortunately, the tour guide uncle is not a fussy person, and he has seen many people of all kinds.He also knew that Shen Xiuran was not really showing off, but that he really couldn't speak, so he smiled and said, "I know, you don't need to explain! Since this gentleman doesn't care, let's go!"
With that said, he handed two headlamps to Song Anhao and Shen Xiuran.
"This is a headlamp. You tie her on your head. It's dark outside. If you don't use the headlamp, you won't be able to see any sea creatures!"
Song Anhao nodded, took over the headlamp, and prepared to tie it on for Shen Xiuran.
Shen Xiuran frowned, turned his head back, and looked at the discolored headache in Song Anhao's hand with disgust: "No need, I have a mobile phone light."
Song An was so displeased: "Uncle, you don't wear rain boots, and you don't wear a headlamp. What do you really want? Can you cooperate?"
Shen Xiuran still resisted.
Song An was very angry.
Staring at Shen Xiuran displeased: "If you don't cooperate anymore, then we don't want to go! Just go back to the room!"
With that said, turn around and go back.
When she was about to enter the room, Shen Xiuran grabbed her wrist.
Shen Xiuran put down a soft tone and compromised: "I cooperate!"
Song Anhao curled up his lips slyly, and a flash of pride in the success of the plot flashed in his eyes.
When she turned around, the smug expression had disappeared, and she continued to keep a straight face, full of displeasure.
She stared at Shen Xiuran: "Really cooperate?"
Shen Xiuran looked at the headache in her hand.
Scalp tingling.
Goosebumps crawling all over my body.
Although he still resisted in his heart, he still closed his eyes and nodded vigorously.
A posture of seeing death as home.
Song Anhao was speechless to him.
Isn't it just a headache to wear?
As for doing it like going to the battlefield?
She also knew that Shen Xiuran was obsessed with cleanliness, as long as others touched his things, he would never want them again.
Everything is like this, let alone this headache that I don’t know how many people have worn it.
It's perfectly normal for him to resist.
It was precisely because of this that she forced him to wear it.
Only by slowly getting rid of this habit can he live a better and more comfortable life.
No matter where you go, you will think, ah, how many people have touched this, and how many people have touched that.
How tiring to live like that.
Due to the difference in height, Shen Xiuran voluntarily squatted down in order to cooperate with Song Anhao.
Song Anhao took advantage of the situation to put on the headache for him.
Under the 'embellishment' of the headlights, Shen Xiuran's aloof image instantly shattered.
Seeing Shen Xiuran wearing a headache that didn't fit him, standing there with an uncomfortable expression, his whole body was awkward, as if he was in pain with bugs crawling on his body, it was ridiculous no matter how you looked at it.
Song Anhao couldn't help it, and laughed with a 'puchi'.
He is 1.8 meters tall, with a noble image and temperament, wearing a set of high-end casual clothes worth millions, casual shoes worth hundreds of thousands, and a headlamp worth tens of dollars.
She swears that this is really the funniest picture she has ever seen, bar none.
The main reason is that Shen Xiuran's usual image is too high and cold.
This look is very different from his previous image.
This is the so-called cute contrast!
(End of this chapter)
The uncle tour guide was speechless for a long time, and looked at Shen Xiuran with a strange expression.
Song An felt that maybe it wasn't that the uncle didn't want to talk, but that he didn't know how to say it.
Shen Xiuran always has the ability to chat the sky to death.
The choking uncle didn't know how to reply.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little strange.
"hey-hey……"
Song An broke the deadlock with a good smile, and said to the uncle tour guide: "Uncle, don't mind, my husband has a high IQ but a low EQ, he didn't do it on purpose, so don't worry about it. He is absolutely, absolutely, absolutely not showing off. ,real……"
Shen Xiuran gave her a sideways glance, and solemnly emphasized: "I didn't show off!"
At this moment, Song Anhao really wanted to stick Shen Xiuran's mouth with super glue.
Usually taciturn, he can't fart with a blow.
Why are you talking so much today.
Really!
Fortunately, the tour guide uncle is not a fussy person, and he has seen many people of all kinds.He also knew that Shen Xiuran was not really showing off, but that he really couldn't speak, so he smiled and said, "I know, you don't need to explain! Since this gentleman doesn't care, let's go!"
With that said, he handed two headlamps to Song Anhao and Shen Xiuran.
"This is a headlamp. You tie her on your head. It's dark outside. If you don't use the headlamp, you won't be able to see any sea creatures!"
Song Anhao nodded, took over the headlamp, and prepared to tie it on for Shen Xiuran.
Shen Xiuran frowned, turned his head back, and looked at the discolored headache in Song Anhao's hand with disgust: "No need, I have a mobile phone light."
Song An was so displeased: "Uncle, you don't wear rain boots, and you don't wear a headlamp. What do you really want? Can you cooperate?"
Shen Xiuran still resisted.
Song An was very angry.
Staring at Shen Xiuran displeased: "If you don't cooperate anymore, then we don't want to go! Just go back to the room!"
With that said, turn around and go back.
When she was about to enter the room, Shen Xiuran grabbed her wrist.
Shen Xiuran put down a soft tone and compromised: "I cooperate!"
Song Anhao curled up his lips slyly, and a flash of pride in the success of the plot flashed in his eyes.
When she turned around, the smug expression had disappeared, and she continued to keep a straight face, full of displeasure.
She stared at Shen Xiuran: "Really cooperate?"
Shen Xiuran looked at the headache in her hand.
Scalp tingling.
Goosebumps crawling all over my body.
Although he still resisted in his heart, he still closed his eyes and nodded vigorously.
A posture of seeing death as home.
Song Anhao was speechless to him.
Isn't it just a headache to wear?
As for doing it like going to the battlefield?
She also knew that Shen Xiuran was obsessed with cleanliness, as long as others touched his things, he would never want them again.
Everything is like this, let alone this headache that I don’t know how many people have worn it.
It's perfectly normal for him to resist.
It was precisely because of this that she forced him to wear it.
Only by slowly getting rid of this habit can he live a better and more comfortable life.
No matter where you go, you will think, ah, how many people have touched this, and how many people have touched that.
How tiring to live like that.
Due to the difference in height, Shen Xiuran voluntarily squatted down in order to cooperate with Song Anhao.
Song Anhao took advantage of the situation to put on the headache for him.
Under the 'embellishment' of the headlights, Shen Xiuran's aloof image instantly shattered.
Seeing Shen Xiuran wearing a headache that didn't fit him, standing there with an uncomfortable expression, his whole body was awkward, as if he was in pain with bugs crawling on his body, it was ridiculous no matter how you looked at it.
Song Anhao couldn't help it, and laughed with a 'puchi'.
He is 1.8 meters tall, with a noble image and temperament, wearing a set of high-end casual clothes worth millions, casual shoes worth hundreds of thousands, and a headlamp worth tens of dollars.
She swears that this is really the funniest picture she has ever seen, bar none.
The main reason is that Shen Xiuran's usual image is too high and cold.
This look is very different from his previous image.
This is the so-called cute contrast!
(End of this chapter)
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