Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

"It didn't look good."

"nice."

A gentle voice sounded beside her, bringing her back from her thoughts.

Zhou Zhiheng has always been by her side.

After seeing the photo, she subconsciously began to feel vaguely anxious.

He stepped forward and took a look.

"nice?"

Yan He raised his head and moved the phone screen in his direction: "It didn't capture the true beauty of nature."

The voice just fell.

His head was patted lightly: "The beauty of nature must be felt with the heart."

Then the screen was lightly tapped: "However, this is evidence that our Yan Yan feels nature."

The man's expression was gentle, and when he said this, his whole body seemed to be glowing.

Before Yan He could recover, he put a hand across his shoulder, hugged her and took two steps forward.

He let go immediately.

Looking at the camera facing her, she began to feel nervous unconsciously.

"I can't take good pictures."

"It's beautiful. It's hard to say it's so pretty."

"Sister is so beautiful, as beautiful as a star on TV."

"Hahaha... If I had such a beautiful daughter, I would be in a beautiful mood every day."

"Young lady, no matter how you take the photo, she looks good, there are no blind spots in 365 degrees."

The people staying around heard her words and let out a small burst of good-natured laughter.

Even the kid chimed in with a little pout on his face.

Yan He was a little embarrassed.

This is a different feeling than when you meet fans. Fans think she is beautiful because they like her music.

But strangers...

In panic, she almost subconsciously sought help from Zhou Zhiheng.

As if he could guess what she was thinking, the man put down his phone, walked up and pinched her cheek soothingly.

When he took it back, the back of his hand seemed to rub it lightly: "Sure enough, the masses are very discerning."

Then the person next to me laughed again.

A grandma was sitting on a stone to rest and joined in the fun, joking: "You are a boyfriend. Your girlfriend is so beautiful but you still think you are not beautiful. Is it because you don't praise her enough?"

Instead of denying it, the man accepted it humbly: "Yes, I will praise you every day from now on."

"Of course, loving someone should be like growing a flower, taking good care of and praising them."

"You're right."

"You can't bully other girls."

"Yes."

Yan He felt the kindness around him, relaxed a lot, and tugged on the hem of his clothes.

Looking at grandma: "Thank you grandma, he..."

He was very nice and didn't bully me.

The rest of the words are not finished yet.

The hand was held.

She was stunned and instantly forgot what she was going to say.

She let him pull her forward, her words still swirling in her mind.

"My little rose is shy easily, so I'll leave first. Thank you everyone."

"..."

There's no way she's shy.

Yan He endured it and raised his hand to touch his earlobe, which had been heating up.

Out of the sight of everyone's teasing, the temperature on his face dropped.

But the pounding heart showed no sign of relief.

She lowered her eyes.

He glanced at the hands held tightly by the two, and immediately looked away.

Didn't break away.

But the other party let go.

Then his shoulders tightened, and his whole body was pulled into a warm embrace.

"Let's take a trip here too."

Yan He looked up and saw that although he raised his hand, he did not press the shutter button.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of questioning in his eyes.

Yan's mother and Zhou Zhiyun had long gone without knowing where they were going.

She then raised the corner of her mouth, having the rare thought of asking for help.

"Should we find someone else to take the photo for us?"

The last note has not yet fallen.

There was already a girl beside her who stretched out her hand: "Shall I help you take pictures?"

"Okay, thank you."

No need to take selfies though.

But the hand on his shoulder never let go.

Yan He raised the corners of his mouth and faced forward.

The girl couldn't hide the smile on her face, so she started to praise: "Good, good, good-looking."

"Thank you."

Yan He looked at the handed phone and subconsciously took it.

It looks really good.

It's just that in the photo, the two people's eyes are not in the same direction.

The heat that had just subsided had a faint tendency to rise again.

She directly handed the phone back to the man beside her who still wouldn't let go.

He stepped forward and said, "Let's go."

A voice slowly floated up from behind: "Well, Yan Yan is so photogenic."

"..."

Really fast.

She had previously felt that this world was too subtle.

The two were walking and walking, and Yan's mother and Zhou Zhiyun were talking in a pavilion.

Further ahead are two forked intersections.

The staff member with a red ribbon on his arm pointed to the right: "The Sanzhong River is over there."

Zhou Zhiyun stood up.

"They said that once you go up, you can't go back the way you came. The road is very narrow and only one person can pass."

Apparently waiting for them to make a decision.

The man lowered his eyes and asked Yan He for his opinion: "Are we leaving?"

"Baby, it's very steep up here, and it's full of water. How about we go to the other side?"

In fact, Yan's mother is not too relieved.

She's fine on her own.

My daughter has just been discharged from the hospital and her health is getting better.

Yan He shook his head.

"You're already here, I want to go to Sanchongji to have a feel."

If you don’t go to the most famous places, wouldn’t it be in vain?

"Okay, but..."

"Auntie, I'll go with her."

"......All right."

Respect your child's decision.

Yan's mother compromised, and when they asked her to go to the other side with Zhou Zhiyun.

"I can walk too. Auntie is still in good health."

"Row."

Yan He stepped on the stone pier and crossed the water, followed closely by Zhou Zhiheng: "Yan Yan, I will follow you, don't be afraid."

"..."

The road ahead can still pass two people.

Zhou Zhiyun and Yan's mother walked ahead, just at the volume that she could hear.

He frowned subconsciously.

She turned around and looked him up and down with some disgust: "Zhou Zhiheng, what do you mean by the sound of a yarn clip???"

God, she really couldn't stand it.

He couldn't help but shrugged his shoulders: "Yan He, let's not play with the men."

"..."

Yan He recalled the tone of Zhou Zhiheng's words just now, and found that there was indeed a little bit of it.

But it's not that exaggerated.

laugh out loud.

"Ok."

Zhou Zhiyun raised her lips provocatively at the silent man and followed Yan's mother.

"Yan Yan, I don't have a clip."

It seems to be pinched even more.

Yan He frowned: "Okay, you didn't."

"Are you laughing at me?"

"I do not have."

The person in front lowered his head without even turning his head.

Zhou Zhiheng followed closely behind her with a chuckle in his eyes.

Disdain for Zhou Zhiyun.

Just clamp it, he is happy with it.

But he still said aggrievedly: "Then you want to play with me."

"understood."