eighteen centimeters

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Gu Mian stretched out her hand to pull the person who was still kneeling on the ground up, and asked softly, "Are you okay, does your knee hurt?"

"It's okay." Qiao Shuang shook his head, but secretly rubbed his knees.

Gu Mian didn't speak, and asked her to change clothes first, then went up to talk to Qin Jianlu by herself.

"How about taking a look? My skills are still so good, I'll take wedding photos for you when you get married." Qin Jianlu was very excited and felt that he had gained some new inspiration from these photos.

Gu Mian looked at the photo and replied, "The wedding will not be held for now, we will make plans after Qiao Shuang graduates."

Seeing Lu raise his head, Qin always felt a little strange, but after thinking about it, he seemed to be reasonable, so he replied casually: "Just call me if I can help at that time."

"Ah."

After the clothes were confirmed, it was almost seven o'clock in the evening. Gu Mian changed her clothes and went back with her bridge pair, clothes, shoes and jewelry.

The family has already called twice, and the two hurried back.

The winding gravel road divides the garden into two halves. The sea of ​​white flowers on the left and the red roses on the right. The combination of lilies and red roses looks much more inexplicably pleasing to the eye than the previous crabapple.

Gu Yan resolutely asked the gardener at home to plant the lilies and red roses brought back yesterday, otherwise Friday would be Qiao Shuang's birthday party, and the garden would be too bare.

It is said that it is for Qiao Shuang's birthday, but it is actually hiding his thoughts.

Mrs. Gu didn't care about her, she just watched Gu Yan jumping up and down every day, and sometimes said a few words without any deterrent force when the trouble was over.

The smell of the freshly dug earth mixed with the fresh scent of lilies, Gu Mian moved her nose, and smelled the smell of roses coming from the right, it was all crimson at first glance, rippling with the wind.

"Take this to the room." Gu Mian handed the box containing the clothes to the servant, rolled up her sleeves, washed her hands with Qiao Shuang, and went to the dining room.

As soon as she entered, Gu Yan exclaimed in surprise: "Little cutie has changed her hairstyle, she's so pretty."

The changed Qiao Shuang has indeed attracted everyone's attention. The energetic bangs and specially made long curly hair are much more mature than before, because the makeup in the photo studio has not been removed. The young girl Inexplicably attractive.

Mrs. Gu also nodded in agreement: "It's really beautiful, is it for tomorrow's registration?"

Gu Mian replied without blushing, "Yes."

"Wow." Gu Yan was excited, holding a fork and continuing to say: "When are you going tomorrow, go early and return early."

"Morning." Mrs. Gu suggested with a smile, there are not so many people there, and there is no need to queue up.

Naturally, Qiao Shuang had no objection, and nodded obediently. After eating, she was urged to go upstairs to take a shower and go to bed early. If there are dark circles under the eyes, it will not look good to take pictures.

After taking a shower and putting down her hair carefully, Qiao Shuang had free time to care about her knees.

The last photo I took today was kneeling. Although the ground was covered with a soft cloth, it was still not good for my fragile knees. After a few hours, it had turned into a small group of bruises.

I touched it lightly with my fingertips, and the tingling sensation came immediately, which was more painful than when I was just washed by hot water.

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a sudden knock on the door, and Qiao Shuang only had time to hastily put down the pajama pants that were rolled up to her knees when she saw Gu Mian open the door and walk in.

"Sister Gu Mian?" Qiao Shuang tilted her head.

Gu Mian was still wearing the clothes she went out with today, obviously she came here before she had time to take a shower, and she still held a stick in her right hand, I don't know what it was.

"Sit down and roll your pants up to your knees." Gu Mian took out the ointment on her hands and twisted it off, looked up at the person sitting by the bed who was still in a daze and raised her eyebrows: "Do you want me to help you?"

Qiao Shuang hurriedly shook her head: "No, no need."

Gu Mian did not stand, but squatted on one knee and knelt on the floor, looking down at Qiao Shuang's injury seriously.

The pajama pants were rolled up to the knees, and two groups of slightly purple bruises were particularly obvious on the fair skin, like a flaw in a beautiful artwork.

Gu Mian frowned, feeling a little regretful, she should have applied medicine to Qiao Shuang back in the photo studio, but it was already serious after a few hours, and she looked very miserable.

Dabbing the white ointment on her fingers and rubbing it gently on her knees, Gu Mian sensitively noticed that Qiao Shuang was trembling and made a thin gasp.

"Be patient, it will heal quickly after rubbing it loose."

The soft sobbing was really tormenting, Gu Mian quickly finished applying the ointment cruelly, and looked up tiredly, the little girl's eyes were red and she was about to cry.

There was still the smell of ointment on her hands, Gu Mian wanted to touch her head but felt it was inconvenient, so she raised her head and kissed Qiao Shuang's forehead: "It's strange, don't cry."

The little girl stopped crying sobbing, sniffed her nose and laughed.

For some reason, Gu Mian looked a little clumsy right now.

Gu Mian looked helpless, stood up and put the ointment on the bed, went to the bathroom to wash her hands, came out and sat on the chair and asked, "What clothes do you want to wear for the photoshoot tomorrow?"

She didn't mention registration, and she didn't treat her casually. Gu Mian hoped to use the greatest kindness to make Qiao Shuang adapt to her upcoming status.