little love

"Song Yi, let's take a photo."

Just after class, Zhu Xiaowei's shoulder-hooking pose appeared on time again.

"No, that's what girls love to shoot, why are you joining in the fun?"

Song Yi wants to go home early. His parents have been busy decorating the supermarket without touching the ground recently, and they probably haven't eaten yet. He's going to cook a few dishes and send them over in a lunch box.

"Song Yi, you can go. The few of us will take a picture together, and when we grow up, we can take it out to make memories!"

A classmate looked forward with anticipation.Zhu Xiaowei can say, he will pay for the photos.

"That's right, you all take a photo with me later, and when I become a big boss, you sell the photos, maybe you can sell them for a lot of money."

Only Zhu Xiaowei could say such embarrassing words.

"Um……"

Taking a photo with Zhu Xiaowei?

Song Yi's eyes flickered slightly.

Seeing that Song Yi was still hesitating, Zhu Xiaowei cast a look at the crowd, Zhu Chen and the others immediately booed and dragged Song Yi away without any explanation.

Of course, Song Yi still rode Zhu Xiaowei's bicycle.

That's all, wait until the photo is finished soon, and then go home and cook.

"Hold it up, I'm going to speed up, those bastards are all gone."

Zhu Xiaowei howled, kicking his legs quickly.

Song Yi sat at the back, looked at the strong waist of the man in front, hesitated, and helped him up.

Recently, the class has started to take pictures, especially the girls are very keen on it.After school, I took my best friends to shoot together.

Song Yi had seen the photos, two or three or even more, all wearing wedding dresses, their lips looked like they were smeared with blood, and their smiles were brilliant.A chill, what are you doing, it's not playing a drama like Lily, it's Qun Lily.

Sure enough, there was another group of people queuing up to take pictures today. Song Yi wanted to run away, but Zhu Xiaowei watched him hard.Seeing that he was holding his hand all the time, Song Yi gradually calmed down.

When it was their turn, Song Yi resolutely forbade makeup, and Zhu Xiaowei was not allowed to change. Looking at the two blobs of plateau red on other people's faces, Zhu Xiaowei smiled gloatingly.

It is said to be a photo studio, but it is actually composed of a few background cloths, some doll bouquets and two flashlights.

A bunch of people are picking out clothes for a photo shoot.

"Song Yi, wear this suit. If I wear it, the girls outside will be fascinated."

girl?

The temperature around Song Yi dropped sharply.

Zhu Xiaowei was taken aback, why did Song Yi's eyes look so terrifying.

"Okay, okay, don't wear it if you don't wear a suit, anyway, I look good in anything." I went to look for the clothes I liked again.

What's this?White shirt?No, emperor clothes?No, dress like a fool.this?Samurai clothes?Well, it's not bad, it must be very masculine when you wear it.

This arrogant narcissist.Why do you want to be masculine as a junior high school student?

Seeing Zhu Xiaowei wandering among the piles of clothes, Song Yi stepped forward and picked up two suits, threw one into Zhu Xiaowei's arms, and went to find a place to change.

Girls wear wedding dresses, so he and Zhu Xiaowei should both wear suits.It might be the only time in this life.

"What, I picked it just now, and you didn't care about it, why did you fall in love with it?"

Zhu Xiaowei muttered while changing.

Soon, Song Yi also changed out and walked towards Zhu Xiaowei step by step.

With a white shirt and a black suit, against Song Yi's fair and delicate face, Zhu Xiaowei was a little dazed for a moment.

First, I took a group photo with other people, and then took some photos separately.Anyway, Zhu Xiaowei paid the money today, and everyone didn't have any scruples, and they could take pictures as they wanted.

After the trouble, everyone was a little excited, and the filming was almost done.Zhu Xiaowei looked at Song Yi whose face was reddish and sweat was sticking to his forehead, pulled him past him, stood in front of the curtain, and shouted to the photographer:

"Master, give us one."

Zhu Xiaowei was a head taller than Song Yi, standing on the right, with his arm on Song Yi's shoulder and the other hand on Song Yi's waist.From the side, it looked like Song Yi was leaning on Zhu Xiaowei's chest.

"Song Yi's waist is really thin, like a girl." Zhu Xiaowei was a little lost in thought.

Listening to the "plop plop" heartbeat coming from beside him, Song Yi's face was calm, but, probably only he himself knew how nervous he was.

"Okay, keep smiling, the shorter one, please smile."

Song Yi tried his best to relax himself, grinning slightly, he wanted to leave the best moment for Zhu Xiaowei.

Looking at the reddish cheeks and snow-white neck of the person on the side, Zhu Xiaowei was in a daze.

"Okay, both of you, look at the camera!" The photographer was about to shoot.

Suddenly, Zhu Xiaowei put down the arm on Song Yi's shoulder, put his arms around his slender waist, took a step forward, and hugged Song Yi's back tightly, as if he wanted to hug Song Yi with his whole body.

Song Yi was taken aback by him, and just about to push him away, he saw a flash of light, and the scene was frozen.

As soon as the filming was over, Song Yi immediately changed his clothes and ran out, his heart beating wildly uncontrollably.

Seeing Song Yi running away with a flushed face, Zhu Xiaowei looked down at the hands he had just wrapped around Song Yi's waist, confused:

What's wrong with me?

Zhu Chen next to him looked at this scene with strange eyes.