"Pick up the clothes, fold them in half, and just fold them in the concave, will you do it?" Wu Zhizhi stood under the light, her crimson lips slightly opened and closed, and her eyelashes were slender.

Her neck was very white and slender, which made him feel the urge to kiss him.

Realizing his thoughts, his ears were red and he didn't dare to speak, and he just looked at her with a disorderly heartbeat.

"The pants are simpler. Just stack them, then roll them up and roll them into a circle. This way, the space occupies a small place and facilitates storage." She said a lot, but Lu Yanshi did not respond, so she raised her head and asked again, "Do you understand?"

The two looked at each other.

Lu Yanshi's face became redder and redder, just like a ripe tomato, even his fair neck and ears gradually dyed red.

Wu Zhizhi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that this second was quite ambiguous, his mind was a little confused, and then blurted out, "An An seems to have called me, I'll go to the first floor to take a look."

She went downstairs in two steps in three steps. Although nothing happened just now, it was inexplicably nervous.

She was so scared that she drank a large glass of water that she couldn't calm down.

But there was nothing she could do on the first floor, and there was no business in the store. Wu Tong was reading books on the first floor, and Wu Zhizhi was doing nothing, so he went to the backyard and pulled out the toolbox to polish the old wooden boards, but suddenly found that the design drawing was still upstairs!

Why!

Is this brain stuck with shit? I can't remember such a small thing!

But now I have no shame to take it, and the atmosphere just now is indeed strange.

She brought a big hammer and smashed off the messy horizontal strips on the old wood first. She brought a hammer and used a pickaxe to remove all the nails.

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upstairs.

Lu Yanshi was folding clothes.

Hearing the sound of smashing the wooden boards downstairs, he stopped, walked to the door, and carefully identified it. It was indeed the sound of smashing the wooden boards. It was probably Wu Zhizhi dealing with the old wooden boards downstairs.

He walked back to the room and was about to continue folding his clothes when he saw the design draft she left on the computer desk.

This ignorance and design drafts have been left behind. What are you doing downstairs?

After thinking for a few seconds, he took the camera and the design draft.

"Isn't this dirty after taking a shower?" Someone behind him spoke.

"It's not dirty, just pull the nails." Wu Zhizhi twisted his head, and the flash light in front of her lit up. The scene where she squinted her eyes and blocked her eyes with her hands was frozen in the camera.

"What are you doing?" she frowned.

"Give you the design draft." Lu Yanshi took the camera and handed her the design draft in his pocket. Then he looked down at the photos in his camera, smiled, and showed it to Wu Zhizhi, "Look."

Wu Zhizhi took the design draft and looked at the photos in his camera again. His facial features were wrinkled, but they were very delicate, so they looked particularly cute.

She laughed, "It's so ugly, delete it."

"It looks pretty good." He didn't delete it, and adjusted the brightness and focus of the SLR, and aimed it at Wu Zhizhi's face again.

Wu Zhizhi is not afraid of the camera. She is a model herself, but clothing models usually only show off their beautiful looks, not weird, and not in normal life. So when Lu Yanshi's camera is aimed at her, she also put on a cute face, sticks out her tongue, and holds a hammer in her hand, which is particularly lifelike.

The flash light illuminates and freezes.

Wu Zhizhi said expectantly: "Give me a look."

Lu Yanshi took the camera over, she glanced at it and said, "Better than the one just now. Keep this one just now, and delete the one just now."

"No deletion, keep it."

She slammed her eyebrows and said, "Why don't you delete them? They are not good-looking."

"I don't think so," he said, lifting his camera to take pictures of the surroundings.

Seeing that he was doing things, Wu Zhizhi stopped talking to him. She lowered her head and continued to pull out her nails. The nails were stuck too tightly. She stepped on the door panel with her feet and bent down with all her strength to pull them.

This scene was photographed by Lu Yanshi, his face hidden behind the camera, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, "So cute."

"..." Damn! He actually said that he was cute in this ugly way? Is your eyes okay?

Wu Zhizhi stopped and turned around, her long hair spread out, and softly drooped along her cheeks to the ground, "Damn! Don't do secret photos, I'm very ugly now!"

"Then you have a good look."

Wu Zhizhi was stunned, and put down the hammer with conditioned reflex and compared it with a scissor hand.

Lu Yanshi pressed the shutter and looked at her stupid and cute appearance. Suddenly, she felt like she was lit with a smile, so she couldn't stop laughing.

"What are you laughing at? Is it funny to me like this?"

"No, hahaha..."

She looked down at her vagina, "Take me a photo."

"I'll give it to you later."

"Okay." She agreed, then ran to the side and picked up two small succulent potted plants, holding one in one in one hand, "Lu Yanshi Lu Yanshi, come here and help me take a photo of the small plants."

Lu Yanshi adjusted the SLR camera closer, focused, and helped her take several shots in a row.

She put down the succulents and went to get the cactus next to her, "I'll take a photo of the cactus."

Lu Yanshi satisfied her again.

Then she picked up the little aloe vera and said, "Photo take a photo of the little aloe vera, too."

Lu Yanshi: "..."

Is she planning to take pictures of all the small plants?

Lu Yanshi looked around and saw at least thirty-four small potted plants beside her. Each potted plants are cement-colored, but the shapes are different. There are round square rectangles and complex staircases, all of which are very unique and fashionable.

Lu Yanshi suddenly had a sudden idea and held up the camera and asked, "Don't tell me, you made these small potted plants yourself?"

"Haha, you guessed it right, I made it by looking at the book myself." Wu Zhizhi smiled brightly and took another pot of Guanyin lotus, "Photo take a picture of my little lotus, thank you."

"Awesome." Lu Yanshi's tone was faint and he pressed the shutter.

"Let me go back and give me all the photos." Wu Zhizhi was in a very good mood.

Lu Yanshi nodded and said, "Okay."

Then she went back to pull the nails, thought for a while, then turned around and said, "By the way, you're taking a photo for me."

"..." Lu Yanshi now realized that ignorance is a photo maniac! He has to take everything!

"What's the photo?"

"I'll jump up, you can help me catch a jump in the air."

"Okay." He adjusted the camera, "You jump, don't worry about my mirror, I will look at it and capture it myself."

"Okay." She stood up, tidied up her clothes, shouted "Here's here!" and jumped up.

She jumped very well, she jumped high!

Lu Yanshi's lens flashed.

She jumped in the air, her hands were still scissors, but she had a youthful look.

He smiled and said, "Your camera feels good, and the photos you take are very pleasing."

"Of course, I'm taking another photo for me." She became interested in the photo temporarily, walked to the door of her backyard, and closed the door. The old house looked very old. She stood in front of the tightly closed and dilapidated wooden door of her house, with her back facing him, her long hair hanging curly on her waist, and her back was seductive and sexy.

Lu Yanshi's breathing suddenly slowed down.

Just relying on his slender back made him a little dazed.

If she was so beautiful that she was intoxicating when she took off her makeup, then her attractiveness was fatal when she was posing in a quiet poss. Her black and soft hair quietly hangs behind her head, like a beautiful long feathered dress, making her look petite as if she was not full of grip.

"Are you okay? I'm going to turn my head." She suddenly said something.

Lu Yanshi was stunned for a moment, and as soon as he came back to his reaction, she turned her head.

Everything in the world seems to have calmed down at this moment.

Yanwu looked at him with her face, her eyes slightly raised, her pupils were light brown, and she stared at him quietly, as if she was covered with natural water light, thin, shimmering, clear and gentle.

From the crimson corners of lips to the curly eyelashes, everything exudes perfection and exquisiteness.

The indifferent and peaceful temperament echoes the quaint wooden door behind him, as leisurely as a beautiful landscape painting.

Lu Yanshi held the SLR and stopped moving.

Heartbeats pounding.

It seemed like a feather that touched his heart, bringing a strange and terrifying numbness...

Lu Yanshi, who considers himself noble and arrogant, has never liked people. Whether it is men or women, he is his current superficial creature.

He has been immersed in the late stage of the 2nd sanitation of "I am miserable" and "I am lonely", and never took a good look at the outside world.

There is no one in this world that deserves his nostalgia or expectations.

But now...

It seems to have it.

From his crazy heartbeat, he finally got enlightened and felt awkwardly and confusedly that he had a different feeling for her...

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Chapter completed!