Su Tingli is like a photographer, patiently teaching Lan Mu to pose while pressing to take pictures.

It was not until Lan Mu frowned that she was very sensible to give up.

Putting away the phone, the referee over there also started blowing the whistle. Su Tingli raised her fist to cheer Lan Mu, "Come on Blue God!"

Lan Mujun's face was cold and turned around and left.

Zhou Sicheng followed Lan Mu, hooked his neck and asked gossip, "Who is this woman Amu just now? I look a little familiar."

Lan Mu stopped, thought about it very seriously, and then replied to Zhou Sicheng, "The woman I have protected by my wife."

After saying that, he gave his answer full marks in his heart.

Who knows that he had once been jealous and hated the girl who was black, fat, and small in the corner of their class in the last row...

Lan Mu returned to Zhou Sicheng and accelerated his pace.

Zhou Sicheng stayed there, looking at Lan Mu in a confused look on his face.

A woman who was protected by his wife?

who?

...

Just now, Su Tingli said she went to take a photo with Lan Mu. She rushed over the guardrail and there was no news. It had been almost ten minutes since she passed. I wonder if she was thrown out by the security guard.

Yan had already found the picture book she had been bored in the drawer. The pictures on it were all the cartoon characters she liked, including a picture of Water Bingyue in Sailor Moon, which only had an overall outline. She was bored, so she took a pen and continued to draw.

After the last stroke of the bow on Shui Bingyue's head was drawn, she picked up her phone and looked at WeChat. Su Tingli happened to send a message to her, "Yan Zao, your husband is so handsome, I envy you so much."

Immediately afterwards, four messages came to WeChat, all of which were photos.

Lan Mu and Su Tingli took a selfie photo. Yan Zao put down his pen in surprise, clicked on the photos, and flipped them down one by one.

It feels incredible.

This guy actually took a photo with Su Tingli, and took a lot of photos, and... she laughed.

Has he changed his style?

I started live broadcasting, started participating in external activities, and started taking photos with fans.

Su Tingli took photos with a beauty camera. After polishing the skin, she grinded Lan Mu's outline to not be so perfect, but it did not affect his appearance at all.

Yan Zao stared at the man who was smiling slightly in the photo, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but lift up.

After a moment, she reacted and quickly calmed down the corner of her mouth and locked the screen of her phone.

I picked up the pen again, drew Shui Bingyue's body, and after finishing the color, it took about half an hour.

It was already dark outside, and the dark clouds in the west sky were faintly emitting a hint of orange, like a girl's shy face.

She got up and closed the window and pulled up the curtains.

I remembered that Yan Yuanjing went downstairs and said she would go to get her toothbrush, but she hadn't come up yet, so she planned to go downstairs and take a look.

When she left the room, she heard the sound of TV coming downstairs.

"There is another three-pointer here. The one who scored was Papaya, the No. 17 player. Papaya just celebrated her 21st birthday the day before yesterday."

Yan Zao's pace accelerated uncontrollably and went downstairs.

Only by turning the corner in the middle can you see the situation in the living room. Yan Yuanjing sat on the sofa, leaned forward, staring at the TV screen attentively, and wanted to get into the TV screen...

The sports channel of Su Province is broadcasting the basketball game between the ly club and the next door of Lin Province. When Yan Zao saw it, the camera happened to be papaya, the player who scored just now. The young man, who was just 21 years old, was excited about the score and was written on his face.
Chapter completed!