Lu Yibei also said, "You too."
Ji Qingqian returned to her original spot to greet Ma Jiaojiao and take a photo together.
Ma Jiaojiao was fiddling with her phone taking selfies, but she wasn't quite satisfied with any of them, so she gladly invited her to join her.
After the two took a photo together.
Lu Yibei then took his girlfriend's advice and took some solo photos of the adorable Xiao Ma.
As the filming progressed, Ji Qingqian called over Zhao Xun, who was the only one left alone.
Zhao Xun was very resistant.
As a man, he should have been like Lu Yibei, having no interest in taking photos—or at least no interest in being a model in front of the camera.
However, if it were Big Girl or Lao Bei calling him, he could simply refuse.
However, Zhao Xun always maintained the proper respect for his eldest uncle.
So even though they were unwilling, they still went there.
Ma Jiaojiao is in the middle.
Ji Qingqian is on the left, and Zhao Xun is on the right.
Click.
After the group photo was taken, Lu Yibei tossed the camera to Xiao Ma to play with.
Little Ma pulled up the photos he had taken earlier and called out twice more:
"Senior, senior, come and take a look."
Zhao Xun wasn't interested, but thinking back on his past words, the big girl's "Senior~~~~" could have made him lose his soul.
So he had no choice but to awkwardly and reluctantly approach her.
—The previous overly intimate contact made Zhao Xun, this little homebody, feel a bit uncomfortable.
So much so that even after reaching the mountaintop, I barely spoke to this big girl alone.
“Look.”
Ma Jiaojiao pulled up a photo that Lu Xuechang had taken of her privately: "Is it pretty?"
Zhao Xun wanted to say "so-so," but then remembered her previous "rude behavior," and forcibly changed it to:
"...Not bad, not bad."
Ma Jiaojiao clearly didn't expect to hear praise from her senior.
She paused for a moment, then chuckled softly twice, before continuing to flip through the photos:
"I still think it looks pretty good, but look at this one..."
This is a group photo.
Ji Qingqian and Zhao Sun stood on either side of her.
"I used to think I looked pretty good, so how did I end up being just a supporting character to the main flower?" Ma Jiaojiao frowned.
Zhao Xun looked at Ma Jiaojiao, then at the radiant smile on her soft face in the photo.
Then look at her now, her face is full of frowns and she looks unhappy. Then look at the red flower in the photo—that is, the eldest father.
He believed that "Red Flower" could only be the eldest father.
Putting the context of "Big Girl" into his mind, he felt that she might be referring to "Big Daddy," but it was unlikely that she was referring to "Big Daddy."
He seemed to want to speak but hesitated, and hesitated but still wanted to speak.
I endured it again and again, but finally I could no longer tolerate it.
"Ma Jiaojiao, are you fucking talking about your mother?! Are you mentally challenged?!"
Instead of being annoyed, Ma Jiaojiao smiled and said, "Hehe."
"You motherfucker, still grinning like that!"
"So cute, senior! I'm going to post this on my WeChat Moments later!"
"Get out! Don't!!"
I won't listen to you~
He finally returned to his usual self, much to Ma Jiaojiao's relief.
…
On the other side.
Ji Qingqian called out to Lu Yibei, "Abei~ come here~"
After Lu Yibei walked over, Ji Qingqian raised her phone.
The front-facing camera framed the two of them on the screen. She held her boyfriend's arm, pressed the shutter button, and took a photo of the two of them together.
Apart from Lu Yibei, none of the other three knew how to use a camera.
People who aren't very good with cameras don't take as good photos as those taken with a mobile phone, so Lu Yibei didn't expect them to take any pictures of him.
But Ji Qingqian still missed her boyfriend.
She stared at the screen for a while, then looked at it with dissatisfaction: "The photo isn't good."
Lu Yibei carefully examined the items.
To be honest, there are no tricks involved.
Fortunately, it was all about feelings.
In the photo, the afterglow falls on the joyful faces of the two young people.
“No, that’s the best shot,” he said.
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