Wen Jing leaned over and looked at the camera. Jiang Yiyu was smiling gently as he looked at Song Shengsheng who was running towards him, while Daxixi was also happily wagging his tail, grinning and sticking out his tongue, as if he was laughing. This scene was definitely a scene from a youth idol drama.
She urged the photographer to help take a few more photos of them.
After taking the photos, Jiang Yiyu borrowed makeup removers from the makeup artist Xiao Li and removed the makeup on his face. Song Shengsheng stood against the wall with a tissue waiting for him. After he finished washing, she handed him the tissue.
Jiang Yi Yu didn't take it. Instead, he turned around, bent down in front of her, put his face close to her, and asked her to help wipe it.
Song Shengsheng smiled and reached out to wipe the water droplets on his face with a tissue: "Are you a little unhappy?"
Jiang Yiyu nodded.
"Old Shen and I are really just friends. I just made it clear to him. Don't worry, I've always loved you."
"Um."
"Why are you still umming? Don't you want to say something else?"
"What? You already said we're friends. If I keep asking, wouldn't it seem unreasonable?"
"So you really don't ask anything?"
"Don't ask, I believe you."
"But if one day, our positions were reversed and I were in your current role, I would definitely ask you questions." Song Shengsheng held his face and blinked: "It's not that I don't trust you, I just feel insecure, do you understand?"
Jiang Yiyu rubbed her palm with his cheek: "I like that you don't feel safe with me, it means you care about me. But something like this won't happen to me. I can't bear to leave my dear and worry about her."
"So now you are blaming me for making you worried and sad?"
Jiang Yiyu sighed, he stood up straight, held Song Shengsheng's hand, and threw the tissue in her hand into the trash can: "I guess so, but it's not all bad. At least through Shen Huaixu, I know that you will protect me, choose me, and stand by me."
Song Shengsheng opened her arms, hugged his waist, buried her face in his arms, and arched her back. Jiang Yiyu chuckled happily a few times: "My dear, why are you acting like a spoiled child again? If you really feel too guilty, please be kind and end this second opening step by step. I've had a very hard time these past two days."
Song Shengsheng clutched the hem of his T-shirt behind his waist and leaned closer to him: "You wish. One thing is one thing, I still need to be quiet for a few more days!"
Jiang Yiyu sighed and shook his head. He looked at the top of Song Shengsheng's head and patted her on the back: "Okay, I'll do as you say. Be good, we have to go back. Your brother and the others are waiting."
Song Shengsheng tightened her arms around his waist again.
Jiang Yiyu asked, "Do you want me to hold you? Or carry you on my back?"
"back."
"You don't feel hot." He held her arm, gently pulled her away, turned around and squatted in front of her. Song Shengsheng leaned over and lay on his back, hugged his neck. After making sure that she was lying down comfortably, Jiang Yiyu slowly stood up and walked out of the bathroom.
He carried Song Shengsheng on his back and slowly walked back to their camping tent under everyone's gaze.
Song Ming, who was busy barbecuing, frowned with disgust when he saw them like this, exclaimed and shook his head.
Lin Huan whistled at Jiang Yiyu and said jokingly, "Hey! This scene looks familiar. I think I've seen it in a classic novel. What was it?" He turned his head to look at Li Xu, who was smiling as he helped Song Ming put on the string. Li Xu said, "Zhu Bajie carrying his wife on his back."
Amidst their banter and laughter, Song Shengsheng patted Jiang Yiyu's shoulder, signaling him to put her down. Jiang Yiyu walked to the table, pulled out a chair, put her down, and patted her head: "Ignore them, they're just jealous and sour."
Lin Huan said, "I'm just jealous. Little Shengsheng, you and I grew up together as a little sister. Who could have imagined that in the end, the princess would end up falling for you, a kid like you?"
Song Ming smiled helplessly and shook his head.
Li Xu thought for a moment, hissed, and suddenly said, "Hey, I remember something."
Song Ming: "You say."
"Xiao Shengsheng calls us brother. Jiang Yiyu and Shengsheng are married, so does that mean he has to call us brother too, right?"
Lin Huan clapped his hands exaggeratedly, expressing his agreement: "It really is! Jiang Yiyu, call me brother."
"Get out." Jiang Yiyu leaned against the table and opened a bottle of water for Song Shengsheng.
Lin Huan continued, "You and Song Ming are of the same age, so it's fine if you call him brother. But Li Xu and I are actually a few years older than you. How can you not call him brother? Does that make sense?"
Song Shengsheng took a sip of water. Holding the bottle, she looked at the smiling Jiang Yiyu, then looked at Song Ming and the other two who were enjoying teasing Jiang Yiyu. She said, "Why do you all like being called old so much? Don't you think you're old enough?"
As soon as she said this, everyone present was stunned, and even Jiang Yiyu couldn't be happy.
Li Xu and Song Ming looked at each other helplessly: "Xiao Shengsheng's mouth is really unforgiving. From this perspective, it's not a big deal that Jiang Yiyu got the advantage."
Song Ming snorted and laughed: "In the eyes of young girls, we are all old guys, so no one should look down on anyone else."
Lin Huan casually picked up an iron skewer, looked at it, and put it down. "What are you talking about? Among our group, the most exaggerated one has to be Gu Yanzhou who moved to Jiangcheng. His wife is eight years younger than him. That guy raises her like a child every day, raising her like a daughter."
Li Xu said, "What's that? Jin Beisheng, you guys have all heard of this, right? I heard someone say before that he has a wife who is ten years younger than him."
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