Facts have proved that the earlier you make plans, the more likely the plan will not keep up with changes. Wen Chao made a temporary decision and decided to take Zou Qianen to a date tomorrow, which would be realized.

Zou Qianen set the alarm in advance, got up early in the morning to clean up herself, and wore a college-style suit. She had a white shirt with a chocolate-colored knitted vest on the top, and a suit-style jacket on the outside. She was struggling between the pleated skirt and the a-line skirt for a few seconds, and finally chose the latter.

I carried the pine and cypress green mini bag she bought a few days ago.

"Where do you want to go to play?" Wen Chao asked her while having breakfast.

Since he returned to China, he has never been just for fun. Even on the day they got engaged, he woke up early in the morning and even held a cross-border video conference.

Zou Qianen took a sip of porridge and said, "Botanical Garden."

Wen Chao was stunned for a second, nodded and agreed. He was going out for a while with her to relax, and he had no objection to where she wanted to go. However, he was a little curious about how he wanted to go to the botanical garden. He thought she would choose an amusement park.

"I like it." Zou Qianen said.

I heard that the court was speechless.

After breakfast, Wen Chao did not call the driver, so he drove himself and drove Zou Qianen for more than an hour to arrive at the largest botanical garden in Ningcheng.

Wen Chao went to the window to queue up to buy two tickets and entered with Zou Qianen.

"Have you been here?" Zou Qianen asked.

Wen Chao shook his head. He was from Ningcheng, right, but he had never been to many places in this city. He asked, "Have you been here?"

Zou Qianen said with a smile: "I don't have either."

She opened the map album in her hand and wondered where to start the tour. Wen Chao came over to look with her and drew a winding route for her with her fingers: "Follow the line I drew, I can visit various sections to the greatest extent."

Zou Qianen looked at Wen Chao with a hint of admiration.

If she came to make the route, she would definitely be wandering around like a headless fly. She decisively handed the map album to Wen Chao, intending to "use the best of everything."

"You'll be here to lead the way."

She just had to follow him and admire the various plants along the way.

Zou Qianen's admiration for Wen Chao was discounted after seeing his photography skills. She gave Wen Chao her cell phone and asked him to take a photo with the cactus garden behind her.

A garden of strange cactus is so suitable for being a background, and the photos taken must be very good!

Wen Chao raised his cell phone and took several pictures of her in succession. When she ran to check the album on her phone with great enthusiasm, her smile froze for a second.

Wen Chao also naively asked her how she was doing.

Zou Qianen showed him the photo: "You can't see the problem yourself?"

She was not tall at all, and Wen Chao's strange death angle directly turned her into a dwarf less than 1.4 meters.

Wen Chao touched his nose: "I hope to hear it carefully."

Zou Qianen held his forehead and had to teach him the secret of taking photos step by step: "It is best to have your feet next to the line under the frame, so that your legs will be longer by patting like this. And..."

Zou Qianen spoke in a dry mouth, but after seeing and hearing Chao still had a look of understanding, she simply gave up teaching. The process of cultivating a photography novices into a photography master was too difficult, and she chose to use the simplest way-

She found a fixed position for Wen Chao, asking him to stand there and not move, then put the phone in his hand, ran back and forth a few times, adjusted the angle by herself, and treated Wen Chao as a human-shaped mobile phone holder.

"Okay, keep this angle and don't move. I'll give you a prompt later. Just press the shooting button." Zou Qianen breathed out, took out the small mirror in her bag to make up for herself, and ran back to stand in front of the cactus.

She turned her head slightly, raised her chin lightly, and three-quarters of her face turned to the camera, and Wen Chao cooperated and pressed the shooting button several times.

"I'll take a look."

Zou Qianen trotted back and got her cell phone back.

In the picture, the sunlight shines through the gaps of branches and leaves, and sparse spots of light fell on her face. In between her hair, the ray of sunlight that just shone on her hair was a stroke of magic, making her flying hair look beautiful and light golden. Behind it is a scattered and strange cactus, some of which are taller than others, making her look petite and charming, full of fairy spirit.

Zou Qianen was very satisfied and curled up his lips: "I'll go back and adjust the saturation, color temperature, etc., and add a filter to make it more perfect."

Wen Chao breathed a sigh of relief, almost thinking that he was going to mess up again.

The two of them visited and took photos.

Hundreds of photos have been added to the mobile phone album in a few hours, of course, there are more wasteful films.

Despite this, Zou Qianen was still very happy and enjoyed the photos while walking. The green ones looked white, and the green plants on the screen made people's skin look white and shiny. The small pine and cypress green bag she carried today also matched the entire background.

"Why don't we take a group photo?" Wen Chao suddenly remembered that after taking so many photos, none of them were group photos, all of which were Zou Qianen's personal photos.

Zou Qianen did not hesitate: "Okay."

She turned the camera in front of her phone, raised it toward the two of them, and then... became awkward.

In order to facilitate the visit to the botanical garden, she wore a pair of flat boots that were not tired of walking. She was standing with Wen Chao, who was 158, and her face was the same height as his neck. If the camera was only aimed at his face, she would not even reveal the tip of her head in the frame.

Wen Chao laughed, took the phone from her hand, bent her knees slightly, accommodated her height, and kept her face on the same level as hers.

Zou Qianen didn't turn her head, but she saw the corners of his slightly raised lips from the screen of the phone, and curled her lips dissatisfiedly: "Hey, why are you laughing at?"

"Nothing." Wen Chao calmed down his smile, and thrust her shoulder with his other hand, "Stand closer."

Zou Qianen's eyes were staring at the camera in front of him, moved toward him, accidentally stepped on his feet, his body was instantly unbalanced, tilted to one side, and fell into his arms. Wen Chao's hand was very close to her shoulders, and subconsciously embraced her. She followed the force and hit his cheeks on his cheek.

Wen Chao, who was ready to take a photo at any time, accidentally touched the screen of his phone with his fingertips, which happened to take a picture of this scene.

Zou Qianen stood firm and took a small step with blushing face: "Yes, sorry, I stepped on you. We... let's do it again."

Her eyes glanced around and looked a little panicked.

Wen Chao saw the freeze-framed picture on the screen and was a little surprised. Zou Qianen naturally saw it. He felt even more panicked and hurriedly said, "It's so ugly!" Her facial features in the photo were flying around, but Wen Chao was still so beautiful, which was unfair.

Wen Chao smiled, but did not delete the photo, pressed the return button, and took a photo again.

——

After playing for a long time, the two of them didn't get home until after four o'clock in the afternoon.

Zou Qianen was so tired that her legs were trembling. As soon as she entered the room, she fell on the sofa and lay on the body.

Wen Chao hung up their coats and asked her, "Do you still draw tonight?"

Zou Qianen waved her hand: "I can't draw anymore, I can't draw anymore, I just want to sleep." The botanical garden was very big, and she had traveled all the sections inside, and she almost died of exhaustion on the road.

Wen Chao carried a blanket to cover her, reminding her not to catch a cold. Zou Qianen closed her eyes and muttered, motionless.

Wen Chao received a call from his assistant and went to the study to handle something. When he came out, Zou Qianen lay on his side on the sofa and was sleeping sweetly.

Wen Chao did not wake her up, and he did not call her until Yao's mother prepared supper.

After having supper early, Zou Qianen went back to her room, washed and cared for her skin. After everything was settled, she sat on the bed to screen the photos on her phone and took pictures. As she flipped through, she took out the unexpected photo she and Wen Chao were taking against her cheeks.

Zou Qianen didn't know why she had to scratch the screen with two fingers and enlarge the photo. After realizing it, she found that the corners of her mouth were less than one centimeter apart...

Before I could blush, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

Zou Qianen was guilty and rushed to extinguish the screen of her mobile phone, flipped her phone, and put it on the quilt upside down: "In."

At this time, I came to knock on her door, either Yao's mother or Wen Chao. She was more inclined to the former. The door was not locked and could be opened from outside. The person who appeared in sight was Wen Chao.

Zou Qianen was stunned.

Wen Chao walked in with a glass of milk in his hand and stood beside the bed, handing it to her: "Ma Yao gave you hot, saying that you are used to drinking hot milk before going to bed. I happened to go to the kitchen to get water and help you get it."

"Thank you." Zou Qianen held the cup.

She took a shower, and there were no shiny embellishments on her face, her porcelain white and delicate, her lips were naturally light pink, her chin was small, and she was wearing a very conservative doll collar two-piece pajamas.

There are piles of novels on the bedside table.

Wen Chao rarely entered Zou Qianen's bedroom before, especially at night. He quietly withdrew his gaze and asked her to rest early, then left the room and closed the door.

Zou Qianen swallowed the milk "gudong" and licked her lips, suspecting that Yao's mother had put sugar in the milk, otherwise how could she taste the sweetness?

After drinking the milk, she went to the bathroom to rinse her mouth, and came back to continue to paging the picture, lit up the screen, and unexpectedly saw the photo again, and couldn't help but smile.

Although in her opinion, her facial features in the photo were so ugly, she was reluctant to delete them.

——

Wenchao may be a crow's mouth.

After Zou Qianen came back from the Botanical Garden yesterday, she was tired and hot, and dressed very little. She sniffed on the sofa and covered with blankets didn't work, and she still caught a cold.

She remembered Wen Chao reminding her that she might catch a cold, and she really told him to make sure.

The next morning, when Zou Qianen got up, she felt her throat swelling and her nose kept flowing. She was cold and hot for a while. After drinking some porridge, she couldn't handle her heavy eyelids and lie down in the quilt.

Yao's mother was worried about her, so she took out the thermometer from the medicine box and took her temperature to the bedroom. The result showed that she had a fever. Yao's mother quickly found her antipyretic medicine and stared at her and took it.

All day long, I had a fever intermittently, sometimes getting better and sometimes getting worse.

Before making dinner, Yao's mother asked her for her opinion: "Why don't you go to the hospital to get water? I have repeated fever and my mind will be confused."

Zou Qianen poked her arm out of the quilt, pressed her forehead, and spoke, her voice as if she was hitting a gong, and she was hoarse: "Are you still having a fever?"

Yao's mother showed her the value displayed on the thermometer: "Look at it yourself. It's more than 38 degrees. The temperature taken an hour ago was not so high."

Zou Qianen closed her eyes: "I'll take another antipyretic medicine. I won't go to the hospital for the time being. If it doesn't recover tomorrow morning, I'll go again."

Yao's mother had no choice but to do anything to her, so she sighed, put down her thermometer, walked out of the room, and thought about it. She took out her cell phone and called Wen Chao to explain Zou Qianen's situation.

Look at her like this, maybe she started having a fever since last night and didn't retreat all day today. If she lets her delay the night will be the worst tomorrow.

Wen Chao replied, "I'll go back soon."
To be continued...