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Chapter 1110

Although she saw that although his face was smiling, she could hear sadness and dissatisfaction.

If she hadn't sent a message to Wei Zhen, she would definitely give him her cell phone.

"I'm chatting with Xiaotian!" She found a seemingly reasonable reason, "She asked if we had arrived, and then we talked about some sensitive topics."

"What a sensitive topic?" He believed her explanation, but he was still curious about their chat content.

"A topic among women." She said with a tough bullet, "It's related to pregnancy preparation. She thinks I have given birth to three children and is very experienced in this area, so... so I don't want to show you my phone. What a embarrassing thing if she asks any private or secret questions again!"

He nodded, understanding and respecting her.

He picked up his cell phone, turned on the camera, and wanted her to see his photography skills.

She immediately raised one hand and compared it.

He pressed the shutter, took a photo, and handed her the phone.

She took his cell phone and saw the photo he took for herself, her red lips pursed, her face filled with speechlessness.

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"Why? Not satisfied?" He was a little puzzled, "Isn't the photo a good shot?"

After taking the photo, he admired it himself and showed it to her if he felt it was fine.

"Why did you take my face so big? Is my face so big?" She pointed the photo at him and showed it to him, "Did you see it at first glance? The whole photo is my face?"

He nodded: "Is there any problem? Your face looks so good, I want to set this photo as a wallpaper."

Qin Anan felt the five thunders thunder thunder!

The generation gap caused by age difference cannot be ignored.

"No!" She quickly deleted the photo and handed him the phone again, "Get up, stay away from me, and try another photo! Don't shoot against my face! No matter how beautiful the face is, it doesn't have any beauty when you take it so close! Are you not an architect? Is it good to show your professional aesthetic?"

He had no choice but to get up, stay away from her, aimed the camera in her direction, and after pressing the shutter, he showed her the photo.

"Fu Shiting, did you think?" She was still dissatisfied after seeing the photo. "Although this photo makes my face look very small, what about my eyes? Are my eyes so small?"

Fu Shiting was stumped, "When people smile, their eyes will become smaller? Although this photo makes your eyes look a little smaller, I think it is not a problem with my photography skills... but a problem with my mobile phone."

"Then let's go out and buy a camera." She didn't like taking photos so much, but she thought it was quite fun to let Fu Shiting be an exclusive photographer.

Although his photography skills are a bit bad, she felt as sweet as honey when he heard him praising her appearance.

"I have to change into a beautiful dress. Just look more photogenic." After returning his cell phone to him, she went to the bathroom to change clothes.

He turned on his phone and searched for shooting skills online.

He thought it was OK to take photos of people with his own skills, but obviously her requirements were a bit high.

Perhaps she had a little high expectations for him.

He played SLRs when he was a student, but he was a little unfamiliar now.

Suddenly, the phone she placed on the bed shook and the screen lit up.

A new message came into her cell phone.

His eyes were attracted by

If it were normal, he might walk over to see it, but today she didn't want to show his cell phone, so he curbed his curiosity.

About twenty minutes later, she came out of the bathroom.

Not only did she change into a new skirt, but she also put on light makeup and put down her tied hair.

"So grand?" He walked up to her and held her hand. "If my skills don't satisfy you later, I'll invite a professional photographer to you."

"No. We are here for our honeymoon, just have fun." She walked to the bed and put her phone in her bag.


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