That day, they took pictures from afternoon to evening. The last picture was a silhouette in the dusk. The evening wind blew across the young man's face, and the young man seemed to be coming against the light. Every inch of his hair was smudged by the sun, gentle and warm. Nian'an didn't know whether it was the stars in the sky or the young man in his eyes, but something was shining in that moment. The dusk is overflowing, and the thick clouds are about to fall, as if you are coming and falling on my heart.
"What are you looking at? Are you fascinated by my beauty?" Bai He chuckled.
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Chen Nian'an's eyes were also attracted by the photo, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, "This man is indeed good-looking."
Then I vaguely thought of what the uncle said, "It's a perfect match." I was so happy that I rolled over on the bed.
She seemed to have to admit that she seemed to be interested in sex.
Concept: A teacher who loves photography × a well-known designer collide with each other and redeem each other