Mr. Dior

CHAPTER 15: (8)

Jiao Qi has already seen the album before, but the feeling of seeing it from two people is totally different, especially when I can watch the photographer while watching.

The two lay side by side on the big bed in the master bedroom, looking at them one by one.

Some of them were still very good. Little Jiao Yan in a white shirt stood under a lush camphor tree and looked up at the orange kitten squatting on the branch. The sunlight gilded him and the kitten, like the encounter of a prince and an elf in a fairy tale.

Some were obviously in a hurry and sneak shots. The basketball court ran fast, and Jiao Qi became a ghost. There were also many girls standing on the sidelines, cheeks flushed cheering.

The next picture is the scene where the girl holding the mineral water gave Jiaoxi to the intermission, but he refused. The girl's face was covered with a pig's head drawn with a marker, and she could not see the original appearance.

"What do you do to paint a pig?"

"She's too ugly, and every time she sees her eyes, she covers it." Zhang Chen said rightly.

Jiao Qi glanced at him obliquely and couldn't believe it: "How can you take a picture without a cell phone in the school?"

As a nonstudent, let alone a cell phone. In Zhang Chen's drawers, cameras, mobile phones, and game consoles were all available.

"I'm a poor student," Zhang Chenzheng broke the jar and buried his face in the quilt. "You, the first grade in this class, don't understand. I also skipped classes and went out to play games."

Jiao Qi raised his hand and grunted that furry head, and it was difficult to link the high-school graduate who had graduated from Q with the turmoil of class skipping: "Why didn't I see you in high school?"

A boy as handsome as Zhang Chenzheng should be famous in high school.

"I was different in high school than now." At that time, my mother was gone. The father who had no equals was not at home all year round. The boy who was not in charge was sloppy and unrefined. He was not the same as the little prince under the camphor tree. people.

Thinking about the situation in Zhang Dazhen's house, Jiao Qi instantly understood the unfinished words in it, and moved his body to lie on Zhang Chen's back: "Then we are going to be blind, have you arranged it?"

At that time, Jiao Qi had not returned to China for a long time, and same-sex marriage in the country was legal. He then explained to his family that he liked men. At first Dao Jiao had to break his leg and was stopped by the crying mother Jiao.

Mr. Jiao Zuoren, an old antique of the last century, insisted that the private life of men who like men is very chaotic. In the end, as long as Jiao Qi went to the blind date to find a serious man to marry, he would not object any more. As a result, Master Jiao, who had just graduated from college, was forced to enter the blind date market.

Zhang Chenzhang learned that the male **** returned to China and designed three perfect pursuit plans, but he planned not to keep up with the changes. Seeing Li Shuai, a blind date at the coffee shop with Jiao Qi, he almost rushed to headshot.

"Don't laugh!" Feeling the guy lying on his back sulking, Zhang Chenyi unhappyly turned the person down, and said fiercely, "Laugh at me and kiss you again."

I was planning to wait for Jiao Qi to tell Jiao Qi that this is all right, and I will be laughed at for a lifetime.

Jiao Qi couldn't stop laughing, and blocked his mouth with the angry old attack.