After buying the penholder, Ji Zitong and Yan Beichen continue to walk forward. Ji Zitong opens the box of the peach penholder he bought before, takes out the peach penholder and looks at it carefully.

Although the price is not high, the shape of the pen holder is atmospheric, and the lines of the pen body are also very smooth. The color of the paint is dark brown, which matches the color of Yan Beichen's desk very well.

"How's it going? Do I have a good eye? " Ji Zitong asked Yan Beichen with a smile.

Yan Beichen glanced at the penholder in Ji Zitong's hand.

It has to be said that Ji Zitong's vision is really good. The pen holder in her hand matches his desk very well in color, workmanship and style. It's really good with those famous works. However, the pen holder is only 200 yuan.

"Well, it's really good!" Yan Beichen is not stingy of praise.

"I'll give you this when your pencil case comes over!"

Yan Beichen

See Yan Beichen frown, Ji Zitong dissatisfied stare at him: "how? No? Or do you think this pen holder is not good? "

"You just give me two hundred dollars?"

"What's the matter with two hundred yuan? Two hundred yuan is money, and I earned it hard. What's more, the gift is not in the price, but in the heart. Besides, I'm poor now, and I'm dying of poverty. You won't want my valuable things, will you?" Ji Zitong asked with a smile.

Yan Beichen

She said so, but he could not answer.

Ji Zitong put the pen away, and then continued to walk forward. Not far away, Ji Zitong saw a big sticker on the street. Ji Zitong pulled Yan Beichen with his eyes shining.

In the past, because her heart was always gray, even if she met the big head sticker many times, she was not in the mood to shoot.

Now I see the big head pasting machine, and suddenly I want to shoot it.

I don't know what Yan Beichen is like facing the camera!

"What is this for?" Yan Beichen, who had received higher education, naturally did not play the big head stickers.

"Big head stickers." Ji Zitong pointed to the funny photos of other customers next to the instrument: "that's it. Let's go in and take pictures."

Ji Zitong Xing hurriedly pulls Yan Beichen in.

Yan Beichen frowns and looks at the screen in the narrow space. He doesn't know how to operate it, neither does Ji Zitong. However, after reading the introduction, Ji Zitong soon knows how to operate it. First, he puts in a ten yuan note, and then selects a simple decorative border.

Seeing that Yan Beichen's face deviated from the camera, Ji Zitong pulled Yan Beichen back into the camera: "come on, let's take pictures."

Yan Beichen doesn't like to take photos very much. He has no expression on his face. He looks serious and cold.

Ji Zitong frowned and pulled his arm: "don't smile."

Yanbeichen reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth, pulled out a slightly stiff smile.

Ji Zitong leaned up and quickly pressed the Photo button.

After taking several photos, Ji Zitong finds that Yan Beichen's smile is not satisfactory.

Suddenly, Ji Zitong pulls down Yan Beichen's neck, kisses Ji Zitong's face, and quickly presses the shutter.

When Yan Beichen hasn't reacted, Ji Zitong has released him.

Ji Zitong sees Yan Beichen staring at himself, pulls Yan Beichen's arm with a sly smile, puts his head on his shoulder, and pats Yan Beichen's stunned expression.

Yan Beichen slightly squints at Ji Zitong's proud little expression, encircles Ji Zitong's waist with his long arm, clasps her body in his arms, holds the back of her head with the other hand, and then lowers his head and kisses her lips.

The unexpected kiss makes Ji Zitong surprised. The sweet kiss makes Ji Zitong unable to resist and indulge in it.

However, Ji Zitong just indulged in it, Yan Beichen's lips suddenly left her, and then he heard the sound of the big head paste machine printing.

Ji Zitong

There are still four photos to go. Why is the big head sticker printing photos?

As soon as the photos are printed, Ji Zitong picks up the photos and looks red.

It turned out that the last four photos were all pictures of her kissing with Yan Beichen.

She doesn't remember that when she was kissing Yan Beichen, she pressed the shutter button. If it wasn't for her, it would be Yan Beichen.

Ji Zitong holds the photo in his hand and stares at Yan Beichen, who stands there calmly, as if he didn't do it before.

Unexpectedly, Yan Beichen would press the shutter.

Take out the photos. There's the staff who cut the photos next to them.

The photo cutting staff, looking at the photos of Yan Beichen and Ji Zitong, looked at them again. Their eyes brightened and said, "your two looks are too high. I don't know if we can use your photos to advertise our big head posters?"

Ji Zitong smiles and takes the photo in the hands of the staff, with three decisive words: "no!"

She and Yan Beichen's photos are out of print. She doesn't want Yan Beichen's face to be watched by other women all the time. What's more... Yan Beichen is not an ordinary person. If you want someone to take them for advertising, you will lose a lot if you don't charge for advertising expenses. But... It's impossible for a small old board like that to pay for Yan Beichen's high advertising expenses.

There was a look of disappointment on the faces of the staff.

"I'm looking forward to your next visit, sir and miss."

Leaving the machine, Ji Zitong stretched out his hand to Yan Beichen: "wallet."

Yan Beichen took out his wallet from his pocket and handed it out.

After taking the wallet, Ji Zitong opens his wallet. Several documents and bank cards are put in his wallet card. The place where the photos are put is as empty as she expected.

Ji Zitong micro hook lip corners, she will cut the big head stick photos out, in front of Yan Beichen shook: "you pick one to put in your wallet."

Yan Beichen looks at the photo in Ji Zitong's hand. His eyes stay on the photo that Ji Zitong kisses him. Then he reaches out and takes out the photo.

"This one."

Ji Zitong frowned: "I want this one too, but since you choose this one, I'll give you this one!"

Ji Zitong put the picture in the place where Yan Beichen put the picture in his wallet.

"Well, here's your wallet."

Looking at the picture in the wallet, Yan Beichen slightly hooked his lips, and then put the wallet in the inner pocket of his suit.

Ji Zitong takes out his wallet and looks at the photos in his hand.

"Which picture should I choose?" she murmured

Yanbeichen pick eyebrows, he reached out a: "this one!"

That picture was just taken when they were kissing each other. The scale is too big.

Looking at the photo in Yan Beichen's hand, Ji Zitong's face turns red involuntarily.

"No, you can't use this one!"