Ye Tianxin stands by Li Qingcang's side. The normal interaction between the two people has become particularly affectionate in the eyes of the photographer.

The photographer kept pressing the shutter in his hand, and he changed the film from time to time.

A pair of eyes, flashing with excitement.

"Sweetheart."

Li Qingcang calls Ye Tianxin. Ye Tianxin looks at Li Qingcang blankly, "what's the matter?"

Li Qingcang stretched out his finger abdomen and gently wiped off the corners of her lips, and the lipstick was dyed faintly.

Ye sweetheart stands in the spot quietly, looking at Li Qingcang that pair of deep and resolute eyes.

The distance is so close, so close to Ye Tianxin, you can count Li Qingcang's long and curly eyelashes.

The distance is so close, ye Tianxin seems to hear her heart beating and jumping.

Her face, quietly climbed up two beautiful red clouds.

Li Qingcang see attached to the ear of Ye Tianxin, "sweetheart, what kind of picture do you just think of that is not suitable for children?"

"I don't have one."

Ye Tianxin retorts in a low voice.

She doesn't have the idea that it's too young for her.

"I'm interested in you."

Li Qingcang looked at the leaf sweetheart in his eyes, he said in a warm voice, "it's better for us to escape from the party."

"Can you escape?" Ye Tianxin hesitated, "we are the master, it's not good to run away..."

"There are two dads here. It's OK."

Li Qingcang said, holding the hand of Ye Tianxin, two people quietly slip away from the banquet hall.

The photographer watched them slip away quietly from their own field of vision, and they also secretly chased after them.

But his leader ordered him to take photos and images of Ye Tianxin and Li Qingcang. Maybe, when will he make a documentary.

However

When the photographer left from the crowded banquet, ye Tianxin and Li Qingcang had already got on a car and left from the presidential palace.

Ye Tianxin hugs Li Qingcang's waist tightly. She buries her head on Li Qingcang's generous back.

By the ear, is the sound of Hula la.

That kind of wind, especially sharp.

The scenery on both sides of the road, quickly from the view of Ye Tianxin.

Ye Tianxin and Li Qingcang haven't done this extraordinary thing for a long time.

The corner of Ye Tianxin's eye drops a tear slowly.

That kind of tears, with a touch of Qingrun and sadness.

The wind is blowing the leaves sweetheart's dress skirt.

Like a floating leaf.

Li Qingcang drove to the park gate behind the National Museum.

It was night, and many people were still walking in the park.

Ye Tianxin and Li Qingcang walk to the top of the highest building in the park.

The National Museum is silent, and only the outline of various buildings can be seen.

"Brother Li, what are you bringing me here for?"

Li Qingcang's big hand, tightly holding Ye Tianxin's small hand, he side head, looking at Ye Tianxin.

"Honey, you've been unhappy today. What's the matter?"

"Yes, my sister-in-law has left her job," she said

"Because of Xiaojin and youyou's illness?" Li Qingcang soon thought of the crux of the problem.

Ye Tianxin nods, yes, because Xiaojin and youYou are sick.

"Brother Li, I have done a new blood test for Xiaojin and youyou today. There are still no changes in the indicators of the two people's bodies. I originally thought that there would be some subtle changes after two days of medication. Unfortunately, there is no such change."

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