"Don't give it, then don't blame my scalpel for drinking human blood." The tip of the knife moved forward slightly, and the sharp tip had touched her white and tender baby face that people wanted to bite.

"Ah... Have something to say. Don't mess around and be careful of your knife tip. Woo..." don't doctors always save people with scalpels? Why did she meet a demon doctor who was going to hurt people with a scalpel? Le Xiaocha didn't dare to move, and the atmosphere didn't dare to breathe. She stared at the frightening sharp blade in front of her eyes.

"Give it or not? My patience is limited. If I don't take it out, don't blame my hand for shaking. " Shake your fingertips to increase the effect of threat.

"Wait, I'll give it to you. Don't move your hands..." when the photo is gone, you can find someone to take it again, but her face is scratched. It's a lifelong thing. She hasn't had the courage to bear the consequences of disfigurement. After some struggle, Le Xiaocha had to succumb to someone's obscenity and mourn a lovable baby face, Take the camera out of your pocket.

"That's good." An angel like smile returned to his face. Loewech stretched out his hand to hold one end of the mobile phone, while the small hand at the other end still held it tightly. He gently pulled it and didn't open it. He immediately raised an evil eyebrow and gave a heavy hum.

"The photos I took are not malicious. Please don't delete my photos." Under his threat, Le Xiaocha could only reluctantly release her hand and look at him sadly.

"Which newspaper are you from? If you want your newspaper to close down, just put their photos in the newspaper. " Looking sadly at her big watery eyes, lowishton had an inexplicable sense of guilt. It seemed that he was bullying the little girl at the moment. He put away the scalpel a little unnaturally, and then looked at the photos of her mobile phone. Unexpectedly, she captured photos of lovers, and each angle showed the warmth between men and women, natural and not artificial.

"Come on, when did I say I was a reporter? I'm still a student, and these photos I took are not for publishing in the newspaper, but for writing papers. " Her graduation thesis depends on them.

"Are you still a student?" Lo Huaixi looked at her a little surprised and saw her secretly photographed. He thought she was a reporter. Unexpectedly, she was still a student.

"Don't you believe it? I can show you my student ID card. " Doesn't she look like a student? Le Xiaocha tilted her mouth and reluctantly reached into the bag and took out a student card and handed it to him.

"Oh, so you're a student of XX University. Since you're not doing bad things, why do you hide secretly and take pictures?" With a strong memory, Luo Huaixi silently wrote down her school name. After identifying her identity, he returned her student card.

"The photos taken secretly are called true. Is it good to reveal the true feelings? What I want is the photos that truly express my feelings, not the false feelings I make for everyone to see." Did he really think she was full and had nothing to do with the paparazzi?

"Well, you can say it, but taking pictures of others without permission is an infringement of others' privacy." Well, he has to admit that these photos she secretly took are very real. Each of them can naturally reveal the feelings between men and women, especially the series of photos of yechenfeng holding Xia Hou Xuaner. From the charm alone, we can see how much love they have. Even others can't help but envy, envy and hate.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like