It was Sunday morning. When suzerain opened her eyes, a bright moonlight flashed across her eyes.
The machine facing her trembled.
For a moment, you junhao felt that the girl lying on the small bed in front of him seemed to have changed.
Her temperament was not that of a fairy from yesterday, but a fairy who had just ascended today, as if ... Still ... It had a big furry tail wagging behind it!
You junhao shook his head hard.
Did he sleep too late last night? Am I hallucinating?
Good Morning, brother photographer!
Her voice was full of energy, moist, and a little drowsy. You junhao's rationality was instantly pulled back to the small room on the set.
He pointed at the camera.
But halfway through, his hand trembled a little.
"Ah!"
She seemed to be even cuter today, even more charming!
How could this be? Did she not eat Wuchang rice yesterday, but bejeweled nectar?
