Chapter 1500

Si Mocheng frowned: "What?"

Li Xiaoxiao told him solemnly: "According to the script, spoilers are not allowed at this time."

"En." Si Mocheng spoke quietly after a while, and looked up at the photographer.

The photographer tried to guide the movements again. Although Si Mocheng still didn't seem to be doing it well, he still had an attitude anyway.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, Li Xiaoxiao carefully looked at Si Mocheng for a while.

Then she felt that, in fact, he was quite wronged.

That kind of feeling is like a person who has been in the officialdom for decades, it is absolutely impossible to make those frivolous and fancy moves, even if he tries hard to cooperate, but the aura of perennially superior to high positions on his body is no matter what. Can't change.

After careful observation, she felt that his movements were actually quite standard.

But perhaps the most important thing for an artist like a photographer is a feeling.

It was just obvious that Si Mocheng couldn't give him the feeling he wanted, which made him feel extremely headache.

After a long time, Li Xiaoxiao didn't want him to be tortured any longer, so she couldn't help saying softly: "That's it, that's how he is, just take pictures of him as he is."

The photographer seemed to have no choice but to nod in agreement.

The two posed for a while, and were a little tired.

Li Xiaoxiao couldn't help but reached out and grabbed a pink rose. He muttered in a low voice, "I didn't expect taking wedding photos to be such a tiring task."

"A lot of things have to be paid in order to be received." He said lightly.

"for example?"

"For example, if you plant seeds in spring, you will harvest them in autumn." Si Mocheng said slowly.

"For example, you have to work hard to sow seeds in spring, so that I can give birth to babies in autumn." Li Xiaoxiao picked it up again.

There was an eerie silence in the flower room again.

Si Mocheng sat beside her and fell silent.

Li Xiaoxiao quietly raised her head and glanced at the photographer, wishing she could be buried in the sea of ​​flowers.

She bit her lip, wishing she could seal her mouth with a seal.

After a while, Si Mocheng finally spoke in a low voice, "Li Xiaoxiao."

"I am here."

"When you get home, throw away all your cartoons."

"Okay... okay..."

"Delete all animations on the computer."

"oh……"

"Banmei novels are all empty."

Li Xiaoxiao quietly raised her eyes to look at his cold and stern face, and explained in a low voice: "Actually... I don't read all about Danmei... I also read romance."

Li Xiaoxiao tried her best to show him that her sexuality was normal.

Si Mocheng's gaze fell on her face, and he said slowly, "That happens to be empty."

"Then I... Then what will I do in the future?"

Where there is oppression, there is resistance.

Li Xiaoxiao spoke unconvinced.

If it was really so cruel, wouldn't all her pastimes be gone?

How can you be so ruthless...

Li Xiaoxiao blinked at him with watery eyes, waiting for an answer.

Si Mocheng's eyes were dim, and he said slowly: "Concentrate on preparing for pregnancy."

"Cough...cough cough..." Li Xiaoxiao was about to speak, but because she was too excited, she choked on her own saliva.

After waiting for a long time, he blushed and said urgently: "I didn't say I was going to have a baby, you are... this is the behavior of a tyrant!"

Si Mocheng's expression remained unchanged, his eyes calm and unwavering: "It's too late to sow seeds this spring, but it's still too late for you to bear a baby next fall."

With a mournful face, Li Xiaoxiao said pitifully, "I'm not a gourd baby, seven flowers on a vine... What kind of baby should I bear?"

Gourd baby, seven flowers on a vine~ The plan to save manuscripts failed today, and I’m going to confess... Hey, good night babies.