The Monster I Was Redeemed

When Fang Xiaoxiao ran up to Ma Yu and stood on tiptoe to comfort him, Yue Qihua came to Yang Xingyue and asked, "Have you bought something?"

Yang Xingyue touched her pocket and nodded with a blushing face.

It was obvious that she just left with Fang Xiaoxiao and it wasn't as simple as going to the bathroom.

Fang Xiaoxiao dragged the depressed Ma Yu and ran in front of a few people. She pointed to the photo sticker machine not far away and said, "It's hard to come here. How about taking a photo together?"

I'm going to take the jumping machine soon, because I don't have to play, so Fang Xiaoxiao threw himself into the game wholeheartedly, unlike Yang Xingyue, whose calf was already shaking right now.

Hearing that there was another chance to delay, Yang Xingyue immediately expressed her support, like a primary school student who pretended to be sick before the exam.

"There are not many opportunities for everyone to come out and play together. Let's take a photo together as a souvenir!"

After Yang Xingyue finished speaking, she took Yue Qihua and Fang Xiaoxiao's hands and walked towards the sticker machine.

Ai Liang and Ma Yu, who stayed where they were, looked at each other, Ma Yu shrugged helplessly, and the two had to follow in their footsteps.

There are very few straight men who are interested in taking pictures. If there are, most of them are Sea Kings who use their photos as bait in order to persuade the other party to take pictures of themselves while chatting with their sisters.

So a few girls were playing and fighting inside, and Ai Liang and Ma Yu sat on the chairs outside and waited.

They had absolutely no intention of going in.

Ai Liang simply doesn't like taking pictures, and he subconsciously avoids the surveillance when he walks, while Ma Yu is dragged by Fang Xiaoxiao to be a photographer every day. He really doesn't like taking pictures.

The two big men didn't plan to go in, but the girls wouldn't follow their wishes.

Ten minutes later, Yue Qihua opened the door and stuck out a head: "Ai Liang, Ma Yu, come in and take a photo!"

"Sister Hua, can such a small place fit five people..."

Ma Yu looked at the machine a few steps wide and questioned.

"It's fine if you don't want to come in, Ai Liang come over."

Yue Qihua neatly put Ma Yu aside.

Anyway, Ma Yu was only invited by the way, just like the experience materials in the ten consecutive draws, it doesn't matter if there is any, and the character card is drawn even if it is successful.

Yue Qihua did not hesitate to use force to drag Ai Liang directly into the machine.

During the period, Ai Liang did not resist, which made Yue Qihua a little surprised.

In the past, Ai Liang didn't want to do something, so he couldn't move the sedan chair, just like Yang Xingyue invited him to dinner last time, he didn't leave any room, and refused very decisively.

Ai Liang's temperament has really changed a lot.

Looking at Ai Liangyue Qihua who was leaning against the corner, she thought to herself.

So has Ai Liang changed? It has changed, but not much.

If there are no surprises in Ai Liang's eyes, this is likely to be the last time to get together with a few people.

Just like terminally ill patients with a lifespan of less than a month, most doctors will instruct them to eat whatever they want.

I'm about to be with a few friends at the end of the world, so it's okay to follow their wishes a little bit.

Yue Qihua looked at the hesitant Ma Yu at the door and said, "If you don't come, you'll get on the jumping machine with us later."

Everyone was taking pictures inside. It was a bit pitiful that only Ma Yu was excluded. Yue Qihua deliberately gave him a step.

"Come!"

After Ma Yu heard the jumping machine, he immediately got in through the crack of the door.

There were five people standing inside the cramped machine, almost arm to arm.

If you stand side by side, it is difficult for the camera to capture all five people at once.

But Yue Qihua came up with a way.

Ai Liang and Ma Yu stood behind the three, Ma Yu hugged Fang Xiaoxiao (otherwise only half of Fang Xiao's head could be photographed), Ai Liang hugged Yang Xingyue, and stood between Fang Xiaoxiao and Yang Xingyue.

But in the process of arranging, it is still impossible to take a few people in.

Ai Liang, who played dumb the whole time, looked at her phone, wondering how much time would be wasted in such fiddling.

"That's it."

Ai Liang's sudden voice startled a few people, but the more frightening was still behind.

pat, pat.

Ai Liang hugged Yang Xingyue and Yue Qihua at the same time, so that the five of them could just fit in the same frame.

He made such a move when he knew that the two girls didn't mind having physical contact with him.

"Ai Liang! You..."

'Fool! What if Xingyue misunderstood! ’

Yue Qihua's heart was very anxious.

She was so frightened by Ai Liang's bold actions that she couldn't speak. She tried to break free from Ai Liang's embrace several times, but her body stayed in his arms very honestly and didn't want to go out.

When Yue Qihua looked at Yang Xingyue cautiously, the other party didn't have the resentful eyes she imagined except her face was a little red.

"Huh? Huahua, press the door quickly."

Yang Xingyue noticed Yue Qihua's gaze and just urged her to take pictures without showing any dissatisfaction or jealousy.

'You are too big! ’

Yue Qihua didn't know where to complain for a while.

"Sister Hua, hurry up. Although she is small, it's very tiring to hold her like this all the time."

Ma Yu hugged Fang Xiaoxiao's waist horizontally and tried to lift her up as much as possible. Although Fang Xiaoxiao also put his arms around his neck, after all, his left hand was bearing a weight of dozens of kilograms and could not last long.

Fang Xiaoxiao pulled out a hand and grabbed Ma Yu's ear and shouted, "Am I heavy?!"

"It's not heavy! It's not heavy! Little Ancestor, don't shake your waist, I can't hold it anymore!"

In the chaos, Yue Qihua gritted her teeth and pressed the shutter.

The end result of the photo is this.

Ma Yu was wearing a mask of pain and was grabbed by the ear of Fang Xiaoxiao, who was a fierce milkman. Yang Xingyue blushed and looked at the ground. Yue Qihua peeked at Yang Xingyue with a panicked expression. Ai Liang was expressionless as usual, but the corners of her mouth were slightly curved. As if smiling.

As soon as the photo came out, several people burst out laughing.

In fact, such photos are more memorable than posing.

"Go out, go out, it's suffocating in here."

Yue Qihua was the first to rush out after getting the photo.

Fang Xiaoxiaolai refused to get down on Ma Yu, as if Ma Yu had just said that she was severely punished.

Just when Ai Liang was going to follow him out, Yang Xingyue suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Wait a minute! Ai Liang...I have something for you..."

At this time, Yang Xingyue was like a third-class soldier who was sent to the minefield by the commander with a bomber on the battlefield. His flushed face was full of determination.

Although Yang Xingyue was only holding the corner of her clothes, it was very tight. Ai Liang took a step forward, trying to break free from her hand, but she staggered.

Is she going to confess here?

Ai Liang noticed something was wrong.

outside the machine.

Yue Qihua was breathing heavily, as if to calm down her nervousness.

After seeing Ma Yu and Fang Xiaoxiao, she deliberately shouted: "Really, it's so hot inside, can't the designer make the machine bigger..."

Fang Xiaoxiao was still pulling Ma Yu's cheek, but after hearing this, she took the initiative to jump down from Ma Yu's arms and walk to Yue Qihua's side.

"Sister Hua... is this really good?"

Fang Xiaoxiao stared at Yue Qihua and asked.

Yue Qihua was stunned for a moment, and fanned the wind with her palm to change the topic: "After all, the machine is so big, and it's probably not much better to take another shot, so that's fine..."

"Sister Hua, you know I'm not talking about photos." Fang Xiaoxiao did not echo her as before, but repeated the words: "Is this really good?"

Yue Qihua's fan-fan hand fell slowly until it didn't move.