To The Lovely You

  Behind the scenes, several parents were already waiting for them. Especially Ke Shaoze, because he shoulders the sacred mission of a photographer, tonight he kept pressing the shutter since the children came to the stage.

   Of course, in the scene where his son sent flowers to strengthen his bao just now, he took several consecutive shots to record this historic moment!

   "Cough, Xiaoberry..." Luo Yichen saw that his daughter was chasing Ke Jingheng so violently, and couldn't bear to stop, "Pay attention to your behavior."

   Looking at her father's stern eyes, Luo Xiaomei reluctantly took her hand away and glared at Ke Jingheng.

   "Children, you acted too well just now." Several mothers smiled and held their children's hands, with happy smiles on their faces.

  Joy smiled especially brightly. He patted Ke Jingheng's back several times in a row, and almost missed him as an internal injury. She leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Son, your performance tonight is really wonderful! Mom is so proud of you!"

  Ke Jingheng touched his forehead, but after a long time he didn't understand. He didn't perform on stage tonight, why did he perform so well?

   "Let's take pictures of the children!" Su Rourou looked at the children in costumes and put forward a very constructive suggestion.

   Although the children are only in their early ten years, they can already vaguely see the shadow of adulthood.

  Sometimes, she hopes that time will pass faster and that they will be able to see what they will look like when they are adults; but sometimes, she hopes that time will pass a little slower, because she has not yet enjoyed the time to grow up with them.

   Several parents were naturally in favor, especially Qiao Yi... Pulling Ke Jingheng aside again, it was another slap in the face.

   Ke Jingheng, who was "beaten" just now, looked at her worriedly: "Mom...I'm afraid Xiaomei will hit me again..."

  Joy touched his hair: "Silly boy, boys just want thick skin, what are you going to do after a few strokes?"

   "Oh." Ke Jingheng hummed softly, feeling that his mother was right. In fact, every time he was beaten by Xiaoberry, his heart was very happy. After a long time, even he wondered if he had a tendency to be abused...

   "Littleberry, take a photo with our Minho?" Xie Xiaoqiu smiled tenderly and moved, took Li Minhao's hand and came to Luo Xiaomei's side.

   Lee Minho lowered his head slightly, a little embarrassed to look at Luo Xiaomei. And Luo Xiaomei's expression was exactly the same as his.

   Taking advantage of the awkward space between the two of them, Qiao Yi quickly pushed Ke Jingheng to her side: "Let's join Jingheng too!"

   "Okay, come over, have a smile!" Ke Shaoze aimed the camera at them, secretly focusing on Luo Xiaomei and Ke Jingheng with ulterior motives.

  Joy stood behind Ke Shaoze and kept gesturing to Ke Jingheng.

  Ke Jingheng naturally knew his mother's intentions, blushed for a long time, and then hesitantly raised the hand behind him slowly and slowly...

   At the same time, Lee Min Ho, who was standing on the other side, was also hesitating, whether to extend his hand hanging by his side. In fact, he didn't know what he wanted to do when he reached out his hand... But he felt that he should reach out.

   Two boys, one is hesitating, while the other has begun to act.

  Before Li Minho made up his mind, Ke Jingheng's hand was already on Luo Xiaomei's shoulder with trembling. Summer's little skirt is very thin, and he can even feel her soft skin through the thin fabric...