Starting from you are my glory

"If I have time tonight, I can lend you my camera."

Looking at the message sent by Qiao Jingjing, Yu Tu said to the restless Dragon King: "Can I bring it back in the evening?"

"No need!" The Dragon King suddenly came to Yu Tu's side, "I'd better go get it. This will show sincerity!"

"as long as you are happy."

"I won't let Jingjing ask about the specific time. You can determine it yourself." Yu Tu looked at the Dragon King's mobile phone.

"Right?"

"That's right!" The Dragon King gave Yu Tu a big smile and rushed out of the dormitory.

"No!" Zhai Liang hugged Dragon King, who was still water-stained, and Sandbag also used his body to block the door of the dormitory, saying with a firm face.

"You have to get out unless you step over my body!"

"Click, click, click." Yu Tu took out the melon seeds Zhang Haifeng left from the cabinet last time, sat on the chair and looked at them with relish.

"I really can't go!" Zhai Liang persuaded him earnestly.

"Let me go!" The Dragon King walked towards the sandbag step by step, "I have to go!"

"Forget it!" Sandbag also hugged the Dragon King, "It's really not possible!"

"Yu Tu! Stop watching the show! Come and persuade me!"

Sandbag yelled so excitedly that his throat cracked. Yu Tu, who was called out, could no longer sit back and watch and put down the melon seeds in his hand.

"Ahem, Dragon King, you've already taken three baths in an hour."

"Your skin has red marks from rubbing. It's really clean. No need to go!"

"Is it really clean?" The Dragon King stopped and looked at himself up and down.

"real!"

"I swear on the lamp! If it's not clean, I'll be hit by the lamp!"

"I swear too!" Sandbag pointed his finger at the lamp, "If you wash it again, your skin will be broken!"

"Just grab a camera. It only takes a few minutes. It really doesn't need to be like this!"

"This is what I call attention!" After looking at the lamp that was still intact, the Dragon King finally gave up the idea of ​​washing it again, turned around, walked to the closet, and started rummaging around.

"Hey, which one do you think I should wear better?" The Dragon King exaggeratedly took out all the clothes from his cabinet, spread them out on the table, and picked them up one by one to make gestures.

"How about formal wear?"

The Dragon King said as he put on his clothes, "Isn't it better to wear formal clothes to look more formal?"

"It's too formal!" Seeing that he was about to put on his tie, Zhai Liang hurriedly dissuaded him: "This will make girls feel pressured and not appropriate!"

"Well, that makes sense."

In the next hour, the Dragon King changed all his clothes and asked the other three to give him suggestions. In the end, he was not satisfied and planned to try out Zhai Liang and Yu Tu's wardrobes.

Why don't you think there are sandbags?

Because the size difference is too big.

"Ahem, isn't it almost time?" Seeing that the Dragon King was coming to mess with his clothes, Yu Tu immediately changed the subject.

“Arrived a little early, it shows that we take it seriously!”

"That makes sense!" The Dragon King nodded heavily in agreement, and then looked at the clothes on the table in confusion, "Then which outfit should I wear?"

"Choose a set of solid colors." Sandbag pulled out a set and handed it to the Dragon King, "You can better reflect your advantages by wearing solid colors!"

"Good brother!" The Dragon King took the clothes and after putting them on, he danced around the dormitory like a flowery butterfly. He was not satisfied until he received unanimous praise from the other three people.

"Then I'll go!" The Dragon King looked nervous, his heart rate accelerated, and his face flushed.

"Would you like some more perfume?!"

The Dragon King, who was just about to step out the door, turned back.

"No, your deodorant is enough!" Zhai Liang couldn't help it after all, and grabbed the Dragon King's hand and dragged him out of the dormitory, "The shower gel you use for bathing is enough, any more will be bad! "

"Why don't you tell your girlfriend?" Looking at the Dragon King who was trembling every step of the way, Sand Bao came to Yu Tu's side and said.

"Isn't it a proper death in public?"

"Let's find a reason and let others give him the camera."

"Otherwise I'm afraid he won't survive tonight!"

"Yes, it's terrible!" Zhai Liang said, looking at the messy tabletop of the Dragon King.

"If I behave like this in the future, remember to give me a break so that I can wake up!"

"Let me make a call." Yu Tu took out his cell phone and called Qiao Jingjing.

"Okay, then I'll send him off." After listening, Qiao Jingjing understood what Yu Tu meant.

"Lulu, give me the camera. I'll go down and give it to the Dragon King later."

"Huh?" Zhang Lulu turned her attention away from the picture she was finishing in confusion, "I'm in the dormitory, can I go down in a while?"

"Don't!" Qiao Jingjing thought of the appearance of the Dragon King in the conversation just now, and for the sake of world peace, she decided to forget it, "I'll go down."

"I happen to have something to do."

"Okay." Zhang Lulu handed the camera to Qiao Jingjing nonchalantly, "Tell the Dragon King that you can ask me if you have any questions."

"Ok!"

The Dragon King here is circling himself under the big tree at the door of the girls' dormitory, constantly organizing the language to be used in his mind, finalizing it word by word, to avoid saying the wrong thing.

"Dragon King!"

On lap No. 70, the Dragon King heard Qiao Jingjing’s voice.

"Here you go." Qiao Jingjing handed the camera to Dragon King.

The Dragon King's energy and spirit declined at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"If you don't understand anything, you can ask Lulu directly."

"This is what Lulu asked me to tell you!"

"She is retouching pictures, and I just happened to come down and bring them to you."

Good guy, if the Face-Changing Dragon King says he is second, he is definitely not first!

The Dragon King who came back to life happily grabbed the camera and ran back without caring about talking to Qiao Jingjing.

"Take pictures!" Dragon King rushed into the dormitory and pulled up Yu Tu from his seat. He was thinking about taking pictures quickly and then communicating with Zhang Lulu.

"I'll change my clothes!"

"Formal attire! You need a tie! Otherwise the photo will be useless!"

"Then wear it quickly!" The Dragon King held the camera and stared at Yu Tu, "Don't worry!"

"I don't have one." Yu Tu spread his hands helplessly, "I originally planned to go to a place that specializes in taking photos. They can provide it there."

"Wear mine!" The Dragon King directly donated his formal suit and tie, "Put it on quickly!"

"Can you put your camera on the table first?" Yu Tu took the clothes and pointed at the camera facing him, "Otherwise, if your hands shake, I won't be able to see anyone!"

"It's really troublesome!" The Dragon King muttered, but he still placed the camera in the middle of the table like an offering.

"You..." Yu Tu waved his hand, but he didn't get the response he deserved.

"Can I not watch it?"

"Hypocritical!" Zhai Liang said speechlessly: "They are all men, what are you afraid of?!"

"That's right, it's as rare as mine!" Sandbag gave Yu Tu a roll of his eyes, "I have it myself!"

"Muscles! Look!"

As he spoke, he patted his chest hard, but unfortunately he was too hard and made himself cough repeatedly.

"What I mean is." Yu Tu took a deep breath and tried to suppress the emotions that wanted to explode. "Can't you just be normal?!"

"What does it mean to have three people holding stools around me?!!!"

"Isn't that because I'm afraid that you're not dressed properly?"

"I thank you!"

The three of them moved their chairs and shook their heads back to their seats with regret.

Yu Tu was furious again when he saw it. He didn't know what he did in his previous life to meet such three living treasures.

This is nothing more than being completely conscience-stricken, right? !