Stunning

Ceiling chandelier.

She flicked the tail in her hand, imagining the picture of Mu Ti taking pictures with this chandelier an hour ago, she couldn't help feeling a little funny.

Mu Ti flew away on a plane at 1:[-] in the morning. When she arrived at the destination, she immediately sent a WeChat message to Hua Zhiye, and then followed Xiao Ma to the hotel. Huazhi also replied yes.

Maybe it was because she slept on the plane for a while, Mu Ti was very energetic at the moment, she immediately sent a question mark to Hua Zhiye after she got into bed, followed by, did you sleep?

Waiting made the whole body quiet, Mu Ti leaned sideways holding the phone, looked at Hua Zhiye's chat interface, and the people on the background image, waiting silently, and within a few seconds, she saw Hua Zhiye's name changed to the other party is typing

Hua Zhiya: Not yet.

Mu Ti couldn't help smiling, she changed her lying position and typed.

Mu Ti: Can't sleep?

Mu Ti: It's three o'clock.

Hua Zhiya: I was woken up by you.

Mu Ti: What a sin.

Mu Ti: Do you need to provide voice services?

Hua Zhiya: No work tomorrow?

Mu Ti: Afternoon

After Mu Ti answered these two words, the screen suddenly flashed to another interface, and Hua Zhi also called her.

She pressed the answer button and said in a low voice: Teacher Hua, good evening.

The last three words were close to breath, and the last good word almost disappeared.Hua Zhi on the other end also laughed after hearing this, and asked: Is there anyone around?

Mu Ti smiled: No, it's just too quiet.

The room didn’t feel cold when the heater was turned on. Just now, Mu Ti was stuffy under the quilt. Suddenly, she couldn’t breathe. She got out of the quilt and held it down with her hands.

Did you see the photo I sent you at night? Mu Ti asked.

Huazhi also replied lightly: I see.

Mu Ti let out a cry: I saw it, did it look good, and I didn’t reply, I’ve been taking pictures for a long time.

Hua Zhiya: I was in a meeting at that time.

Mu Ti: So, do you like it or not?

Hua Zhiye: It’s okay.

Mu Ti made a long voice: "It's okay."Her voice suddenly became aggrieved: They took a lot of pictures, you think it's okay, so I won't send them to you.

Hua Zhiya:

Mu Ti once flipped through Hua Zhiye's photo album.At that time, she had no special purpose, just picked up her mobile phone to play with boredom, recorded her fingerprints and clicked into the photo album. The moment she clicked on it, Mu Ti was not surprised, she could see it in her eyes , are all her photos, hundreds of them from bottom to top, and even some photos she doesn't have herself.

After asking, I realized that whenever Hua Zhi saw Mu Ti's photos, she always had the habit of saving them.

Mu Ti didn't take many pictures at night, the mobile phone was tied to a rope and it was difficult to operate. The one she took for Hua Zhiye was the best one in her opinion.The rest are more or less just tidbits.But it didn't prevent her from teasing Hua Zhiye.

Sure enough, after she finished speaking, Hua Zhi was silent for a long time, and Mu Ti was not in a hurry, she closed her eyes and listened.

Not long after, she heard Hua Zhiya's voice from the receiver.

I want it, send it to me.

Mu Ti smiled softly and opened her eyes: Didn't you say it's okay.She stretched out her hand and patted the quilt: the rest are nothing, if they are not well photographed, they are not as good as the one I gave you.

Huazhi also asked: Are you posting?

Mu Ti made a thoughtful voice: Let me think about it.

There was another lengthy silence on the other end of the phone. Mu Ti covered her mouth and snickered, thinking of talking to her again, but suddenly heard a voice from the other end: Wife.

The voice was low enough and deep enough to pass through the radio waves and directly hit Mu Ti's heart.

She suddenly had goosebumps, not knowing whether to regret it or to be thankful, she let Hua Zhi also get her to call her wife at the beginning.

Ouch.Mu Ti got into the bed immediately, and said with a squeezed voice: I hate it to death.

After finishing speaking, Mu Ti put down her phone, clicked on the WeChat chat interface, and sent all the photos taken at night to Hua Zhiye, muttering: It's a little blurry.

Hua Zhi also accepted the picture quietly on the other end, and kept it silently. After Mu Ti finished sending it, she called out to her: Hua Zhiye.

Huazhi also responded.

Mu Ti: Let me ask you a question.

Hua Zhiya: Tell me.

Mu Ti: If I wasn't so good-looking and caught your eye, would we be together now?

Huazhi is also straightforward: no.

Mu Ti:

Mu Ti: So straightforward?

Hua Zhi also added a more blunt sentence: If you didn't look like this, I wouldn't even look at you.

Mu Ti:

She suddenly didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

So, you like my face more than me? Mu Ti asked.

Hua Zhiye: It was like this in the early stage, but not anymore.

Early stage? Mu Ti asked: How long ago, when?