.

"Mr. Gu, Mr. Shen, the photos you took in the haunted house just now have been printed out, take a look."

There are still pictures in the haunted house?

Gu Yanshu felt that his performance in the haunted house was not heroic.

Stuffing the marshmallow into Shen Jue's mouth with one hand, he reluctantly took the photo with the other.

The photo was captured when Shen Jue jumped down from the fourth floor and slid up the slide with him in his arms.

Shen Jue tightly protected his head and waist with both hands, he was buried in his arms, only half of his face was exposed, he didn't look ugly.

Fortunately.

Gu Yanshu breathed a sigh of relief, but soon frowned slightly. He felt that there was something wrong with this photo.

Shen Jue clasped his hands tightly...

and many more.

hands?

hands? ?

……

Gu Yanshu raised his head, looking expressionlessly at Shen Jue who was tasting the marshmallow he had just fed, his eyebrows and eyes were so cold that there was a murderous look.

Shen Jue, who had just tasted a bit of sweetness, raised his eyebrows slowly.

"Ok?"

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