Dai Xue quickly glanced at An Xi beside her… No matter what, if this photo is taken, she would have indirectly taken a wedding photo with Yan Qing…
After today, she would completely give up.
Thinking this, Dai Xue’s body trembled slightly.
While secretly rejoicing at this rare opportunity, she also felt ashamed of her hidden thoughts that she couldn’t tell An Xi.
“Wait a moment! That bride with the trailing gown… can you not be so stiff? And keep shaking occasionally… Adjust your state, can you?”
Seeing a potentially good photo ruined, the photographer lost control of his tone and spoke harshly.
“…” Dai Xue lowered her head and clenched her fist.
She felt her face must be burning red… Thankfully, she was wearing a mask!
She was so embarrassing… This wasn’t like her at all…
“Sorry, please wait a moment,” An Xi waved her hand and said to the photographer.
Then she took the “nervous bride’s” hands and softly said, “Little sister, relax! It’ll be over in a moment!”
Dai Xue was stunned, involuntarily gripping An Xi’s hand…
So warm… As if the previous secret joy and shame were gradually being driven out of her body. Looking into those bright eyes, she gradually calmed down.
Yes, she was Dai Xue, that proud and arrogant Dai Xue, the one who would never reveal her grievances, the one who would never rely on others when crying… She was also the Dai Xue who sincerely wanted to be friends with An Xi and Ye Ling.
One moment ago, An Xi still thought that the “bride” just now seemed quite compatible with her and wanted to see her appearance, but discovered that the couple’s movements were incredibly fast… in the blink of an eye, they had disappeared without a trace.
Yan Qing glanced at the familiar car outside the door, patted An Xi’s head, “We’ll meet again if it’s meant to be… so, shall we go eat something!”
“Okay!” Being fed was the best.
An Xi, whose body and mind had long been exhausted, suddenly brightened her eyes. She didn’t mind Yan Qing continuing to mess up her hair and obediently followed him.
