"Well...why, how about you call me sister?" He Zixin said.

He frowned slightly, "Why did you suddenly ask me to shout?"

"Because I haven't heard you call me sister for a long time, I miss you so much. After we get married, we can't shout like this, so I want to listen more now." He Zixin said.

After all, during this period of time between them and siblings, most of the time, they are happy, and those memories are precious.

"After getting married, if you want to hear me shout, I can shout at any time, there is nothing wrong with it." Yi Qianci said, staring at He Zixin deeply, "Sister."

This sister contains the friendship from childhood to adulthood, and also his strong and focused love for her.

She is his sister and his favorite person!

This will never change!

He Zixin smiled and replied softly, "Yes."

The photographer not far away was pressing the shutter silently at this moment. He only felt that the scene in front of him was so beautiful.

The man bent his knees and held a woman's feet, and the woman was wearing a pure white wedding dress, soft and pure.

The woman's hands gently stroked the man's black hair, and a smile appeared on the corners of her lips. The two looked at each other, with only each other in their eyes!

It's really beautiful!

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A week later, after seeing the wedding photos, He Zixin was surprised for a while.

Many photos were taken without her notice, but it is undeniable that they were beautiful and natural.

"What to do, I don't know how to choose." He Zixin said.

"Then don't choose, print them all into booklets." Yi Qian said.

"......It's too much." He Zixin said quickly, "If these are fixed, I'll store them with a hard drive." By the way, you can also put some on your phone and watch them from time to time.

One afternoon, He Zixin was happily picking up photos, especially some photos that she was particularly satisfied with. She would also think about whether to print them in other places.

Of course, these photos that she is particularly "satisfied with" are usually single photos of Yi Qianci.

For example, there was a single photo of him wearing a lazy dress. When she saw the photo, she screamed from a groundhog, and then sighed, "This photographer is not bad for being a nationally famous photographer. I heard that many celebrities want to indicate that he can take it! You look like a big star. Oh my God, do I want to print this photo of you on a big pillow?"

"On the seal pillow?" he said in confusion.

"In this way, I hold the pillow, as if I am holding you." He Zixin said.

Yi Qianci frowned, as if he was even more confused, "Then why do you need to hug the pillow? Just hug me directly."

"You are not by my side all the time. When you are not by my side, it would be great if I hold the pillow, soft, comfortable and satisfied!" She didn't understand the mentality of fans buying idol pillows before, but now she understands a little.

You can hold the pillow that you like, that feeling, um... Just think about it and look forward to it!

"Isn't it good to hold me?" Yi Qianci leaned down and stared at He Zixin with dissatisfaction, "Or do you think I'm not soft enough, so it's uncomfortable to pick it up?"

"..." He Zixin widened her eyes. No, he couldn't be... jealous of the pillow! "Why are you comparing with a pillow?"

"You are comparing me with a pillow," he said.
Chapter completed!