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Wang Manni developed all the photos. (69 new photos)

She also cropped the photos into various shapes, and combined them with the text, making it clear that she had put a lot of effort into the layout. The entire book was also bound with a table.

This booklet isn't very heavy.

But when Li Haoyu held it in his hand, it felt heavy.

Wang Manni said with a haughty look, "Are you still going to punish me now? Now you know how shrewd I am, right? You weren't happy when we took the photos back then, but now these are all memories."

She pointed to a photo and said.

"Do you remember this picture? It was taken when we first became a couple." You insisted on lifting me up for the photo back then; I must have been over two meters tall.

"To be honest, I was terrified back then."

"Do you remember? Back then you even had an old man take pictures for us. I said, 'Why don't we find a young man?' But you wouldn't listen. It took you ages to teach him. It's hilarious when I think about it."

After hearing this, Li Haoyu couldn't help but scratch his head.

It turns out he was so naive back then.

Wang Manni said, "I originally planned to save them for another two years, but then I thought about how much you hate taking pictures. I guess there won't be many new photos in another two years."

"Your birthday is coming up soon, and I was planning to give you a surprise."

"Who knew you had such good eyesight, spotting it at a glance."

"Plus, you're an impatient person."

Li Haoyu suddenly felt his heart being captured. 🐼💚 6➈ᔕ𝐇𝕦𝓧.𝕔σ𝐌 🍫😲

This time, Wang Manni's little scheme completely struck a chord with him.

Character is revealed in actions, and the heart is hidden within.

Sometimes it's hard to understand a person from their appearance, but the details of life don't lie. These seemingly insignificant actions often best reflect a person's inner self.

Others are so devoted to him:

Li Haoyu wasn't a complete playboy; he was starting to feel the strain.

Li Haoyu held Wang Manni in his arms and whispered gently in her ear.

"I think I'll have to work overtime tonight."

Li Haoyu felt that he was now completely under Wang Manni's control.

But he felt incredibly happy and even wanted to fall into the trap.

Wang Manni couldn't help but laugh. "How come I feel like I'm at a loss? I've been exhausted these past few days and can't take any more of this. I'm not as physically strong as you, like an ox."

Li Haoyu said, "Hahaha, I wouldn't want to hurt you. I'm too busy taking care of you."

Wang Manni: "I don't believe a word you say. You may say that, but you've never stopped doing it."

Li Haoyu said in a serious tone, "No matter how hard or tiring it is, we can't forget to pay our grain tax. Besides, after we pay it, don't I often take you out for a warm cup of chocolate, stroll along the riverbank reflecting the lights of thousands of homes, and have a nice chat while enjoying the cool evening breeze?"

Wang Manni nodded seriously, "That's true. We were chatting and things suddenly changed. I don't know who it was, but they suddenly carried me to bed."

As soon as Wang Manni said this, the two exchanged glances and couldn't help but laugh.

The two of them joked around for a while longer.

Li Haoyu said, "This time it's for real, I'll spend some quality time with you."

"How about I tell you a bedtime story? You've always wanted me to tell you stories to lull you to sleep."

Nighttime Stories?

"That's wonderful! I've been looking forward to your nighttime stories for so long."

Wang Manni had been looking forward to his story.

When Li Haoyu first started pursuing her, she would tell him interesting little stories every day.

The stories he told were indeed quite interesting, much more interesting than some late-night radio programs.

She was also very curious about where Li Haoyu had heard so many strange and unusual stories.

However, ever since Li Haoyu caught up with him, he has basically never talked about it again.

Wang Manni nodded excitedly; this was indeed a small wish she had been looking forward to for a long time.

I never expected to have such an unexpected gain.

Li Haoyu didn't really understand it before either.

Later he realized that maybe she just wanted to hear his story.

Because it does sound like a romantic thing.

For girls, romance is enough; they don't need any extra reasons.

Wang Manni leaned against Li Haoyu's chest.

She looked like a little bird nestled against someone.

"Then hurry up and tell me, or I'll get sleepy and fall asleep."

She tapped Li Haoyu on the back, signaling him to hurry up.

Li Haoyu stroked Wang Manni's hair, "Don't rush, let me think about it and get my emotions in order."

After a while.

Li Haoyu lowered his voice and slowly began to tell the story.

The voice is just like mine; it melts my heart when I hear it.

It must be said that Li Haoyu's voice is quite pleasant to listen to.

His voice was very magnetic, with a touch of gentlemanly charm.

Li Haoyu's voice is as mellow and fragrant as rice wine; it's a warm and gentle male voice.

Especially when he tells stories, his pace is neither too fast nor too slow.

His pronunciation is very clear, and his storytelling is captivating.

Wang Manni might be considered a semi-voice enthusiast.

She was really excited by it! That's why she especially loved listening to Li Haoyu talk at night; even if he didn't tell stories, she would fall asleep just listening!

It gave her a sense of security.

"Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and on the mountain was a temple. In the temple lived an old monk and a young monk. One day, the old monk said to the young monk..."

"Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and on the mountain was a temple. In the temple lived an old monk and a young monk. One day, the old monk said to the young monk, 'Once upon a time, there was a mountain...'"

At first, Wang Manni listened very attentively.

But when Li Haoyu explained it for the third time...

She finally realized what was happening, and Wang Manni said angrily, "This is so perfunctory! Are you trapped in a time loop?"

Li said calmly, "Don't rush me, let me finish. Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and on the mountain was a house, and in the house lived a boy and a girl. One day, the boy said to the girl, 'I love you.'"

Wang Manni was finally satisfied upon hearing this.

However, she still complained, "You know how to talk, but this story doesn't count. You have to tell me a new one."

Li Haoyu smiled and said, "Then I'll tell you another story, about the Grim Reaper."

"Sir, this may be the last cup. The boy next door who grows wheat lost his family's heirloom sickle and fell ill from the stress. He probably won't live much longer."

The bar owner wiped the glasses, shaking his head regretfully.

Death, carrying his favorite ale, pushed open the bar door. He walked through the village and arrived at the young man's house.

The emaciated young man huddled in the corner of the bed.

He struggled to open his eyes. "Are you here to reap my soul?"

Death snorted coldly and tossed the scythe to the young man.

"Stop talking nonsense and go harvest the wheat."

Actually, this joke was only so-so.

But Li Haoyu is too good at stand-up comedy.

The pacing of the storytelling was excellent.

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