Drifting Towards You

The surroundings fell silent for a moment, and the eyes of the photographer, lighting engineer and the assistants and others fell on Li Xiaoxiao's face, silent.

Li Xiaoxiao's reflex arc was probably a bit long, and when he recovered, he realized that he was... even if he didn't agree with him, he was smeared.

A small white face turned red in an instant, embarrassingly wishing to find a place to sew in.

Simocheng had a headache, so he sat next to her and said to the photographer, "Nothing, just shoot like this."

Li Xiaoxiao blinked, then quietly turned his face to see him silently: "What should I do if I am swollen? I am ashamed to die?"

Si Mocheng raised his hand and knocked on her head, and said in a low voice, "I really want to knock your head open to see what's inside?"

"Hey, pretending... it's probably all rubbish..."

The corner of Si Mocheng's eyes twitched, "Shouldn't it be said that it is me who pretends to be me?"

"Uh...that's right, would you be equated with trash if you change your words now?" Li Xiaoxiao said cautiously.

Si Mocheng let out a sigh of relief, and didn't plan to talk to her again.

He was afraid to continue, he couldn't help but beat her in front of so many people.

In the end, this group of photos did not capture the depth of evil and enchantment that the photographer wanted. The two of them looked like they were in the 1980s and 1990s. They sat neatly, and even smiled with a solemn and solemn expression.

The photographer thinks that this seems...not bad.

After taking a few sets of photos in the castle, he moved to a nearby flower house.

The flower room is a house built with a white frame, with transparent glass from the roof to the walls.

Inside the flower room is a large sea of ​​flowers, mostly in warm light tones, and Li Xiaoxiao can feel the refreshing fragrance even far away.

Li Xiaoxiao changed into a set of bean paste powder gauze skirts, and the layers of complicated skirts were studded with flowers, like an elf falling into the world.

Si Mocheng changed into a plaid suit, a style he had never tried before.

But fortunately, because the entire set is expensive to shoot, the clothes are all costly, and they are quite textured.

Moreover, it is reported that each set of clothes will only be provided to one pair of customers, so as to ensure that everyone's shooting will not appear to be bumped.

Speaking of this photo studio was recommended by Su Xiangwan, Li Xiaoxiao brought Simo City to him without asking the price.

When I saw him making the payment, my chin almost didn't fall to the ground.

"The man is sitting here, the woman is lying here, the upper body is resting on the man's waist and abdomen."

The photographer gave his guidance, and Li Xiaoxiao was still cooperative, but Simocheng was so cold and stubborn that he was worried about the photographer.

Furthermore, his eyes seemed to have evil spirits.

Although there was no seizure, the photographer could not stop the calf weakness.

It's not that he doesn't know who the man in front of him is, but he... Isn't he also doing this for the better effect of the photo? Is he easy? He...

Perceiving the photographer's look for help, Li Xiaoxiao tugged at the corner of Si Mocheng's clothes and whispered, "You look at me."

"Yep?"

"Do you want to kiss?" Li Xiaoxiao asked in a low voice.

Si Mocheng watched her silently. Her makeup was different from before. The blush on her face seemed to be a bit heavy. Strangely, it was not ugly at all, but rather beautiful.

He stared at her blankly, his eyes moved down a little bit.

This pink gauze skirt is fairly conservative, with a layer of pink tulle from the chest to the neck.

But even so, her little woman still bulged the chest of her dress, which was especially attractive.

Li Xiaoxiao whispered: "You behave better and you will be rewarded when you go back."

She coaxed him seriously.