Slag Girl Illustrated Book

Ruan Xihe gave a dry smile: "No."

Gu Zhuzi didn't stay much, she was soaking in the water, and he had to quickly take out the film before she could come out.

"You start with random movements."

"good."

She was leaning against the swimming pool with her whole body in a relaxed posture, but the tips of her damp hair vacantly hooked her neck, and her fingers vacantly draped the pool.

Gu Zhuzi knelt on one side and patted her profile.

The photographer must love his model very much and know his model very much in order to shoot amazing things.

All the pictures he captured are extremely beautiful.

Her eyelashes are really long, her eyebrows are slender, and the tail of her eyes is slightly raised. That mole is very attractive.

The purity and charm that a woman should have can be found in her.

He moved closer again.

The camera fell on her lips this time.

Very extravagant.

"Look at me."

According to the prompt, Ruan Xihe slowly turned his head, it is hard to tell whether the eyes are indifferent or blurred at that moment, only knowing that the tearful mole is alive as if it is about to jump out.

Gu Zhuzi's fingers tightening the shutter slightly.

"Crack."

The heartbeat seemed to tremble slightly with the sound of the shutter.

......

The moment the drops of water "click"

"Kacha" broke through the water

Lazily half-legged by the pool, "click"

He was in the water from the shore, his sleeves rolled up, and his shirt buttons were loose.

Ruan Xihe never felt nervous when taking pictures, but Gu Zhuzi's eyes did make her heart beat slightly.

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been too sensitive recently.

When his eyes crossed her eyebrows again, Ruan Xi and her neck and ears could not hold back the pink color.

He walked slowly over.

"Would you like a close-up?"

"want."

"Clavicle? Or neck? Eyes are fine."

"Clap your shoulders."

"Okay." He pointed the camera at her shoulder and put a little bit of her profile chin.

She held this shape on the wall of the swimming pool. The backless dress could not cover the beautiful butterfly bones. It was weak and delicate.

Gu Zhuzi's eyes were unconsciously aggressive, from the back of her neck to the back to the waistline to the waist half hidden underwater.

The click of the camera behind her stopped in vain. Before she had time to be surprised, she felt a heat source approaching, as well as the shattered moonlight radiating circles on the surface of the slightly microwaved water.

Swallowing unconsciously, his fingers gently grasped the marble wall, and then slowly and slowly tightened the fingers.

Finally, he posted it completely.

The little girl trembled slightly.

Gu Zhuzi did not hug her, just held her on the pool wall and held her in his arms.

The chin was pressed on her shoulders and neck, and every time his vocal cords made a sound, his Adam's apple seemed to roll on her skin, which made people feel nervous: "What are you doing? No more shots?"

"You make me unable to concentrate."

Gu Zhuzi closed his eyes and gently sniffed the scent on her body.

"Stop it, go on."

"Are you cold?" He replied, asking something like this.

"a little cold."

"Yeah." He turned her around after he responded.

As soon as the thinly callused finger pads supported her back of the neck, electricity was passed through her.

"Is it warm?"

He held the person in his arms.

The quiet night is half the coolness of the moon and half the hotness of the stars.

The person in his arms is soft, his lips are red, and his breath is sweet.

His back leaned against the wall of the swimming pool, and his fingertips vacantly climbed his shoulders.

Kisses under the moon are always too touching.

Even trembling would cause ripples on the surface of the water, and his hand slipped off, buckled her waist and hugged the person to the shore.

Ruan Xihe's hair dripped with drops of water, one by one, falling along the skirt of his skirt, or, mischievously, between his neck.

The sweetness between the lips and teeth has not yet separated.

Qinghui fell on her back, sketching a pair of beautiful butterfly bones, and the beauty of the drunkenness is melted in the bones instead of simple skin.

When she lowered her head to kiss him.

Gu Zhuzi didn't want to restrain himself for a few moments.

He began to hate his growth environment, he began to hate the current situation, he had to go forward, he could only go forward, taking a step back is the abyss.

Three months, only three months.

The dark emotions in his eyes are uncertain.

This life is boring and long, so can I sink into it today?

The moonlight stretched their shadows, and the romance at this moment was truly unswerving.

There is no desire, only careful pity.

......

When they came out of the pool, both of them were soaked.

Gu Zhuzi picked her up and took people back to the house.

The high heels were still by the pool, one standing upside down, the other sloping down.

The bare feet, the red nail polish looked extraordinarily gorgeous, and the white and jade calves dangling lightly.

If a woman's feet are white and tender, this red is the best look.

"Well."

The shower switch was accidentally turned on, and hot water was sprayed out.

He squeezed the little girl's wrist hard.

The scorching heat engulfed this space, and the mist filled with mist.

Her skirt fell to the ground.

The bath master made a slight humming noise, and hot water dripped from the shower head.

He was buried in her neck, breathing disorderly: "Is it still cold?"