On weekends, Chuzheng went outside Sangyu's studio early in the morning.
The door was unlocked, Chuzheng pushed it open and went in.
It was dimly lit, and there were two desks with the computers on, but no one was there.
There are some photos hanging on the walls on both sides, and things are piled up in a mess on the ground, which is a little messy.
Chuzheng looked inside, and there was a staircase in the innermost, leading to the top.
Chuzheng flipped out her phone and looked at the last message Sang Yu sent, telling her to go in directly...
Then you can go up.
Chuzheng went up the stairs, the light above was slightly better, and it looked like a living room.
Directly opposite is a bed, and the quilt on the bed has been lifted, as if the owner has not had time to clean up when he wakes up.
On the other side is a shelf with different cameras and lenses and things like that.
The bed and that shelf should be the cleanest place, and other places are either piled up or thrown in a mess.
Next to the bed is a desk with a laptop on it.
Chuzheng saw the picture on the desktop at a glance...
Her eyes narrowed.
wow-
The door of the bathroom was pushed open, and the man came out with a mist of water. He was only wrapped in a bath towel, his upper body was naked, and his muscles were smooth and tense.
When the man came out, he suddenly saw the person standing outside. He was stunned for a moment, then he slammed back into the bathroom and closed the door, leaving only a crack.
"Why did you come up?" A question came from the bathroom.
"You didn't say I couldn't come up."
"… "
Normal people will wait downstairs, who will run upstairs
Sang Yu heard footsteps outside, and she came over here...
The girl's voice came in: "Why do you put my photo on your computer desktop?"
Sang Yu: "!!!"
His computer is on!
Thinking of this, Sang Yu raised her throat in her heart, but when she thought about it again, she had already seen...
The door of the bathroom was knocked gently: "You candidly photographed me, did you get my permission?"
Sang Yu didn't dare to make a sound inside, and she felt nervous and nervous about being caught on the spot for doing something bad.
Sang Yu took a deep breath and defended himself: "I just think that photo is good, out of professional appreciation."
Chuzheng leaned outside, turned his head sideways, and looked at the vague outline of the bathroom: "Do you think the photo is good, or the person is good?"
Sang Yu's breathing was stagnant again.
There was no sound inside, if it wasn't for watching Sang Yu go in, Chu Zheng wondered if there was anyone inside.
"Is this question difficult to answer?" It takes so long
Sang Yu still didn't speak.
After all, Chuzheng has limited patience: "How long are you going to stay in there?"
Sang Yu: "..."
He also wanted to go out, but he didn't take his clothes into the bathroom. The only thing covering his body was this bath towel. How could he go out
Sang Yu took a breath: "Can you go downstairs first?"
"Why?"
"I want to change clothes."
"You change it, I can't see it again."
"..." Sang Yu endured: "My clothes are outside."
"I don't mind." Anyway, sooner or later you have to see it, and it doesn't make any difference to see it sooner or later.
Sang Yu was probably gnashing his teeth: "I don't mind."
Hypocritical!
Chuzheng asked him: "Where, I'll get it for you." Why am I so good, hey.
"… "
Don't treat yourself like an outsider.
People outside have no intention of leaving at all, so it's not a problem to waste so much, Sang Yu can only ask Chuzheng to help him get the clothes.
There are not many clothes in the closet, and they are arranged neatly here. Chuzheng picked up a set of clothes.
Sang Yu finally changed his clothes and came out, his hair was still dripping with water, but he couldn't care about it at this time.
"Why did you come so early?"
Chuzheng replied seriously: "Go to bed early and get up early."
"… "
Sang Yu immediately turned off the computer. He turned around and wanted to speak, but his shoulder was suddenly pushed, and he sat directly on the chair.
She turned half a circle with the chair, and the girl's face was magnified in front of her. Sang Yu instantly forgot to breathe and stared at her blankly.
Chuzheng supported the armrest of the chair with her left hand, and touched Sang Yu's wet hair with her right hand.
When Sang Yuxin mentioned her throat, some random thoughts flashed in her mind, and there seemed to be ambiguous factors in the air.
Then he heard a sentence: "Where is the blower?"
Sang Yu: "..."
"no."
Chuzheng loosened the armrest of the chair and stood up straight. Sang Yu felt the air was flowing, but her heartbeat couldn't calm down for a long time.
He watched Chuzheng leave, found a dry towel from somewhere, and covered it with Sang Yu's doubtful gaze.
Sang Yu: "..."
Chuzheng rubbing her hair was like rubbing a ball, and Sang Yu was rubbed into doubt about her life.
Sang Yu's head was shaken, he hurriedly said, "I can do it myself..."
"do not move!"
The girl's tone was fierce, and she didn't let Sang Yu do it herself.
Sang Yu: "..."
Sang Yu is now a little doubtful whether he is dreaming, this scene... it seems a little weird.
But Sang Yu was in a trance and felt that this scene was enviable.
like people who have been together for a long time...
In a flash, Sang Yu pressed the thought back, what was he thinking about.
Chuzheng touched her hair and felt that it was almost the same, so she let him go. When Sang Yu was relieved, the girl suddenly turned off the chair and rested her hands on the armrests of the chair naturally.
Sang Yu: "!!!"
Chuzheng didn't do anything, just asked him seriously, "What do you want for breakfast?"
Sang Yu wanted to tell her to stand up and talk, but when he met Chuzheng's gaze, his words changed their taste: "Milk and bread."
Chuzheng nodded: "Pack up and go out to eat later."
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It wasn't until Sang Yu walked out of the studio, locked the door, and caught the sunlight outside, that she regained her senses in a trance.
Why did he listen to her like that
Chuzheng picked a store and bought him milk and bread.
Sang Yu: "..."
Always feel weird.
After Sang Yu finished breakfast in silence, Chu Zheng asked him where to go to shoot.
"You didn't bring any clothes?"
"Isn't this okay?" Chu Zheng pointed to his clothes.
"..." It's not impossible, it's just that it's too casual.
[Miss, you can wear the original owner's little skirt~] The king's nickname jumped out.
you are dreaming!
[Miss, that little skirt is very expensive, isn't it, and don't you think it's very exciting? 】
Chuzheng: "… "
What strange things have you seen recently, bastard
Stimulate what
It's better to let her die than let her wear that kind of clothes.
[… ] The King of Kings perseveres: [Maybe the good guy likes it? 】
What if he likes it
Do I have to accommodate what he wears? I don't!
【… 】Okay, let’s do a mission. [Main quest: Please buy ten sets of clothes of different styles and colors, suitable for taking pictures, each set of clothes with a price of not less than 30,000 yuan, and a time limit of two hours. 】
Chuzheng: "… "
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