I am as old as you.
Or you are as old as I am.
On the development after the rise of adolescent sexual consciousness.
Cut off the evil thoughts in my heart.
study hard, improve every day.
Ask whether long-term abstinence affects physical development.
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Close/open the barrage.
closure.
"How old do you think it is?" Jiang Cheng looked at Gu Fei.
"Where?" Gu Fei lowered his eyes and glanced under him, "It's almost like me."
"You converge a little bit." Jiang Cheng sighed.
Gu Fei smiled and took two steps back, then turned back to the front of the urinal, and opened the zipper: "Are you together?"
"It's not that I said," Jiang Cheng stood side by side with him, and the two of them faced the wall together, "You used to photograph so many handsome men and beauties..."
"No." Gu Fei replied immediately.
"Nothing, do you want to say that you are shooting a lotus root album." Jiang Cheng said.
"I didn't take pictures of other people..." Gu flew a glance at the toilet door, "It's too hard."
"Fuck, why don't I believe me so much? Just shoot me and shoot once..." Jiang Cheng also glanced over there, "It has to be hard once, because this skill must belong to the flag when you squeeze a little on the bus. It's a file."
Gu Fei smiled at the wall for a long time: "I am not that kind of person. I need specific goals, such as my boyfriend."
"You call it louder again," Jiang Cheng finished urinating and closed the zipper and looked at him obliquely. "Did you have a problem with your prostate? You didn't come out after standing for a long time."
"I didn't come to pee originally," Gu Fei said.
"... I can't continue the conversation with you." Jiang Cheng turned on the faucet and washed his hands.
"Don't wait for me, you have to change your makeup, go get ready." Gu Fei said.
"I didn't say to wait for you." Jiang Cheng looked at him, turned around and walked out of the toilet.
When Gu Fei walked out of the toilet, he reminded himself in the mirror that he was at work now. There must be a limit to shameless things, or it would not affect the speed of making money.
Jiang Cheng half leaned back on the chair, let the makeup artist toss on his face, and said weakly: "Don't you just change the lipstick, why do you have to re-make your eyes..."
"Different feelings of course require different makeup." The makeup artist explained with a smile.
"Ah..." Jiang Cheng sighed.
Gu Fei adjusted the light source and stood beside Jiang Cheng with the camera.
"I'll slap you again." Jiang Cheng said with his eyes closed.
"Huh?" Gu Fei looked at him from the camera, "You actually know that I am here?"
"Nonsense, a little wind blew by." Jiang Cheng said.
"Remember yesterday, that summer, the moment when the breeze passed..." Gu Fei sang and pressed the shutter.
Jiang Cheng sighed.
"I didn't photograph you," Gu Fei said, "I photographed Nini."
"Nini?" Jiang Cheng opened his eyes.
"Me," the makeup artist smiled, "he sometimes takes some work photos for me, and I post them on Moments."
"Why don't you shoot me?" Jiang Cheng opened, looking at Gu Fei.
"...Coming." Gu Fei pressed the shutter at him again.
The second set of lipstick is Zhenghong. Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked at his glasses before taking the shot, and was stunned again: "God, what the hell is this?"
"This color number is our latest," the designer smiled, "cold and sexy, and some charm."
"It's not that I said," Jiang Cheng sighed. "The concepts you are talking about are still copywriting, so I didn't intend to let people understand them.
Several people laughed, Nini pointed to Gu Fei: "He understands."
"Do you understand?" Jiang Cheng looked at him.
"I can almost guess it," Gu Fei raised the camera to face him, "Face to the right... The right side needs to be lighted up..."
Nini immediately went over and adjusted the light source.
"Look at me, don't look at the camera," Gu Fei said. "Place your fingers near your chin and find a position that is comfortable for you."
"Well," Jiang Cheng replied, his face tilted to the left, "Where do you look?"
Gu Fei lowered his voice: "Look at your tooth print."
Jiang Cheng was stunned, then smiled at the corner of his mouth, glanced at his collarbone, and Gu Fei quickly pressed the shutter.
Jiang Cheng's face and facial lines are especially suitable for contrasting light and shadow, clear and three-dimensional, yet soft, the red in the strong black and white is particularly eye-catching and has a sense of mystery.
The fingers are also very beautiful. Jiang Cheng's fingers found a suitable posture near his chin and mouth according to his requirements, but Gu Fei did not wait for him to take the final position before taking the picture. The fingers moved, the fingers approached, and the fingers moved away. Keep pressing the shutter.
"Let's mess up the lipstick." The designer said after a shot.
"Why... Wipe?" Jiang Cheng didn't understand.
"Just press your finger on your lips," the designer demonstrated on his mouth, "pull down or sideways..."
Jiang Cheng looked at her. After a few seconds, he started to laugh. After laughing for a long time, he couldn't stop. Gu Fei pressed the shutter again.
"Don't laugh," the designer made him laugh, "do you know what that means? Don't be the second stupid brother like me."
"Understood," Jiang Yan nodded with a smile, "In fact, you are not too stupid."
"Can I deduct your fee?" the designer said.
"Don't," Jiang Cheng said, "you are beautiful."
Cheng Jiang understood what the designer meant. In fact, this is not a particularly creative picture, but half of the photos that want to show personality will use lipstick that is messy.
However, when Jiang Cheng used his index finger to gently pull down on his lower lip, Gu Fei still felt that Jiang Cheng in the lens was completely different from those coquettish bastards. To be honest, he didn't have the charm that the designer wanted. On the contrary, it was wild.
Jiang Cheng's natural temperament, no matter what kind of dress, what kind of makeup can not be suppressed, the chaotic scarlet is still arrogant, the eyes are still unruly.
"Wipe it with the back of your hand again." The designer said, although the voice was different from what she wanted, she was still satisfied.
"The back of the hand?" Jiang Cheng looked at the back of his hand, hesitated, raised his hand and wiped it on his mouth.
Gu Fei felt that Jiang Cheng's inspiration for this action was probably because the rough guy didn't wipe his mouth with a paper after eating, but the few pictures captured with his hands were still unexpectedly handsome. (End of this chapter)