Don't!I'll take revenge first [Quick Transmigration]

Chen Fangyun has been placed in Bei's private hospital during the recovery period, and three meals a day are provided by the hospital.

The dishes are always very light. Chen Fangyun felt a little unbearable after eating for a few days, and asked the nurse to change his daily recipe.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, this is what Mr. Bei ordered. This will help your wound heal and reduce the possibility of scarring."

The attitude of the nurse lady is very firm.

Chen Fangyun curled his lips, when did he become so delicate, he can't even have a scar?

After a week of retirement life in the hospital, Chen Fangyun was finally released, and was taken all the way to the studio by Bei Chengjun's people.

The studio was a bit deserted with few people. Chen Fangyun was brought here without seeing the contract and signing it. Looking at the scattered people in the venue, he asked suspiciously: "This... What kind of photo are you going to take?"

The photographer stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, everything will become very simple when you find the feeling."

This photographer is only named under Morningstar, and he has also opened his own studio. He is a royal photographer for a luxury company and is very famous in the industry.

Such a face appeared in Chen Fangyun's previous memory. Yuanchen also had the idea of ​​cooperating with this photographer when he was a model, but in the end he still didn't wait for that day.

Tsk, Bei Chengjun is quite authentic.The doubts in Chen Fangyun's heart were resolved so easily.

When Chen Fangyun saw the clothes prepared for him, he suddenly understood why there were so few people in the studio. To wear this kind of clothes, the scene should have been cleared.

The first piece of clothing is a set of pale yellow silk short gowns, the length of which is just above Chen Fangyun's knees. The short gowns are hung on the body by the ribbon tied around the neck, and a large piece of skin on the back is exposed to the air.The scabbed wound on his calf was used as a feather stem, and the makeup artist traced a long bright red feather on his leg.

Chen Fangyun's eyebrows were glued with tiny white feathers, and the hair was fixed a lot.

Walking into the studio with bare feet, Chen Fangyun stood in front of a pile of feathers and was dumbfounded. Is he going to get into the pile of feathers?

"Lie in."

"Ah?" Chen Fangyun is still out of the situation, can he be found after lying down?

However, Chen Fangyun's look back seemed to hit the photographer's point, and the photographer suddenly shouted "Don't move!" and successfully made Chen Fangyun freeze there. After a few seconds, the photographer nodded with satisfaction.

"Not bad."

It turned out that there was something under the pile of feathers, a slightly thick cushion wrapped in a pure white sheet, hidden in the pile of feathers and difficult to find.

Chen Fangyun lay in a pile of feathers, scooped up a handful of feathers and sprinkled them on his body, and secretly exerted force on his spine to form a stretched and natural posture.

During the whole shooting process, the cameraman always devoted himself to excavating the most ignorant and innocent part of Chen Fangyun, perhaps because these white feathers were too holy under the light, which made the cameraman think that Chen Fangyun should give people the feeling of innocence Clean.

This process made Chen Fangyun feel a little unnatural at first, but when he gradually discovered that the cameraman always asked him to repeat those perfunctory movements and expressions over and over again, he knew that he could not escape.

Since you can't escape, let's end it quickly.

Chen Fangyun put one hand on the top of his head, and gently pulled the strap around his neck with the other hand, slightly turning sideways to reveal a small piece of skin on his back.The eyes are blurred, moving slowly up from below until finally pointing at the camera.

Through the lens, the cameraman felt that Chen Fangyun was staring at him, the eyes were very cold, cold and without warmth, combined with the pure white and flawless feathers under Chen Fangyun's body and his movements, it made people think a lot.

The expression on his face was cold, but Chen Fangyun's toes were very naughty, hooking the white feathers on his fingertips.At the same time, the robe on his body became a little wrinkled, and it was so long that it could cover the bottom of Chen Fangyun's thighs.

The flashes kept flashing, and the cameraman's series of "good", "baby", "hands up" and "very good" showed that he was very satisfied with Chen Fangyun's current state.Chen Fangyun's performance greatly exceeded the cameraman's expectations.

Bei Chengjun picked up the water glass at hand and took a sip of water. Two 50-inch display screens hung on the wall in front of him.One is the real-time progress in the studio, and the other is the photos taken by the cameraman flashing one by one.

When the photographer asked Chen Fangyun to rest, Chen Fangyun blinked playfully and blew a kiss to the camera, then got up and walked out of the studio.

Bei Chengjun paused with the cup on his lips, watching Chen Fangyun walking barefoot out of the place covered by the camera, Bei Chengjun slowly put down the water cup.

"Tell him to change clothes, don't stop." Bei Chengjun felt that his voice was a little hoarse.

This proposal was exactly what the cameraman wanted. Not long after Chen Fangyun sat down, he was pushed by the camera assistant to change clothes.

A pair of fishnet half-sleeves and ripped jeans, Chen Fangyun was lost in thought in the mirror. Could he be taking a cover of a women's magazine?The style of painting is not just a little bit strange, the feeling of wanting to show off is very subtle.

The feathers in the studio have been cleaned and replaced by scattered rose petals.

Chen Fangyun picked up a rose on the ground, removed the petals one by one, arranged them neatly along the central axis of his lower abdomen, and even the T-shirt was crumpled into a ball by him.The loose jeans are only stuck in the crotch, and Chen Fangyun's lower abdomen can be seen at a glance.

Crush the rose petals in his hand, and the juice of the rose just dripped on Chen Fangyun's navel, then went upwards, and finally was applied by Chen Fangyun on his lips.He looked at the camera and smiled.

Bei Chengjun's chair fell to the ground, and the screen was still on the close-up of Chen Fangyun's abdomen, with a drop of tender juice scooping up from his small navel.

In the end, Bei Chengjun couldn't hold back, and walked out of the room into the studio.

Seeing Bei Chengjun and Chen Fangyun was very surprised, after taking the last photo, he walked to Bei Chengjun's side.

"How did you come?"

"Let's see how your work is progressing."

"Oh, but which magazine is this shooting for?"

Bei Chengjun stared at Chen Fangyun for a few moments and said, "You don't need to know this."

"Oh." Chen Fangyun tugged at the corner of Bei Chengjun's clothes, and looked at him with bright eyes.

Bei Chengjun raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

"Cold knees."

The jeans Chen Fangyun was wearing were ripped, and the air conditioner was not turned on in the room. The room temperature was less than [-] degrees, so it was normal to be cold.

Bei Chengjun found that Chen Fangyun was very good at choosing the size of the conversation with him, which would not make him angry, but also happened to make him a little hard to refuse.

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