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"Okay, Mr. Du looks at me, Mr. Xin leans closer, hey, yes, that's it, just smile, okay, very good."

"Mr. Xin looked down at the flowers, Mr. Du kissed his forehead, enjoyed it a little bit, made it warmer, Mr. Xin smiled, hey, okay, don't move, here's another one."

"Come on, change the group, Duo Duo, take the two of you to change the national style."

"Oh, I'm so tired, my husband, my legs are sore." In the dressing room, in a small space, Xin Yu lay on Zixin's shoulders and didn't want to change clothes. His eyes knew what he was about to do.

"Husband will help you change it, please sit still."

"Well, my husband, my mouth is dry." Xin Yu pouted and demanded a kiss from him. Zixin naturally knew how to let him fail, so she moistened her lips and moved them together.

"Um~um..."

"Shh! Keep your voice down, it's not good for people to hear you." Zi Xin couldn't help laughing at his cunt, and wiped away the excess saliva from the corner of his mouth.

"But, but I couldn't help it, I just wanted to scream." Xin Yu had already stretched his hand in, grasping the key point of Zixin, and stroking it.

"You bastard, think about making a fool of yourself for a while, don't you? Quickly take your hand out, and my husband will bear it too. Don't worry, this set will be over after the filming. We'll do it when we get home. I promise to fuck you to death." Zi Xin He pinched his nose and shook it.

"But I... I... bleed out..." The hand that pulled Zixin went into the underwear, where it was really wet, and the hard-stick-stick could stab people to death, every movement Seeking comfort and release.

"You goblin, you don't let your husband worry about it outside, you just know it, wait."

"Why are you going?"

"Tell the photographer that we won't be shooting anymore, let's go home and take nude photos."

"No, I want to shoot. I like these series very much. I want to keep it. If you can't get married, you can watch this."

As he spoke, he lowered his head sadly, and wiped the sticky stuff on his underwear. At this time, he didn't want to roll around, and he didn't care about whether it was dirty or not. Anyway, it was the things of the two of them, and it was easy to eat. After eating, do you still care about carrying it with you?

When I look at the photos when I am old, I can close my eyes in comfort.

"Baby..." Zi Xin went to hug Xin Yu, feeling distressed, and helped him tuck the underwear around his waist.

"You two have really good figures, and you can look so stylish in everything you wear." The two walked out of the dressing room, and the photographer praised them enviously, with imperceptible loneliness in the corners of their eyes.

"Hehe, thank you, are we standing here?" Zixin responded politely. I have to say that this ethnic costume shows Xin Yu's other style, which is very charming.

The photographer was stunned for a few seconds before regaining his senses, "Oh, yes, just stand here, Duo Duo, go over and brush Mr. Xin's hair, a strand of hair fell loose."

The little girl named Duoduo went over to fix her hair shyly, and Zixin came over to talk to the photographer, "Is this studio yours?"

"Oh no, my friend opened it, I'm just here to help."

Help, Zixin seems to know something, maybe he was infected by Xin Yu, and now his Kedar is getting more and more sensitive, and he always feels that this photographer has some kind of story.

"Isn't it gone after shooting this? My family is a little tired, ha ha." Zi Xin turned to look at Xin Yu, who was putting on her makeup like a bride.

"No, this last set, you guys... are so kind, so loving, and enviable."

From the expression on the photographer's face, Zixin is more sure of what she thinks in her heart. This is definitely a hard-working person who cannot be loved.

So he patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, "You will have it too."

The photographer smiled and expressed his thanks.

After the last group was filmed, Zixin saw that Xin Yu was indeed a bit tired. After a whole night of tossing, he came here again early in the morning, and stood here for another day without stopping. Not to mention him, even his legs were a little sore. up.

After checking out at the front desk, a photographer surnamed Wang came over with a man, saying he was the boss here.

The man does not seem to be engaged in this, but rather like an elite in the workplace, with a suit and tie, a meticulous hairstyle, a spotless white-collar worker, elegant conversation, and a virtuous manner. Looking at the photographer's eyes on him, the relationship between the two is obvious.

"Hello, I am the boss here. My surname is Zhang. I heard from our photographer that you are a same-sex-love-couple. It is really an honor to serve you, because you are the first couple in our shop, so , this order will be waived, and it will be a wedding gift for you. If the two of you are willing, can you give a sample of our store's signature, so that more same-sex couples have the courage to step in like you, Keep a memory of your own life."

Zixin looked at Xin Yu, he didn't care, he had no relatives or reasons, but Xin Yu...

Xin Yu saw that Zixin was asking for his opinion. He had long since ignored these things, and Zixin had always been looking forward and backward. Now, although Zixin said that the person who proposed marriage was not her, but such photos were taken, why should I say so clearly? , even if there is no marriage proposal, nothing, as long as this person is always by his side, then he is satisfied.

"It's okay, just choose one for them."

"Have you really decided?" Zixin reconfirmed.

"Well, it's good to be a model again, it fulfilled my modeling dream."

"No regrets?"

"Oh, it's fine if you don't regret it. Boss, we agree. It's nothing. Since we dare to come in, we're not afraid to show it to others. Take any one you want." Xin Yu replied generously, Zi Xin was behind Fingers interlocked with him.

The boss smiled, "Thank you for your magnanimity." He turned to the front desk and said, "Let's avoid this order."

Zi Xin and Xin Yu hurried forward to stop it. How much money is a trivial matter. The photographer, makeup artist, and set artist have been busy all day, so they can charge more. If they don't charge it, they feel sorry.

The boss waved his hands to stop him, "You're welcome, don't forget that we also used one of your sample photos, it would be nice if you didn't ask us for the copyright of the portrait, hehe, don't argue, two gentlemen, when the good days come , don’t forget to bring us some wedding candy, and let us feel happy too.”

"No problem, then we're really not welcome." Zixin stepped forward to shake hands with the boss.

"Mr. Du, then wait for my notification and come to choose the film." The photographer also reached out to shake hands and say goodbye to them.

"Okay, sorry for the trouble, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

The photographer saw off the boss at the door. Sitting in the car, Xin Yu was still immersed in joy and didn't pay attention to Zixin's expression. When Zixin was fastening his seat belt, he saw the photographer staring at the boss's side face A bleak look.

Secret love, if you don't move, is a lock that lures you to death.

"Driving, what are you looking at? It can't be... that photographer. I saw that you were having a good time chatting with him when you touched up my makeup." Xin Yu was jealous, and everyone went in. Still staring at something.

Zixin reached out and pulled his hair, which was still stuck to gel.

"Oh, don't mess with me, I'm not a child." Xin Yu knocked off his hand, not very happy.

"Hehe, wife, are you jealous?" He leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

"Fuck off, who is your wife? You called the wrong person." Xin Yu said awkwardly.

"The wedding photos are all taken, not my wife."

"Where did the wedding dress come from? Isn't it just a photo taken casually? It's just defined as your wife. You're so cheap." Could it be that you are your wife after doing it? Hmph, you are so beautiful.

"You're my wife, you've already been both, and you can't admit it." Zi Xin shook his neck vigorously twice.

"Hmph!" Xin Yu turned his face away and ignored him.

Zixin withdrew her hand, "I thought there was something wrong with that photographer and that boss, so I took a second look. You can eat the jealousy that you can't beat, so be careful."

"Yo, you're really amazing. You can see that he's having an affair within a few minutes of meeting you. Why don't you become a detective?"

"Didn't you notice the way he looked at their boss?"

"No, I'm not as caring as you." I've been looking at you all the time, but you are looking at others, a bad guy who never changes, and you still want to make money out of this trap.

Zixin grabbed Xin Yu's hand again, and said with some emotion: "Baby, I suddenly thought of that year, when you turned around in front of me, I couldn't see the look in my eyes at that time, but the feeling in my heart I think it must be the same as this photographer, very sour, very astringent, unbearable, loving someone but not daring to confess to him, suppressing my feelings, hiding everything I think and see, what a torment it is , so it caught my attention."

"When did you become so sensitive?" Xin Yu turned his head to look at him, and Zi Xin's words touched him immediately. Why didn't he suffer like this back then.

"It's not all due to you, no matter how insensitive I am, you're going to run away." Zi Xin reached out and hugged Xin Yu, "Baby, I love you, I will treat you well for the rest of my life, and I won't let you suffer." Even a little bit of grievance will not let you shed a single tear for me."

"I love you too, I love you very much, husband..."

He promised not to let him cry, but Xin Yu was still moved to tears by this sentence.

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