miss [rebirth]

Fang Zhi's palms felt hot, a temperature rarely seen on weekdays.

She held it firmly, Chen Nian's small piece of skin felt as if it had been scorched by an iron, and it became hotter than Fang Zhi's in a short while.

The two hurriedly stepped on the stairs, making rhythmic sounds.

Chen Nian was dragged into the room by Fang Zhi, into the room he had carefully arranged.

"Wow." Fang Zhi let out a heartfelt exclamation after entering the door, "It's so beautiful."

It's beautiful,? All the items that don't fit in the scene have been removed by her,? The color is adjusted to the most suitable,? A few key corners are richly decorated and very stylish.

The main color of the bed is fresh and pure, with creamy white sheets, pillows with fine patterns, and feathers floating around, making the sleeping place really like a light dream, soft and precarious.

Fang Zhi let go of Chen Nian. In front of her, she didn't dodge at all. She just took off her coat, threw off her slippers, and jumped onto the bed.

The feathers fluttered gently with her movements, Fang Zhi's white gauze skirt was layered on top of each other, but it was thin and soft in the critical position, and the texture of the skin could almost be seen.

"It's so comfortable." Fang Zhi raised her head and said to her. The girl's straightforward sensory expression, clean eyes, and flamboyant body movements? It's a beautiful picture that makes people want to move.

Chen Nian looked away, turned around and turned on the headlight behind him: "This scene is matched with this light, which focuses on lightness, and the whole atmosphere is relatively flat, so the movements and expressions should be in a natural and clear style."

Fang Zhi straightened up, knelt on the bed, grabbed the corner of the pillow with one hand, as if greeting someone just woke up: "Is this natural?"

Chen Nian didn't look at her at all, and went to the side to get the camera: "Wait a minute."

Fang Zhi relaxed her body and stared blankly at her.

Chen Nian fiddled with the camera and lens for a while, and turned around when the impatience brought up by Fang Zhi subsided.

"Okay." She raised the camera, closed her eyes, and started working, "Look this way."

Fang Zhi looked over with a bright smile.

Magazine portraits often use fixed focus, and a good fixed focus lens will fill the narrow frame with the beauty of the characters.

Fang Zhi’s facial features can still be seen in the camera. When she smiles, she will have the beauty of clouds and rain. It’s just that on weekdays. Now the bottom of the camera is stuck on her chest, and the curvature is faint.

If now, it looks very unsightly.

Chen Nian hid behind the camera and said, "Stop laughing."

Fang Zhi withdrew her smile and was stunned for a moment.

Chen Nian thought it was good to stay.

But she only clicked the shutter once, and Fang Zhi lay back on her back, propped her palms on the bed, shrugged her shoulders slightly, raised her chin, her eyes were indifferent and confused.

It's classy, ​​it's... seductive.

Chen Nian: "Change your expression."

Next, Fang Zhi changed several types, but she is an experienced genius. No matter what angle or posture, she can find the state that best captures the camera, even through the thickest lens, They could easily break through Chen Nian's defenses.

Chen Nian put down the camera, but she didn't take a few photos.

She felt frustrated, and her expression fell like this. Fang Zhi met her gaze, paused, and asked her, "Are you okay?"

Chen Nian shook his head.

Where is not good, is great.

It's really good, it's good enough for Fang Zhizhu to give some of it to the audience.When Fang Zhizhu took out the other part, secretly, privately, with all his strength, without defense, it was so good that people... couldn't control themselves and wanted to possess it.

It's so touching, Chen Nian doesn't think it's just his own preference, everyone in the world will definitely love her.

And Chen Nian, with his finger on the shutter, didn't want to take this complete Fang Zhizhu out of this room and into the world at all.

She is so selfish.

She really wanted to hide her, to hide in this room, never to be in contact with anyone again, and never to be hurt again.

"I think," Chen Nian's fingertips moved, "this dress is not good."

"Oh." Fang Zhi stood up and got off the bed, pulled out the other two from the bag, "Then I'll change one."

Chen Nian pointed to the bathroom: "Go inside and change."

Fang Zhi glanced at her, took the clothes and went to the bathroom.

The reason why I didn't wear the two pieces in my hand was because there were fewer pieces than the one on my body.

A very short tight vest, a black lace skirt with the entire shoulders exposed, and the ribbons on the socks are so complicated that people don't know how to tie them.

It was clothes that she wouldn't wear in any situation on weekdays, and it was clothes that she would feel shy even if she wore it for herself at home.

Fang Zhi stared at the clothes in her hand, then raised her head to stare at herself in the mirror.

She could feel something wrong with Chen Nian,

From her facial expressions (more novels plus group 712273271), she could see that she was inexplicably disheartened, which was a sign that the filming might stop at any time.

She didn't have time to go step by step, so she could only seize the time to dose strong medicine.

She had to know if there was that kind of feeling between her and Chen Nian.

Just like Doudou and her girlfriend, when they look at each other, there is a clear attraction and longing, an atmosphere of unstoppable desire, and an irrational impulse.

Just as she was sure that she and Chen Nian had a dependable and reliable family relationship, and a completely intimate and honest friendship, she had to make sure that there was... a spark of love between them.

She already knew that she wanted everything for Chen Nian.

Even if she thinks it's not such a love, she still wants it.

Only when they have everything and can give everything away, can they completely belong to each other and not be attracted by anyone with any novel feelings, isn't it?

Fang Zhi knows that she looks like a lunatic, but only about Chen Nian can make her lose her mind and look like a lunatic.

She didn't want to control her madness. If she had to blame it, it would be Chen Nian who appeared in front of her 11 years ago and cried for a long time like a madman.

Those were the most tears she had ever seen, silent tears.

They are as precious as the most steadfast shelters in the world. Once Fang Zhi lives in them, he will never look down on other feelings.

Fang Zhi put down the little vest, and it took almost 10 minutes to put on that set of clothes, which couldn't be called clothes.

The waist was tightly wrapped, so thin that it was almost fragile.

The design of the skirt is too short and too upturned, so the curvature of the hips is raised.

The legs are even more beautiful.

I don't feel it when I wear shorts on weekdays, but the soft strangle marks are more and more lustrous and full, making people want to reach out and press them.

Fang Zhi looked down at herself, her heart started beating again and again with an abnormal frequency.

When facing Chen Nian, the strange feeling that she had had several years ago snaked up, and soon restrained all the cells in her body to shrink.

Fang Zhi closed her eyes and clenched her fingers tightly.

She didn't expect that simply changing clothes, just showing Chen Nian a dress, would have confirmed the answer for her.

She doesn't know if Chen Nian loves her, but she loves Chen Nian

Read it.

Yes, and strong.

It was as turbulent as sea water, and when a wave hit, it would drown her breath.

Fang Zhi recovered for a long time, so long that she suspected that Chen Nian had left the room.

There was no sound outside at all, and Chen Nian was not worried about why it took her so long to change clothes, nor was she worried about their filming progress, she seemed to disappear.

Fang Zhi's heart rose slightly, she twisted the handle suddenly, and walked out of the bathroom.

Chen Nian didn't disappear, Chen Nian was still there.

She didn't even change her standing posture and position, she was stunned, leaving her with a tall and straight back.

Fang Zhi took a deep breath silently, and put on the state of acting.

She smiled and said, "This dress is so difficult to wear. I hope I can take good-looking photos. It's worth taking me so long."

Chen Nian turned his head.

Fang Zhi imagined that he must look directly into her eyes, to see her look at her for the first time, but his heart was beating too fast, his limbs couldn't help himself, and he glanced to the side, unable to look at each other at all.

Mouth also looked for words on its own: "Where is this body suitable for shooting, I think the sofa is more suitable, dark green and deep red, very retro..."

"Take it off." Chen Nian said suddenly.

Fang Zhi was stunned.

"It doesn't fit anywhere." Chen Nian's tone was cold and firm, as if he was directing her to work, "The clothes I prepared for you are on the shelf next to the bathtub, and you can wear them casually."

Fang Zhi was finally able to focus on Chen Nian.

And Chen Nian has lowered his gaze, fiddling with the camera in his hand.

Fang Zhi didn't move, and Chen Nian added: "You can wear this kind of clothes for fun, but you can't take pictures, it's too vulgar."

It's too... vulgar...

No one has ever said this about Fang Zhi's aesthetics.

No matter how fashionable the designer is, no one in the high-end circle has said this to Fang Zhi.

She is the kind of talented actor who can put on a dishcloth to take pictures. She has a beautiful face that everyone praises when she sees her, and a nearly perfect body.

She prepared meticulously, her heart almost jumped into her throat, but Chen Nian lightly commented: It's too vulgar.

Fang Zhi couldn't describe her feeling, it was like a pot of water being poured from the fire, it was buzzing, and she still wanted to sing the song of failure in her head.

she feels ashamed

Ashamed and angry at the same time, Chen Nian was still fiddling with the camera, and he didn't know what to press on those few buttons, pressing them back and forth.

Fang Zhi strode over, grabbed the camera in her hand, and forced her to look up at her.

Chen Nian met her gaze, Fang Zhi pointed at himself, and when he got angry, his voice was as cold as white water just taken out of the refrigerator: "Is it vulgar? How is it vulgar?"

Chen Nian's lips moved slightly, but he didn't answer.

Fang Zhi nodded, she turned and walked out: "Okay, I understand, you didn't want to take pictures in the first place, but I have been forcing you..."

She couldn't finish the angry words, and couldn't get out of the room, Chen Nian was faster than her, and suddenly jumped in front of her, blocking her way.

"Change your clothes." Chen Nian said.

Fang Zhi really hated the word clothes, she raised her hand to call Chen Nian, but Chen Nian grabbed his arm.

When Chen Nian was pushing hard, it was really hard to resist.

Fang Zhi frowned, her heart was chilly, but her face was hot.

Chen Nian looked at her, and finally gave her the answer: "The kind of vulgarity that cannot be shown to others, the kind that easily arouses human worldly desires."

"I understand the feeling you want, the theme you want to interpret, so as a photographer, I can't let these go astray."

"I don't want to take pictures of you, you know, I like taking pictures of you the most. I have been preparing for this shoot for a long time, and I have been procrastinating because... I am a little embarrassed."

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Chen Nian confessed sincerely, "I used words too casually just now, you are not vulgar, but I am vulgar."

She pointed to her eyes, and smiled to ease the atmosphere: "Chen Niannian, a common man, is too dirty, what are you thinking in your head..."

Fang Zhi smiled "poof".

She knew that the way she started laughing two seconds after she was not angry was a bit exaggerated, as naive as a child, but she couldn't control her sudden mood swing and the corners of her mouth crazily raised.

How could Chen Nian do this, throwing her into the icy sea and putting her on the scorching fire.

What's going on in your head, you can think anything in your head.

Fang Zhi is not afraid of those dirty fantasies, she is afraid that she will think about it, but Chen Nian never thinks about it.

His face was so hot that it was about to explode, Fang Zhi pulled out his arm, out of Chen Nian's control.

"No more pictures." She said, "I'm hungry."