After catching the wrong person, he was entangled by the little wild cat

This is to ask him to wear women's clothes!

Cen Mo took a step back towards the door in a panic, but the others were already prepared and blocked the door in unison. He took a look at this posture, or he should call the police.

Kang Dongjun begged him sincerely: "Xiao Mo, please help me. When this order is successful, I will give you a salary increase! Give you a bonus!"

His last six words directly hooked Cen Mo's soul away.

Kang Dongjun was moved when he saw him: "Before we talked about 3000 yuan a month plus five insurances and one housing fund. If you take this group of photos, I will give you every month..." He gritted his teeth: "I will give you a monthly increase of 500 yuan. !"

The dull hair on Cen Mo's head snapped off with a swipe.

The monthly increase is 3000, which is enough for his daily commuting expenses plus lunch money, so that he can save exactly 4 yuan every month, which is [-] yuan a year, and he will do odd jobs during the holidays. After a year, he can save [-] yuan.

The current house price is 4000 square meters, and he has to buy a house with more than 80 square meters. He saved 20 yuan, and the down payment even has the money for decoration.

20 is five years, after five years he can give...

After calculating this figure, Cen Mo was very happy. Five years is not a long time. Xiao Yu just started working this year, so she should not be in a hurry to get married.

Kang Dongjun saw his eyes flickering: "I'll give you another 3000 yuan as a bonus."

After hearing this, Cen Mo glanced at the women's clothing again, and made a final struggle: "Why don't you find a girl to shoot?"

Kang Dongjun grinned helplessly: "This is what the other party asked for, and what they said they wanted was this kind of feeling. We don't understand. As long as they ask us to arrange it, you can see if it works. No need to work overtime."

Cen Mo's heart has been captured by money, he really gave too much.

do my best.

In fact, these are just two clothes.

Let go of the lower lip with teeth marks: "Okay, I'll shoot!"

Kang Dongjun almost laughed out loud, the 500 million that Shen invested in their company will be fully implemented after this matter is done, and they will be given resources in the future.

Ah - when is the best day for the company to go public?

Kang Dongjun thought happily.

Afterwards, at Cen Mo's request, the people here left first. He looked at the two sets of clothes. The one who took the princess dress should get used to it first.

Take the clothes into the changing room.

On the other side, Kang Dongjun returned to the office: "Mr. Shen, everything has been arranged. Mr. Cen is changing clothes."

As soon as Shen Yi stood up from the chair, and stretched out her hand, Wang Can put an exquisite small box in his hand.

Shen Yi took the box and walked out: "Wait a minute and don't let anyone go in."

Although Kang Dongjun really wanted to make money, that Cen Mo looked honest, and this Boss Shen was dishonest no matter how he looked, and he was afraid that something would happen to him.

"Mr. Shen, this is...that room is not well ventilated and has no air conditioner, so it's not very suitable for exercising." He smiled awkwardly. Although he was worried about offending Shen Yi, he still had to have a conscience.

Shen Yi naturally understood what he meant, and glanced at him: "You think too much."

Only then did Kang Dongjun feel relieved.

Shen Yi walked towards the shooting room. Kang Mengmeng was lazily walking past him with an oil paint plate in one hand and an apple in the other. He glanced at the oil paint plate and stopped him: "Lend me this."

It is said that borrowing is actually similar to robbing.

Without waiting for Kang Mengmeng's answer, she took the oil paint pan and entered the shooting room.

Kang Mengmeng gnawed down an apple in bewilderment, he came too late and did not see Shen Yi, and looked at the others suspiciously: "Who is this?"

Colleague Xiaoding: "Overlord."

"It turned out to be him—" Kang Mengmeng stared at the closed door of the shooting room with great interest, and stuck it on it like a gecko in the next second. After the others looked at it, there were three more geckos behind the door panel .

Just as Shen Yi entered the filming room, Cen Mo in the changing room finally prepared himself mentally and came out. The moment he saw Shen Yi—OO;

Although the women's clothing was prepared by Shen Yi, but seeing Cen Mo put on the skirt with his own eyes, he also—OO;

Good to see beyond his imagination.

Cen Mo is very white, so white that it is almost indistinguishable from the white cake skirt. The only color is the chest area, where a thin layer of white gauze is pressed on it, revealing powder.

It's not so much a slit, it's actually two narrow pieces of gauze stretched on the left and right sides until they reach the waist, where they overlap slightly.

Shen Yi's gaze wandered over Cen Mo's body unceremoniously. Although he was very thin, he wasn't skinny, but he didn't have any muscles either.

That kind of thinness is like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.

Before he could see enough, before he had time to look at his legs, Cen Mo ran back to the changing room, but the so-called changing room was tightly blocked by a curtain.

The skirt of the cake skirt is still exposed.

Cen Mo's head was dizzy, he leaned on the wall with one hand to support his unsteady body, and clutched the curtain tightly with the other hand: "You, why are you here?"

Shen Yi put the things in his hands on the table, and asked back, "Why are you here?"

"I work here."

"Me too."

Shen Yi had already typed up the draft of lying: "You are wearing our company's dress, so are you the model they hired?"

Upon hearing this, Cen Mo stuck his head out a little bit, and stopped after revealing his eyes. The black curtain pressed against the bridge of his nose, like a small animal.

Staring at Shen Yi: "Your company's skirt?"

Shen Yi picked up the black cheongsam: "Yeah, this is a new style launched by our company. I'm very anxious. Although I didn't expect it to be you, but one thing is another thing. Come out after you change your clothes. I still need to make the final decoration, hurry up and take the photos."

He was serious, and what he said seemed to be true.

Cen Mo was fooled by his appearance and believed it. Seeing that there was still a slight blue color on the bridge of his nose, he really hit him on the bridge of the nose again that night.

Shen suggested that he hadn't come out yet: "Why didn't you come out? What's wrong with the clothes?"

Cen Mo shook his head.

"Then hurry up and try to get the photos out today." Shen Yi's serious look made Cen Mo dare not waste his time for fear of affecting his work.

Resigned to fate, he lowered the curtain and walked out with his head down.

Shen Yi got a chance to continue admiring it. The front of the cake skirt only reached her knees, and her two straight and well-proportioned calves were very smooth, without a single hair.

It must not have been scratched in such a short period of time, he is quite delicate.

He patted the table: "Come here, turn your back to me."

Cen Mo took a deep breath, and in the few steps he walked, his person changed from milky white to cherry blossom pink. He stood with his hands on the table and his back facing Shen Yi. The back design of this dress was the same as the front.

He lowered his head, and his bony spine was particularly obvious, full of fragility that made bad-hearted people want to bully and bully him.

Shen Yi's gradually warming eyes are patrolling Cen Mo's back. The shoulder blades that look like butterflies about to flap their wings, the exaggerated waist that can be grasped by one hand, and the layers of gauze covered the round buttocks that hang down all the time. to the ground.

Finally, his gaze stopped at the thin and dense tail of hair. The neat black hair tail pressed against his fair neck, causing his Adam's apple to roll down silently.

Cen Mo waited for a long time and saw no movement from him, so he held back his shyness: "What's wrong?"

Only then did Shen Yi come back to his senses: "It's okay."

Opening the small box, there were plump and round pearls inside. Cen Mo glanced at it, and saw Shen Yi's slender fingers clamping a pearl together.

He didn't know where these pearls were going, but they were definitely going to him, the hand holding the table was clenched even tighter, the thin blood vessels were very obvious under the thin skin.

Shen Yi put some glue on the pearl, looked at Cen Mo's neck, and raised her hand to press the pearl onto the most obvious bone of the neck.

The pearl was so small that it was in the center of his fingertips, so that the rest of the fingertips directly touched Cen Mo's skin. It was as creamy as the jelly he ate when he was a child, or the cream on the cake.

It was as if his fingers had been soaked in a glass of warm milk.

Seeing Cen Mo tremble, goosebumps appeared all over his body. This kind of weak posture made Shen Yi, who has always liked the obedient and docile, feel a little worried.

I felt that my fingertips were a little hot.

Picking up the second pearl, Cen Mo has turned into carmine, and even the skirt on his body seems to have turned into a light pink.

One by one, pearls appeared on Cen Mo's spine with random distances.

It made him seem to be shining and full of extravagance.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Yi took the last one, his eyes were lowered, the clothes on the back waist were sunken, and even a little butt was exposed. He looked at a red birthmark on the other side, but only a little bit was exposed. .

Although he was curious in his heart, he was not in a hurry, he would have a chance to see it when he got the next clothes.

After pressing the last pearl on the birthmark, Cen Mo felt his whole body go stiff. He purposely pressed harder on the pearl. Looking at Cen Mo's ears that were bleeding red, he smiled maliciously.

What a fool.

He suddenly wondered if he was fooled by Bai Chenqiu.

When he took his hand away, his fingertips deliberately scratched on Cen Mo's skin, and the other party was shocked again.

As if he had never had any experience, a little bit of teasing would respond.

Don't these two people?

Shen Yi shook his head, he didn't believe it.

The main event begins below.

Shen Yi: "Lie down on the table."

Cen Mo finally couldn't help turning his head back, Shen Yi was startled when he saw his appearance, those eyes that always seemed to have a deep hatred for him became watery like that night.

With a little anger and aggrieved: "What else?"

Bit down the lower lip little by little.

Even the small mole on the tip of the nose is more obvious.

At that moment, Shen Yi almost wanted to stop and be a good person, but he held back, a good person can do it anytime, and he can do it to anyone, but definitely not to a person who has cuckolded himself!

"Work."

He picked up the oil paint plate: "After lying down, your back muscles and lines will stretch, so that you can draw a good work."

He chuckled lightly, raised his eyebrows, took a step forward, and put his foot between Cen Mo's: "What are you thinking?"

Cen Mo bit down his lower lip again, Shen Yi, who was close at hand, even brushed against him forcefully with his breath, engulfing him.

How could Cen Mo bear this, he quickly turned his head back: "I didn't think about anything!"

Intentionally let the voice be angry: "Go to work."

The table was a bit short, so he could only spread his feet apart a little bit if he wanted to get on it, and after getting down, he lay down a little bit stiffly.

The clothes on his body are very thin and few, almost lying directly on the hardwood table.

A little cool.

Shen Yi looked at the scene in front of him, his Adam's apple rolled silently again, and suddenly realized that this is from behind...

Suddenly something popped into my mind.

He shook his head to throw those things out, dipped his fingers into the oil paint tray to dip some paint, and after glancing at Cen Mo, he pressed his fingers on his thin shoulder blades.

Cen Mo closed his eyes, his brain had stopped functioning.

The paint was pushed away under Shen Yi's fingers, gradually reduced, and remained on Cen Mo's skin.

The author says:

Shen Peacock: I'm just doing art;

Cen Kitty: I'm just working