Du Caige asked her with a smile: "Your family is also quite rich, haven't you ever lived in a suite of this level?"

"How is it possible, our family is not very rich, it is estimated that my mother has tens of millions of assets, a small business, where can I afford to live in a suite of this grade." ”

"If your family is called a small business, 90% of the people in the world who do small business will be ashamed of themselves. ”

After the whole room was turned around, Xu Qingya leaned on the windowsill and watched the sunset on the Bund for a while, looked at the red clouds on the horizon, and said with emotion: "I think, the deluxe room I booked last time I went to the north was 1400 rooms, although it is much worse than this room, but it doesn't seem to be a hundred times the difference, right?"

"There are very few people living in this kind of suite. No matter how rich you are, you are in the top 100 of the world's wealth rankings, and you don't necessarily have to go out and live in a suite of this grade. In fact, with their kind of financial resources, these hundreds of thousands or something are just a number to them, and they have no concept at all. But they will feel unnecessary. "Du Caige has dealt with some top rich people, and he has some basic common sense about this.

Hundreds of thousands of dollars are really not money for those people, it is almost like a blank slate.

It's not a question of reluctance at all, but whether it's necessary.

If necessary, for example, in order to make a beautiful woman, or to save face for business partners, even if you charter the presidential suite for a month, you will not blink.

But if it's not necessary, it's too lazy to stay for a night.

On the contrary, some rich second generations, in fact, have not yet reached the level of treating hundreds of thousands of dollars as blank paper, and they are still a little sensitive to price.

But in order to talk about pomp and save face, they like to stay in the presidential suite, even if the price of staying in the presidential suite will make them a little painful.

After watching the sunset for a while, Xu Qingya closed the window and turned on the lights in the room, shining as if it was day, "I'll go change clothes, uncle, prepare the camera." ”

"Good. Xu Qingya disappeared behind the door, and Du Caige began to fiddle with his treasure.

Ah, it's not the baby below, it's the baby SLR.

His medium-format Lycra, the product model, and sequence are different from those on the earth, but it is roughly equivalent to the medium-format Lycra at a price of about 380,000 soft girls on the earth, which belongs to the mid-range series of products.

Of course, because of the different tariffs and the different purchasing power of the currency, it only cost 110,000 Chinese dollars to get it.

It's not a very expensive toy.

It's not as much as the price of a one-night stay in this suite.

Think about it, the set of professional music equipment in his house cost nearly 2 million Chinese dollars before and after.

That's a valuable toy.

When he lowered his head to fiddle with the camera, he didn't hear footsteps, but he heard Xu Qingya's crisp and pleasant voice suddenly sound: "Uncle, are you ready?"

Du Caige glanced up, and immediately reflexively turned his head away and looked away.

But he had a memory of a camera, and that image seemed to be engraved in his mind at a glance.

Xu Qingya was only wearing a light veil, the key parts of her body were not covered in the slightest, she was barefoot, her white skin was smooth, like a fairy or elf who had accidentally fallen into the mortal world, and she was so beautiful that her heart trembled.

The blush on her face, as if she had been smeared by the goddess of spring, was so intoxicating and seductive.

Well, Du Caige felt that his lips were so dry...... The heart is also so restless.

"You...... You ...... this," Du Caige felt that it was not easy to speak.

"Uncle. I want you to take a set of photos for me to commemorate the best time in my body!" Xu Qingya's voice was also a little unnatural.

After a pause, she blushed, and quickly explained: "It's not the kind you took for those women, I don't want that astringent posture." I wanted to shoot beautifully, with body art. People will not be full of sex, but can appreciate the beauty of the human body and the beauty of art. And of course I don't show it to others, I just keep it for myself. ”

"Nowadays, many people will take a set of such beautiful body photos as a souvenir when they are young, and several of my classmates have taken them. Perhaps to relieve the tension, she kept explaining.

"Got it, got it. Du Caige didn't know what to say, so he had to repeat it.

"Uncle...... Can't you shoot it without looking at me?"

Du Caige turned around at this time, but he still didn't dare to look at her directly, and whispered, "This is not suitable, not good." ”

"I'm always going to shoot anyway. Uncle, do you want someone else to take pictures of me? I don't know female photographers, and most of them are men. ”

That's true. The well-known photographer Quan Temo is a man.

"Uncle, you've seen everything you should have seen, why are you pretending to be shy now. ”

"And, uncle, you are a director, will you never make a passion scene when you make movies in the future? Uncle, do you know that you can play the ostrich with a feather on your head. Xu Qingya's mood stabilized a little, and her tone became playful.

Du Caige looked at her at this time, of course, he didn't stare at her in a daze, and he didn't admit defeat on his lips, "Whatever, if you don't mind, then of course I won't mind." ”

"That's right, uncle, you haven't photographed the human body. Xu Qingya said with a smile.

After a pause, she said seriously: "Is this light yarn I chose suitable for taking pictures?

At present, Du Caige can't be completely heartbroken.

But seeing Xu Qingya's serious expression, he also tried his best to look at it with a professional eye, and then nodded: "It's not bad, I have thought of several compositions." ”

"Then I'll leave my body at your mercy, and if you need to change into other clothes, or any props, you can just say it. Uncle, it took me a lot of effort to overcome my shame before I made up my mind to take this set of photos. Please be serious and take a beautiful picture of me! as the perfect birthday present for me!"

Du Caige was infected by her tone, although he didn't say a word, he became serious.

At this time, he can kind of understand how Jack felt when he painted Ruth in "Titanic".

A girl you have a crush on and she has a crush on you appears in front of you naked.

Of course, she doesn't want to seduce you, but wants you to record her most beautiful moments with a paintbrush/camera.

At this time, of course, out of instinct, men will have some ups and downs, and there will be distracting thoughts.

But more than that, I still hope to satisfy this girl's wish and keep her most beautiful appearance with a brush/lens.

However, I still have to fight against my own impulses and desires from time to time, because I will really be ready to move, especially when I see her so beautiful, her body so attractive, her skin so delicate and warm, and so defenseless.

Her blushing face, her rippling eyes, seemed to be sending an invitation.

As long as you take the initiative a little bit, you can get her and enjoy her.

Will just want to rush up, hold her hands, kiss her whole body, then XXXX, then XXXX, then XXXX.

Du Caige's self-control is not bad.

So in the process of fighting against his own impulses, he barely let reason prevail.

He instructed Xu Qingya to strike all kinds of beautiful poses—beautiful rather than seductive—and kept pressing the shutter.

He didn't deliberately expose her or pose in a provocative pose, but with the help of the change of light and shadow, from the most appropriate angle, all the most beautiful moments of her were stored in the SD card.

But as time went on, his willpower became weaker and weaker, and his impulses became more and more violent.

Finally, when directing Xu Qingya to pose once, Du Caige seemed to intentionally and unintentionally slash his hand through the base of her leg.

Xu Qingya shrank like an electric shock, and then boldly looked at Du Caige.

Du Caige knew that he had done something wrong, and he was a little afraid to look into her eyes.

Xu Qingya smiled, she had always had a very beautiful timbre, but at this time, I don't know if it was because of nervousness or because of the ambiguous atmosphere, and she was a little hoarse.

She whispered: "Uncle, what are you going to do to me now, I won't cooperate, because I don't want it to happen yet, I don't think it's time yet, I don't think your liking and love for me is enough." ”

"But if you insist on this and that, I won't resist, because I don't want to spoil you, because I like you, I like you, I like it, I like it, I don't want to disappoint you. ”

Hearing her say this, how could Du Caige be embarrassed to start?

The heart that was about to move calmed down again, suppressed his impulses, and continued to take beautiful photos of Xu Qingya.

Finally.

"Okay, you're tired too, aren't you? ”

Xu Qingya grinned: "Thank you very much, uncle! Then I'll go get dressed." ”

When she got dressed and came out, Du Caige had already packed up her photography equipment.

"Uncle, I'll invite you to eat. By the way, you're going to have to refine these photos again, right?"

"Yes, you have to deal with it to be more beautiful. Art photos, always have to P. ”

"Then you have to take good care of it, so that no one else can see it! ”

Du Caige smiled a little embarrassedly and said: "I will never do it again, I will definitely keep it, I will guarantee it with my head." ”

"Well, I believe in you. Xu Qingya smiled mischievously, and came over to gently wrap her arms around Du Caige's waist.

Du Caige was still angry in a certain part, so he quickly shrank back at this time, so as not to find out.

Smelling the fragrance on Xu Qingya's body, he was a little nervous again.

"Uncle," Xu Qingya said softly, "you took a picture of me so honestly and gave me a perfect birthday present, and I have to give you a little reward." ”

As he spoke, he closed his eyes and tilted his head back slightly.

Looking at the trembling long eyelashes, the white skin that is as clear as jade, the flawless face, and the red lips that are close at hand, no matter how strong Du Caige's self-control is, how can he bear it?

Moreover, it's just a reward, a reward, and nothing else.

I've worked hard all day, isn't it too much to receive a little reward?

It won't happen to her, just taste it, taste it, no problem.

So he convinced himself, lowered his head, sipped the red lips, and savored it.