Chapter 32 Words and Words
He said it word for word.
Oh my God, how could he have such an idea, this kind of thought is beyond my imagination, I just persuaded him to comfort him, but thought that I was just Casablanca's sister, and wanted to be slept with by him?
What kind of bandit logic is this?
I didn't expect him to be nine points drunk when he was drunk, and he had such a strong explosive power, I gritted my teeth.
"Gong Shichuan, you imagine yourself too great, do you think your size can meet all women? I tell you, get out of my way now, the farther away the better, don't lie on me again!"
He was spitting wine, thinking about right and wrong, his eyes were confused, and it seemed that he was about to get drunk again.
Muttering, "Duplicity, bunny girl......"
Soon his head was tilted over mine, making a slight drunken happy snoring sound.
I heard a situation that I actually encountered, and I really didn't agree with him.
Push him away with all all your strength and let him lean against the wall.
I didn't resist, maybe I was too tired, maybe I felt that I was harmless to him now, or that he didn't care at all, anything I did physically.
He leaned lazily against the wall, and he untied a few bites himself, and the untied ones really revealed the few looming six-pack abs he had left.
Secret and great.
I swallowed, he was the drooling target of tens of millions of fans, and with his muscular and muscular figure, there was plenty of reason for him to be less.
He smiled, bared his trademark white teeth, and said in a broken sentence, "Casablanca's little sister...... Sure enough...... Hue. ”
I sneered, "yes, that's it...... Lust, go on, be careful that I eat you hungry tigers, eat them all, and then ......"
"And then......" His gaze was hazy.
I gave him a big smile, "And then I decided, let you be Mr. Pants, I think your tens of millions of fans will love your pants style, ha, ha, ha." ”
"You have ...... Seed. ”
"Ha, ha, the sky is high and the night is dark, and it is the day of murder and arson. ”
"You dare. ”
The dream is as drunk as mud, and he can rob others, really, a strong cloud tiger.
He didn't care, didn't answer, his sleepy eyes were half-squinted, and he gradually fell asleep.
Looking at his lazy appearance, anyone can take a pose and throw it to the magazine as a cover. The most important thing is that people look so handsome and really complain in the open air, don't give people a way to live, I'm sure I'm thinking about it very seriously, and now I really want to take out my mobile phone and take two random photos.
If he dares to say that he knows me in the future, I will threaten him to leak it and become a second leaked nude photos scandal.
That's what I thought, and that's what I did. Didn't God say a word?
Seize the best moments.
Striding up to him, his movements quick, agile and sharp, his hands and feet trembling a little.
He is tall and manly, and I have to admit that I still feel uneasy in front of such a man. He seemed to exude a strength, a dynamism, that made me feel smaller and weaker. His face looked darker and more majestic in the gray moonlight, and his broad shoulders puffed out his black shirt, which made people feel frightened. His current power and hollow-sighted arrogance was gone.
Yes, he's asleep.
I whispered: "Big brother, hero, hero, I don't want to take any nude photos of you, I definitely don't have a good impression of nude photos, I think you are in a very good state, I just want to take a few more photos." If I do a good job, I'll leave you with my pictures, and I swear I won't let a second person see them. Definitely disciplined, definitely good size, definitely not, but I need to buy a little poss now and it's OK. ”
His appearance has long dreamed of Zhou Gong, and I am talking to myself like this, which is actually a comfort for myself.
I'm a disciplined photographer.
After comforting myself, I decided to give and act.
He quickly unbuttoned some of his other buttons, making his clothes flutter more in the wind, and he showed all his abs at once, and I swallowed without leaving a trace.
"Oh my God," I thought with trepidation, and my face flushed again.
It was indeed six copper-colored abs visually, and he couldn't help but scratch his skin with his fingers, firm and sexy, and he might feel the itching of his skin, he frowned and moved slightly.
Stop immediately.
I trotted all the way to the car, took out my vanity case from my bag, carefully brushed his hair, and held it with a hairpin, he looked so beautiful when he was asleep.
Try to apply makeup to his face with very light movements, there is no need to apply too much makeup at all, the black sword eyebrows are shocking, the sexy thin lips, the straight nose bridge, everything is so perfect.
In the end, I gave up the idea of putting makeup on him, and only then could I reflect his truest and most primitive beauty, which is a primitive power, representing a kind of tenacity and desolation.
My gaze slowly shifted from his upper body to his lower body, and I felt that what I was doing was exactly what a standard female hooligan should do.
After hesitating for a moment, he decided to do it.
Squatted down, gently unfastened the belt of his pants, took a deep breath, and pulled the zipper of his pants only one square, only to see a corner of pure black inside, and then pull down I don't dare, I don't have that guts, not so colorful.
Some people say that the visual effect that the ancients said was halfway pipa and half masking. I'm just imitating a visual aesthetic of the ancients.
What's missing?
Yes, raise the sleeve of his left hand.
I seem to have discovered for the first time that in comparison, Chen Jiayang belongs to the kind of affectionate and gentle man, but the Gong Shichuan in front of me is another standard, yes, similar to a tough beast.
Gong Shichuan's hands are so big, so black, so strong and powerful, and the black hair on the back of his hand grows so thick. I involuntarily pulled back.
These hands look so ferocious, so cruel.
The look was roughly arranged, and then I went back to the car and pulled out some props that would match the scene, and nothing would do.
I decided to put the little puppet in my backpack, which was a little green dinosaur. He holds the little dinosaur in his hand, so that it can reflect a kind of strength and softness, hardness and cuteness.
Yes, everything is perfect now.
Cold moon, stars in pairs, at the foot of the Great Wall, sexy handsome men, broken tiles and earth walls, small dinosaurs.
I took a professional picture of him from all angles, far-shot, close-up, frontal, sideways, and every angle with the best visual effect.
OK, you're done.
Perfect~