Ye Qingyun listened to their discussion on the side, and drew in her mind the image that Cheng Jiayi was about to be given, combined with her pajama selfies before, she was quite interested. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The first makeup was quickly finished, and Peng Nan took a white dress to Cheng Jiayi and pointed out the location of the toilet outside to her. But looking at the scorching sun outside the house, she was timid, looked around, pointed to a large mint green cabinet and asked, "This...... Is it empty? ”

Peng Nan hesitated: "Uh...... It should be ......"

So she gently and skillfully ran over to open it with her clothes, made sure that it was empty, and happily greeted Ye Qingyun: "You bring that tablecloth and help me block it, and I'll change it in the cabinet." ”

For her unrestrained attitude, the two men present were stunned, Ye Qingyun wanted to persuade her to go to the toilet better, but looking at her indifferent and hurried and excited appearance as if she had found a baby, she felt that if she objected, she would inevitably be a little too stingy, so she had to obediently bring the tablecloth over.

Because Cheng Jiayi is relatively petite, the height and width of the cabinet are sufficient, but the depth is a little shallow, and she closes the cabinet door directly when she goes in, and there is no space for her to move her hands and feet.

So she could only open the cabinet door to form a small area surrounded on three sides, and then let Ye Qingyun open the curtain of the tablecloth for her when she was facing the fourth side.

Cheng Jiayi changed clothes unexpectedly quickly, took off her dress in three or two times, and threw it on the top of the tablecloth, Ye Qingyun was not high, only just blocked her head, at this moment the tablecloth was affected by the weight of the dress, and it dropped a little, from his angle, he could directly see her upper body wearing only underwear.

Even if he slept in a quilt every day and remembered every inch of her skin, seeing such a fragrant picture on such a "public" occasion, he couldn't help but feel a surge of heat, and hurriedly raised the tablecloth a little higher, blushing, and turned his head away.

The dress Peng Nan picked was a particularly fairy long skirt, with delicate flowers embroidered with white thread on the chiffon, which could be said to fit very well on Cheng Jiayi's body, and set off her extraordinarily beautiful.

Under Peng Nan's guidance, she first sat in the blue hydrangea bush and changed a few postures, Peng Nan tried the light and angle, but she didn't seem to be satisfied.

Although Cheng Jiayi usually takes selfies, it seems to be the first time for someone else to take pictures of her, and she is more or less nervous and a little unable to let go. The posture is all Peng Nan commanding, and sometimes, the sluggish brain that has not yet woken up cannot accurately understand his meaning, and there will be an embarrassing situation where the hands and feet do not know where to put them, let alone the expression.

Seeing Peng Nan's frowning and tangled expression when he looked down at the photos in the camera, Cheng Jiayi apologized embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I didn't sleep well last night, I wasn't in a very good state, and I caused you trouble." ”

Peng Nan: "It's okay, don't be in a hurry, adapt slowly, we started early, and we will definitely be able to shoot something satisfactory today." ”

After changing several backgrounds and posing countless times, Cheng Jiayi was almost a little stiff when he smiled, but looking at Peng Nan's appearance, it seemed that there was still nothing that could satisfy him.

Looking back at the photo seriously, he was probably a little deflated, and while looking through it carefully, he waved his hand at Cheng Jiayi and said, "Let's take a rest first......

So Cheng Jiayi took the mineral water handed to her by Anne, and also came to the side of the camera, and followed to look at the photos together.

Peng Nan's photography skills, in her opinion, are really very good, whether it is composition or color and light, etc., they are so beautiful that they simply don't need post-processing, which is much more eye-catching than the ones she usually takes selfies.

Moreover, it is said that the camera lens is easy to make people fat, but in Peng Nan's lens, she only sees a thinner and more beautiful self than in the mirror, and the background environment is so romantic and gorgeous.

But judging from Peng Nan's expression, she really couldn't see any signs of satisfaction from him, so she couldn't help asking: "You are so amazing, you take me so beautifully, but, you don't seem to be very satisfied, what's wrong with these photos?" How can I improve after that? ”

Peng Nan glanced at her sideways, and then she had to continue to tap her potential, so she didn't want to hurt her confidence, so she just said, "You take a rest first, I'll think about it later......"

Cheng Jiayi didn't have a problem, the more she looked at these photos, the more she liked them, and she couldn't find Peng Nan's worries at all, it seemed that she might not be able to help, and she didn't sleep enough last night, so she was really tired, so she ran back to Ye Qingyun and chatted with him in a whisper.

Peng Nan inadvertently raised his head and glanced in the direction of the two, which made him suddenly think of a solution to the problem.

In his opinion, the photos that have been taken are indeed very beautiful as Cheng Jiayi commented. But these beauties, too mediocre to be the same as the photographs he takes every day, do not live up to the expectations he had in mind for this subject.

In the process of looking back, he kept thinking about whether his guidance was not enough, or the point of capture was wrong, so Cheng Jiayi's expression was always not as shocking as when he first met.

At this moment, he finally realized what the problem was. Cheng Jiayi is probably always a person who is afraid of life, even if he can show a smile to unfamiliar people, but that smile is always polite, a little distance, no matter how hard he tries to control his facial muscles, he can't laugh from his heart.

When she faces a familiar person, especially a loved one, that smile can become a natural and infectious smile. The slight curvature of the corners of the mouth, the brilliance flowing in the eyes, the wrinkled lines on the bridge of the nose, every cell seems to exude a fresh and scorching halo.

After Peng Nan beckoned Anne to make up Cheng Jiayi, she chose the only relatively tall hydrangea tree in the corner of the glass house as the background for the new round.

Cheng Jiayi finally didn't have to squat or sit in order to accommodate the height of the flowers, stretched her hands and feet, and jumped over happily, but found that she was too short, and the heavy white flowers on the trees were dotted above her head.

Peng Nan: "It's okay, Annie, stool, I'll shoot half of my body." ”

After Cheng Jiayi stepped on the stool, the upper body was basically accommodated in the flowers, and under the backlight, the girl in the white dress with white flowers was so refreshing that it seemed to have a hazy filter.

Peng Nan tried the light first, commanded to shoot some sides, and then commanded her to turn her back to him, and while she couldn't see, he quietly summoned Ye Qingyun to his side, and whispered in his ear: "Do me a favor, you just stand here...... No...... Anyway, you're tall, standing behind me, standing on the extension line between Jiayi and the camera, it's troublesome. ”

Ye Qingyun nodded at him kindly, retreated behind him, and fine-tuned his position as he changed the angle, and then heard Peng Nan command Cheng Jiayi to turn around and smile.

She casually turned her head, her eyes touched Ye Qingyun's smiling face, she was slightly stunned for two seconds, and then she bloomed with the sweetest smile that had been filmed so far.

The warm smile like the warm sun in winter, with a strong sense of love, and a temperature that can melt people's hearts, was appropriately frozen in the camera frame by Peng Nan. (To be continued.) )