The photographer couldn't help but glance at them a few times, and when he saw Zhong Shaoqing talking to Lin Zitong in a low voice, he couldn't help but shake his head and temporarily moved the camera away.

His nose was filled with the smell of Lin Zitong's body, Zhong Shaoqing only felt a burst of excitement, and felt her uncooperation, he shouted in a low voice.

"Shoot it, just shoot it, what's not to let go? Don't be restrained, what posture you need to pose - just pose, just act as an acting. ”

Lin Zitong didn't move when he heard Zhong Shaoqing's words, but he was still uncomfortable in his heart, and his voice was cold.

"What are you doing, take your hands away first, and now the camera is not filming us."

"The problem is with you, are you still murderous to me?" Zhong Shaoqing half-lowered his head, and his warm-hot breath was almost all sprayed on Lin Zitong's face.

To outsiders, it seemed as if he was whispering to her, and only she knew the ridicule and complaints he had in his words.

"You don't need to make any difficult moves, just show your original appearance. You can't get into the role all the time, you waste your time, it's just a pictorial, is it so difficult for you?

It's not like we've never acted in such a close scene, why can't you act now? Shoot well and don't entertain others anymore. ”

knew that Zhong Shaoqing was using the agitation method against her, but he still easily stabbed her.

"Zhong Shaoqing, you'd better not take the opportunity to rub my oil later."

The corners of Zhong Shaoqing's mouth twitched, and he didn't say anything.

"Director Mo, let's start."

The camera was again focused on the two men.

Zhong Shaoqing lowered his head and stared at Lin Zitong affectionately, his figure was reflected in his beautiful eyes, and his hand was weakly wrapped around her waist.

The photographer praised: "Now, good. ”

Two people standing together is already a landscape of their own, and as soon as the state comes, any shot is a perfect pictorial.

A few clicks.

Gently and softly, like Zhong Shaoqing's hand that was frozen in mid-air, he landed cautiously.

As soon as that hand touched her waist, Lin Zitong's hand couldn't help shaking, and the bag she was carrying fell to the ground.

Zhong Shaoqing seemed to have been punched hard in the chest, staring at her fixedly, and her breath was three points shorter.

Thief embarrassment!

In order to alleviate the awkward atmosphere, the photographer smiled softly: "Don't be too nervous, it's okay, come again." ”

Picking up the bag and re-posing his posture, Lin Zitong's movements were a little stiff again.

The photographer reminded while taking pictures: "How can I say it, it's too much like an outsider, get closer." ”

Lin Zitong slandered in his heart, they are not family members or lovers, how can they get close? If she was to shoot with You Haoze, it would definitely not be like this.

Suddenly, I missed him very much.

I don't know how You Haoze is doing now?

Is that slap mark on his face gone?

She slapped him, and he probably remembered it in the future.

Hey, ignore her.

"Come on, just try more. Zitong, you leaned on Zhong Shao, lowered your head, and looked at me with your eyes. It's a lot better. Yes, you have to get closer like this, so that the picture looks close-intimate. Zhong Shao's neck can be relaxed, and the expression on his face can be a little colder, okay, okay. ”

The spotlight in the studio flickered and flickered.

"Yes, yes, Zitong is doing a good job now."

Lin Zitong was absent-minded, thinking about You Haoze in his mind, and imagined the man in front of him as You Haoze, so his movements were more natural.

Thinking of desertion, she didn't pay attention to hearing the photographer's words, but Zhong Shaoqing answered.

"Director Mo, what are you kidding, isn't it me who does a good job?"