If there is a person walking around on the street wearing underwear, underwear, and pants, it may be considered mentally ill!

Just like now, everyone is dressed well, and they are still gathered on the side, filming the two of them taking off about the same, that feeling is really 。。。。。。。。。

"Look, we have to find a place to change our clothes, right?"

"Oh, okay, you guys!" The people in the film crew turned back in unison, and no one dared to turn their heads.

This is the wilderness, naturally there is no place like a locker room, Luo Qingxue and Leng Yunting looked at each other.

What should I do?—— I can't help but take it off!

Some of them need to be exposed in a small half arc, so you can only use nipple patches. If they had just made the □□ come naturally, it might be better, but the process just now has been interrupted, and it is a bit difficult to return to the scene of water, milk, intercourse, and fusion just now.

At that moment, Leng Yunting looked at her, and she also winked at herself.

The two looked at each other, and Luo Qingxue pursed her lips and smiled.

Filming such a scene, no one is not embarrassed, but fortunately, she is with him.

Gently pulled off his belt, if he didn't do it first, then she had to help!

Leng Yunting glared at her angrily, and Luo Qingxue also pursed her lips and smiled.

My wife has started to do it, and there is no reason for me to pretend to be reserved!

Leng Yunting also followed suit and began to pull her clothes.

Not to mention, this ancient dress is troublesome to solve, layer after layer, and there are a lot of rope buckles, which is terrible!

Leng Yunting's speed of undressing was very fast, and he quickly stripped Luo Qingxue to the last layer of clothes that covered his body.

It should stop when you get here, Luo Qingxue looked at him, he looked at the director.

Over there, the people in the film crew turned around in a daze, and none of them noticed the situation here.

"Ahem. Leng Yunting coughed, and only then did he turn his head, and when he saw that the two of them were almost dragging their clothes, he smiled and said, "Can you start?"

Leng Yunting still wanted to say angrily: "Wait! Uncle, I was able to do it just now, but you stopped it, and now I can't!

Luo Qingxue seemed to know what he was going to say in advance, so she simply stopped him.

Then, fingers gently touched his cheeks, his lips.

The gentle soothing calmed his heart that had just been a little irritable and angry, and his mood quickly calmed down.

And Zhang Xiaodong's eyes lit up.

Her fingers gently slid over his lips, and it felt really good!

The photographer also quietly turned the camera over and focused on the two people who were brewing emotions.

And when Luo Qingxue's fingers gently rubbed his lips for a while, Leng Yunting finally eased his emotions that were about to explode, and looked at the woman in front of him again, he recovered his emotions and gave her an eye knife back.

- I hate it, if I don't toss you to death after I go back, I won't be cold!

- Okay, okay, give me a little face outside, and when you go back, you can toss as much as you want.

After the flickering of his eyes, the last trace of resentment in Leng Yunting's heart was gone.

So, go ahead?

The camera continued to advance, and he tried to make himself look like "Yuan Xu", slowly approaching.

fingers, lightly touching her collar, and, parting—