I'm as big as you.

Or you are as big as me.

On the development of adolescent sexual consciousness after the rise of.

Cut off evil thoughts in your heart.

Study hard and improve every day.

I would like to ask whether long-term abstinence affects physical development.

Close and open the barrage.

closure.

"How old do you think it is?" Jiang Cheng looked at Gu Fei.

"Where?" Gu Fei lowered his eyes and glanced down at him, "It's almost the same as me."

"Please calm down." Jiang Cheng twitched.

Gu Fei smiled and stepped back, turned around and returned to the urinal and unzipped: "Are you together?"

"It's not me," Jiang Cheng went over and stood side by side with him, two of them facing the wall together. "You have photographed so many handsome guys and beautiful girls before."

"No." Gu Fei answered immediately.

"What are you thinking of saying that you are filming the lotus root album?" Jiang Cheng said.

"I'm not taking pictures of others." Gu Fei looked at the toilet door, "I've been hard."

"Fuck, why am I so unbelievable? Just take a photo of me, once." Jiang Cheng also looked over there, "I have to be hard. Even this skill must be the one who can raise the flag when you take the bus."

Gu Fei smiled at the wall for a while: "I'm not that kind of person, I need a specific goal, such as my boyfriend."

"You can shout louder." Jiang Cheng took the zipper after urinating and looked at him squintly. "Do you have something wrong with your prostate? You have been standing for so long but haven't urinated."

"I didn't come to pee," said Gu Fei, "I just pee a little and don't wait until I feel soft."

"I can't continue the conversation with you." Jiang Cheng turned on the faucet and washed his hands.

"Don't wait for me, you have to change your makeup, go and prepare." Gu Fei said.

"I didn't say I wanted to wait for you." Jiang Cheng looked at him and turned around and left the bathroom.

When Gu Fei walked out of the toilet, he reminded himself in the mirror that he was working now, and there must be a limit on shameless things, otherwise it would be bad if it would affect the speed of making money.

Jiang Cheng leaned halfway on the back of the chair, letting the makeup artist tumbling on his face, and said weakly: "Aren't you just changing your lipstick? Why do you have to re-work your eyes?"

"Of course a different feeling requires a different makeup face." The makeup artist explained with a smile.

"Ah," Jiang Cheng sighed.

Gu Fei adjusted the light source and stood next to Jiang Cheng with the camera.

"I will slap you again." Jiang Cheng said with his eyes closed.

"Hmm?" Gu Fei looked at him from the camera, "You actually know I'm here?"

"Nonsense, a little wind blew by," said Jiang Cheng.

"I still remember yesterday, that summer, the moment when the breeze blew," Gu Fei sang and pressed the shutter.

Jiang Cheng tsk.

"I didn't take pictures of you," Gu Fei said, "I took pictures of Nini."

"Ni Ni?" Jiang Cheng's eyes opened a crack.

"Me," the makeup artist smiled, "he sometimes takes some work photos for me, and I use it for my Moments."

"Why don't you shoot me?" Jiang Cheng opened it and looked at Gu Fei.

"Here you come." Gu Fei pressed the shutter at him again.

The lipstick in the second group was red. Before taking a photo, Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked at the glasses, and was stunned again: "God, what the hell?"

"This color number is our latest," the designer smiled, "cold and sexy, and a little charming."

"It's not me," Jiang Cheng sighed, "The concepts you mentioned have copywriting, so I don't plan to make people understand. Anyway, I just want to find the feeling myself, I don't understand it."

Several people laughed, and Nini pointed at Gu Fei: "He understands."

"Do you understand?" Jiang Cheng looked at him.

"I can almost guess," Gu Fei raised his camera and pointed it at him, "I need to add some light to the right."

Nini immediately went over and adjusted the light source.

"Look at me, don't look at the camera," said Gu Fei, "put your fingers near your chin and find a comfortable position for yourself."

"Well," Jiang Cheng responded, his face tilted to the left, "Where do you think?"

Gu Fei lowered his voice: "Look at your teeth marks."

Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then curled up his lips and smiled, glanced at his collarbone, and Gu Fei quickly pressed the shutter.

Jiang Cheng's face shape and the lines of his face are particularly suitable for contrasting light and shadow, which is clear and three-dimensional, yet soft. The red among the strong black and white is particularly eye-catching and has a sense of mystery.

His fingers were also very beautiful. Jiang Cheng's fingers were looking for a suitable position near his chin and mouth as he asked. However, Gu Fei did not wait for him to finally choose the position before slapping. His fingers moved, his fingers approached, and his fingers left. He kept pressing the shutter.

"Patch the lipstick." After taking a photo, the designer said.

"How to wipe it?" Jiang Cheng didn't understand.

"It's just pressing your fingers on your lips," the designer demonstrated it on his mouth, "pulling it down or next to it."

Jiang Cheng looked at her, and after a few seconds he turned his head and laughed. After laughing for a long time, he couldn't stop. Gu Fei pressed another shutter.

"Don't laugh," the designer made him laugh, "You know that's what it means? Just don't be a foolish second brother like me."

"I understand," Jiang Cheng nodded with a smile, "Actually, you are not too stupid."

"Can I deduct your fees?" said the designer.

"Don't," said Jiang Cheng, "you are beautiful."

Jiang Cheng understood the designer's meaning, but in fact, this is not a particularly creative picture. Half of the photos that want to show their personality will use disheveled lipstick.

However, when Jiang Cheng gently hooked his index finger on his lower lip and pulled it down, Gu Fei still felt that Jiang Cheng in the camera was completely different from those charming bitches. To be honest, he did not have the charm that the designer wanted, but was wild.

Jiang Cheng's natural temperament is uncontrollable no matter what kind of dress or makeup he looks like. He is still arrogant in the chaotic scarlet and his eyes are still unruly.

"Pull it with the back of your hand again." The designer said, and he could hear in his voice that although it felt different from what she wanted, he was still very satisfied.

"Back of the hand?" Jiang Cheng looked at the back of his hand, hesitated for a moment, and raised his hand and wiped it on his mouth very casually.

Gu Fei felt that the inspiration for Jiang Cheng to do this action was probably because the rough man wiped his mouth and wiped it with his hands after eating, but the few pictures he captured while holding his hands was unexpectedly handsome.

"Just have a whole body," said the designer, "jump dog style."

"What dog?" Jiang Cheng was stunned again.

"Is this outfit OK?" Gu Fei asked, taking a close-up photo of his face today, so Jiang Cheng was wearing his own clothes, black and brown casual pants.

"Yes," the designer nodded, "the contrast is strong."

"You have photographed it before, and you don't need to stand up straight and your arms are hanging," Gu Fei said while changing the camera, "That's the watchdog."

"I thought I was going to squat." Jiang Cheng lowered his arm.

"You can do it if you want to squat," Gu Fei laughed, "splitting your tongue."

"Get out." Jiang Cheng said.

"Don't tilt your head, relax your shoulders." Gu Fei changed the camera and raised his camera again, taking a few photos.

The boy and his arrogant stubbornness.

great.

It took two afternoons to shoot. Jiang Cheng thought the model was really hard. In just these two afternoons, he felt that his lips were about to be cracked.

When he changed his makeup for the last time, Gu Fei went out and bought him a lipstick.

"I'll finish it later, I'll do some tricks." Gu Fei said.

"Ah," Jiang Cheng took it and looked at it, "Is there any color?"

"What color do you want? I'll buy it for you." Gu Fei said.

"Get out." Jiang Cheng pointed at him.

Gu Fei smiled and was about to speak when the door of the studio was pushed open.

Jiang Cheng took a look and found that Fat Sister had been here twice in the past two days. Occasionally, only the staff came in, but the one standing at the door was not Fat Sister, and the one who looked at her was not the staff.

Standing at the door was a young man of twenty-seven or eight years old, with slim pants and a shirt with rolled-up sleeves, which looked casual and not so casual.

Jiang Cheng looked at Gu Fei with one eye. He originally wanted to see if Gu Fei would introduce who it was, but when he looked over, he found that Gu Fei's face had turned gloomy.

He hadn't seen this expression that looked so uncomfortable on Gu Fei's face for a long time.

"Such a coincidence." The young man nodded at Gu Fei.
To be continued...