Yan Gou

Jiang Bailu has a precious photo album, and the photos in the album are developed one by one in the darkroom of the school.The model is his boyfriend and the photographer is himself.

The first time he photographed Chris was probably the year he entered a school photo contest for prize money.Chris promised to be his model, but he was busy with part-time and part-time jobs all day long.

There was no extra time left for him to take pictures.Jiang Bailu can only hang a SLR around his neck, and then run behind his boyfriend all day, intending to capture amazing moments from daily life photos.

When Chris stood calmly behind the cash register to collect the cash, Jiang Bailu stood beside him with his camera in his hand, taking close-up photos of how he raised and lowered his eyes.Before I took a few photos, I witnessed countless white-skinned and big-breasted Caucasian girls lying in front of the cashier and chatting up his boyfriend by taking the opportunity to buy coffee.

After receiving Chris’s indifferent response or rejection of the invitation, he still ran to Jiang Bailu with a smile on his face, and asked him in a sexy or cute tone: “Student, are you taking pictures of Chris? If you can’t send it to me, it’s okay to ask me to pay for it.”

Jiang Bailu was speechless, "Why don't you ask him to sign for you again?"

The Caucasian girl grinned, "That would be great."

This shows how popular Chris himself is in the eyes of foreign girls.Before this, no matter how Alan told him how popular his boyfriend was in school, Jiang Bailu had no real feeling.Now I finally know what a handsome and best-selling boyfriend I have picked up.I was still the one who was pursued by the handsome and best-selling boyfriend, so I can't blame Alan and the others for beating him to death.

Among the three places where Chris works part-time, only Starbucks can be regarded as having a clean and beautiful background.He goes to Starbucks

When going to work, Jiang Bailu sits in Starbucks and sips coffee or the latest drink.He wanted to pay several times, but Chris not only refused to accept it, but also told other colleagues not to accept it.Jiang Bailu secretly thought about Starbucks' employee discounts, and pursed his lips in pain.

The next day, Jiang Bailu did not show up at Starbucks again on the grounds that the class was suddenly busy.Instead, in the evening, with the camera on his back, he quietly entered the milk tea shop across the street from the coffee shop, and sat on a high stool by the window to wait for Chris.

After Chris got off work, with a black schoolbag on one shoulder, he took the shortest road home as usual, and Jiang Bailu quietly followed him and patted his back.Halfway through the narrow long alley, I was attracted by the evening glow and sunset in the sky. I stopped subconsciously and took a few photos with focus.

When he put down the camera and walked forward, he found that Chris, who was ahead of him by a long distance, had disappeared.Jiang Bailu put the camera back in his schoolbag, and walked towards the end of the alley at a faster pace.Behind him, there was a black shadow silently pasted, from

Pulling his wrist obliquely and pushing him to the bluestone wall beside him, before he could raise his eyes, he raised his hand to cover his eyes, leaned close to his ear and asked in a hoarse voice: "What do you mean? What would you like to rob?"

After finishing speaking, without giving him time to react, a cool kiss fell.

The two had a rough meal in the alley, and when they came out, Jiang Bailu was a little disheveled.

In the end, Chris took a day off on weekends to accompany him out to take pictures.Not long after the photos were taken, Jiang Bailu picked the one he liked the most and submitted it as an entry.Within two days, he thought about taking body art photos for Chris again.

Chris disagreed, and Jiang Bailu pretended to relax.The next afternoon, he sneaked home and put the camera in the corner of the bathroom.When Chris came back to take a shower at night, he caught a glimpse of something extra in the bathroom. After taking a shower, he came out of the bathroom topless and threw the camera into Jiang Bailu's arms unceremoniously.

Jiang Bailu's tricks and tricks were useless, so he immediately snorted and said, "Since you won't take pictures for me, I'll go find someone else to take pictures."

Chris stood still and looked down at him, with a faint danger signal in his tone: "Who do you want to shoot? Allen?"

Jiang Bailu rested his chin casually and said without raising his head, "I haven't thought it through yet."

Chris said lightly, "It seems that you still have a lot of candidates in your mind."

Bailu smiled at him, "After all, I can't do without you."

Chris didn't answer him, just leaned over without saying a word, picked him up from the sofa, strode towards the bedroom, and pressed him on the bed that night for a good fuck.

When he woke up from the bed the next morning, he caught a glimpse of the other party leaning naked on the window sill. Jiang Bailu tiptoed out of bed, turned out his camera, knelt on the carpet beside the bed and took a picture of him.

After taking the last picture, before he could move his eyes away from the camera lens, he happened to bump into the boy in the camera who turned his face slightly, and raised the corners of his lips inexplicably towards him.Jiang Bailu was stunned subconsciously for a second, and even forgot to press the shutter button to capture the fleeting smile of the other party.

I saw Chris step down from the window sill, snatch his camera and throw it on the bed, then hug him up to the window sill like a child, lowered his head and whispered lazily in his ear, "I'll take pictures for you too." Now it's your turn to pay the price."

Jiang Bailu asked him blankly, "What price?"

Chris squeezed him to the side, straddled the window sill again, and then pulled him into his arms, hooking the edge of his underwear with his slender fingers while biting his earlobe, with a low and hoarse voice slowly Slowly came out from the chest cavity, "Do it with me on the windowsill once."

Jiang Bailu: "..."

"I put you on top."

Jiang Bailu: "..."