"...if looking up is heaven, then we are in hell now."

He Xinchun nodded, followed Tang Ge to lie on the sofa, and said, "It's so good."

Yang Tang also nodded and said, "That's right."

Chu Feng is such a person.

The two of them lay on the mattress for an unknown amount of time, and when they looked away, they thought they saw stars in each other's eyes.

The sky was dark early, and the air was filled with the lingering smell of paint.

He Xinchun looked at the ceiling, the color slowly disappeared in the night, and said, "Brother Tang, come here."

"what."

"The atmosphere is so good, I don't think it's appropriate not to kiss you."

"..."

Yang Tang pressed against him, his chest pressed against him, and with the ups and downs of breathing, they felt very real with each other.

He Xinchun panted heavily, letting the man bite his neck.

After the movement stopped, the man didn't move, and lay down on his chest without saying a word.

Suddenly a trace of coolness slipped from his neck, He Xinchun's body froze, and he hugged Yang Tang tightly.

It was getting colder at night, and He Xinchun was shaking from the cold.

Yang Tang acted like a normal person, he didn't feel cold in a thin leather jacket, he muttered to himself, "I was afraid that you would be nervous and take you out to relax, why did it look like you were comforting me? "

He Xinchun smiled and hugged his waist tightly, before he could say anything, he put his hands into his pockets consciously, and said, "I love you."

"You want to be beaten, don't you?"

"No, bro, hurry up, I'm so cold, I want to curl up in bed and wait for a kiss from Brother Tang."

"Stupid."

Yang Tang and He Xinchun were in the third grade, while Li Qing just graduated.

I made an appointment and asked the two to take pictures outside.

Li Qing took it very seriously, so he asked friends from the club to make an appointment for a room to shoot alone.

He Xinchun walked around the room, while Yang Tang sat in front of the chair and discussed with Li Qing what style to shoot.

"I chose a few sets of clothes. Take a look. If the interior is not good, I will go outdoors to shoot, but there is no logistics. I need to trouble you to take the shade."

Yang Tang glanced at the clothes and said, "The indoors are pretty good, no trouble."

"Also, what style do you want?"

Yang Tang looked at He Xinchun leaning on the window sill, and said in a hoarse voice, "Wearing school uniform."

"..."

Wait, I'm making serious movies, don't get me wrong! ! !

He Xinchun didn't expect that after wearing a school uniform at school, he still had to wear the school uniform when he came out to take a photo.

The girl who cleaned up his face was not tall, she sat in front of him with a ponytail, and said, "Hey, brother, your skin is really good, how do you take care of it?"

He Xinchun thought about it and said, "Stay up late and read more?"

"..." It was I who dragged down your socialist successors.

Taking a close-up photo, Li Qing didn't ask his sister to smear him too much. At most, he put on a pre-makeup cream and trimmed his lower eyebrows.

"Xinchun...don't be nervous." Li Qing looked at the camera, the corners of this man's mouth were puckered up, feeling a little helpless.

It's not that I haven't seen the fear of the camera, it's just that I haven't seen the fear of the camera and the corners of the mouth twitch.

Yang Tang sat on the bed and squinted his eyes with a smile, while Li Qing raised his hand and took continuous shots.

Yang Tang: "..."

Li Qing: "..."

Or Yang Tang's camera sense is more beautiful.

They said they were taking pictures for He Xinchun, but in the end Li Qing let the two of them sit and play with him, while Li Qing played two roles, with his legs spread apart to fix the reflector, and he kept taking pictures with the camera.

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