The actor who attacked him is actually very charming and acting

Tan Qing just stood there in a daze and didn't move. He looked at the dressed Fu Wu in front of him and fell silent for a moment, unable to say anything.

Fu Wu took two steps closer, looked down at himself, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "Strange?"

Tan Qing regained consciousness and shook her head: "No."

"Then why are you so dumb all of a sudden?" He asked again.

"..."

Tan Qing's eyes kept rolling, he opened his mouth and finally choked out a sentence: "I'm a little angry."

Looking at his red ears, Fu Wuxin seemed to understand something. He raised the corners of his lips, and there was a hint of delusion in his eyes: "So our puppy likes this kind of thing."

Fu Wu intentionally elongated his voice, as if teasing or seducing.

Tan Qing blushed from embarrassment, and said hesitantly: "Who, who said I like this kind of thing!"

Fu Wu pinched the back of his neck, then slid down, and his palms were pressed against the skin of his waist.

In fact, Fu Wu noticed Tan Qing's clothes as soon as he came out. The clothes of the two of them were obviously suits.

Fu Wu is white at the top and black at the bottom, while Tan Qing is black at the top and white at the bottom.

His upper body is also a sleeveless shirt, but this one on him is different from Fu Wu's.

Tan Qing's sleeveless shirt was unusually short, and the hem of the shirt only reached his waist, revealing his firm and powerful lower abdomen and flexible waist.

His lower body is a pair of trousers of the same style as Fu Wu's, but his trousers are much looser than Fu Wu's, and on the contrary, his waist looks thinner.

Fu Wu spread his fingers, and the palms attached to the back of his waist almost covered his entire exposed waist.

The hot palm touched Tan Qing's cool skin, making him tremble unconsciously.

Sensing Fu Wu's suggestive little movements, Tan Qing froze and didn't dare to move, he shrank and called out: "Jiaojiao?"

Fu Wu did not respond to his cry, but leaned over to his ear, and said in a hoarse voice, "Why is your waist so thin, huh?"

Tan Qing's eyes flickered, he muttered and couldn't speak.

Just when Fu Wu wanted to tease him a few more times, there was a sudden knock on the door.

The photographer's voice also followed: "Mr. Fu, Mr. Tan, have you changed it? Is there any problem?"

Fu Wu took a step back regretfully, and said loudly, "Okay, there's no problem."

"Then I'll come in." After speaking, he pushed the door open and entered.

Fu Wu caught a glimpse of the rescued expression on Tan Qing's face, and while the staff was not paying attention, he gently pinched his waist.

When the photographer saw them, his eyes lit up instantly, and his face was full of irresistible surprise.

"Perfect, it's so perfect," he said to the stylist again, "Find a necklace for Mr. Fu to wear."

The necklace hung down on his chest, touching Fu Wu's skin in a detached way, making it even more alluring.

In the first set of photos of this outfit, the photographer arranged the two of them in front of a black wall. Fu Wuzi leaned lazily against the wall, while Tan Qing stood in front of him.

He pressed one hand on Fu Wu's chest, and the other hand was propped up against the wall as if he was not standing still. The veins on the back of his hand were bulging, as if he was trying to suppress something.

And Fu Wu's hand was holding his wrist, as if pulling, and also seemed to stop his movement.

The temperament of the two of them changed instantly. Fu Wu had seductive eyes and a smile at the corner of his mouth, like a seductive devil hiding in the dark, while Tan Qing's mouth was stiffly pursed into a straight line, like a person trying to suppress his desire/ ordinary human beings.

Fu Wu and Tan Qing looked straight at each other, and when Fu Wu couldn't keep his expression on, the photographer asked them to stop this pose.

As soon as he finished speaking, Tan Qing quickly withdrew his hand and shook the hand that was propped on the wall.

Seeing this, Fu Wu asked, "Are your hands sore?"

Tan Qing looked at him a little embarrassedly, and replied, "Yes."

Fu Wucong would not waste any chance to tease him.

So he leaned into his ear while the staff was arranging the scene, and said, "It's time to train the puppy, otherwise what should I do if I don't have fun in the future?"

Tan Qing's face turned red suddenly, and he stammered, "You, what are you talking about!"

Because it was outside, Tan Qing didn't dare to speak too loudly, so he was so angry that he could only pinch his waist quietly after speaking.

Fu Wu hissed pretending to be injured, and said again: "Is this out of breath?"

Tan Qing had no choice but to stare at him sideways, refusing to talk to him again.

The scene was set up quickly, and the staff just put a sofa in front of another background wall.

The photographer walked up to them and ordered: "Mr. Fu, please sit on the sofa, and Mr. Tan sits on Mr. Fu's lap."

Hearing what he said, Fu Wu raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then watched Tan Qing's expression change from calm to extremely complicated.

Work is work, and the two of them could only follow the arrangement. Tan Qing sat stiffly on Fu Wu's lap, turning his head away from him.

The photographer rubbed his chin to think for a while, and then suddenly said: "Teacher Fu, please lean on the sofa, put your hand on Teacher Tan's waist, and just do it casually. Teacher Tan, put your hand into Teacher Fu's clothes from under the clothes. Press it on his belly."

Fu Wu's smile increased, and he naturally completed the movements ordered by the photographer. He just lazily leaned on the sofa and looked at him with great interest.

Tan Qing slowly stretched out her hand and got into his clothes, and stretched out her palm to stick to his skin.

His palms were so hot that Fu Wu felt like sweating.

After the photographer walked away, Fu Wu suddenly smiled at an angle that only Tan Qing could see. Not only did the corners of his mouth curl up, he even curved his eyes.

His eyes were dark and deep, with intoxicating swirls, he said with a smile: "The puppy is so active——"

"Really like."

Tan Qing curled up his fingers unconsciously under Fu Wushang's shirt. He tilted his head to avoid his sight, but he didn't expect the photographer not far away to make a sound.

"Teacher Tan, don't move your head, keep it."

Fu Wu's hands that were lazily resting on the sofa suddenly covered Tan Qing's knees, and there was a faint upward trend.

"I told you not to move," Tan Qing opened his eyes slightly, and said uncomfortably, "Don't touch your hands."

Before Fu Wu could open his mouth, he heard the photographer say in surprise again: "Mr. Fu's move is good, move your hands up a bit."

Hearing this, Tan Qing suddenly closed his mouth, and his eyes were stained with a little grievance.

With light-colored eyes and aggrieved eyes, Tan Qing looks like a little puppy who has just been born and is having a temper tantrum.

Seeing his appearance, Fu Wu's heart softened uncontrollably again.

He tapped his fingers on Tan Qing's waist a few times, and said softly in a low voice: "Don't be angry with the puppy, it's just teasing you."

Seeing him drooping his eyes and not speaking, Fu Wu patiently coaxed: "Teasing you only when I like you, don't be angry anymore, huh?"

After speaking, he stroked the hand on Tan Qing's leg a few times as if comforting.

After an unknown amount of time, Tan Qing curled her lips and said in a muffled voice, "I'm not angry."

Fu Wu looked at him with a smile: "Well, the puppy is the most obedient."

I don't know if it's because they performed so well, but the actions arranged by the photographer are getting bolder and bolder.

Fu Wu was sitting on the high chair, Tan Qing was standing in his arms with his back facing, Fu Wu held him with his arms wide open, and his palms were also spread on his lower abdomen.

Because Fu Wu's fingers were too long, half of his fingertips were even hidden under Tan Qing's clothes, forming a secret visual pleasure.

In addition, the photographer asked Fu Wu to put the necklace around Tan Qing's neck at the same time. Because of the length of the necklace, he had to stick it to Tan Qing's ear, and his lips seemed to touch him.

"Ms. Fu's eyes are more fierce and ruthless, and Mr. Tan has a smile on his face, the kind of smile that doesn't care about anything." The photographer watched their movements and suddenly gave instructions.

Fu Wu held Tan Qing tighter, and kept stroking the wine glass with his hand on the bar, his eyes were full of aggression, as if he was trying to drive away all the eyes that coveted Tan Qing.

Tan Qing, on the other hand, had a nonchalant smile on his face, appearing extremely reckless and insolent.

The two of them are obviously sharp types, but they have a weird sense of harmony when they stick together, and even lead the audience into infinite associations.

After several groups of shots, the smile on the photographer's face could not be concealed at all. He was still staring at the camera and laughing non-stop until the end of the shooting.

There were still only the two of them in the lounge, looking at the clothes that Tan Qing had just changed and put on the back of the chair, Fu Wu let out a sigh of disappointment.

Tan Qing looked at him, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Fu Wu looked at the clothes and then at him, "The clothes are pretty nice, why don't we buy one too?"

There seemed to be a hook in Fu Wu's eyes, no matter how much Tan Qing wanted to ignore it, he had to care about it.

Seeing the real intention in his eyes, Tan Qing raised his hand and put the clothes further away, and said decisively: "Don't even think about it!"

Fu Wu glanced at the clothes again in disappointment.

After cleaning up, the two went to say goodbye to the photographer. At this moment, he had already turned his mind from the lens to the computer, and was concentrating on adjusting the photos he had just taken.

Fu Wu took a step forward and said politely, "Teacher, let's go first."

The photographer looked up from the screen with a smile all over his face: "All right, all right, thank you for your cooperation today, I will notify you when the publicity comes out."

Fu Wu nodded and led Tan Qing around.

Just two steps away, he returned to the photographer and said, "Teacher, can you send me a copy of this photo? I want to keep it as a souvenir."

The photographer seemed to have thought of something, the message on his face increased, and he replied straightforwardly: "Okay, I will send you an email when the time comes."

Fu Wu politely thanked: "Thank you."

Tan Qing watched him walk back to him with a smile in his eyes, and asked incomprehensibly, "Jiaojiao, what did you do?"

Fu Wu didn't hide it from him, and replied directly: "I asked the photography teacher for the photo."

Tan Qing still didn't understand: "What do you want a photo for?"

Fu Wu leaned close to his ear, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Zoom hangs in the bedroom, when you do/love to do things, let you learn how to take the initiative."

Tan Qing: "..."

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