The wind lives in this life policy

As An Yan thought, Feng Ce has controlled all 23 sets of clothes in this spring series.

No matter formal or casual, sports or abstinence, they are all suppressed by Feng Ce's extreme figure without exception.The most taboo thing about their business is that people wear clothes, not clothes. The reason why there is a model industry is that it is not just someone on the street who can eat these clothes, height, body shape, and measurement ratio , everything is important, nothing is missing, harsh conditions create a perfect finished product, and the finished product must combine people and clothes.

The last series is underwear, which is made of extremely tight pure cotton texture. The simple light gray vest is put on Feng Ce's body, revealing a deadly sexy, subtle and arrogant, and the tighter texture of the upper body is too strong. One point less and more weakness, this is no more, no less, just right.

The lower body is the underwear of the same style, the same color and the same texture.

With no pants on, Feng Ce felt uncomfortable, he had never been so presumptuous before, this thin and small piece of fabric barely covered the important parts, it was a bit embarrassing.

Seeing his frown, Ye Xiaofeng knew that it was not appropriate to wear it like this, but after all, it is a modern society. Models and stars wearing underwear walking around on TV are not used to it, so he thought of a way to spread the wind attention.

"Let's do some brain teasers."

"what?"

Feng Ce obviously didn't know what a brain teaser was.

"Well...just do a few questions, how about it, do you dare?" Ye Xiaofeng had a smirk on his face.

Seeing that smirk in Feng Ce's eyes, he felt that there was nothing good to do, but curiosity killed the cat, so he finally nodded, "Let's try."

His mind was diverted, and the movements of his hands were not as stiff as before. He untied the belt directly in front of everyone, and Feng Ce took off his pants.

As a result, the slender and straight legs came into view, and the size between the legs was the envy of all men.

Mom is terrible... Ye Xiaofeng quickly looked away, it's getting hot, nosebleeds are about to come out!

"What books can't be bought."

He hurriedly asked a question that everyone knew, now it was not to distract Feng Ce's attention, Ye Xiaofeng's own attention was going to be distracted.

"?" Feng Ce was confused.

"... Can't answer this?"

Feng Ce frowned and thought deeply, but still couldn't think of it.

Just as Ye Xiaofeng was about to announce the answer, a photographer couldn't help but interjected, "It's a suicide note!"

Everyone in the arena laughed.

Ye Xiaofeng turned around and gave a thumbs up, you are smart.

Feng Ce was a little unconvinced, raised his eyebrows, "Come again."

"What is something that the right hand will never be able to grasp?" Ye Xiaofeng closed his eyes and helped Feng Ce drag off his underwear, and changed him into a black pair.

This black front end is very small, and the key part is covered by such a thing, it is better not to wrap it, it is almost self-evident.

This time Feng Ce answered correctly, "It's the right hand, right?"

Ye Xiaofeng smiled and nodded, indicating that Feng Ce was changing into a pair of pajama pants.

The pajamas and pajamas are made of translucent silk gauze, with soft cotton thread inside, which is breathable and comfortable to wear. It is indeed suitable for lazy and warm spring.

The translucent trousers vaguely showed the amorous feelings of a certain part, An Yan directed Feng Ce to sit back in the chair, An Yan made another movement of undressing, Ye Xiaofeng understood, and took off the translucent pajamas all the way to her hands The elbow part is worthy of being hung on the waist.

The delicate and smooth skin is presented in the lens, a straight line runs vertically down from the two chests, and the left and right abdominal muscles are prominent, which is not like the exaggeration of bodybuilding, nor is it as green and pure as some small fresh meat nowadays. This is a man's, mature, mouth-watering figure, with broad shoulder blades and tough lines. You can't imagine that under such a beautiful face, there is such a hard and strong body hidden deep inside, but The soft and transparent fabric has a neutralizing effect in time.

It's like making steel a hundred times, and it's like winding your fingers softly.

You will definitely admire the strength and bow down to the tenderness.

What is even more exaggerated is that the person who is describing this indescribable scene at this moment is completely ignorant.

He was looking at a person intently, listening to a person's words carefully, and occasionally moved the corners of his lips to give some smiles, and then the smiles deepened.

"One end is, uh, such a long rope..." Ye Xiaofeng didn't know the ancient measurement units, so he drew out a random length with both hands, "How can a tiger that is tied up eat a rope ten times longer than this rope?" Grass?"

Feng Ce lowered his eyes, thinking hard, Ye Xiaofeng pursed his lips and snickered.

An Yan couldn't help asking, "Break the rope?"

Ye Xiaofeng immediately added, "The rope keeps breaking."

Finally, Feng Ce gave up, and Ye Xiaofeng laughed, "The answer is, tigers don't eat grass..."

Feng Ce was taken aback for a moment, but couldn't help laughing, and shook his head repeatedly.

An Yan rolled her eyes.

Can't stand these young people!

"What water can't be used up?"

"……seawater?"

Ye Xiaofeng shook his head, "Then how do you explain the dry sea?"

"……what is that?"

"It's tears."

"........."

"Do you know what the secret of immortality is?"

Feng Ce didn't know how to answer at all, so he smiled and waited for the answer.

Ye Xiaofeng was serious, "Breathe well, don't stop breathing."

Feng Ce laughed out loud.

One funny and speechless question after another pushed Feng Ce to a desperate situation. After laughing, he couldn't help it, so he covered his face and trembled all over.

Ye Xiaofeng continued to work hard, "Where is the narrowest road?"

"..."

"The road to Yuanjia is narrow. Why can't the hammer break the egg?"

"..."

A designer rushed to answer, "I have heard of this, because of course the hammer will not break."

Ye Xiaofeng nodded hurriedly, then stared at Feng Ce with dissatisfaction, "You don't even know how to be so simple!"

Feng Ce blinked his beautiful eyes, extremely innocent.

God knows that these questions are unheard of, how could he know that he could still ask questions like this.

"Which one hurts more, a stick or a hammer?"

Feng Ce laughed and burst into tears, "It hurts."

"Wrong! It's a headache, you idiot!"

"........."

"The last question!"

Feng Ce waited with bated breath.

"You can do it, I can do it, everyone can do it. One person can do it, two people can't do it together. What is this for?"

Feng Ce was dazzled by a series of pretentiousness, and he didn't understand the context of this sentence for a long time.

Finally, Ye Xiaofeng finished this brain teaser, he stepped back a few steps, stretched out his index finger to his lips, smiled lightly and shook his finger at Feng Ce, there was a very shallow dimple on the corner of his lips.

"It's... a dream."

It was indeed a dream, the most glamorous dream, captured in the silent camera without any omission.

The cameras in the hands of the four photographers, in the soft "dream" sound, saw at the same time, someone slowly raised his head, straightened up, sat on the chair, the smile in his eyes could not be hidden, and the lingering gaze , passing through every place, is all moving beauty, unspeakable gentleness.

Looking at those eyes, you must wonder what makes them so happy, so that the water is moist and full of affection.