Group photo of the male gods in the beast world

"Baby, look here—"

Click.

Fu Ying hooked the camera strap with her fingertips, and a soft voice was heard, accompanied by the sounds of shutter clicks one after another.

In the camera, the domineering president, the overlord of the demon world, the white moonlight of the campus, the banished immortal male god, the handsome man of the demon world, the god of war in the world, including the young man from the Miao borderland, are all top male gods with no dead angles in 360 degrees.

The sharp eyes, the wild and untamable smile, the sculpted profile, the shadow cast by the brow bone, every detail is beautiful.

They kept taking pictures until the sky turned pale, and then Fu Ying ended the shooting with a feeling of being unsatisfied.

She sat cross-legged on the cushion, her whole body immersed in the photos on the floor. Her fingertips gently brushed across the masterpieces, and she couldn't help sighing. As expected, models are very important in photo shoots. Each one is a masterpiece among masterpieces and hard to let go.

Fu Ying processed the photo, tilted her head slightly, and took in the men in the photo as her eyes moved.

Under the pear tree, Teng leaned lazily against the trunk, his arms casually crossed in front of his chest. The well-tailored black suit made him look a bit wild, and the faint red fox pattern on his neck revealed a bit of danger.

Bai Cang and Dan Yue sat around the stone table, one holding a black piece, the other holding a white piece as white as jade on his fingertips. They fought back and forth on the chessboard mountain, and the two sides seemed to be evenly matched.

The chessboard was originally a decoration for the photo shoot, but unexpectedly, Bai Cang and Dan Yue were quite interested in it.

She only taught it once and the two fell in love.

The most stunning thing is Qinglan on the other side of the pear tree.

He sat under a tree, one leg bent and the other stretched casually, his wrists resting on his knees. Perhaps he was tired, so he closed his eyes to rest, and his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyes.

Pear blossoms fluttered, and the snow-white petals fell all over his shoulders, making him look like the ultimate campus male god who walked out of a comic book.

Luo Heng stood alone outside the crowd, the morning breeze lifting his purple curly hair. He looked into the distance, his profile dimly outlined by the morning sun, a faint fragrance floating in the air, and his whole beauty was almost unreal.

Wu and Yu Li stood a little further away.

Wu's posture was as straight as a pine tree, his slender fingers firmly holding the end of the red tassel spear, and he occasionally whispered a few words, his words concise and to the point.

Yu Li showed great interest in the spear. He flicked the tip of the spear with his fingers and his ears moved slightly, as if he was listening. After a moment, his fingertips moved like sharp claws, and sparks even flew out when they scraped against the spear.

He was startled and when he leaned back, the silver bells in his hair made a crisp sound.

Fu Ying stared at everyone, then suddenly turned away, raised her slender fingers, and the camera captured everyone in the frame.

Click.

Although the absence of Ni and Buye Hou makes the picture missing a corner, Yu Li's fresh intrusion adds some new vitality to the picture. This picture is quite precious, and it is called "Group Photo of Handsome Men in the Beast World".

Fu Ying raised her eyebrows slightly, flicked the photo with her fingers, and listened to the crisp sound of the photo paper. Suddenly, she understood that this was how King Zhou felt when he saw all the beauties in the world in Lu Tai.

enjoy.

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Sunset at dusk.

Fu Ying cleared out the filming area from last night, leaving only a pear tree and a chessboard. As for other places, there were several walnut tables and a black stone slab standing there, shining with a dark glow in the sunset.

This is what the males see when they emerge, bleary-eyed.

Fu Ying turned around and glanced at a few people. They were still wearing the clothes they wore when taking the photo last night, but they were wrinkled. They stood not far from the long table and the blackboard, looking like a group of animals who had strayed into a human classroom.

Of course, they are.

From now on, animal skins were far away from them. As a wealthy woman, she should dress up her man.

She knocked the blackboard with the stick in her hand: "Since you are all awake, then sit down obediently."

Bai Cang chuckled softly, and his crimson robe swept across the edge of the table like flowing clouds.

As soon as he sat down, the dumpling on his lap twisted into a pretzel, and his little arms like lotus root nodes tightly wrapped around his father's neck, but his black eyes rolled around in different ways, looking at this father and that father, as if he could never see enough.

"Father Danyue! Here!" When Tuanzi saw Danyue in the cradle, he suddenly jumped for joy and waved his chubby little hands desperately in that direction.

The little girl's voice was full of joy as she looked at her younger brother eagerly.

A gentle curve appeared on the corner of Danyue's lips. She walked forward with the swaddle in her arms and sat down beside Bai Cang.

Teng took a long step and walked to the table. As he leaned over, he tapped Tuanzi's head lightly with his slender fingers. "You heartless little bitch, have you forgotten who held you and made you happy in the beginning? Now you're thinking about Father Tanyue?"

Tuanzi covered his forehead and laughed, blinking his eyes and grinning, "Tuanzi just likes A-di and wants to play with him. Father, when will A-di chase Tuanzi?"

Bai Cang reached out and touched the delicate little tuft on Tuanzi's head, and said softly, "A few more days."

Tuanzi stood on Bai Cang's legs, gently poked the cub's face with his chubby little hands, and suddenly tilted his head to look at Danyue.

She shook her head, her voice full of childishness: "Father Tanyue, my brother's eyes are colorful. They are different from yours. He doesn't look like you, nor like mother. Why is that? Tuanzi looks just like father!"

Teng pursed his lips, glancing at the swaddling clothes in Danyue's arms. A hint of amusement flashed in his dark green eyes. He sat at the long table, propping up his cheek lazily, and said lazily, "Little fool, your brother doesn't have a father."

"Ah?" Tuanzi widened his eyes and turned to look at Bai Cang anxiously.

"Father, didn't you tell Tuanzi that everyone has a father? Why doesn't my brother have one? Isn't Father Tanyue my brother's father? Then, who will teach my brother how to hunt and help him grow up?"

The little girl didn't have so many complicated thoughts in her mind. She just knew that her brother didn't look like any of his fathers.

There was silence in the evening blanket.

Tan Yue frowned slightly and looked at Teng with a serious look: "This is also A Ying's cub."

Teng's eyes were half-closed, and a sneer of ridicule appeared at the corner of his lips: "Did I say anything?"

After he finished speaking, he lowered his voice and said to Tanyue with a hint of malice, "You probably haven't seen what kind of person Buyehou is, right? However, I'm really looking forward to seeing how Buyehou will react when this kid calls you father in the future."

Anyway, if it was his cub and called someone else "father", he would definitely kill that person!

Tan Yue was silent for a moment, her light blue eyes were exceptionally clear: "Then I will be his father."

A sinister smile curled up the corners of Teng's lips. "Marquis Buye used despicable tactics during Aying's mating season, nearly killing her. He disappeared without a trace afterwards. She went through so much while she was pregnant. If it weren't for Aying, the cub would have died. But to protect her, Aying endured countless hardships."

Hearing this, Tanyue pursed her lips and stopped talking.

He had indeed seen with his own eyes how much his own female had endured in giving birth to this cub.

"Who knows if the bloodline of Marquis Buye will be the same as his father in the future, making people..." Before he finished speaking, the cub's colorful eyes fell on Teng's face, clear and ignorant.

Teng suddenly fell silent because he saw some of Aying's shadow in the cub's face.