Half-taken off
The man under his command was still moving around, and Jiang Qing fumbled to stabilize his head.
"Don't move..." She muttered to herself, threw the phone aside, and busied herself with posing for the boy.
"Jiang Jiang, are you listening? Jiang Jiang?" The boy's voice kept coming from the phone, but the girl had no time to pay attention.
As soon as Jiang Qing let go, the boy's head fell uncontrollably. Jiang Qing had no choice but to hold him up with great effort, "Tilt your head up."
She lifted up a few of the boy's alopecia, looked around, staggered to the table, poured beer on her hand, and made a hair grabbing gesture on Chen Heng's head.
"Stroke it, stroke it up." She said, hiccups uncontrollably.
Chen Heng opened his eyes slightly and saw a figure swaying in front of him. He reached out to pull the person in front of him, wanting her to stop so that he could look at her face clearly.
"Jiang Jiang..."
"Um."
"Jiang Jiang..."
When Lin Nanyan arrived at the scene, he saw Jiang Qing pulling Chen Heng's hair. Chen Heng was sitting on the ground with his eyes slightly open, holding on to Jiang Qing's clothes without letting go.
Chen Heng shouted: "Jiang Jiang..."
Jiang Qing responded: "Yeah."
Lin Nanyan: ...
The boss hurriedly handed Lin Nanyan the pink, elderly-looking phone in his hand. He looked embarrassed and said, "You saw it too. The two of them kept repeating the same questions. They didn't know anything even when I asked them. Luckily, the phone on the table was still working, otherwise I wouldn't be able to contact you."
"Thank you, boss. Sorry for bothering me," Lin Nanyan took the pink phone and put it in his pocket. He picked up his own phone to scan the code and asked, "Have they paid?"
The boss quickly covered the payment code of the stall: "Paid, paid, the boy paid in advance."
"Boss, you go ahead and do your work. Don't worry about us." Lin Nanyan pointed at the new guest.
The boss looked over and a smile immediately appeared on his face. He asked the new customer loudly: "What would you like to eat?"
Lin Nanyan approached the two people on the ground, the smell of alcohol hitting his face. He held his breath slightly and covered Jiang Qing's slender fingers with his big hand.
"Let go first, okay?"
Jiang Qing had just finished a round of the "hmm" game. When she heard a familiar voice, she looked over in a daze.
A beautiful face suddenly came into view, with an imposing handsomeness.
Jiang Qing subconsciously loosened her hand and was about to shift her target to grab the boy's head. Lin Nanyan tilted his head slightly and gently grasped Jiang Qing's wrist with one hand.
Jiang Qing was lifted up by the force, and felt a resistance halfway. Before she could react, Lin Nanyue had already shaken off the boy's hand that was pulling her clothes, and she was successfully pulled up.
Chen Heng's hands grasped in vain, but only caught a ball of air.
Lin Nanyan held Jiang Qing's arm and asked her to sit on the chair, then peeled a candy and handed it to the girl's lips.
Lin Nanyan coaxed softly, "Come on, open your mouth."
Jiang Qing stared at the boy blankly, then suddenly took a bite.
"hiss--"
Pain and a feeling of wetness and warmth came together, and Lin Nanyan could feel the hard teeth grinding repeatedly on his flesh.
Jiang Qing nimbly rolled up the sour candy with her tongue, frowned, and spat out the excess unpalatable "candy skin".
Lin Nanyan held his breath and pulled out his fingertips, leaving behind a thin silver thread that broke in an instant.
The fingertips were red and swollen, with a row of small teeth marks.
The teeth marks were not only left on the fingers, but also on the tip of the heart. The strange feeling made Lin Nanyan very uncomfortable.
He pulled his hand back, curling his fingers behind his back.
Looking up, he saw Jiang Qing's happy smile as she ate something she liked. He smiled and gently lifted Jiang Qing's arm and placed it on the table.
"Jiang Jiang, please don't move around. I'll give you another candy later."
Jiang Qing chewed the candy in her mouth with sparkling eyes and nodded obediently.
Seeing that the girl was leaning on the table with all her strength and would not fall down due to exhaustion, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the boy on the ground.
Chen Heng leaned against the big tree behind him with his head tilted back and one leg bent.
His hair was soaked in beer and slid back wetly, revealing his fair and full forehead.
His face was flushed from being drunk, and one of his eyes was slightly open, looking in their direction. The light shone into his eyes, flickering tiny rays of light.
Lin Nanyan walked over and kicked the drunk boy, who was completely different from usual.
"Can you still get up?"
Chen Heng's eyes were blank, he looked at him but acted as if he wasn't looking at him, with no reaction.
Seeing this, Lin Nanyan squatted down, touched Chen Heng's pants, took out the mobile phone from his pocket, unlocked it with his face, opened the communication page, but suddenly stopped.
Chen Heng...Who can come to pick him up?
He closed his eyes slightly, then scrolled down, skipped over a few names at the top, clicked, and dialed.
"Chen Heng is drunk at the night market southwest of the Central Square."
Putting the phone back into Chen Heng's pocket, he took off his coat and threw it on the boy, then turned around and went back.
Jiang Qing bit the candy in her mouth with a crunching sound. Seeing the boy coming back, she swallowed it quickly and opened her mouth to indicate that her mouth was empty.
Lin Nanyan peeled another candy and put it into the girl's mouth.
Jiang Qing lay down contentedly with the candy in her mouth. She was a little sleepy, but someone was shaking her body and buzzing in her ears, which made her unable to sleep.
"Jiang Jiang, don't sleep, you will catch a cold." Lin Nanyue gently pushed the girl.
"Go away!" Jiang Qing waved the boy's hand away in frustration. Just as she was feeling sleepy, she suddenly felt something furry on her hand. She looked over in confusion.
The squatting boy took her hand and placed it on his hair. He looked up at Jiang Qing and asked, "Don't you want to take a picture?"
The boy's fair face appeared slightly red under the light, his skin was well-fitting, his nose was high and his bones were distinct.
The warm tones on his face, combined with his own cool aura, create a contradictory yet harmonious picture.
Jiang Qing stretched out her hand in a daze, sliding it down along the boy's eyebrows and eyes, and finally landing on his colored lips.
Press down slightly with your fingertips, leaving a shallow depression.
Jiang Qing suddenly came back to her senses and fumbled around on her body, "My..."
A brown object suddenly appeared before her eyes, and she exclaimed in surprise, "It's a CMOS."
She grabbed it and looked it over, confused and muttering to herself, "Why is the design so retro?"
Lin Nanyan was silent. This was the latest miniature camera on the market, combining the most popular fashion elements. He compared several brands before finally deciding on this model that Jiang Jiang might like.
Unexpectedly, it’s still not beautiful enough.
Jiang Qing hung the SLR around her neck and fiddled with it expertly. "Retro cameras are so expensive! I've never touched a camera this beautiful."
Lin Nanyan looked up in surprise, "Jiang Jiang thinks it looks good?"
"Of course," Jiang Qing explained to the outsider in front of her, "a newer camera isn't necessarily better. Everyone has different tastes, and different cameras have subtle differences in color, light perception, and detail capture."
When it comes to professional matters, she speaks much more clearly.
"Different equipment and parameters will result in vastly different results when shooting the same scene."
“Retro tones are also a style.”
She raised her camera and took a picture of the boy who was listening attentively in front of her, and did not forget to turn the screen around to invite him to come and see.
"You see, the colors in the pictures taken with this model of camera are more vivid, but the whites are slightly distorted."
"The contrast is clear, making the portrait more vivid."
"Black hair becomes darker, shadows on the face intersect, and the more defined the bone structure, the better looking it is in the photo..."
Lin Nanyan looked at the girl in a daze.
He had never seen this side of Jiang Jiang before, enthusiastic and focused. When she talked about what she loved, her eyes seemed to glow, making it hard to look away.
It seemed that in a place that was difficult for him to reach, Jiang Jiang had grown into an excellent adult.
For the first time, Lin Nanyan felt the reality of the nine years of separation.
As Jiang Qing spoke, she directed the boy to tilt his head back, tuck in his jaw, and fiddle with his hands.
"Yes, yes, this is the look."
"Give me a little more eye contact, look at me, look at the camera."
"As expected of a model, pretty and handsome."
Although Jiang Qing's mind was still confused by alcohol, as soon as she touched the camera, there was a beautiful woman standing in front of her. She would be sorry for herself if she didn't take a picture.
Praises came out of his mouth automatically, and the camera was held very steadily.
Lin Nanyan was forced to work, and although he didn't drink any alcohol, he felt hot in his ears.
When Zhang Yuexuan arrived at the night market, she was shocked by the scene before her.
A girl was rushing over and trying to pull off the boy's clothes, while the boy was pulling at his clothes tightly with a red face.
He was like a good man who was bullied. He didn't dare to use force for fear of hurting the other person, nor did he dare to push the other person away from the scene. The two of them were entangled and particularly eye-catching.
Jiang Qing coaxed: "Believe me, half-undressed is the most handsome."
Lin Nanyan covered his clothes, pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Aren't abs for people to see? They've already been trained, why are you hiding?"
The girl launched into a barrage of aggressive words, and when the boy was caught off guard, she ripped open several buttons on his collar, revealing his beautiful collarbone.
Lin Nanyan grabbed Jiang Qing's wrist as she was about to continue, the blush in the corners of his eyes still not fading, but his eyes had darkened.
"Jiang Jiang, how many boys' abdominal muscles have you seen?"
Every word he spoke, he gritted his teeth.
Jiang Qing was suddenly restrained and met the boy's gaze. Somehow, her eyes began to wander.
She lost strength in her hands, "I...I..."
I thought about it for a long time but no one came out, so I just gave up.
"What's wrong? I'm a photographer. Looking at handsome men and beautiful women only proves my professionalism, okay?"
"I not only looked, I also touched it."
Jiang Qing said confidently.
She tries to avoid physical contact at work, but at certain moments, such contact is unavoidable, such as when the model's body is stiff, or when she can't adjust the pose to the angle she wants.
Of course, the prerequisite is that the guest agrees.
"You..." Lin Nanyan's brain buzzed. He really didn't expect such an answer. "You..."
Countless men's abdominal muscles and the girls surrounded by them flashed before my eyes.
For a moment, he felt that his brain was a little lacking in oxygen.
Jiang Qing glanced at him, and said angrily, "Just because you're stingy doesn't mean others are stingy. My guests are all very generous."
"I didn't say that." Lin Nanyan didn't know how he managed to hold on without dying of anger. He squeezed out a word from between his teeth, "I won't show it to you."
Jiang Qing glanced at him, her eyes falling on his hands that were tightly clutching his clothes, her meaning was very clear.
Let me see it, and you won’t let me take it off?
Lin Nanyan: "...turn around."
As long as she allowed him to take the picture, Jiang Qing didn't mind letting him take the picture. She was in a good mood and turned her head as the boy said.
What caught her eye was a crowd of people surrounding her, watching her strip off a man's clothes in the street.
Jiang Qing looked back and suddenly realized.
"So, you're shy."
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