Chapter 113 Little Model 10 Little Model Dreaming of Fame
In Wu Lan's opinion, Fang Qisheng's proposal is simply a treasure book among the secrets of passing the level. The suggestion he made must be the most correct, and there is no doubt about it.
Thinking of the rumors and praises about Fang Qisheng he heard yesterday, he became even more convinced that as long as he followed the instructions, he would definitely become famous.
Even though the proposal sounded a bit strange, Wu Lan still nodded in agreement.
"Did it pour directly on you?"
He blinked and tried to take the bottle of aromatherapy oil, but Fang Qisheng avoided him.
"No, you need to spread the essential oil evenly, every spot needs to be applied properly."
Fang Qisheng unscrewed the bottle, poured the essential oil into his palm, and placed it under Wu Lan's nose, smiling: "It smells like roses. Is this a scent you can accept?"
Wu Lan moved closer and sniffed. The rich rose scent was very pleasant and fragrant, and soon filled the air.
"Yes, it smells good."
From Fang Qisheng's perspective, Wu Lan's round black head was close to his palm, the tip of her nose was curved and straight, and even the angle of looking down on her looked very beautiful.
He was sitting very well now, in a duck-like position on the cushion, with his two slender white arms between his legs and his shoulders tucked in somewhat conservatively.
The originally tight clothing now had some gaps, and the tiny pink tip flashed by, faintly pressing against the small piece of fabric.
The golden chains on his body swayed slightly with his movements, and the chains collided with each other, making a subtle and pleasant crisp sound.
Fang Qisheng narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "I'm glad you like it. Let me help you spread it evenly."
"Now, hold your hands out straight."
Wu Lan first obeyed the instructions obediently. He stretched out his hands, and after Fang Qisheng applied the essential oil in his palms on his body, he suddenly realized something.
Fang Qisheng is such a powerful person, isn't it a bit of a waste of talent to help him apply essential oils...
Thinking of this, Wu Lan opened her mouth and was about to speak, when she saw Fang Qisheng kneeling on one knee on the ground, lowering his eyes, and gently applying the essential oil to his arm, and then slowly applying it to his shoulder.
Due to the cool design of the top, the only two pieces of fabric are made of thin leather, so there is no need to worry about the essential oils getting dirty or seeping in.
The gold chain on the clothes looks particularly bright after being rubbed with essential oil, as if it is shining.
Wu Lan wanted to say that he could actually wipe it himself, but as soon as he said that, he heard Fang Qisheng say, "There are some places you can't wipe yourself."
As he spoke, Wu Lan felt a warm hand caressing her back. Fang Qisheng's palm was large, with a few calluses on the palm, which caused a slight itchy and tingling sensation when it rubbed against her body.
Fang Qisheng applied it seriously, pouring the essential oil into his palm again. He slowly moved down along the curve of the shoulder, carefully applying the rose essential oil on this white, tender and smooth petite body.
This body has very delicate skin, as white as snow. When it touches, the thin shoulders will tremble slightly. When it is applied to the white and tender belly, the tight lower abdomen will shrink inward, which is very sensitive.
Staring at the slender waist, the darkness in Fang Qisheng's eyes deepened a bit. He opened the palm of his hand and rubbed the fair skin with his rough fingertips.
This skin is very sensitive and fragile. With just a little pressure, a light pink blush immediately appeared on the skin, and the white and pink blended together, which was very beautiful.
Wu Lan's body was almost covered with essential oils, and the pleasant scent of roses filled the air. He felt like he was surrounded by roses and was about to be marinated.
Applying the essential oil wasn't uncomfortable, it just made his whole body feel slippery. But the application process made him feel a little uncomfortable. The man's warm, rough palm kept rubbing against his skin, giving him a strange feeling.
As soon as the other person touched him, he couldn't help shaking, and his stomach began to contract inward, and gradually the shaking became more violent.
Not only was he shaking, but he also accidentally let out some strange noises. Seeing this, he had no choice but to purse his lower lip and endure it.
It should be done soon, I'm almost done, just a little bit left...
"If you're shy, you can close your eyes."
As expected of a photographer, the other person saw through the subtle expression on her face. Wu Lan nodded shyly, closed her eyes, and her long eyelashes trembled non-stop.
His brows furrowed, and he pursed his lips tightly, thinking that closing his eyes would make him feel better, but he didn't expect that his senses became clearer.
He could clearly feel how the warm and hot palm was moving, and he also knew clearly that there was another big hand applying the essential oil. Fang Qisheng was applying it on him with both hands.
So dedicated.
No wonder Fang Qisheng is so famous. It turns out that he personally takes care of every detail just to do his best.
Fang Qisheng is indeed a very good photographer and a very good person.
Thinking of this, Wu Lan couldn't help but say, "Director Fang, you are so dedicated."
"Well, because you are special."
Wu Lan blinked, not quite understanding what Fang Qisheng meant. He wanted to ask, but was afraid of appearing too stupid, so he had to shut his mouth and pretend to understand.
As the essential oil continued to be applied to Wu Lan, she gradually felt a little hot, and tiny beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose.
He relaxed for a moment, and his lips, which had been pursed, opened without him noticing. A soft moan escaped from his lips, and a wet, red, soft tongue could be seen hidden in his slightly open mouth.
Suddenly, his whole body trembled, and he raised his eyes tremblingly. He couldn't help but hunch his shoulders, and with trembling hands he grabbed the two big wrists that were touching his body.
"Director Fang, this is so strange..."
Looking at Fang Qisheng's calm and indifferent eyes, Wu Lan suspected that it was all an illusion, but there was still a lingering warmth in her eyes.
"Well, it's almost done."
He poured some more essential oil on his palms, rubbed his hands together to warm them up, and then applied the oil carefully and repeatedly with his warm fingertips until the area was twisted and covered with the fragrant rose essential oil. Then he twisted his fingertips and moved them around.
Wu Lan felt dizzy from the scent of roses. She held Fang Qisheng's hands but had no strength left, so she placed them softly on top of him, letting him continue applying the rose without any resistance until Fang Qisheng was satisfied.
"alright."
These two words were undoubtedly the sound of nature to Wu Lan. He raised his trembling eyelashes and his gaze fell on Fang Qisheng's clothes.
This piece of clothing didn't look cheap, but it was stained with essential oil, which had seeped into it, making it look patchy, but Fang Qisheng didn't seem displeased at all.
Fang Qisheng is indeed a professional!
In order to take good photos and present the model in the best condition, we don’t care even if the clothes are dirty.
Wu Lan thought that she also had to work harder. If she wanted to take good-looking photos, she must seize the opportunity.
Following Fang Qisheng's instructions, Wu Lan posed, and after several shutter sounds, he received Fang Qisheng's praise.
"Very good, great expression, keep it up, another one."
"Great job, yes, that's it, stand up straight, look down..."
Praise was mixed in with instructions, and Wu Lan felt even more dizzy. He just did whatever Fang Qisheng told him to do, and was extremely obedient.
He remembered clearly that Fang Qisheng hadn't said much during the work yesterday, only nodding his head now and then to show his satisfaction. Now, the constant praise and compliments showed that he was doing a really good job, definitely better than yesterday's performance.
After taking this set of photos, I guess he will really become famous. Just like what the makeup artist sister said yesterday, anything created by Jingfang Qisheng will definitely be a big hit.
"Go sit on the sofa with your knees, place your hands on the armrests, and lean forward slightly."
Wu Lan obediently followed the instructions, but when he put his hands on the armrests, he forgot that his palms were full of essential oils, and accidentally fell forward.
"careful!"
After hearing Fang Qisheng's reminder, Wu Lan wanted to hold on to something to steady her body, but her slippery hands couldn't hold on at all, so she could only fall to the ground helplessly.
He was prepared to get hurt from the fall, but when he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on Fang Qisheng, using him as a cushion.
"Are you hurt?"
"No, I'm not hurt. Sorry, I'll get up right away."
Wu Lan's forehead hit the other person's shoulder. He wanted to get up and supported himself on the floor with his hands, but his palms were too slippery and he fell on Fang Qisheng several times.
The more this happened, the more anxious he became. His snow-white face gradually turned red, and he breathed slightly, and his flushed face looked even more beautiful.
If Fang Qisheng hadn't noticed the increasingly shy and flustered look in Wu Lan's eyes, he would have really thought that this little girl was deliberately seducing him.
Even with her entire body resting on top of him, she didn't feel heavy, it felt light and airy. His hand rested on her lower back, warm and soft, caressing it gently as he once again inwardly marveled at the smoothness of her skin.
Fang Qisheng was a little dazed for a moment. When he came to his senses, he found that there was a tall man in a suit and tie standing at the door.
After seeing the man's face clearly, Fang Qisheng frowned slightly.
"Why are you here?"
The man walked out of the shadows, casually glanced at the two people lying on the ground, and his playful gaze fell on the young man lying on Fang Qisheng.
The boy was wearing cool clothes, or more accurately, sexy clothes. He had someone smear something on his body, which made it shiny and greasy. With the golden chains on his body, he looked like a charming fairy.
This body looks thin, but the waistline is particularly beautiful, and the two deep dimples on the back are the perfect highlight.
Just by looking at the back, Jiang Yao felt a little dry in the mouth and his throat was tight.
Although he couldn't see the boy's face, he could easily infer that the boy was not that ugly.
Jiang Yao curled his lips, casually looked at the young man with his back to him, and replied knowingly, "Did I disturb you?"
A normal person would have turned away if they had encountered such a situation. However, Jiang Yao and Fang Qisheng had known each other for many years, and this was the first time he had seen his friend in such a situation, so he couldn't help but want to be a jerk.
Especially when he saw Fang Qisheng's expression change, Jiang Yao's face became more amused. He tutted twice, "I didn't expect that Director Fang would actually play the game of unspoken rules. This really surprises me..."
Halfway through the conversation, the young man who had his back turned suddenly turned around.
Jiang Yao was stunned, his eyes fixed on Wu Lan.
I saw this snow-white little face with a blush of embarrassment, her facial features were delicate like a treasured doll, her long, black eyelashes trembled, and the tip of her small nose was also red.
His eyes were crystal clear, filled with confusion, helplessness and shyness. His innocent and sweet face looked like a little boy who had accidentally fallen into a den of brothel, but he was wearing extremely sexy clothes, as if he was a charming angel.
Jiang Yao had seen this little boy before. He bumped into him when he was coming out of the meeting room. Until now, he still remembers the pleasant fragrance on the little boy.
But now, the innocent little girl in my impression not only wears sexy clothes, but also lies on Fang Qisheng, with Fang Qisheng touching her lower back.
Jiang Yao inexplicably felt that the hand on his lower back was somewhat annoying. He frowned and forced himself to look away from this beautiful and innocent face.
When he opened his mouth again, he was despised and accused by Qi Sheng.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Fang Qisheng, you are such a scoundrel! You're actually playing with the hidden rules!"
Jiang Yao strode over and picked up Wu Lan swiftly, but found that Fang Qisheng had a sullen face and was holding Wu Lan's wrist tightly.
Jiang Yao's face darkened at the same time, but before he could say anything, Fang Qisheng suddenly asked, "Do you want to come with me?"
Jiang Yao was stunned again.
Looking into the eyes of the pretty little one in his arms with her big watery eyes, his throat tightened even more, his heartbeat inexplicably began to accelerate, and even the blood in his body became boiling hot.
He swallowed and looked at Wu Lan's white and tender belly, his eyes full of hesitation.
...With two of them together, can this little guy eat it?
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