Chapter 93 Men are creatures...
In the afternoon, a second-tier actress shot a photo promotional video.
The actress is Mingcan. She is an actress who previously starred in a Republican TV series and became popular because of her overly sexy figure.
Song Xi is quite familiar with her.
Before, when she was still at school, Mingcan was still a small internet celebrity, and he had asked her to take many popular photos.
The two of them had perfect chemistry and didn't put on airs like other stars. The filming was finished in a few hours and they were able to get off work early.
As soon as Song Xi put away the equipment, Mingcan came up to her mysteriously and whispered something in a low voice.
"Teacher Xi, are you free tonight to take on a private job for me?"
Mingcan took out the photo from his phone and showed it to her.
"Take a set of personal photos for me. I want them to look like this. They need to be released tonight. It's urgent."
Song Xi looked down and her face suddenly turned pale.
What kind of private photo is this... Is this, is this a pornographic film...
She had only seen photos of this scale on pornographic websites that popped up when a virus invaded her computer.
Is Mingcan crazy?
Don’t want to be a star anymore?
Want to collapse the house?
"Why do you want to do such a bold thing?" Song Xi asked, covering her screen with her hand.
"Hook a man."
What a straightforward answer.
Song Xi looked around. Fortunately, there was no one in the studio at the moment. Otherwise, if she heard the popular actress say this, the gossip would be among the top three hot searches tomorrow.
Mingcan explained to her, "I'm trying to get a role recently and need an interview opportunity, but my sponsor has been in a bad mood and ignored me. I need a set of arousing private photos to seduce him. Can you help me?"
Is this something she, an outsider, can hear?
Song Xi's face turned red and white: "Why are you telling me so much? I don't want to eat melon..."
"Just help me take a group photo."
Mingcan took her arm and said, "Teacher Xi, we've worked together for so many years, and I only trust you. If this kind of thing falls into the hands of other photographers, it will easily be exposed! Especially if it's an unreliable male photographer."
That's true.
Song Xi had a photo shoot with Mingcan when she was in college, and until she became famous, she never released any of the photos she had.
On the contrary, some photographers, in order to gain popularity and increase their followers, always expose some base photos of celebrities they have photographed.
But this is the first time Song Xi has filmed something of this scale.
She hesitated: "No, I don't want to take a picture."
"You're not being loyal enough."
Mingcan used his trump card: "Last time you bought a custom bag for your bestie, was it me who helped you? And when you picked out those limited edition cufflinks as a gift for your husband, was it me who also helped you?"
"Next time it's your husband's birthday, when you give him a gift or something, will he still need me?"
Song Xi: “…”
But then again.
These photos don't reveal anything, so you can take them as conservatively as possible.
"Okay, I'll only take six photos. Wait until I get off work."
Mingcan smiled and secretly sent her an address: "Then I'll wait for you. Remember to come after get off work and dinner. Muah."
“OK.”
Song Xi gestured and told her to leave quickly.
Mingcan's private photos were taken in her private residence, which is a very strict high-end community.
The setting is simple, but the clothes are bold.
Sofa, kitchen, dining table, bed, carpet, and the last one is in the bathroom.
Mingcan has an extremely good figure and a pure and innocent face, which creates a huge contrast between the two feelings.
Song Xi used his own personal camera.
Even though she is a woman, she wants to drool over this soft, fragrant and charming beauty.
She adjusted her personal camera and guided Mingcan's movements based on her feelings. Although she was very tempting, she still tried hard to find the clear and tenacious vitality beneath her body.
Song Xi had heard the gossip released by the marketing account. Mingcan dropped out of school after high school to work. He had an alcoholic father, a sick mother, a sister who went to school, and she was hardworking.
It’s not easy to get to where we are today.
People in the entertainment industry often tease her about her figure, using the word "sexy" as a synonym and saying she is a bus.
Song Xi cleverly used a cover to cover the important exposed parts.
Mingcan is beautiful first and has a good figure second.
Mingcan was very satisfied when he saw the finished product.
"As expected, you have to be an artist to do this. What you shoot is much more advanced than Category III films. There's an indescribable artistic feeling to it."
Song Xi felt upset.
"Be careful with your words and speak well."
Ming Can laughed out loud: "There's a lot of dirty talk like that in bars. You're the only one who's pure, Teacher Song Xi."
Song Xi spent another hour quickly editing the photo on Mingcan's computer, sent the refined photo to her, and then deleted the film in the camera.
It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when it ended.
Song Xi prepared to go home.
Mingcan went into the cloakroom and took out two small sets of clothes, put them in a branded paper bag and handed them to her.
"Here, take it. It's for you."
Song Xi lowered her head and took out the things inside: a palm-sized piece of cloth, a few thin strings, lace, and black fishnet stockings.
Song Xi: “!!!”
Mingcan, it’s fine if you wear it yourself, but why did you give me a bunch of them!
Do I want to take a picture too?
I refuse!
Mingcan crossed her arms, looking rather disgusted. "Last time you gave your husband cufflinks, I wanted to say something. What a useless thing you gave me. You can't play with it or eat it. This isn't what men like."
Song Xi stuffed the lace into the bag and argued with a red face.
"My husband is different. He's very serious. He's a serious man and he likes cufflinks."
"Tsk—" Mingcan laughed disdainfully.
"The more serious a man is, the less he loves you. Why are you still showing off?"
She analyzed: "Men are creatures. If they love someone, they always want to press you to the bed, occupy you, get you, and penetrate you."
Song Xi's face turned red all the way to her neck.
"You're a star, please speak more clearly..."
"I'm telling you this from the bottom of my heart because I treat you like one of my own," Ming Can said. "If you don't believe me, try wearing it at night and see if your man will transform from a serious little puppy into a ferocious big bad wolf."
As she spoke, she stuffed the bag into Song Xi's hand.
"These are new clothes I bought, sterilized and never worn. They suit your style perfectly. Don't say I'm not nice to you. Consider this as an extra reward to thank you."
"Okay, let's go, my financial advisor is here."
Mingcan started to chase people away after he finished speaking.
Song Xi walked out with a buzzing head, holding a bunch of small gifts.
She put her things in the passenger seat and drove her scooter out of the community garage. When she was reversing, she saw a tall figure entering the elevator in the rearview mirror.
The man was wearing a loose silk patterned shirt. He was tall and slender, with a cynical temperament, like a playboy.
That profile... looks familiar.
Like a friend of Jingzhuo.
What's his name again... a scoundrel?
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