Song Lingshan raised her eyebrows slightly, and a dangerous glint appeared in her fox-like eyes.
"Anything is fine with me, are you sure?"
Su Luo's heart skipped a beat. She knew that whenever Song Lingshan showed this expression, it meant she was about to be in trouble.
But he had no choice.
With "Nine Lamas" biting his calf, he didn't want a piece of flesh to be torn off. His legs were long, straight, and beautiful; they were the part of his body he was most satisfied with.
If Kurama really bites me, it will definitely leave a scar. No, absolutely not.
No matter how outrageous or bullying Song Lingshan was, at most she would leave him with bruises, but she would never pierce or scratch his skin and leave unsightly scars.
After careful consideration, Su Luo said, feeling wronged.
"I'm sure..."
Song Lingshan smiled with satisfaction and called out to the little leopard.
"Nine Lama, come here!"
The little leopard's ears twitched, and it immediately let go of Su Luo's leg, behaving like a big wolfhound, running to Song Lingshan's side and obediently lying down at her feet.
Song Lingshan smiled and stroked its fluffy head. The little leopard obediently raised its head and purred contentedly.
"??!!"
Su Luo stared in shock, her eyes widening and her lips twitching slightly.
Seriously? This little leopard really knows how to treat people differently. Song Lingshan has only had it for a few days, and it's already so well-behaved, and as docile as a dog.
Is this still the wild leopard he remembers?
Don't you have any dignity left?
Perhaps times have truly changed; even wild leopards have succumbed to the clutches of capital, completely devoid of any moral compass.
Su Luo took a deep breath, jumped down from the windowsill, walked to Song Lingshan, lowered her head, nervously fiddled with her fingers, and asked in a low voice.
What do you want me to do?
The sooner he dies, the sooner he'll be reborn. Let the storm rage on; he's already preparing.
Song Lingshan didn't say anything, but turned and walked towards the bedroom.
Su Luo was filled with anxiety, wondering what new tricks Song Lingshan was up to.
Shortly after, the bedroom door was opened.
Song Lingshan, carrying a camera and a white square gift box, handed the gift box to him.
"Wear this, and I'll take some pictures of you."
I secretly thought to myself, "I'll also record some short videos while I'm at it."
Su Luo nervously accepted the gift box, opened the lid, and almost dropped it in fright.
Inside was a light blue maid outfit.
This dress is even more stunning than the Lolita dress she's wearing.
They even want to take pictures. If those pictures get out, he'll never be able to live in this world again.
Su Luo hugged the box tightly, looked up, and her fair face turned as red as if it had been soaked in red wine, almost steaming.
His dark eyes were filled with grievance, and he suppressed his anger, speaking in a trembling voice.
"First, is it absolutely necessary to wear it?"
He really regrets it. Can he take back what he said?
Song Lingshan smiled and said, "What, are you going to back out? You just promised me."
Su Luo lowered her head, her voice sounding like she was about to cry.
"But, but you didn't tell me to wear this."
With a snap!
Song Lingshan slammed the camera on the coffee table and said sternly.
"You said you could do whatever you wanted!"
"Change it now! Or I'll have Nine-Rat bite you to death!"
Su Luo was so frightened that she trembled all over and immediately put down the maid outfit inside.
She quickly changed into her maid outfit.
Barefoot, Su Luo awkwardly clasped her hands, her face flushed, and her wet eyes looked at Song Lingshan, who was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed like an empress, and asked softly.
"Mr. Song, is this alright?"
Song Lingshan raised her chin slightly and asked arrogantly, "What did you call me?"
Su Luo suddenly felt that the scene seemed familiar.
Oh right, last time it was in the office, she forced herself to change into that white shirt in the same way, and then asked me with that same arrogant expression what I should call her.
But this time was different from the last. He was now wearing a maid outfit and a white wig, which was even more embarrassing than last time.
But the Nine-Headed Rabjam seemed to understand Song Lingshan's meaning, and was staring at him menacingly, as if it would pounce on him and bite his neck off if he disobeyed.
Under immense pressure, Su Luo humbled himself and said shyly.
"Sister, older sister."
Song Lingshan picked up the camera from the coffee table and started snapping photos of Su Luo.
Click, click!
The flash of the camera made Su Luo frown and instinctively raise her hand to cover her face.
"Put your hands down and strike a pose."
Su Luo's chest heaved slightly as she lowered her hand with difficulty, stiffly tugged at the corners of her mouth, and made a silly peace sign at the camera.
Song Lingshan pressed the shutter button, finally unable to hold back her laughter.
It's so funny! It's silly, but super cute!
Oh my god, she's going to use this photo as her wallpaper from now on.
Seeing Song Lingshan smile, Su Luo asked expectantly, "Is it... all done?"
Song Lingshan immediately suppressed her smile and said coldly.
"No, look at you, you're like an idiot, you can't even do the most basic movements right."
"The director even tried to persuade you to act. Do you think you can do it well? He must be blind."
"Keep going! If you can't get me a move that satisfies you today, you're not going to sleep!"
Su Luo felt like dying, but he couldn't die. He still had a daughter to raise. Although he was very tired of living, he still wanted to live a few more days.
After all, he firmly believed that the hardship was only temporary and that there would definitely be a day when he could get through it.
He had no choice but to bite the bullet and cater to Song Lingshan's preferences by re-posing.
After taking countless photos, Song Lingshan led Su Luo to photograph every corner of the living room, and then went to the bedroom, kitchen, and bathroom.
They even pointed the showerhead at him, soaking him completely. The thin fabric clung to his body, making him feel very uncomfortable.
Finally, Song Lingshan led him to the balcony.
A gentle evening breeze instantly chilled Su Luo to the bone, causing her to shiver. She hugged her arms, but seeing Song Lingshan's enthusiasm, she didn't dare admit she was cold.
Seeing this, Song Lingshan didn't pity him at all. Instead, as if she was deliberately making things difficult for him, she made him continue to pose.
Su Luo stood in the cold wind, struck a few cute poses, sneezed several times, and finally couldn't hold back any longer and spoke.
"Sister, please, can you hurry up?"
He's in poor physical condition; if he keeps filming like this without stopping, he'll probably catch a cold.
Catching a cold means missing work, and missing work means a deduction in wages. He hasn't even bought Su Jianni any doll accessories yet. If he deducts his own wages, he won't have any money to buy Su Jianni seasonal clothes when it gets cold in a couple of days.
Song Lingshan smiled slightly, "Okay, then kneel down and let me take a picture."
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