I Only Like Your Character Settings

After saying this sentence, Zhou Zong opened the wrist of Lin Mo, two hands in the pocket of suit pants.

Lin Yao has never intended to have a collection, but it has been telling him that there is a relationship between Zhou Zi and Xia Xiqing. He smiled and touched his wrist. He looked at Xia Xiqing. It means that he nodded deeply. " what……"

The summer hook in the mirror cleared the raging, Lin Mo consciously, smiled and left the makeup room. The door is again closed, only two people in the room left and Xia Xiqing.

I don't know why, the kind of attacking is like a balloon who is ventilated. I haven't been there. I haven't been there. Zhou Zi felt that she was more and more, and she was quite expected. "Reunion ", I have no good thing to have a good thing.

The more I want it, the more it is not a taste, who knows to hear a laughter. Zhou Zhezhen returned to God, saw that Xia Xi smiled and smiled, the more smiled at the low head.

"What are you laughing?" Zhou Zi was a little angry, he was obviously helping him, and he was laughing like this.

Xia Xi Qing's tears have to laugh, he worked hard, looked up and looked at Zhou Zi standing around himself. "He is not deeply involved in the world?" He smiled, holding down the chin, elbow to the side of the chair In the armrest, I looked at the eyes of the weekly smoldering into two new months.

Don't say anything else, this face is not deeply seen in the world. Weekly.

Xia Xi Qing's eyes are bright, and the head is smashing a starfish. His finger is gently in the cheek, repeating the words just whispered to Lin Mo, "all in a circle, many things you me I can't blame. "Said, his voice slowed down, the tail was like the walked clouds in the afternoon.

"I can't blame ..." He reached a hand, touched the soft fabric of the white sweater on the week, and the sleeve of the neutral finger is clear, like a brush, the knitted texture is placed, and his eyes are really smile. A .

Suddenly, his index buckled the belt buckle in Zhou Zixi, lifting the eyes, and his self-helping line last week.

"Which things are not strange?"

Zhou Zhi's brow is slightly frowned, which is the most sexy expression in the eyes of Xia Xi.

This person is simply ...

"I just find an excuse." Zhou Zi smashed from the pocket, attempted to take his restless finger from his belt, who knows that he has just held his slender fingers, and he was caught by Xia Xiqing, finger hard Embedded into the finger between the Zhouqi, tightly lived.

"Why do you want it?"

Ten fingers, such vocabulary should be the most sweet words in Zhou Zixi, but at this moment, Xiachao is more like a gangster who will be in the neck of the victim. Embrace, arrogant, determined.

The finger of the fingers produces a burning illusion. The alert in Zhou Ziyi once again, he tried to open the hand of Xia Xiqing, but his eyes did not care to sweep the wound on his lips, do not want to hurt him, have to make it, strong A pair of expressions, cold face answers, "I didn't have a lot of people, I don't want to be out of the 'photographer's hidden model, and well-known actors will pass the rumors."

It is fun, I am so interesting to find an excuse, and Xia Xi has cleared the eyebrows. The fingers are secretly hard, press the trial to escape the Zhou Zi, "So it doesn't matter before shooting before shooting?"

"I am afraid. For me, the birth map and passers-by, the student is not distinguished."

Zhou Zizhen said that if he said, he said that the eyes of Xia Xiqing glanced at his whole body.

It's not wrong to say.

"Lin Mo's perfectionist, will not destroy your work in order to do this." After the words, Zhou Ziyi felt that Xia Xi Qing's hand seems to relax, he took the opportunity to use another hand to open his hand. .

Penetrate. Not entirely. Zhou Zhao suddenly turned to him by him to hurt my fingers, reached into the suit pocket.

The end of the hand-in hand showed a prey escaping expression, he stood up from the chair and reached out to help the week self-helping his high collar, before the ten fingertips were held red. After taking a good collar, he looked slightly and looked at the eyes of Zhou.

"I like you halfway, use this angle to see me," Xia Xi Qing's voice is gentle, and hands slipped from the edge of the sweater high to his wide side shoulders, "let me really want to kiss you."

Zhou Zizheng stood against Xia Xiqing attempted to continue to close, but there was no hard to push away, "Someone is coming in here."

Xia Xiqing can't help but laugh.

This sentence is really awkward.

It seems that they will happen.

He biased his migraine, showing a sly, "So ... what you mean, if you change it, no one, can I kiss you?"

The concept of stealing is really a terrible skill.

Zhou Zhao was pulled by him, he couldn't say why, Xia Xiqing did not need to react, almost became a conditional reflection, and if you don't want to know how many people are tested.

I thought that these routines were repeatedly practiced by him in countless people. Zhou Zhao felt uncomfortable, a breath was blocked in the chest, and the voice of the opening was not conscious. "Do you think I am still biting last time?"

After the words, Xia Jiqing stretched out the tip of the tongue, licked his own lips, licked the blood, like delicious, "" His hands were swimed from shoulders to his back neck, Looking at the week self-us with a sow position.

"It is best to bite the next time."

Zhou Qishen opened his hand, then he took a step, "You are less than I am in my body."

"What is your mind?" Xia Xiqing took back to his chair and picked up the mobile phone put on the dressing table. "Do you think I want to come? Who is reminded that my assistant runs to pick me? Who promised me to come over? Timely repentance, I am still worried that I have repeatedly confirmed? "

Every sentence poked the weakness of Zhou Zixi, and he couldn't find the right words between the time.

Xia Xiqing asked again, "Why will you repent?"

This is the focus of Zhou Ziyi. He didn't even see the reason why he was uncomfortable after seeing Xia Xi.

"I have nothing to say."

Zhou Zhu does not want to lie, nor does it want to find an excuse.

Just when Xia Xiqing also wanted to ask, Shane took the special effect makeup artist back, and they complained in the trouble and triviality of Lin Yugo. Xia Xiqing and Zhou Ziyou have no more way, each sitting in their respective seats, Zhou Zi's hair stylist is also coming back.

"Self-sang, I just discussed with them, we feel that wet hair will be more sexy," the hair stylist grabs the hair that Zhou Zhao is blown up, "But it will not be wet, the forehead," she grabbed part , Press in the spray, spray it to drop the water, but the water beads will be in a hanging tip effect.

The special effect makeup artist painted a long scar on the face of Xia Xiqing, but he felt still not enough.

"Can you draw it into the effect of the flesh?" Xia Xi Qing smiled and said to makeup artist, "I think the impact will be even more."

The makeup is ready, and Xia Xiqing looked at the week self-portrait, the deep eyebrows were imprisoned by golden borders, equipped with high collar sweaters, and there is a kind of disabled ban.

He finally looked at himself in his own, torn black shirt, bare skin, the horicious wound, blood marks on his mouth and scarring. It seems that it is really like a poor victim.

The studio is arranged in a pure black background, a light brown walnut in the middle of a baroque style, backchair.

"Xi Qing, you first sit in the chair, I took two trials." Lin Mo Chao Qing Yang Yang, Xia Xi went to the past, sitting on the chair.

"The legs are separated, right, back to the chair, stand up," Lin Ye commanded, one side of the shutter, capturing every expression of Xia Xiqing.

After checking the photos just photographed, Lin Mo is still satisfied, "" Self-ranging is also. "

Xia Xialu turned his head, see Zhou Sao, walking from the dark, a pair of long legs wrapped in suits, and wear a dark gray man with a deep gray character outside, he lowered, carefully Surgical rubber gloves are worn in the hand, looking up, the eyes under the golden eyes are slightly smashed in the strong light of the reflective board.

If the metamorphosis mad is alive, there should be many people to come to die. Summer is sincere.

Double publication is not good. Most magazines are the most simple and left and right stations, but Lin Mo obviously doesn't want to use such boring postures.

"Xi Qing is sitting on the chair, from the back from the chair, standing behind him." Lin Yao said again, "From now, you have to remember your identity, a metamorphosis mad, and innocent victim Freedom. "

Zhou Zhen stood behind Xia Xiqing, two people tried several different standing positions, but they all made what the shutters pressed, and Zhou Zi's brain was empty. He knew that he had not entered the state, so it was shot. The photo is impossible to catch the human eye.

Lin Mo took a group, the makeup artist came to Zhou Zi Zi's hair, "I feel that this concept is hard to take."

Zhou Yi nodded, after reading the film, Lin Mo walked to him, said to the makeup artist, "I feel that the feeling of makeup is not enough, it is best to have a bit more bloody, and it is a bit."

Makeup artist is also a bit confused, "Now let's take too much, even if you take it, you can't do it."

"It is also possible." Lin Mo's face revealed some impatient expression. "You can't get good, let others get." After going to the side, he gave himself a root.

The expression of the makeup artist becomes embarrassed, Xia Xiqing looked at the Zhou Zi, who standing there, indeed, if you can more a little bit of blood, it will be better.

"Is there a pigment?" Xia Xiqing walked around the special effect makeup artist, "I guess you should have a lot of red pigments, just give me the wound."

Zhou Wei glanced, let the makeup artist sprinkled with himself, suddenly, the sound of the nozzle came to an abrupt.

"Self-saving."

Xia Xiqing's voice. Zhou Ziyou opened his eyes, a liquid got on his face, and he was a little fans to his eyes. He quickly closed his eyes, frowned, "What are you doing?"

"Is this okay?"

I just got to be the red pigment on Zhou Ziyi, like a sprayed blood, attached to his own contour, a few wet hair, to a deep eye nest, from the cheekbones, to the lips side.

Xia Xi Qing handed a brush and a plate with a sticky red pigment to the makeup assistant, took a golden silk glasses from Zhou Zixi, and worked softly to wear it on the face of Zhou.

This is like a real murderer.

Lin Mo has also gone, his face satisfied expression is almost unable to cover up, "Good, very good, this feeling."

Solved this question, Xia Xi Qing returned to his chair, Zhou Zi's Yu Guang followed his figure, he seems to be a bit tired, when sitting down, slightly bow, hand support forehead, micro-volume hair Scattered covered the face.

The wide shirt neckline is open, from the perspective of Zhou Zixi, you can clearly see the contour of his clavicle, clavicle, ribs, and continuous muscle lines, if there is a hidden, slightly ups and downs.

He suddenly thought of the case of the first time in the secret room with Xia Xiqing.

Xia Xiqing, half-in-half, with hands, hands, to explain the rope on the leg, with a compliance of the procurement.

"Do you have a handcuff here?"

When I heard this sentence, the low-headed summer Xiqing suddenly looked up and saw the week. I have to admit that Zhou Ziyi likes him soon, but he has not felt that he has entered that state.

"There is something wrong." Shane looked at Xia Xiqing, "Xi Qing, can you wear a hand?"

Xia Xi smiled, "No problem, obeyed."

Shane immediately told the assistant to take, and said, "Just right with you in the" escape of birthday "," The assistant took the handcuffs, I was handed over to Xia Xiqing, I was interrupted by Lin Mo. "" Give selfless, let the self-portrait. Makeup artist comes out, I have to shoot. "

Zhou Ziyou took the handcuffs in the assistant, went to Xia Xiqing, single knee on the ground, leaning on the summer of the chair to extend the two hands to his face, silver handcuffs.

This feeling is too familiar. The sound of the shutter is constantly eating in the ear, and the eyes of Xia Xiqing look at Zhou Zhuang, watching him standing, bypass your body.

"Self-ramping, face together to Xi Qing's ear, right, pinching his chin."

"Very good, feeling, keep this action." Lin Mo shifted his angle, even the assistant around him can listen, his voice is excited, "said self-portitable hands, right hand Live his chin. "

The first group of photos took nearly an hour, the effect is really amazing, and the staff in the two sheds are amazed.

"The performance of these two people is too powerful."

"I can't believe that it is a quilted person, look good."

"Don't be spent, hurry up."

When the film is selected, the opinions of Lin Mao and magazine have almost completely consistently, and they have chosen the same film.

In the picture, Xia Xi is sitting on a delicate gorgeous wine red mushroom chair, and his hands are handed from hand. After the face splashed on his body, he took the right hand with white rubber gloves from the back, and the Xia Xi Qing's chin was held, forced him to stand slightly.

The other white glove was biteed down, biting his teeth, biting his mouth, bare hand struggling to Xia Xialu, the foreigners, the index finger rejupes to the super-open lips between Xia Xi.

The eyes of the two people look straight to the lens. The eyes under the golden fibers are indifferent and cruel, and the pleasure of a desire to succeed.

And the skull of the skull, the low perimeter, the eyes seem to be hunt through the lens, but the face is enjoyed with a look.

It is really wonderful.

The latter two scenes are the shooting of the single-person page, and the scenes of Zhou Zi are the wardrobe in the bedroom, and the wardrobe opens in the door, and the model assistant takes the glasses for him.

"Imagine that you have now killed him, then you return to your own room, change the blurred clothes." Lin ink adjusted the machine, aligned the Zhou Shuo, "the eyes pair in the mirror, yes. "

Zhou Zixi pulled the sweater, and the right hand elbow hooks the sweater to go up, and the body is bare, standing in the summer search outside, holding a drink, very enjoying the surroundings and mermaid lines of Zhou Ziyi Honestly, more impact than him, such a body is too strong.

The cold liquid is inhaled, but the throat is more dumb.

"Two elbows rack clothes, eyes, look to the mirror, right." Lin ink changed a angle, near some, "take off, rub the blood point on his face with your fingers, and lift the bar, very good."

Xia Xialu's eyes stared at the back of the surrounding self-smashing, as the movement continued to affect the back muscles, and there is a downward, thin narrow waist.

The teeth can't help but bite the pipe of the straw.

Oh, I can't see it, it is so troublesome.

At the personal shooting of Xia Xiqing, the venue changed to the bathroom, put a bathtub filled with hot water. Lin Mo and Xia Xialu discussed the idea of ​​shooting, changed another set of clothes resting in the photography assistant, looking at the previous film.

Xia Ji cleared into the bathtub, warm water drowned his body, and the silk shirt sticked his skin. Xia Xiqing took the head in the front end of the bathtub, the arm was on the edge, and Lin Mo felt that this posture is good, so I took a few, and then called the modeling teacher, brought a three-finger-wide white lace, walking to Xia Xiqing .

"Try this in your eyes." The stylist listened to the arrangement of Lin Yugu, put the white lace gently on the eyes of Xia Xiqing.

"Lightster, on the top of the head, cloth, to be yellow."

Zhou Zi sat on the side and looked at Xia Xiqing lying in the bathtub, on his eyes, looked on a white lace, with a gloomy beauty. There are too many neutral style people in this circle, they are more delicate faces than most girls, but in the aesthetic system of Zhou Zi, those who are packaged are not enough to call it.

After reading the previous film, Lin Mo slightly, "I think it is a bit not enough," he called the director and Shane, "" Put the water in this bath into red. "

"No." The director shook his head, and did not drop his decision directly. "Just now, it is already a shock ball, this large area is absolutely not."

Shane shrugged, "I have long said to you."

Zhou Zen is in another, listening to a clear two, he turned his head, and struck his hand.

"It's a bad thing." Lin Mo felt very dissatisfied, his perfectionism did not allow himself to compromise at this time, and he also called the magazine edited, still a negative result. Several people can't fight in the studio, almost almost argue.

The discussion and quarrel have been continued for ten minutes. The water in the bathtub gradually cooled. Xia Xiqing feels tired, standing in the perspective of art, he understands Lin Mo's persistence, but the art and can be issued and another thing. He won the white lace, turned to the neck, and came to see Zhou Shuo.

Sitting in the distance, I also got my eyes with him, but only in an instant, he stood up and went to the center of quarrel.

"I have an idea." Zhou Ziyou.

I was still still arguing, and Xia Xiqing was slowly sat down from the bathtub, and a leg was put on top.

"What idea?" He was obviously dissatisfied with the sudden interrupted Lin Mo's face, and he didn't think that a male actor can convince his abilities in the perspective of art aesthetics.

Xiao Luo came in, holding two big bouquet of red roses in his hand, there is still three big bundles in the hands of the flower shop, each full of flowers is full, almost completely obscure their The upper body is really eye-catching, "self , flowers."

The Zhou Wei lost a bundle of it, and the petals were delicate and fresh. He stretched out his right hand without mercy, smashed the petals above, went to Xia Xiqing, and smashed in his hand. A petlet sprinkled in the bathtub.

"This is my idea."

The petals fell from half-air, falling on the water, saw that the petals of the falling petals, Zhou Ziyi saw that Xia Xi Qing's eyes leaked a surprised, he smiled slightly, turned, and handed the bouquet to the stack.

Lin Mo stunned, then suddenly laughed. He is really too unexpected.

Red, this is what he wants.

"There are five bouquet of roses here, and each bundle is ninety-nine, should be enough to cover this bathtub."

The stylist also saw that Lin Mo was conquered by this idea, so she immediately took the rose, sprinkled into the bathtub. Zhou Ziyi stood is also there, so she helped staff to pave the petals in the bathtub, and he has never had a handless shelf. He often went to the scene, which has become a habit.

A petal via his hand, as the water waves slowly wandered to the chest of Xia Xi, and the broken black shirt was intimately brought together.

"How did you think of this idea?" Xia Xi closed his head in the edge of the bathtub and whispered. The stylist came over to organize the hair of Xia Xiqing, and once again on his eyes again.

Zhou Zong did not speak, silently dialing the water surface, when the finger extracted from the surface, the fingertip took a petal.

Just now, when he sat at Xia Xiqing, he had an emergence in his mind that there is no need for any aesthetic knowledge, nor does it need any artistic perception.

Zhou Zi took the petlet, gently put on the lips of Xia Xiqing.

Only roses are commensurate with you. ]

He is so thinking, but I don't want to say to Xia Ji.

At least don't want it.