92. A white and fluffy hand-made cannon shoots a beautiful photo of the door.
92. A white and fluffy hand-made cannon shoots a beautiful photo of the door.
Huh? Not bad, huh?
Bai Hu shook off the wet wipe on his hand... claws and planned to put the tool stained with anesthetic back into the collar.
After all, Koala's paws are not as flexible as human hands. After struggling back and forth for half a day, they still couldn't get it back in. So Bai Huan was so angry that...
Turned back into human form.
He kicked the prostrate Flower Man, his face full of regret.
What's the point of this suffering? With a good family background and marrying a standard rich second generation, if you don't mess around, this life will pass by happily.
But unfortunately this woman has an ocean-like bust, but not an ocean-like temperament. Hmm, it's simply a small ditch, relying on power to bully people and brush off her existence.
It is said that those who often walk on a dark road will eventually see ghosts, and this saying is probably referring to people like Hua Man.
He stared at her with an expressionless face, snapped his fingers evilly, and then, like holding a chicken, dragged Hua Man into the second-floor bedroom and threw her onto the luxurious big bed like throwing trash.
He immediately went downstairs and came back up, this time with a Rottweiler the size of a calf, its tail wagging, behind him... one of Hua Man's pets.
He brought this Luo Weina up here purely on a whim.
He initially thought it was just a calculation, only wanting to experience the photography life of Guan Xi Da Shi, but when he arrived at Hua Man's doorstep, he discovered that there was such a big guy.
Since there are resources, they should be fully utilized.
With the "male" protagonist going upstairs, Bai Huan suddenly stripped off Huaman's clothes with a few quick movements.
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What a fine big cow, the career line is really good! Guan Xi Xiong hugged his arm, and after humming in praise for two sentences, he immediately fell into deep distress.
"Posing is indeed a profound study!" Bai Huang held up Huaman's Olympus and looked left and right for a long time, finally sighing in admiration.
Faced with a comatose person, Farmer Uncle can handle it with ease, but if you want to take a picture of a woman who has fainted and still make her look lewd and seductive, that's obviously not something just anyone can do.
After adjusting from several angles, Bai Huang was still not quite satisfied.
In the end, he couldn't help but sigh and say: being a king is not something you can just decide to be, it's not that easy!
A small body art photography, unexpectedly contains many elements such as angle selection, light and shadow application, composition, even camera holding posture. These things, for Bai Huan who had never been in contact with photography before, are simply no less than forcing an old sow to climb a tree!
One word: difficult.
Two words: hard work.
Three words: really troublesome.
Close the door and let the dog out.
Directly become a beast.
Helplessly giving up the idea of taking a solo photo, Bai Huan's mind moved, and that Rottweiler excitedly pounced on him, then under the command of a certain unscrupulous Druid, began a piston-like motion.
Although Wang Xingren was just pretending and didn't really do it...
But from the lens, what is captured are all dynamic and exciting scenes that make otaku's blood boil, a thrilling mess!
He took a dozen or so photos in one pose, then Bai Hua flipped Fan Man over and they started again with a new style. At this moment, he was like a rookie reporter who had just left the nest, his excitement and joy almost overflowing from every pore of his body.
After finishing shooting the overall with a telephoto lens, Bai Huan was more or less self-taught in photography.
With a quick movement, he picked up the camera and walked around to the bedside, taking a shot from this angle that perfectly captured the heads of both "dog man and woman"! Anyone who knew them would surely be able to recognize the female lead as Hua Man, but she just happened to be unconscious at the time.
The camera's indicator light flashed continuously, and this "spring palace map" of the fairy fighting was meticulously recorded into the memory card.
Bai Huan didn't put down his camera until more than half an hour later, and then he started cleaning up the scene.
After sending the traitorous Wang Xingren back to the doghouse in the backyard of his villa, he didn't delay any longer and left with his camera without hesitation.
I quietly left, just as I quietly came; I waved my sleeves and took away countless beautiful scenes.
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Hua Man woke up at 10:30 in the evening.
Dazed and confused, I looked around and found myself lying on the sofa, still fully dressed.
Straining to recall what had happened, Huaman's rosy face suddenly turned pale, and her forehead was instantly covered with a layer of fine sweat beads.
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Have you been robbed at home?
But when she got up with a start, carefully checked the room, and found nothing - bankbook, cash, car keys, including herself, all intact! Was everything that happened before fainting just an illusion?
By the way, what about that little white bear? It seems like it's the one that got itself dizzy!
As soon as Hua Man thought of this, goosebumps covered her entire body, and she felt a chill run down her spine. Girls loved to scare themselves, especially when they encountered those strange events that couldn't be explained by science.
She rushed into the backyard without thinking, called her raised Rottweiler into the living room, and only then felt much more at ease.
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The next day, Huaman woke up with a clearly poor spirit, and didn't drag herself out of bed until 11:30 before rushing to the company.
As soon as she entered her own office, Assistant Xiao Zhou came up to report: "Manager, the Chairman and General Manager Song have instructed that after you arrive, you should go to the Chairman's office immediately."
"Chairman?" Hua Man's eyebrows slightly furrowed, then nodded: "I understand, you go ahead and take care of it."
The chairman of Shengtian Real Estate is none other than her fiancé's father, Song Jianhua. What could he want to see her for so early in the morning?
With this doubt, Huaman wore high heels and walked all the way to the top floor of the office building.
After knocking on the door and entering, what caught his eye were two people who looked about 70-80% alike, one old and one young.
The young man was her fiancé, Song Liang, who had not returned home for a night. As soon as she thought of the strange experience last night, Hua Man couldn't help but give him a cold glance. If Song Jianhua weren't here, she would definitely let Song Liang know what it means to be a henpecked husband and how to control one's husband with skill.
A woman with a belly full of grievances and anger did not notice that Song Liang was hugging his arm, his face as gloomy as black onyx.
"Manman is here, take a seat."
The man sitting behind the boss's desk greeted him casually, very kind and affable.
It was precisely this kind of calm and collected old fox's demeanor that made Hua Man completely unaware of the impending storm.
"You and Liang have known each other for 5 years, been in love for 3 years, and your feelings have always been good, right?" Song Jianhua slapped one hand on the boss's desk, on that thick leather file bag, asking seemingly carelessly.
Huā Màn hadn't noticed anything out of the ordinary and thought that her future father-in-law was asking about her own marriage, so she nodded shyly: "We've known each other for 5 years now."
Song Jianhua listened to Hua Man's tactful correction and did not refute, but only nodded ambiguously: "For such a long time, as the saying goes, even a dog would be fed familiar! How could you still carry Lianlian on your back and do something so beastly?"
Hua Man was taken aback.
She suddenly lifted her head, with an incredulous look in her eyes. She had obviously not expected that her father-in-law would utter such vicious language to her, just like he was scolding a prostitute.
Song Jianhua's words were like a dull knife, cutting deeply into her heart.
