lover beside

Chapter 102

With a kiss, the fire spreads.

Qing Jin had been longing for Qing Huan's initiative.Although there was a kiss before, it was Qing Huan's superficial touch; but this time, the soft person who was still crying was firmly kissed... The tip of the small tongue was shy but persistent, sweet There is still the saltiness of tears in the softness, the delicate body seems to be trembling in joy but more in fear, clinging to him tightly, as if in the waves, he is the only island that can be sheltered... …

Joy, touch, pride, longing... Qing Jin couldn't hold back the burning fire in her body, hugged Qing Huan in her arms, walked to the bed, and laid herself on the bed...

After taking off all Qing Huan's clothes, the two hugged each other for the first time since they grew up.In the small world propped up by the quilt, it was the first time to see everything about each other clearly...

Outside the door, Mother Lin knocked on Qing Jin's door, "Qing Jin, give Mom the scissors in your room."

Qing Jin's lips were moving on Qing Huan's navel, probing deeply and shallowly.Qing Huan tensed, but Qing Jin pulled her legs away with a wicked smile...

Mother Lin knocked hard twice again in wonder, "Qingjin, did you go to bed so early?"

Qing Huan trembled nervously, pricking up her ears to listen to the movement outside the door; but she gave Qing Jin an opportunity to let his lips invade her mystery easily...

Father Lin's voice came with a smile, "Don't knock, this kid must be listening to music with headphones on again."

Lin's mother had no choice but to leave, and the sound of compromise slowly faded away.

Only then did Qing Huan relax, but she couldn't resist the young man's verbal attack anymore...

Sin has been committed, the unforgivable sin has been committed.There was no chance of turning back, just thinking about it, sinking deeper...

Only in the deep night, only in the raving like a dream, the young man's suppressed voice is entangled like a poppy blooming in the dark night, "Shh, slow down... Otherwise, I will, I will take you all tonight..."

It's a girl's cry, like the ultimate happiness, but also with a little sadness that can't be controlled, "Qingjin, let me go; I can't take it anymore..."

The young man laughed evilly, "No...I would rather die than..."

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"Qing Huan, this kind of film is not good..." In front of the computer, Shao Hua, director of the artist department of the "Silk Road Flower Rain" model agency, shook his head and looked at Qing Huan.Shao Hua was the team leader that Qing Huan met in the Potala Palace Square last time.Shao Hua folded his arms seriously, "To be honest, Qing Huan, we have never lacked photographers. But the pictures taken by the previous photographers are beautiful, but they are too crafty."

Shao Hua pulled Qing Huan to sit down, "Do you understand what is too much craftsmanship?" She pulled out a magazine cover, and Qing Huan recognized it as the internationally famous "V" magazine, and the photographer's name was even more It's like thunder.Shao Hua pointed to the cover and said, "Look, the shooting of this film is flawless in terms of angle, lighting, technique, and post-production, but have you found any problems?"

Qing Huan watched carefully, and whispered, "I think the model's expression is unnatural..."

Shao Hua knocked on the table, "Yes! But the problem is not with the model, but with the photographer! The photographer has completely turned the model into his prop, and what he values ​​is his own 'photography', not the model. This man! Even though the whole picture is perfect, but the model was "killed" alive..."

Shao Hua stared at Qing Huan earnestly, "This is the craftsmanship. Qing Huan, to be honest, you are still a middle school student, and you have almost never experienced systematic photography training, but what I value is that you are in Potala. What you said in front of the palace square, I think you respect the hearts of the models, you understand them and respect them, the films you make are vivid and you can see the hearts of the models. So I invite you to come, I I am willing to give us all a chance to grow together. It’s just Qinghuan, I’m so disappointed in your trial shooting this time..."

Shao Hua pointed to the display screen, "Look at what you took, what's the difference between what you took and what those photographers took? It's full of craftsmanship, but it's not as good as other people's technology! Where is your aura, Qing Huan , don’t tell me that the Potala Palace Square was just your flash of inspiration, and then it was silent..."

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In the ballroom, it was dark and frantic.The laser light blazed across patches of silver light and shadow, reflecting people's faces brightly and darkly.

Biaozi patted Qingjin on the shoulder, shook his head and said, "Brother, you are so mean! What's the matter, you haven't come out to play with your buddies for so long, have you forgotten your buddies?"

Qing Jin frowned and looked at Biao Zi.Biaozi shook his head and his eyes were dazed, which was abnormal no matter how you looked at it.Qingjin's heart trembled, she snatched the cigarette from Biaozi's hand, sniffed it up to her nose, grabbed Biaozi's collar, "Biaozi, do you know what you are smoking? Where did the smoke come from?"

Biaozi smiled confusedly, "How about it, brother, does this smoke smell good? I can't go without smoking for a day now. Without this cigarette, I can't wake up every day, and I keep crying .As soon as you pump it up, you will get excited immediately!"

Biaozi happily hugged Qing Jin's shoulders, lowered his head and secretly pointed at the hot girl who was leading the dance on the stage, "Look, that girl, dude, you're on me... As soon as I smoke this cigarette, that girl will So happy... Now that I don't smoke, she won't let me..."

Biaozi said as he stretched out his hand to reach for the cigarette that Qing Jin pinched in his hand.Qing Jin crushed the cigarette and threw the powder all over Biaozi's face, "Quickly tell me, where did this smoke come from?"

Biaozi was stunned, "Brother, what's the matter? San'er gave it to me. San'er said that his father's friend brought it back from abroad, and it is not sold in China."

Qing Jin stood up abruptly, and threw Biaozi on the seat, "Biaozi, do you still recognize me as a brother?"

Biaozi nodded quickly, "Admit it, admit it!" Biaozi caused trouble several times, but it was Qing Jin who protected him fearlessly, how could he not admit it!
Qing Jin nodded, "Okay, then listen to me: You can't smoke this cigarette in the future, unless you want to die!"

(Reminder: Does San'er's actions have nothing to do with Qingjin? Will this matter become some kind of demonic obstacle for Qingjin in the future?)

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