Dirty Games

"Big brother, how come your treasure is second sister-in-law?" Lu Yixuan asked.

"She was my best model, and at that time, she was not your second sister-in-law." Lu Haoyu's tone is implicit and intriguing.

Lu Haoyang slightly narrowed his peach blossom eyes, a little dark ice eyes from the eye seam revealed, appears particularly deep, "now is the line."

On Lu Haoyu's face, there was a flash of jealousy, like a meteor, silent and endless. His mouth was still smiling. "I like the most realistic photos. When many people see the camera aiming at themselves, they immediately start to pose, concave shape. Seemingly unintentional actions are actually deliberately concave. Only the model bee can't, her every move is the most real and natural. She doesn't care what she looks like in the camera, and she doesn't care about beauty or ugliness. So she's my best model. "

This is very professional, as if it is just a statement of a fact, without the slightest emotion. Color.

"In this case, why don't you take it out of your collection?" Lu Yixuan blinked.

"Can't you find a model license? Now the model has become my sister-in-law, all of them are family members, so this can be saved. " Lu Haoyu put his hand on the table and said it lightly but persuasively.

Lu Haoyang's expression was peaceful, "look at you take my wife so beautiful, don't care about the portrait right with you."

Jing Xiaomeng looks at herself in the picture, remembering that at that time, she saw Lu Haoyu taking pictures with her camera. She thought he was taking pictures of the scenery, but she didn't expect it was her.

"Mom, you see, this is the sister in the picture. She is so beautiful, even more beautiful than the picture." A childish voice came from the side, thin and soft, like a soft silk thread running through Jing Xiaomeng's heart.

In a flash, she felt that she was no longer humble like a grain of dust, no longer covered by Ma Xueting's dazzling light, dark and colorless.

Lu Haoyu looked at her subtle expression changes. It seemed that he had done a right thing. He knew that she would like the surprise she brought and would not reject it.

Ma Xueting's mouth overflows with an imperceptible and treacherous smile. Lu Haoyu seems to be very special to Jing Xiaomeng. There is a drama to watch.

If there is an affair between the two, even if it is in vain, Jing Xiaomeng will not be able to stay in the Lu family.

As soon as he got home, Lu Haoyang gave orders, "fool Meng, I want to see the photos of you from small to big."

She was so shocked that she didn't know why

"Don't talk nonsense." He hates explanation the most.

"When I was a child, I was at home. There were only middle school and college students here." Jing Xiaomeng said cautiously, I don't know what kind of interest Gao Leng is. He is suddenly interested in her photos.

"Get out of here and get it." Lu Haoyang ordered.

She moved out of her suitcase and took out the two albums inside.

Lu Haoyang went to the bar and poured a glass of orange juice. Then he sat down on the sofa and looked at it. "It's really uglier than one." He raised one corner of his mouth with a mockery.

Jing Xiaomeng's small face turned red. She didn't care what others thought of her, but even one or two ugly words from his mouth could bring her 100000 points of damage.

"Don't look at it." She muttered.

"It's ugliness that makes it interesting." Lu Haoyang drank a mouthful of juice, half joking, half sarcastic.

She secretly said to him, "it's still big brother's good shot. The master's handwriting is different. Even if I'm ugly, I can make beautiful pictures, so literary and artistic, so poetic and picturesque."

Lu Haoyang sneered, and there was a little gloomy color between his eyebrows. He didn't like Jing Xiaomeng praising other men, even his big brother. "Shut up, don't talk."

Jingxiaomeng pursed her mouth and glared at him with a pair of depressed eyes.

When I turn to the photo at the back, there is a blush in his eyebrows. This is a group photo of Jing Xiaomeng and Qin junran. They look at each other and smile, and their expressions are very close.

"It's time to clean up your photo album. Throw away all the unwanted junk photos." His tone is domineering, like a devil in issuing orders.

"No junk photos." Jing Xiaomeng curls her lips.

"Oh?" A cold light flashed through his eyes. He grabbed the photo as if he wanted to tear it off. Jing Xiaomeng rushed forward and grabbed the photo album with him.

"It's my stuff. You can't move it." She quickly put the album in the suitcase and locked it up to avoid being destroyed by him.

He grinned grimly, suddenly reached out and pulled it into his arms, "yours is mine." His overwhelming possessiveness in the universe broke out.

"No, yours is yours, mine is mine." She retorted in a very low voice.

He buckled up the tip of her chin and forced her to look at herself. "Your people are mine, not to mention things."

"A picture is a kind of memory, whether happy or unhappy, should be preserved." She changed her tone of grace and tried to reason with him."Good." His ink pupil shrinks, "if you don't deal with it, I'll deal with you."

With that, he kisses her with some rudeness

After two hours, peace finally returned to the room.

Lu Haoyang leans on the bed bar, like a lion enjoying a perfect meal, with a satisfied expression.

After the movie, his face became solemn, as if thinking of a very serious problem.

It seems that he and Jing Xiaomeng have never really been framed or photographed together.

"Stupid cute!" He photographed the sleepy woman next to him.

"I want to sleep for a while." Jing Xiaomeng closed her eyes and replied vaguely. She was asked four times by him. Her waist was almost broken and she didn't want to move.

He forcibly pulled him over, pulled up the quilt, covered her body with his neck, and showed only one head. "Look here."

Jing Xiaomeng doesn't know, so she opens a line and discovers that a man is holding his mobile phone. She wants to take a self portrait.

No, she woke up in a flash, and she was completely sleepless.

Young master Gao Leng has such a bad taste that he wants to take a bed photo?

"Shoot What are you doing with this? "

"Don't always ask nonsense. I don't have time to answer." He gave her a bad fling and ordered, "laugh!"

Where can Jing Xiaomeng laugh, just want to cry.

"Can we not shoot?"

"No Master Lu pinched her face as if he were threatening her.

She felt a little pain, can only cooperate, open the corner of her mouth, squeeze out a wisp of smile.

But this smile is worse than crying.

Young master Lu was very dissatisfied, "waste material, are you so stupid that you can't even laugh?"

She wants to hit the wall, who can give her a piece of tofu?

At this time, the phone rang. It was bieyuan. Something happened to Du Ruoling.

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