Godly Play System

"Yuanyuan, you are now the best age for a woman, mature, intelligent and charming. There are no crow's feet or decrees on her face. It's a little too early for you to take pictures now? "

" hiss "

Fang Yuanzhi gives a charming white look at Zhang Fan. "Zhang Fan, I didn't expect that your mouth is very sweet!

many girls have been coaxed by your mouth."

after that, lawyer Fang put down his SLR camera and walked towards the kitchen. By the way, the light in the living room was turned on.

Since you and Zhang fan are not sleeping, there is no need to make the house so dark.

"Zhang Fan, do you want to drink tea or coffee? For tea, there are black tea and green tea

for coffee, there are blue mountain coffee and cat excrement coffee. By the way, as a friendly reminder, my coffee making skills are much better than tea making."

Fang Yuanzhi pounded the coffee machine and said that she couldn't help laughing.

As she said, there are other options for setting sail.

sure enough.

Hearing her clear laughter, Zhang Fan said speechlessly, "I'll drink blue mountain coffee."

more than ten minutes later.

Fang Yuanzhi came out of the kitchen with two cups of coffee.

Zhang Fan took the coffee in her hand, sniffed it, and sincerely praised it.

"the coffee beans are good, the people who make coffee are better."

"glib!"

before tasting, she began to praise people. "

Fang Yuanzhi took a sip of coffee and looked at the Sony SLR camera on the tea table, and a hesitant look flashed on her pretty face.

Zhang Fan catches her hesitation and asks curiously what's the matter? You seem a little embarrassed. "

" no, I'm just thinking about something. "

Fang Yuanzhi side said, while picking up the camera, side over body, looking at Zhang Fan said: "in fact, I am not just starting to take pictures now."

Zhang Fan picked her eyebrows and looked at the camera in her hand. She had a guess.

Fang Yuanzheng's body art has not been practiced for many years.

she can't really learn from Guan Xige.

since I studied in Cambridge University at the age of 18, I gradually fell in love with photography.

From the beginning to take pictures of flowers, plants, birds, fish, to take pictures of yourself.

I suddenly found that, in fact, women really need to take pictures of themselves, and record their faces all the time.

Otherwise, it's really easy to forget the young and beautiful appearance of yourself in the passage of time.

Fang Yuanzhi said, with a look of memory on her face.

> now.

He wanted to see a picture of Fang Yuanzhi.

Well.

talk about art!

"you've been shooting for ten years..."

Zhang Fan poured out some words and said in silence: "have you ever given it to others?"

Fang Yuanzhi shook her head and looked at Zhang Fan. Seeing that his face was full of two big characters of curiosity, she covered her mouth and chuckled: "do you want to see it? It's not very good."

"if you don't let people see it, how can you know if you have made progress? I'll help you appreciate it, we can discuss art "

Zhang Fan controls her mood and looks at Fang Yuanzhi calmly.

Fang Yuanzhi looks at Zhang fan that pair of very pure eyes, pretty face a red, shook his head, said: "no! Personal privacy, or not suitable for you to see."

With that, Fang Yuanzhi took the SLR camera, stepped on high heels, and walked toward the master bedroom.

Listening to the crisp sound of high-heeled shoes and tiles, Zhang Fan shook his head and sighed. It's a pity.

Fang Yuanzhi was just about to open the master bedroom door when she heard Zhang Fan's sigh. She hesitated for a long time, blushed, and said weakly.

"if you really want to see it, it's not impossible, but I promise you!"

"Pooh!

when Fang Yuanzhi saw that she had not finished, Zhang Fan resolutely agreed and said with a smile:" what do you promise?

I still do No matter what you say, I promise you

Zhang Fan is now preoccupied with the photos, but has no time to think about anything else.

He wanted to see what the photos Fang Yuanzhi had never seen in ten years.

Fang Yuanzhi shook his head with a smile, lowered his head, and whispered in a soft voice, "you can see, but you can't say it outside.".

Even my mother can't say that, you know? ""Well!" Zhang Fan chicken pecked rice and nodded.

Seeing this, Fang Yuanzhi waved to Zhang Fan: "come in, my photos are stored in the computer."

"It's a nice room."

Zhang Fan scanned the layout of a circle of master bedroom and involuntarily praised it.

Lawyer Fang's master bedroom is different from that of other girls.

She doesn't have a lot of pink, except for the shade of the bedside lamp, which is pink.

The rest is the main sky blue collocation, accompanied by the charming fragrance in the air, quite ethereal feeling.

"didn't you come in this evening?"

Fang Yuanzhi opened the computer and asked Zhang Fan curiously.

Now that she has decided to show Zhang Fan the photos she has taken over the years, and let him examine and comment on her with the eyes of an outsider, she is much more relaxed

now, she talks with Zhang Fan in a slightly intimate tone.

This afternoon, energy and attention are focused on helping you press the right leg, did not pay attention to the room layout.

Think of this afternoon's all sorts of, Fang Yuanzhi face a red, beautiful eyes staring at the computer screen.

Zhang Fan looked at Fang Yuanzhi's self-cultivation cheongsam, looked at the quilt, and asked softly, "Yuanyuan, are you not cold in this way?"

"a little bit "

" let's cover the quilt and look at the photos? "

Zhang Fan lifted up the quilt on the bed and shook it. Looking at Fang Yuanzhi, she asked.

"Well

"Yes."

Fang Yuanzhi hesitated for a few seconds, showing a little cold hands and feet, so that she made the decision to open sail.

Zhang Fan, with a quilt in one hand and a stool in the other, sat down beside Fang Yuanzhi.

When the quilt covers on the body, Fang Yuanzhi is slightly uncomfortable.

But because we want to see the photos with Zhang Fan, the screen of the computer is so big that the distance between them can't be pulled apart. We can only get together.

Hum.

the computer is on.

Fang Yuanzhi is familiar with the way to open the folder in the D disk.

In a moment, a folder, on the whole screen.

eighteen years old, UK

nineteen years old, Manchester Hotel

twelve years old, graduation travel with photos

sixteen years old, first time barrister

twenty-six years old, barrister professional wear

twenty-eight years old, cheongsam