I’m Really a Superstar

at night.

Time went to eleven o'clock.

Drops, the heating is not warm enough, and Wu has raised the air conditioner a few degrees. In fact, it is not that the temperature in the house is low, but the heating and air conditioning may be too cold. The main reason is that the room is relatively large, and Zhang Wei and Wu Zeqing’s clothes are not worn much. Zhang Wei’s hair is half wet and half covered. A yukata, Wu Jie is still a white sweater and a thin long skirt, naturally feels cold.

The air conditioner continues to warm up and is much more comfortable.

Zhang Wei pointed out, "This is deleted, I just didn't care about deleting it."

She said: "You are not in a hurry to sleep? Take a computer and watch it."

"Yes." Zhang Wei also reacted. "It is too much trouble to look at the camera. It is convenient on the computer and can be stored directly. The bad mouse is expanded and deleted."

"I'll get it." Wu Zeqing got up from the sofa, put a large laptop with a big screen, turned it on, and then asked, "Cold? Do you want to give you a coat?"

Zhang Wei waved his hand. "No, the air conditioner is quite good."

Wu Zeqing nodded and she didn't wear it. "That's hot tea."

The electric kettle didn't turn off, so I quickly brewed a pot of tea, took it, and poured two cups.

"Thank you." Zhang Wei took apologize and took a sip of warmth and sighed, and he was relieved.

Wu Zeqing also sat down again and gracefully licked the mouth. She took the laptop and placed it on her lap, synchronizing the photos on the SLR.嗒嗒 Lightly click the mouse, Wu Zeqing is very skilled to open my computer, click into a hard disk space, there are many folders, and each folder is not small, the following data is roughly displayed, there are dozens

[Thirty years old].

Area tour].

[July 10].

[Alternative].

[Business trip to Nanjing, hotel].

[various cheongsam, summary].

[This year, autumn and winter, home].

Dozens of folders are abbreviated as abbreviated texts, which may not be understood by ordinary people, but Zhang Wei understands that 80% of the G folders in this area are photos of Wu Zeqing’s photos. If there are more than a dozen movies, it is quite a lot. Your sister is a photo. Even if it is a picture resolution resolution of SLR, there are too many Ghs, and this is definitely not all. It should be the best and most satisfying photos selected by Wu Zeqing. The pictures deleted or not included here are estimated to have dozens of HGs.

Too fascinated too

Old Wu, this is a photography madman.

Zhang Hao did not dare to talk, just watching it.

Wu Zeqing right-clicked on it, created a new folder, clicked on the name, and thought about it: [Year, home, new].

"Okay, save it here, look at it," she said.

Zhang squatted at her to help her staff, "Hey, this is what you want, this... thigh."

Wu Zeqing said: "Is the position of high heels biased?"

"No." Zhang Wei put forward the view: "The angle of the shoes is more natural, and the end is just right, but it is too deliberate."

She smiled and said: "Okay, this is saved."

Click Copy and pull in this new folder.

These "normal points" photos, Zhang Yi can give advice, he dare to say, but when it comes to the photos of the light, he actually has his own point of view, but he dare not speak, because He is a **** man, I am really embarrassed to say it.

But Zhang Wei did not say, Wu Zeqing asked.

"Xiao Zhang, this one?" she said.

"Yes." Zhang Wei said vaguely.

She smiled. "What can it mean?"

Zhang Weidao: "Hey, cough, mainly listen to you."

She said: "I think it's okay, I want to ask your opinion, otherwise I want you to choose a photo? And these are your photos, you have the most say."

Seeing this, Zhang Wei is not ruthless, Qing Zizi said: "This I think is a bit worse, not as good as the one just now, right, not as good as this, you... your chest is very beautiful, also... what is it? Although the angle of the side is particularly attractive, it looks so embarrassing, but the overall feeling of the front or the front is better. For example, this is how beautiful you look. It’s really beautiful.” Inconvenient words For example, if you have a big chest, Zhang Wei will use that and what to replace.

Wu Zeqing is not awkward, but Zhang Yan.

She looked at Zhang Wei. "These two are left. You said that I like this overall. I used to take pictures of myself. I have to take a picture of this angle. I have to leave one."

Zhang Weidao: "Of course, I am also a personal point of view."

When I first met Wu Zeqing on the plane for the first time, Zhang Wei couldn’t think of such a day. Can he sit at home with Wu Zeqing and comment on the computer’s photo of Lao Wu? Zhang Wei didn’t think about it, happiness was too sudden.

One

Five...

Ten sheets

The photo was saved a lot.

Zhang Wei feels that his relationship with Wu Zeqing has also been stepped closer, and he is closer to helping her her sister-in-law than she is using Mulan Shi’s birthday in the afternoon.

He reached for the tea and looked tired.

Wu Zeqing dragged the computer with a leg and 80% was not very comfortable. She took off the slippers, took the legs to the sofa, and leaned over the other side. She grabbed a small blanket and covered the two long skirts. The beautiful feet of the meat stockings, continue to put the computer on the legs to select photos.

"This is good, what do you think of Xiao Zhang?"

"Yeah, this is a good thing."

"This time the two opinions are unanimous and saved."

"Hey, this one is also beautiful."

"This one, will it look like my chest is drooping?"

"How come, this is sagging, it is natural gravity, because too... because the size is too good, it should be such a degree, and it is not related to the droop."

"is it?"

"You believe me, that's really the case."

"But this is also a little belly."

"You're a little belly, it's not a flesh. It's a little more comfortable. For this photo, I think this little belly is just right, especially beautiful."

"Oh, that's good, save it."

At this time, Wu Zeqing's new posture was sitting tired again, so he picked up the computer very casually, and thighed his legs. He pulled his legs out of the blanket and tilted it to the direction of Zhang Wei. He leaned his legs to Zhang Wei. Over there, then gently cover the blanket and cover your feet to avoid cold. Because Zhang Wei is sitting with Wu Zeqing and watching the computer, it is impossible to be too far away. Wu Zeqing took up a little space when he came over. Zhang Hao is not good enough to open the distance, otherwise he will not see the screen. Wu Zeqing’s feet also touched the outside of Zhang’s leg.

Just a little bit.

If you touch away.

Through the yukata, Zhang Hao can clearly feel that the thigh is on the outside and feels touched - no need to ask, it must be Wu Zeqing's toes.

"Look then?"

"Cough, good."

"There are not many, and these are deleted. The light is not good."

After twenty minutes, the photos were all screened.

Wu Zeqing began to sort out some of the deletions. All the deleted ones were deleted. There were some pretty good photos that were not ideal but they were reluctant to delete them. She had an alternate folder.

Get it done.

You're done

Zhang smashed his thighs and was sour. He took the legs on the sofa and sat up on the sofa. However, his plate turned his left foot to the right side and happened to meet the two beautiful feet. Zhang I took a shower before, but I didn't have any clothes except bathrobes and underwear. Of course, I didn't wear socks. Immediately, there was a silky feeling at the position of the forefoot. It was the meat stockings on Wu Zeqing's feet, rustling, let Zhang Itchy feet

"I can't help you, Wu Jie." Zhang Yidao.

Wu Zeqing’s eyes were soft and soft. “Nothing, you put it on, it’s cool at night.” She gently picked up the blanket on her foot, covered Zhang Hao, and encloseed Zhang’s left foot.

During the period, the two men’s feet touched again.

Wu Jie’s beautiful foot cover has been a long time, very warm, and Zhang’s feet are cooler than her.

"You are so cold?" She felt it.

Zhang Xiao smiled and said: "Nothing, just no socks."

She shook her head. "Then I just said to give you a coat, don't you, if there was no hot water before, was it cold water splashed?"

"I will do it myself." Zhang Yan put his hand under the blanket, so he couldn't help but touch the foot of Wu Zeqing. The hand is more rich than the foot. The slipperyness of the stockings on her feet is more Zhang Wei’s fingers got into the heart and wanted to touch it.

Wu Zeqing moved his feet. "Oh, this hand is colder than your feet. How can it be hot? Take it away." She put a hand under the blanket, "I will give you a bow."

Zhang Wei scared: "Don't, don't, where is this?"

Wu Zeqing smiled softly. "Is there anything wrong?"

Zhang Hao hurriedly pushed her hot hand a little. "I don't think it's appropriate. You don't care about it. You don't care. It's warmer for a while."

"Okay, how big is it." She smiled gracefully. When she took Zhang's hand, she took Zhang Yanguang's icy and cold feet. "Big sister is ten years older than you?" My nephew is almost the same size as you. What are you embarrassed? You have been busy with your eldest sister for a day, and I wish you a chance to move things and take pictures. If you have a cold, I will not be bored in my heart. Don't move."

"Don't be, oh, my feet are dirty..."

"You didn't just take a shower, huh, huh, nothing. When I was a child, I was glued to me. I would give him such a lame when I arrived in winter."

Her hand is very hot.

The brush on Zhang's foot is warm.

She asked: "How? Is it better?"

Zhang Wei forced me to say: "There is more warmth, let me come, don't get it."

She didn't take care of it. In exchange for Zhang's feet, her feet, her toes, and her heels, she was all hot, and she said warmly: "Hands are also brought."

"what?"

"I will also give you a hand."

"I really don't need Wu Jie."

"Come on, the general cold is cold in the hands and feet, not hot, you must have a runny nose early tomorrow, cold in the winter can not be cured."