Male God Please Lie Down

She is wearing a tight, long sweater, beige-colored.

This color set off her whole body is very soft and beautiful, and her figure is also very slender.

The more Yang Sen looked, the more fiery-hot his eyes were.

Finally, sitting down on the sofa, his eyes were still fixed on Zhou Qingming's body.

"Why are you looking at me like this!?"

Zhou Qingming felt his eyes from just now, and felt... an ominous premonition.

"Because you are so beautiful!"

Yang Sen said, reaching out his hand to touch Zhou Qingming's face.

His fingers touched her face, Zhou Qingming felt his sweat pores stand up.

I felt uncomfortable for a while, but the expression on his face was still peaceful.

"Huh? What is this?"

Yang Sen wanted to kiss Zhou Qingming, but suddenly he touched something under his feet, and he frowned.

I saw a photo at his feet.

Zhou Qingming followed his gaze, and his nerves were suddenly tightened.

That picture! ! That picture! !

"Nothing!"

Zhou Qingming pretended that he had nothing to do, and he was going to pick it up.

However, her hand was held by Yang Sen.

Yang Sen's eyes narrowed slightly, he had already felt Zhou Qingming's uncomfortable breath for a moment.

This...the photo must be problematic.

At the moment, he held Zhou Qingming...

"I'll pick it up!"

As he spoke, there was a distinct smile at the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Qingming felt that his heart was already cruelly squeezed.

These photos are all taken with Yang Sen. If he finds out, what should I say! ?

Said that I just love him so much, that's why this is the case.

But Yang Sen wouldn't like this kind of woman anymore, so it must be very difficult to be by Yang Sen's side in the future.

Zhou Qingming's eye pupils, as his fingers flickered, his heart was also lifted tightly.

I waited until Yang Sen took the photo and turned it over.

Zhou Qingming felt that his world was about to collapse, and Yang Sen's laughter came from his ears.

Still laughing?

At this time, Zhou Qingming opened his eyes again and looked at him.

I only saw a picture held in his hand, and there was only the scenery on it, which was still a little fuzzy.

When he saw this, Zhou Qingming breathed a sigh of relief.

"What kind of picture did you take, it's so ugly!"

Yang Sen squeezed the photo, the smile at the corner of his mouth did not diminish, but the pupils of his eyes became a little deeper.

"Uh... I just feel embarrassed, so I don't want to show it to you!"

Zhou Qingming smiled again at this time, concealing his previous gaffe.

"Well, no wonder you were so gaffe before!"

Yang Sen put away the photo.

"Huh—this photo is so ugly, why do you want it!"

Zhou Qingming was slightly surprised when he saw that he had put away the photo.

"After all, this is an ugly picture you took. I must keep it in my collection. I will have something to make fun of you in the future."

Yang Sen smiled, stretched out his finger, and lightly nodded on Zhou Qingming's nose.

"Ok!"

Zhou Qingming's heart was full of nausea, but he lowered his head pretending to be shy.

"I have something to do, I'm leaving first... I have an appointment with a photographer to take wedding photos, and you will be free tomorrow and the day after tomorrow!"