Chapter: 1942

So she stuck out her tongue, and said in a more enchanting tone, "Do you want to shoot?"

"No."

Zi Yan was about to snort just now, but she remembered not to let her work fall by the wayside, and began to think about some pictures in magazines, and finally found a movement. Her body moved a little towards the bed, her right leg rested on the sitting leg, and she arched slightly:

"Shoot or not."

"Goooo...don't shoot."

"Shoot or not."

"No."

"Then do you want to shoot like this?" Zi Yan thought of the last movement, sliding her hands from her legs up to the plump place.

Some donkeys have poor skills, and she hasn't read much about it.

But Zhang Han also knew that if he didn't agree with the cutie, he would go crazy, and this posture was too tempting.

So he jumped forward.

"Snapped!"

A tug-of-war between you and me quietly started.

until three o'clock.

Zhang Han hugged Zi Yan and lay on the messy bed.

"I hate it, why do you take so long." Zi Yan said in a lazily tone with a red glow on her face.

"Maybe it's the talent." Zhang Han said with a smile.

"Anyway, you promised me, hum, we'll go shoot later."

"Cough, what I just said was not a slap, but a slap." Zhang Han stretched out his hand and scratched the tip of Zi Yan's nose.

"Eh?" Zi Yan was stunned for a moment, raised her head to look at Zhang Han, and stretched out her hand to pinch his waist: "You, you cheating? You don't recognize people when you put on your pants? Do you believe that I will bite you?"

"Letter, letter, I didn't say no to take pictures." Zhang Han shook his head funny, then waved his palm, and the mobile phone on the side floated into his hand, and got through Zhao Feng's number: "Let them prepare, this time It was me and Zi Yan who took the photo..."

After making the phone call, Zhang Han patted Zi Yan's buttocks and said, "Let's clean up, and make up the first shot on the street here in half an hour."

"Yeah, let's get up, hum, you tore the stockings, you can't take them anymore." Zi Yan took off the damaged black gauze and stockings on her body, and began to change clothes.

"It's okay, I still have a lot here."

"..."

Twenty minutes later, Zhang Han and Zi Yan packed up and went out, and the venue was arranged at the end of the street.

Xiao Hei was also sitting in Zhao Feng's car. Zhang Han and Zi Yan walked into the RV together. After being dressed up by a female hair stylist and make-up artist, their style had changed a little, like a man in his forties.

Then the two women went out, and Zhang Han changed into a simple set of clothes.

"Looking at it this way, husband, you are usually very handsome, but now you feel a lot more mediocre, and I don't know if you will look like this when we get old." Zi Yan pursed her lips and said.

"Haha, we won't grow old. When you are the most beautiful, I will refine Yanyan Pill for you. After eating, you will remain young forever." Zhang Han laughed.