City God Level Accompanying System

Chapter 201 Emotional Control
Chapter 201 Emotional Control
Zhang Fan: ...

Zhang Fan pondered for a while, pointed at Fang Yuanzhi's pair of silver-gray stiletto high-heeled shoes, and said.

"That's the high heels.
As for silk plants, which one do you choose?I do not really understand. "

Zhang Fan wanted to talk about black silk, but he felt that black silk didn't match the light red short cheongsam he had chosen, so he simply let Fang Yunzhi choose.

"En!" Fang Yuanzhi nodded.

"You change your clothes, I'll wait for you outside."

Holding the camera, Zhang Fan waved his hand at Attorney Fang, and walked out of the master bedroom.

Outside the master bedroom
Zhang Fan checked the time on his phone and found that it was almost 01:30 am before he knew it. He looked at the camera in his hand and couldn't help laughing. The time passed so fast.

"Zhang Fan!"

"Hey?!"

"I'm fine, come in."

"Ok!"

Zhang Fan pushed open the door, looked at Fang Yuanzhi who had finished changing clothes, clapped his hands and praised sincerely: "It's so beautiful!"

Fang Yuanzhi wore a light red short cheongsam, with black hair tied back simply, a pair of straight and slender legs, and silver-gray high-heeled shoes, his temperament became more and more glamorous.

"It's getting late, don't waste time with glib talk, hurry up and shoot."

Hearing Zhang Fan's praise, Fang Yuanzhi's pretty face blushed and her heart felt sweet, but she pretended to be impatient and complained.

Then Fang Yuanzhi sat obediently by the bed, waiting for Zhang Fan to take a picture of her, or adjust her posture
"Yuan Yuan, turn your body a little bit, yes, that's it.

Yuan Yuan, can you step on the bed in high heels?

Yes, just stand up like this!

Yuan sat cross-legged on the head of the bed, yes, that's it. "

Zhang Fan picked up the camera, directed Fang Yuanzhi to adjust her position, and at the same time took the opportunity of taking pictures to capture her very obvious beautiful figure outlined by the cheongsam.

After Zhang Fan took dozens of photos, he frowned when he saw Fang Yuanzhi half lying on the bed.

"What's wrong?
Is it over?

Or do you want to change clothes again? "

Fang Yuanzhi sat up, the hem of the short cheongsam was stretched up.

But Lawyer Fang didn't care at all, but buttoned the unbuttoned clothes first.

"It's getting late, and it's too late to change into a new set of clothes

The reason why he is frowning now is entirely because of the unrestrained and bold ideas in his mind that have not yet been realized.

Thoughts like what, etc., kept appearing in his mind, which made him a little moved, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

For a moment, in his mind, it was as if an angel and a demon were arguing.

The two sides planned to start a war in his mind, which made him a little tangled.

Hey…

Zhang Fan hesitated for a long time, sighed indistinctly, smiled slightly at Fang Yuanzhi, picked up the quilt that was thrown on the chair before, covered her body, and said:

I just thought about it and felt that I had already filmed enough tonight, and it was getting late, so I stopped filming.

You are dressed so thinly, you may catch a cold tomorrow, I will help you cook a bowl of ginger soup.

By the way, during this time, you can look at the photos in the camera and delete some unnecessary ones.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Fan helped Lawyer Fang tuck the quilt and walked towards the outside of the master bedroom.

In his opinion, although he couldn't implement his bold ideas all at once, it was a bit of a pity.

But the future is long.

Why be in a hurry and make yourself a little anxious and wretched.

You know, he just met Fang Yuanzhi today!

Fang Yuanzhi watched Zhang Fan leave, listened to the movement from outside, held the Sony SLR camera, and laughed abruptly.

She found that Zhang Fan was a very, very special man.

She is so good-looking and has such a good figure, she asked him to take pictures for her in the middle of the night, during which time she even disappeared in various ways.

In the end, he was not controlled by those messy emotions, so he took the opportunity to make some excessive demands.

I even noticed that I was wearing such thin clothes. I took pictures of him all night, and I was prone to catch a cold, so I went to cook soup.

Fang Yunzhi felt that he seemed to be more and more interested in Zhang Fan

If it is him, it seems that it is not impossible to fall in love.

Bah!

Thinking of this, Fang Yuanzhi shyly buried her delicate oval face into the quilt.

"Ginger soup is ready."

Yuanyuan, drink it while it's hot. "

Zhang Fan walked into the master bedroom with a bowl of ginger soup.

"Ok!"

Fang Yunzhi, who was sitting in front of the computer and looked at the photos under the quilt, nodded.

"How is it? What do you think of the photo?"

Zhang Fan put ginger soup on the computer desk, glanced at the slightly larger-scale photo on the monitor, feeling a little guilty.

When he was cooking ginger soup in the kitchen, he realized that although he didn't do anything to Fang Yuanzhi.

but!

Once it is the scale of the photos he took, it is not too small.

After all, what he chose for Fang Yuanzhi was a short cheongsam, with a large slit at the bottom of the cheongsam, and Fang Yuanzhi was lying on the bed again.

"How about the photo?"

Fang Yuanzhi picked up the bowl containing ginger soup, glanced at the guilty Zhang Fan and said playfully, "You want to hear the truth?

Still want to listen to lies? "

"Forehead…

You like it slightly! "

Zhang Fan shrugged, pretending to be very calm.

puff!

Fang Yuanzhi saw that Zhang Fan was very guilty, but also strong and calm, and couldn't help laughing: "Don't think too much, in fact, in my opinion, your shots are not bad.

There are many angles that I cannot capture when I take selfies.

And you have a good aesthetic vision, and the photos you take are very good. "

The reason why Fang Yunzhi took pictures was to preserve his own face in the photos, so he really didn't pay much attention to Zhang Fan's photos of his chest, buttocks and legs.

On the contrary, he felt that the angle of his shooting was good, showing his glamorous side.

call……

Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and knocked on the bowl in Fang Yuanzhi's hand. "Don't change the subject, drink the ginger soup while it's hot!
Don't think that I don't know that you want to stop drinking this bowl of ginger soup while I'm not paying attention. "

The little girl Fang Yuanzhi stuck out her tongue and drank the ginger soup in small sips.

While drinking, she even fanned the wind with her small hands from time to time. The cute movements formed a great contrast with her mature and cool appearance, making Zhang Fan stunned while watching.

"I've finished drinking the ginger soup, and I've finished taking photos and looking at them. Now I can rest. Good night."

Fang Yuanzhi put down the clean bowl and whispered
"good night!"

Zhang Fan glanced at Fang Yuanzhi, raised his eyebrows, and walked towards the second bedroom.

(End of this chapter)