What’s more, with the effects of beauty and filters, in a selfie, who can tell whether the oil painting background behind it was bought for 100 million in an auction house or on Xianyu?
“Come and take a sexy picture for me. I’ll take off my stockings to the bend of my knees, but don’t take the picture under my skirt.” After Zhu Juntang took some pictures, he remembered that his socks were often damaged by his grandfather. , I had to take them off every time, so I decided to take this action. This is the creative expression of photography art. It implicitly and implicitly reveals Zhu Juntang’s miserable life, and the reluctance of the little socks to leave its owner.
“I’m not going to take pictures under your skirt.”
“I said sexy, maybe you thought you wanted to show some of your skirt.”
“Bah, it’s not Welfare Ji who takes photos and sells them for money.”
“Do you think we will get rich if we become Welfare Girls?”
“Are you out of your mind?”
“I’ll just tell you.” Zhu Juntang chuckled. Of course, this is impossible. The fairy’s welfare is only given to Bah, so no one can even think about it.
Zhu Juntang thought of another interesting thing and said to Zhu Juntang mysteriously: “Let’s take some welfare photos without showing our faces and send them to Liu Changan. Do you think he will recognize us?”
“What are you thinking about?” Bai Hui was shocked. Zhu Juntang was really bold and reckless, and dared to think of anything.
“What’s the matter? He doesn’t show his face or anything. I just want to see his reaction.” Zhu Juntang said disapprovingly. Grandpa is not someone else. What’s more, he is the mastermind who repeatedly raped An Zhujuntang’s skirts and socks. Zhu Juntang has suffered losses so many times that he doesn’t care at all.
“How can he react? I, I, I don’t think he can even look at it.” Bai Hui was a little worried. She didn’t want to get involved in this matter, but she was also worried that if she didn’t get involved, Zhu Juntang would do it on her own. Yes, and a little bit unwilling.
“Then if he can’t even look at it, we won’t lose anything.” Zhu Juntang said casually.
“Can you think of something normal to do? I suggest you stop provoking Liu Changan.” Bai Hui persuaded kindly.
“Come on, come on, let me take some sexy photos for you.” Zhu Juntang became interested, stood up and snatched the camera from Bai Hui’s hand.
Twenty minutes later, Zhu Juntang sent the photos to Liu Changan and left a message: I found a set of welfare photos online and sent them to you.
Bai Hui was sorting out the photos and didn’t have time to stop Zhu Juntang. She couldn’t help but feel shy and could only comfort herself. In fact, it was just an ordinary photo, without showing her face or anything else.
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