Others may admire a tie with admiration for a complicated workmanship and excellent texture. But in Pei Zhi's eyes, there will be more tangled and tangible memories that are annoying.

Some people are gentle in formal outfits, while others are rotten scum in their bones.

Only the parties involved know where the boundaries are.

Pei Zhi thought she was mentally prepared, but when Xie Xing pushed the door and entered, his fingers still couldn't help but close and tighten the camera.

However, thanks to her constant fiddling with the camera, the emotions that dissipated very quickly in the moment were unaware of them. When she looked up, the unreasonable smile on her face was as usual.

Obviously, Xie Xinglai had taken care of his styling before, and his forehead was broken and his deep and sharp outline at his eyebrows and eyes were shaking in the light of the room.

The nose bridge is upright and has no affection and righteousness.

After looking at this circle, I spent half of my time staying on her.

Song Mao happened to come over to ask for advice and asked her which suit that was ironed properly is more photogenic and more suitable for the financial cover.

Pei Zhi looked at the door without a wave, as if she saw Xie Xing: "If this is the boss, I don't think there is any need to change it."

Song Mao understood and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, the boss looks very good."

The main players of both sides arrived, and he mediated from it.

"This is the only shareholder of our club, Mr. Xie."

"This is Teacher Pei who came to take the cover photo by Dreamer Magazine."

However, because of the business, I was lucky enough to meet you, so I don’t need to introduce it too deeply, just click it.

From the beginning of entering the room, Xie Xing realized that the other party did not want to recognize each other as an old acquaintance. Hearing this, he stretched out his palm and said distantly: "Good to know."

"Looking for a long time."

She tangled her hands and let go immediately after holding them for a second.

The speed of collecting was too fast, and it was a bit too much to avoid it. Pei Zhi cursed in her heart, thinking that on the way to pretend to be strangers, she was really a demon.

If she is a demon, the other party will be Tao.

Before the awkward atmosphere could spread, Song Mao and Xiao Wu stepped forward together.

Song Mao: "Does Teacher Pei need to know in advance if he has any shooting plans? We can prepare at any time."

Xiao Wu: "The sunlight is so good today. Do you don't need to make up for the time being? I see that Mr. Xie has a good image and temperament and does not need to make up. Let's start on the spot?"

Xie Xing withdrew his hand and put it on the outer lace of the suit, and said lightly: "I can do it, look at your Teacher Pei."

"No plan, just use it at will." Pei Zhi took a step back, his voice dissipated: "Look at your Mr. Xie's performance."

Xie Xing was born in a family of performing arts, so his expression is naturally not bad.

In addition, he had asked Xiao Wu to be a substitute several times before to adjust the light. With his natural clothes rack like this, he stood in front of the curtain and was a fashion magazine seal.

Pei Zhi believes that she is very professional and has no distraction during the shooting process, but when her eyes fall to the frame, she can't help but look for the position on his neck first.

The black dark-patterned tie, like a vine strangling a person's neck, extends out from the camera, climbs up her fingers holding the camera, spreads upwards, imprisoning her wrists, silently binding her entire arm.

I put my fingers on the camera for a long time but I didn't hear the crisp sound of the shutter.

Song Mao looked over in confusion, his eyes rolled between the two little by little, and finally he suddenly realized and said, "Teacher Pei, is the tie wrong?"

"Well, it's a little bit." Pei Zhi let out a sigh and pushed away the tripod.

Song Mao got to the front of Xie Xing: "Mr. Xie, your tie is a bit crooked, I'll give it to you."

Xie Xing lowered his head when he heard this, his eyes as if he was thinking.

After a long time, he raised his hand to stop Song Mao's movements, put his finger on his bow tie and made a fine adjustment.

Song Mao made an OK gesture and asked Pei Zhi from afar: "Teacher Pei, are you optimistic?"

Pei Zhi lowered her head and looked at the frame carefully, very strict: "Relax down."

“…Well, what about that?”

“Too much.”

"Then now?"

Song Mao seemed to have become the sound tube between the two, and to be more accurate, he was Xie Xing's substitute for speaking.

After adjusting back and forth several times, Song Mao looked depressed: "Teacher Pei, why don't you do it? This... I really don't know the effect you want."

Song Mao didn't know the past, and he was calm when he said this, but he became ulterior motives in the ears of the two people who were facing each other from afar.

Pei Zhi was very scared of conditioned reflex when she was hooked with Xie Xing.

But when she faced Song Mao's request to beg for nothing but innocent, she could not find an excuse to refuse reasonably. She turned her head and did not go from the view frame for the first time after the shooting began, but looked at Xie Xing directly.

Xie Xing was also looking at her.

She couldn't understand what was in his eyes, and vice versa.

The two looked at each other with a straight hook, and the air around them was as quiet as if they could hear the dust falling to the ground. After a long time, Pei Zhi compromised and slowly squeezed out two words from her teeth: "Trouble."

Song Mao acted obediently and gave up her position. She took a few steps forward, her thin eyelids drooped, her long eyelashes were half closed, and she looked like she would not raise her eyes even if she wanted to die.

Listening to the shallow breathing that was so close, Pei Zhi stood in front of him.

It may be more suitable for boys to call them men now. The man's chest was slightly undulating. She grinded her back teeth and finally let go of her clenched fingers. She looked for the tie's slip knot based on her feelings.

The fingertips touched the silky silky fabric, as if they were being electrocuted, and their fingers retracted violently. They were afraid that they would be seen by others, so they had to grit their teeth and cover them again.

It is very close, and the senses are strange and familiar.

Pei Zhi's movements were strange. She clearly raised her head, but her eyes were all tilted, and she wanted to meet the other party at all.

Finally, she felt a bulge in her bow tie. She didn't know what kind of nerves she had, and her fingers suddenly pushed up and rushed to the bottom. The knot of the tie was around the man's neck and pressed to the tightest.

Xie Xing didn't expect her to act like this, and she was too prepared to be strangled to her throat, and her throat was so bitter.

He turned his head, tried to calm down and coughed a few times.

Before he could breathe, he heard the woman's cold response: "It's so ugly. Take it off."

“…”

Song Mao stared at the side and almost poked himself blind. He opened his mouth and looked at the boss, then looked at the young and beautiful Teacher Pei, and he was speechless for a moment.

With the boss's temper, he would leave even if he didn't turn over the table.

But he shut up and observed for a moment, and saw that there seemed to be a feeling of helplessness and compromise in the boss's eyes. He put his finger on the knot and untied his tie on his own and raised his hand.

A delicate and luxurious tie was thrown out of the road like garbage and threw it to the ground.

“…”

What's going on?

Song Mao wiped his eyes, and when he turned around, Teacher Pei had already returned to the camera. Xiao Wu, who came with her, was also full of surprise. He was quickly adjusting his facial expression and talking in her ear.

Both of the parties involved seem to have no reaction to this episode.

Song Mao patted his chest and thought, the boss must be in a good mood today, and he will be very lucky.

He stepped aside and refocused himself on the next round of shooting.

The shutter sounded a few times, and Pei Zhi attacked again.

She straightened up and pushed the camera away, and raised a slight curve at the corner of her mouth: "Take it off."

“…”

The audience was stunned.

So everyone saw the man in the venue with a very high understanding. When everyone didn't understand what the word "detachment" specifically refers to taking off, he slowly took off his coat and then took off his vest. His movements were elegant and natural, but somehow he scaly and a gentle and scum temperament scaly.

The upper body was so decked that only a white shirt with a well-tailored cut left.

Seeing Xie Xing throw away his clothes and put his finger on the buttons of the shirt again, there was a sound of breathing in the venue, and then it was silent.

Scroll, unbutton the first collar.

Scroll, move your fingers down and untie the second one.

The collarbone hidden under the claret collar is faintly visible.

The third button is about to be released, and the woman's cold tone suddenly broke the audible atmosphere of needles falling in the field.

"Okay, I'll just let you take off your vest. It's not that the wild duck debuted, it's not over yet?"

“…”

The wild duck... comes out... the way.

The four big words Minghuanghuang hit Song Mao's head and also hit everyone's minds.

The crowd all turned their eyes to the boss, and even feared that the sudden thunder would be thundered on their heads for no reason. Someone quietly moved two steps towards the door.

After waiting for a long time, let alone being furious, I didn't even find a slight sign of anger.

Xie Xing finished tidying up his collar and was in a good mood: "Is it suitable now?"

"Make it."
To be continued...