Song Chen felt that Sun Sihai's plan was probably impossible to implement.

It’s not that he is too conservative. He actually thinks this kind of film is okay. If you shoot it well, it can be very beautiful and attractive. Nowadays, male colors are the most eye-catching products.

He just felt that his family would not be happy to see it.

I don’t talk about Zhao Jindong anymore, I’m afraid Zhao Xinzhi and the others will not be very happy.

When he came back, he asked Mrs. Zhao first. Mrs. Zhao looked at the pictures and then opened it: "What's this?"

She was a little more conservative in this regard, feeling that men dressed like this and were a little embarrassed to behave like this.

"Story shots drawn by Sun Sihai," Song Chen said: "What do you think?"

"Let you take pictures?" Mrs. Zhao said: "Hurry up and ask him to give up this idea as soon as possible. Who is taking pictures? He is thrusting his brain?"

It was exactly the same as I expected.

Song Chen smiled and took the pictures. Mrs. Zhao was worried and reminded him: "Don't shoot these things. People like us are not short of money. If you can see these things, you don't know what you will say. Let him look for them all over the country. Which rich young master can shoot this kind of things? What did he think?"

Song Chen said, "I understand."

"You have it closed, don't show it to your father, nor to show it to the Near East." Mrs. Zhao said: "It turns out that I think it's okay to shoot the kind. No matter what, it's still beautiful. I don't want this. It's just showing off my face and figure. If others see it, they will even say you. You are married, don't do this."

Song Chen nodded, indeed expected.

But he still wants to show it to Zhao Jindong, he has his purpose.

When he returned to the upper floor, he found his Hanfu, took off his legs and put on the Hanfu naked. This was the erotic scene he had always thought about before.

Hanfu is beautiful, but sometimes it is more lustful than modern clothing. Loose robes symbolize red tape and feudal conservatism. The body wrapped under such robes sometimes has a different temptation.

He had never written an ancient novel, otherwise he would have to write a plot that would open up Hanfu. Regardless of men and women, such scenes would be touching!

He first scratched his head and posed in the cloakroom for a long time, but he felt it was funny. When he heard that Zhao Jindong was back, he immediately jumped onto the bed, revealing half of his upper body for Zhao Jindong to show.

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Is this to seduce him?

Song Chen often makes some amazing moves for no reason, and he is already used to it.

He wanted to see who was seducing whom.

Zhao Jindong picked up other pictures and looked at them: "Are you planning to take these?"

“Is the scale too big?”

"It's okay if you don't show it all." Zhao Jindong said.

Song Chen was a little nervous, coughed, pulled the robe up a little, and then Zhao Jindong asked, "Which do you want to start the drill?"

"Cross the neck." Song Chen was very worried that his shame would not allow him to perform every picture, so he went straight to the point and chose the performance with physical contact.

Zhao Jindong threw the other pictures on the table, took the ones that were choking, and looked at them again.

Although they are all colored and can be seen as having thoughtful thoughts, they are not the kind of people who use detailed and slow drawings. The characters only draw their faces carefully, and the Hanfu on their bodies are all rough outlined lines, but the paintings are very touching and the tension is revealed.

The characters filled the entire picture. The person who was tying his neck behind him only showed another thick and powerful arm. His palm said he was tying his neck, but in fact he was positioned up, which meant that he was forcing the other party to look up. Zhao Jindong moved the corner of his mouth and asked indifferently and plainly: "It seems that you need my help."

Song Chen swallowed and coughed again: "It seems...it's right."

When Zhao Jindong heard this, he put down the picture and turned to untie his white shirt.

"What are you doing?" Song Chen asked hurriedly.

"I see that the arms exposed on your picture seem to be naked. Why don't you need to be so realistic?"

Song Chen pursed his lips and said, forget it, damn, it's all this way, it's better to take it off.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Zhao Jindong took off his shirt, revealing his strong tendon flesh.

Zhao Jindong is tall and has a very well-proportioned body proportion, his legs are long, his upper body is also slender, his waist and abdomen are strong, and his chest muscles are obvious. He couldn't help swallowing again.

Zhao Jindong walked towards him, walked to the bed and sat down, and asked, "Are you sure you want to do it?"

Song Chen let out a "hmm" sound, his voice tightened a little, and the "hmm" sound was also a little weak. Zhao Jindong sat down next to him and reached out and placed his hand on his neck.

As a result, when he met, Song Chen laughed.

Song Chen immediately hid: "It's so itchy."

He smiled and touched his neck, and pushed Zhao Jindong's hand away.

Zhao Jindong said: "Didn't you ask me to help you?"

Song Chen twisted his neck and said, "Then you just use force, otherwise it will be too light and it will be very itchy, and my neck will be tickled."

He is the best person, his body is too sensitive.

Zhao Jindong's mouth moved when he heard this, and suddenly he pinched his neck and pressed him down on the bed.

Because it was too sudden, Song Chen was startled and wanted to get up, but Zhao Jindong pressed him back again. His hands were so big that he could directly hold his entire neck. Song Chen grabbed his arm and said with some difficulty: "No... Didn't you ask me to press down? Didn't you see that picture? It's not like that."

Zhao Jindong pressed on him and looked at him motionlessly. He had a lot of strength in his hand, so he couldn't stand up at all.

Song Chen didn't dare to look him in the eyes. He was a little embarrassed. The shoulders of the two people were rubbing together, both of which were hot. However, Zhao Jindong kept looking at him and didn't speak. He was hot all over, and finally turned his head and looked at Zhao Jindong.

Zhao Jindong looked at him and said, "I thought you like this."

Song Chen said: "I don't shoot this kind of movie, do you want me to shoot this kind of movie?"

"The play of men pressing on you?"

Song Chen said: "Do my show."

He is actually a shy person, but every time he has such physical competition with Zhao Jindong, those who look very much like Song Chen and don’t know the rude language that is so high that he can always speak without thinking.

When Zhao Jindong heard this, his hands increased their strength again. He spread his thumb and index finger, held his chin, and forced him to raise his head. The already loose Hanfu fell off, revealing a large piece of his chest. While he twisted, he found that Song Chen's chest was gone.

The very shameless flower in the position of that pattern is gone.

"When did it be removed?" Zhao Jindong asked.

"What?"

"The flower here." Zhao Jindong said, then tapped his chest with his other hand. Who knew that Song Chen immediately snorted and his body shrank.

Sensitive and inconsistent!

Zhao Jindong's eyes dimmed a little further: "Don't scream."

"I'll call you if I want to," said Song Chen.

Zhao Jindong was a little moved by the flirting and said, "Then I will let you call me enough."

As he said that, he pulled the Hanfu on him down a little. Song Chen's heart beat like thunder and his face was flushed. I, Cao, Cao, Zhao Jindong was seduced by him so easily? But he didn't expect Zhao Jindong to be so easy to hook up with. What should he do next, he was completely unprepared!!!

He was both expectant and afraid of being intimate with Zhao Jindong, mainly because of his virginity. Chicken was more cautious and nervous about the first time. He wanted to take it step by step, at least he had ambiguous relationship first. It would be better to have sex before having sex.

He grabbed Zhao Jindong's hand and looked at him and said, "No."

Zhao Jindong said: "What's wrong? I'm the man who has quarrels with you."

"Then do you love me?" Song Chen said.

As soon as he said this, he felt that he had found a weapon of killing!

"Do you love me? You have to touch me." Song Chen said.

Before Zhao Jindong could speak, Song Chen said, "I only let those who love me fuck me."

Zhao Jindong said: "Do it every time and shout it every time. Why do you have no shame at all?"

"Do you have to be ashamed in front of a man who has proof?" Song Chen said: "Or do you like to fuck people to death?"

Zhao Jindong let go of him and got up from him. However, Song Chen grabbed his neck and took him back. Zhao Jindong suddenly became angry and said, "If you don't want to be fucked, let go!"

When Song Chen heard this, his hand loosened, Zhao Jindong got up from him, wiped his face, and walked towards the bathroom.

Song Chen was lying on the bed, his face was hot and red, and his heart was about to jump out.

He is still not at the level, the sadness of a virgin and the shortcomings of a chick!

He immediately got up from the bed, his Hanfu wrinkled in a ball, and he shouted to Zhao Jindong: "If you want to fuck me, you have to love me!"

As soon as he shouted this, he felt a little sad again.

Yes, what he asked for was not actually a perfect man like Zhao Jindong. What he asked for was Zhao Jindong, the man who loved him. Even if Zhao Jindong was very good, if he didn't love him, he didn't really want to sleep with him.

His pursuit of desire is actually not as great as love. If the love is strong enough, he will not be afraid of it if the grass dies.

But if there is no love, he will always resist at critical moments and cannot accept this kind of lovelessness. He suddenly realized this and felt that his temptation was like he was trying to die.

Zhao Jindong closed the bathroom door.

Don't even think about it!

Zhao Jindong thought to himself that he would give him enough food, which is already his bottom line. He also wants him to love him, so he can dream!

But he was not such a person before. If he had no love, he could indulge in desires. He would have long been able to have many men and women. Could it be that just because Song Chen was married to him, it would be that he could become an exception, or that he simply tempted his beauty and became eager for his desires?

Zhao Jindong was holding the sky in the bathroom, and even cold water could not extinguish the fire in his body.

It was a bit messy. Every time he confronted Song Chen, his thoughts seemed to be messy, and his desires and feelings were also messy, which made people feel upset. He actually didn't like this feeling, and he had an inexplicable sense of self-loathing. It seemed that from the day he agreed to marry Song Chen, he had this feeling. It was this feeling that made him hate Song Chen even more.

The annoyance reached the peak with the indelible desire. Zhao Jindong didn't even turn off the shower. He came out of the bathroom naked. He had a big body with water beads hanging on the floor. He left a wet footprint on the floor. When he arrived in the bedroom, he found that Song Chen was gone.
Chapter completed!