On weekends, Chu Zheng went outside Sang Yu's studio early in the morning.

The door was unlocked, so Chu Zheng opened the door and went in.

The light inside is dim, there are two tables with the computers on, but there are no people.

There are some photos hanging on the walls on both sides, and things are piled up in a mess on the ground, a little messy.

Chu Zheng looked inside, and there was a staircase at the innermost point leading to the top.

Chu Zheng flipped out his cell phone and looked at the last message Sang Yu sent, asking her to go directly in...

Then you can go up.

Chuzheng went up the stairs, the light above was a little better, and it looked like a living room.

There was a bed directly opposite, and the quilt on the bed was lifted, as if the owner hadn't gotten up yet to clean up.

On the other side is a shelf with different cameras and lenses.

The bed and the shelf should be the neatest place. Other places are either piled up or thrown in a mess.

Next to the bed is a desk with a laptop.

At first glance, he saw the picture on the desktop...

She narrowed her eyes.

Wow----

The door of the bathroom was pushed open, and the man came out with the mist. He was only wrapped in a bath towel, his upper body was naked, and his muscles were smooth and full of tension.

The man came out and suddenly saw the person standing outside. He was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly returned to the bathroom and closed the door, leaving only a gap.

"Why did you come up?" A question came from the bathroom.

"You didn't say I can't come up."

"..."

Normal people will wait downstairs, who will run upstairs?

Sang Yu heard the footsteps outside, she came over here...

The girl's voice came in: "Why do you put my photos on your computer desktop?"

Sang Yu: "!!!"

His computer is on!

Thinking of this, Sang Yu raised her throat in her heart, but when she thought about it again, she had already seen...

The door of the bathroom was knocked gently: "You secretly photographed me. Have I agreed?"

Sang Yu didn't dare to speak out inside, feeling nervous and nervous about being caught on the spot by someone doing bad things.

Sang Yu took a deep breath and defended himself: "I just think that photo is good, out of professional appreciation."

Chuzheng leaned outside, tilted his head and looked at the faint outline of the bathroom: "Do you think the photo is good or the person is good?"

Sang Yu's breathing was stagnant again.

There was no sound inside. If it weren't for watching Sang Yu enter, Chu Zheng wondered if there was someone inside.

"Is this question difficult to answer?" Need to ponder for so long?

Sang Yu still did not speak.

After all, Chuzheng has limited patience: "When are you going to stay inside?"

Sang Yu: "..."

He also wanted to go out, but he didn't take his clothes into the bathroom. The only cover on his body was this bath towel. How could he get out?

Sang Yu took a breath: "Can you go downstairs first?"

"why?"

"I want to change clothes."

"You change it, I can't see it again."

"..." Sang Yu endured forbearance: "My clothes are outside."

"I don't mind." Sooner or later, it's up to you. It doesn't make any difference whether you watch early or late.

Sang Yu was probably gnashing his teeth: "I mind."

Hypocritical!

Chu Zheng asked him: "Where, I'll get it for you." How come I am so good, hey.

"..."

Don't think of yourself as an outsider.

The people outside didn't mean to go at all, so it was not a problem to consume so much, Sang Yu could only ask Chuzheng to help him get his clothes.

There were not many clothes in the closet, and it was neatly placed inside, so Chu Zheng picked up a set of clothes.

Sang Yu finally changed his clothes and came out, his hair was still dripping with water, but he couldn't care about it at this time.

"Why are you here so early?"

Chuzheng replied: "Go to bed early and get up early."

"..."

Sang Yu turned off the computer for the first time. He turned around to talk, but was suddenly pushed on his shoulder and sat directly on the chair.

As the body turned halfway with the chair, the girl's face was magnified and appeared in front of her eyes. Sang Yu instantly forgot to breathe and stared at her blankly.

Chu Zheng supported the arm of the chair with his left hand, and touched Sang Yu's wet hair with his right hand.

Sang Yuxin mentioned her throat, and some messy thoughts flashed in her mind, and there seemed to be ambiguous factors in the air.

Then he heard a sentence: "Where is the hair dryer?"

Sang Yu: "..."

"No."

Chu Zheng loosened the armrest of the chair and stood up straight. Only then did Sang Yu feel that the air was flowing, but his heartbeat could not calm down for a long time.

He watched Chuzheng leave, found a dry towel from nowhere, and covered his head with Sang Yu's suspicious gaze.

Sang Yu: "..."

When Chu Zheng wiped his hair, it was like rubbing a ball. Sang Yu was rubbed into doubt about life.

Sang Yu's head was stunned, he quickly said: "I can come by myself..."

"do not move!"

The girl's tone was fierce, and she didn't let Sang Yu do it herself.

Sang Yu: "..."

Sang Yu wondered if he was dreaming now, this scene...how it seemed a bit strange.

But Sang Yu felt this scene enviable again in a daze.

Like people who have been together for a long time...

In an instant, Sang Yu suppressed the thought, what he was thinking.

Chuzheng touched his hair, feeling that it was almost the same, and then let him go. When Sang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, the girl suddenly turned off the chair and supported her hands on the armrest of the chair naturally.

Sang Yu: "!!!"

Chu Zheng didn't do anything, but seriously asked him: "What do you want for breakfast?"

Sang Yu wanted to tell her to stand up and speak well, but when he met Chuzheng's sight, his taste changed: "Milk and bread."

Chu Zheng nodded: "Clean up and go out to eat later."

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Sang Yu didn't come back to his senses until he walked out of the studio, locked the door, and was illuminated by the sunlight outside.

Why does he listen to her like this?

Chuzheng chose a store and bought him milk and bread.

Sang Yu: "..."

I always feel weird.

After Sang Yu finished his breakfast in silence, Chu Zheng asked him where to shoot.

"You didn't bring clothes?"

"Can't this work?" Chu Zheng pointed to his clothes.

"..." It's not impossible, but it's too casual.

[Miss Sister, you can wear the original skirt of the original owner~] The king's name jumped out.

You are dreaming!

[Miss sister, that little skirt is very expensive, OK, and don’t you think it’s very exciting? 】

Chu Zheng: "..."

What kind of strange thing did you see recently?

What stimulates?

Let her wear that kind of clothes instead of letting her die.

[...] The King’s Perseverance: [Maybe good people like it? 】

What does he like?

Do I have to accommodate what clothes he wears? I won't!

[...] Okay, let's do a task. [Main task: Please buy ten sets of clothes of different styles and colors, suitable for taking pictures, each with a price of not less than 30,000 yuan, with a time limit of two hours. 】

Chu Zheng: "..."

I X you fairy board! !

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