This person is clearly a male protagonist in a female-oriented novel, yet he is excessively lucid.

The evening breeze, carrying the unique coolness of late summer, gently lifted the thin curtains on the balcony, stirring up a wisp of coolness that slowly seeped into the bedroom.

The warm lights in the bedroom were adjusted to a just-right, soft brightness, and a warm yellow halo gently enveloped every corner of the room.

Yu Chenzhou held the DSLR camera steadily, his fingertips gently caressing the cool shutter button, his gaze fixed on the figure not far away, his eyes filled with an unyielding gentle smile.

Xiao Yilin's gaze swept over the neatly folded and freshly arranged cosplay outfit on the bed. She raised her hand and took off her long dress, leaving only a set of exquisite and sexy lace lingerie.

Her fair skin glowed with a delicate sheen under the warm light. She tilted her head slightly, gazing at the several outfits with completely different styles, her delicate brows furrowing slightly as she struggled with her dilemma.

Women are born with a love for beautiful clothes, and Xiao Yilin is no exception.

Although she was initially hesitant and shy when she heard that she would have to wear a cosplay outfit.

But after seeing these exquisitely crafted and stylish clothes in person, the initial resistance vanished, replaced by anticipation and undisguised excitement.

"Honey, can you help me choose which outfit I should wear first?"

Yu Chenzhou's gaze quickly swept over the several brightly colored garments of various materials, finally settling on a red and white outfit. A slight smile played on his lips as he said with a hint of certainty:

"Try the Tushan Red one first, it'll complement your long legs."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yilin's gaze immediately followed his direction and fell on the red and white long dress.

The delicate patterns faintly visible on the skirt instantly brightened her eyes, and the hesitation on her face vanished. She happily reached out and picked up the long skirt, eager to put it on.

But when he turned around, Yu Chenzhou was still standing there, staring straight at him, looking dazed.

Xiao Yilin rolled her eyes in annoyance and urged him on with a hint of coquettishness.

"What are you standing there for? Come help me! I can't put these clothes on by myself!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Yu Chenzhou quickly snapped out of his daze, his tone tinged with a flustered apology, but his gaze remained fixed on her.

"You look so beautiful, I was stunned and didn't react for a moment."

I'm coming to help you right away.

With that, Yu Chenzhou put down his camera and walked quickly toward Xiao Yilin.

The two of them took turns passing the item to each other, cooperating seamlessly. Their movements weren't exactly practiced, but they were remarkably in sync.

In no time, Xiao Yilin had changed into Tu Shan Honghong's cosplay outfit. The red and white skirt fell to her thighs, outlining her long legs and slender figure.

After changing clothes, the next step is meticulous makeup and styling.

Yu Chenzhou had already prepared the corresponding cosmetics and props in advance, and placed them on the dressing table next to her.

A blonde wig, emerald green contact lenses, fluffy fox ear hair accessories, jingling bells, and matching anklets.

As these props were carefully placed on Xiao Yilin, Yu Chenzhou clearly pictured the stunningly beautiful Tu Shan Honghong, who was in charge of Tu Shan.

Unfortunately, this beautiful scene was ultimately just his imagination.

Although Xiao Yilin was dressed in Tu Shan Honghong's full costume, the overall feeling she gave off was far from what was expected. Instead, she resembled the innocent and naive Tu Shan Susu more.

She deliberately adopted a cold and aloof demeanor, exuding only a stiff sense of detachment, completely lacking the unique temperament of Tu Shan Hong Hong, who possessed a cool demeanor that concealed a touch of naivety and a strength that was tempered with gentleness.

Instead, it's like Tu Shan Su Su's clumsy attempt to imitate Tu Shan Hong Hong.

At this moment, Xiao Yilin stood in front of the dressing mirror wearing a fiery red ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress). The silver threads embroidered on the hem of the skirt overlapped layer by layer under the light, shimmering with tiny sparkles as she moved slightly.

Her long, golden hair was loosely styled into an elegant fox-ear bun, and the tassels that fell over her shoulders swayed gently with her steps, making soft, rustling sounds.

"I specially wore this for you to see, and you're still not satisfied, your demands are so high."

Xiao Yilin looked at herself in the mirror, her tone filled with speechless dissatisfaction.

Xiao Yilin truly didn't understand the feeling of "charming and innocent" that Yu Chenzhou was talking about. In her opinion, she already looked beautiful and imposing enough in her red dress.

She pouted her pink lips, her cheeks puffed out slightly, and said with a hint of grievance and resentment.

"If you keep being so picky, I'm not going to cooperate with you for the photoshoot."

"Fine, Su Su it is then, it's all the same person anyway!"

As he spoke, Yu Chenzhou picked up his camera to take a picture.

"Isn't it too flashy?"

Facing the camera lens raised by Yu Chenzhou, Xiao Yilin's cheeks flushed slightly, and she subconsciously raised her hand to tuck a few stray strands of hair behind her ear.

She twirled slightly with a hint of shyness, letting the fiery red skirt unfurl in a graceful arc with her movement.

Yu Chenzhou pressed the shutter without hesitation.

With a soft "click," the camera precisely captured her smiling face as she looked down.

The girl in the photo has curved eyebrows and a faint smile in her eyes. Her red dress is fiery red, which makes her skin look as white as snow.

With his superb photography skills, the people in the photos actually possessed a certain charm and radiance unique to the Lord of Tushan.

"No, it looks great, that's exactly the feeling I wanted."

Yu Chenzhou took two steps forward and carefully helped her straighten the few strands of real black hair that had accidentally peeked out from her shoulder, gently tucking them inside her wig. Then he patiently began to guide Xiao Yilin to strike various iconic poses of Tu Shan Honghong.

Xiao Yilin, unusually, did not object and obediently followed his instructions.

She winked playfully at the camera, a sly, fox-like glint gradually appearing in her eyes, capturing some of the character's essence.

Yu Chenzhou took several shots in quick succession, the shutter sound crisp and pleasant.

After shooting Tu Shan Hong Hong's look, Yu Chenzhou took advantage of the good lighting and immediately had Xiao Yilin change into another outfit—the long, flowing dress with water sleeves that he had chosen for Yan Ling Ji long ago.

The light blue gauze skirt trailed gracefully on the ground, and the sheer, gossamer-thin sleeves draped naturally, swaying gently in the breeze.

Following the image of Yan Lingji from her memory, Xiao Yilin slowly raised her hand and made a neat sword flourish. Her originally somewhat naive eyebrows and eyes were instantly tinged with a charming yet elegant style.

Yu Chenzhou crouched down and adjusted the angle to shoot from below, which made the curve of the skirt more graceful and dynamic.

He gently guided, "Yes, that's the feeling. Imagine you're controlling a sky full of flames, be confident."

The shutter clicked repeatedly, but just then, she suddenly tilted her head and smiled at the camera, her eyes crinkling. The charming and alluring demeanor she had created instantly crumbled, and she reverted to her usual coquettish self.

"Lu Xueqi's outfit is so hard to put on!"

As soon as she held the moon-white Taoist robe in her hands, Xiao Yilin couldn't help but complain.

"No wonder Hanfu has never become a popular everyday garment; all those layers are just too cumbersome."

And being wrapped up so tightly, I was already sweating even though I'd only just started wearing the basic outfit.

Xiao Yilin carried the moon-white Taoist robe, her brows furrowed into a small knot, her face full of reluctance.

At this moment, because she was sweating from changing clothes, the room was filled with a rich and sweet rose scent.

Yu Chenzhou smiled helplessly, stepped forward and patiently helped her change her clothes, carefully fastening the jade belt around her waist, and then took a long sword from a prop box and handed it to her:

"The materials for the Tianya Sword haven't arrived yet, so we'll use this similar one as a substitute. The effect should be about the same."

Xiao Yilin gripped the sword hilt tightly and instinctively stood up straight.

The moon-white Taoist robe accentuated her upright posture, and her originally somewhat naive eyebrows now held a touch of the coldness and decisiveness befitting her role.

Yu Chenzhou took a few steps back, carefully adjusted the camera's focus, and continued to guide the camera:

"Make your gaze colder, imagine yourself standing atop Mount Qingyun, looking down upon all living beings, and have that aloof and lofty aura."

The girl in the video obediently suppressed all smiles on her face. Her eyes were clear and bright, yet they also carried a hint of aloofness and coldness, truly resembling the proud and aloof temperament of Lu Xueqi, a disciple of the Qingyun Sect.

After finally finishing the shoot, Xiao Yilin immediately took off her heavy Taoist robe. Looking at her soaked underwear, Xiao Yilin learned her lesson.

From now on, I will never wear clothes with three layers on one side again; I will only wear light and cool clothes.

Anyway, there were only the two of them on set, so no matter how sexy or alluring they dressed, no outsiders would see them, and they didn't need to be shy at all.

While Xiao Yilin was changing her underwear, Yu Chenzhou took the opportunity to hand her the bellyband he had bought.

Finally realizing what had happened, Xiao Yilin pinched Yu Chenzhou's waist in annoyance before taking the undergarment and putting it on.

Next up is Meng Ke'er's light gauze dress.

The long dress is a very light mauve color, gentle and elegant, with delicate lotus scroll patterns embroidered on the hem, and the workmanship is exquisite.

Xiao Yilin put it on, walked slowly to the sofa and sat down, casually resting her elbows on her knees, her fingertips lightly touching her chin, her eyes becoming hazy and dreamy, with a hint of unintentional allure.

Yu Chenzhou leaned against the wall, pointing his camera at her: "Be a little more relaxed, yes, just like that."

Next up was the seven-colored fairy dress from "Happy Seven Fairies".

The seven outfits are all different colors, ranging from vibrant crimson to serene lake blue, from bright pale yellow to refreshing turquoise, each one exceptionally eye-catching.

Xiao Yilin changed outfits one after another, fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead. Although she was a little out of breath, she was still enjoying herself.

When she wore orange, she twirled lightly around, lifting her skirt like a fairy; when she wore blue, she pretended to be dignified, picking up non-existent flower petals, looking playful and cute.

Yu Chenzhou held his camera and took pictures from dusk until night fell. The sky outside the window gradually darkened, and the warm light in the room became softer.

His camera already contains hundreds of photos.

The last outfit was a pure white long dress. Wearing it, Xiao Yilin looked graceful and elegant, as if she were a fairy from the moon palace descending to earth.

On a whim, she even performed a beautiful dance for Yu Chenzhou.

After the dance, Xiao Yilin, slightly out of breath, threw herself into Yu Chenzhou's warm embrace, pressing her cheek against his chest and gently nuzzling his neck, asking in a soft, sweet voice:

"Honey, after taking so many photos, which one do you think makes me look the best?"

Yu Chenzhou gently wrapped his arms around her waist, lowered his head and tenderly kissed her lips. Then he picked up his camera and showed her the photos one by one, his tone earnest and doting.

"Every picture is beautiful. I love you no matter what you look like."

On the camera screen, there was a bright red fox demon, a charming blue-clad Yan Ling Ji, a cool white-clad Chang'e, a gentle lotus-root pink Meng Ke'er, and a girl in a seven-colored fairy dress with a bright smile.

Each person has a bright smile and beautiful features; every photo is full of charm.

At this moment, Xiao Yilin finally realized how wise it was to prevent Yu Chenzhou from opening a photography studio.

"No, that doesn't count!"

Xiao Yilin pouted and gently poked his chest with her finger, her coquettish tone carrying a hint of relentlessness.

"You have to choose the best-looking one as your phone wallpaper, or I won't accept it."

Looking at her charmingly naive appearance, a sly glint flashed in Yu Chenzhou's eyes. He raised an eyebrow and said in a deliberately seductive tone:

"The best-looking one, you weren't willing to try before."

"How about we try again now?"

"Don't even think about it!"

Xiao Yilin refused without hesitation, her tone resolute.

"Taking photos with just clothes on is one thing, but don't expect me to use that weird stuff."

Xiao Yilin immediately understood what he meant. She rolled her eyes at him, her cheeks slightly flushed, but her attitude remained resolute.

The reason she resisted so much was that the last cosplay outfit Yu Chenzhou prepared for her was for a character named "Lu Jiajia".

If it were just about dressing up as the character, Xiao Yilin could totally accept it, but Yu Chenzhou was aiming for a highly accurate recreation.

At first, she didn't realize what was going on, but after learning what Yu Chenzhou was thinking, she decisively refused.

"If you don't want it, you don't have to. I won't force you."

Yu Chenzhou sighed softly, feeling a pang of regret in his heart, but his hands didn't stop moving.

He tightened his arms around her, nimbly flipping her over and gently pressing her onto the soft bed. His eyes were fixed intently on hers, and his tone shifted, a hint of mockery in his voice:

"Sister Chang'e, your brother Hou Yi misses you."

How much do you want to?

Xiao Yilin's eyes gradually became hazy, and she took the initiative to wrap her arms around Yu Chenzhou's neck, pulling him closer to her, her voice tinged with a lazy hoarseness.

"I would shoot down nine suns in the sky just to find you."

As soon as Yu Chenzhou finished speaking, Xiao Yilin tilted her head up and gave him a passionate and lingering kiss.

In an instant, the warm breath of their lips touching spread, and the rose scent in the room became even stronger, enveloping the two in a tender and ambiguous atmosphere.