The rich guy was too inexperienced, so the school beauty's group of girlfriends had no choice b

"You all look so beautiful, let me take a picture of you first."

Su Jing quickly changed the subject to stop them from teasing her.

"OK, let's take a set of fantasy-themed photos of my sister first."

"no problem."

Su Jing was very confident, after all, she was proficient in photography.

Sheng Yingran cosplayed Ning Yao, looking incredibly heroic, and even brought a prop sword.

She drew her sword and danced with it in front of the French windows under the setting sun. The talented singer with a magical voice and profound dance skills wielded her sword with fluid grace, exuding a strong sense of fantasy and chivalry.

Su Jing didn't need to ask her to pose at all; just taking candid shots was enough. Every moment was the most beautiful "Ning Yao" in Su Jing's mind.

Su Jing started watching "Sword Comes" in high school.

Which young person doesn't dream of a swordsmanship?

In the past, whenever Su Jing came home from school, he would wave a straight stick all the way home.

Although I can't be Chen Ping'an.

But at this moment—

The last photo.

Sheng Yingran brandished her sword, letting out a "clang—" sound like a dragon's roar, and pointed the sword at the camera.

Su Jing looked at Sheng Yingran through the camera lens. A gentle breeze stirred a strand of her hair, which brushed against her face, and the long ribbon of her high ponytail swayed in the wind.

Before I met you, my sword was only for survival; after I met you, my sword is only for protection!

So charming!

These were Ning Yao's classic quotes, and Su Jing got it; his heart felt like it was pounding wildly.

You are the Chen Ping'an in your sister's eyes.

My dream came true! This summer, I finally fulfilled my high school dream of playing Sword Comedy!

I love my older sister so much.

She understands her younger brother so well.

Tong Mengxi looked at the photos and complimented, "Wow~ they're so beautiful! Yingran, you have such a great feel for Ning Yao."

Sheng Yingran said modestly, "Thank you. It's all thanks to Su Su for taking the photos. They will all look great in your photos too."

They said those things, but what they really meant were, "I'm not saying them."

"So-so. If I were to step in, I'd take you down in a heartbeat."

No matter how many pictures you take, none of them will be as good-looking as mine.

Women love to compare themselves to each other, especially in groups of girlfriends. They secretly compete with each other, and no one is willing to concede to the other.

"My turn. Shoot me in a retro style, old-money vibe." Luo Meina pulled out a pack of cigarettes.

Su Jing: "Sister Mina, are you going to smoke again?"

Luo Meina: "I don't smoke it. It's a prop, for filming."

Su Jing immediately thought of a style that suited her best—Wong Kar-wai-inspired photography.

She is a genuine Shanghai local, and her unique arrogance is something no one else can pull off.

She took out a cigarette, lit it, took a drag, and exhaled the smoke.

Click click click click!

Su Jing kept taking pictures.

The photo, featuring a woman in a cheongsam from old Shanghai leaning against a window and gazing at the Bund, has a dark and atmospheric feel, bathed in light and shadow. It has a very high-quality feel.

She stubbed out her cigarette, turned around, and Su Jing squatted in front of the ashtray, leaving the wisp of smoke as a close-up. He pressed the shutter button on her distant figure, freezing the silhouette in the darkness, with only a ray of sunset outlining the graceful shape of her cheongsam.

The last photo.

Luo Meina brushed past the camera and then said, "If I had one more ticket, would you come with me?"

That's flirting again!

Su Jing's heart was struck by something again.

At eighteen, one has little resistance.

A beautiful woman in a cheongsam with such stunning looks and figure saying these words to a young man is incredibly alluring.

"That's one of the most classic lines from 'In the Mood for Love,' what are you thinking about?"

Luo Meina grabbed the camera to look at the finished product, then glanced at Su Jing: "You even have Wong Kar-wai's style?"

Su Jing: "I know a little bit of everything."

"My turn." Ayina stepped forward and began striking various poses of Dunhuang flying apsaras.

She is from the Western Regions, a perfect match for the flying apsara goddess of Dunhuang.

Su Jing took a series of photos, each one a masterpiece.

The last photo.

She started spinning around, and the Uyghur coat she was wearing fell off, revealing a crop top underneath.

Su Jing was stunned for a moment.

Her waist is so slender, especially when she twists it, it's like a water snake.

Seeing Su Jing staring at her waist, Ayina said, "Look all you want, but don't forget to take a picture."

"immediately."

Su Jing quickly raised his camera.

Ayina was barefoot, with a red silk ribbon draped over her body, swaying in the breeze, striking a classic flying pose.

Finally, Sheng Yingran said to the camera, "I have brushed past thousand-year-old murals and witnessed the wind and sand of the Silk Road, and only when I reach you do I finally settle down."

Still flirting?

Who can stand this?

Three older sisters, three sentences, flirting recklessly, huh?

"It's my turn."

A young Miao girl with a youthful face and large breasts took out an ancient little box.

Su Jing and the three little ones were curious about what was inside.

The moment Tong Mengxi opened it.

what! ! !

The three little ones were so frightened that they hid behind Su Jing.

There is a centipede inside.

Su Jing: "Sister Mengxi, what are you going to do?"

Tong Mengxi picked up the centipede: "It's fake, a prop. Look at you all, so pathetic!"

Su Jing poked it: "Confirmed to be a prop."

The three little ones were relieved: "You scared us to death!"

Tong Mengxi: "I want to take photos of the ancient and mysterious Miao region."

"OK, no problem."

Tong Mengxi played with the fake centipede, placing it on her face, hands, legs, and other places, while Su Jing took pictures.

The three little ones had the same expression, ugh~~~~ I got goosebumps all over.

The last photo.

Su Jing lay on the ground, holding up his camera, when a Miao girl crawled over from his feet and into the frame.

This woman looks innocent and naive, but she actually likes this Miao ethnic style.

Su Jing tried her best to remain calm.

Click click click click!

He frantically pressed the shutter button.

Tong Mengxi thought that the three boys had all said something very flirtatious, and she couldn't be outdone, so she had to say something that would impress everyone.

I've got it.

Tong Mengxi stood in front of the camera, holding the lens.

From Su Jing's perspective, it looked as if he was holding his own face.

Tong Mengxi said, "Su Su... I want to use a love potion on you!"

I wipe!

Su Jing was so frightened that she lost her camera.

She ran directly behind the three little ones and hid, yelling, "Don't come any closer!"

"Hahaha..." Tong Mengxi laughed, hands on her hips.

The three little ones all smiled.

Sheng Yingran slapped Tong Mengxi: "Don't scare my brother, brother, she's just talking nonsense to scare you, there's no witchcraft involved."

Su Jing: "Really?"

Tong Mengxi laughed and said, "Just kidding. Look how scared you are. Are you that afraid?"

Su Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief: "You're from Miao territory, and you even mentioned using Gu poison. How could I not be afraid?"

"Just kidding! Look how scared you are. But if the love potion won't work, the obedience potion is something we can consider. From now on, you'll only listen to the four of us, and that will be enough."

"You scared my brother! I'll get revenge for you!"

Sheng Yingran instantly transformed into a Sichuan-Chongqing Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Tong Mengxi was so frightened that she turned and ran away: "Ah!!! Su Su, stop your sister."

Sheng Yingran rushed up, grabbed her, pinned her to the sofa, and started beating her.

"Don't hit me, don't hit me, Ayina, help me."

"I've had my eye on you for a long time." Ayina rolled up her sleeves and joined in the beating.

"Ayina, why did you hit my chest? You're just jealous that mine are big."

"Having big breasts isn't a big deal. If you keep going to Versailles every day, they'll sag down to your belly button sooner or later."

Su Su thought, "That's so nasty!"

However, Ayina is indeed small; she is the smallest of the four, at most a C-cup.

Su Su raised her camera to capture the moment they were playing around.

Luo Meina: "Why did you take a picture?"

Su Jing: "These photos are the most memorable. No matter how many years have passed, seeing them will remind me of the scene at that time."

Luo Meina nodded: "That makes sense. Okay, okay, stop fooling around. We're starving. Let's go eat."

The two little ones finally stopped.

Tong Mengxi got up, rushed to Su Jing, and stepped on Su Jing with her bare feet.

"Hmph, you stinky Su Jing, you bad Su Jing, you didn't even help them when they bullied me."

"How can I help?"

"It's two against two, a free-for-all!"

Sheng Yingran: "If Su Su dares to help you, I'll smother him with my butt!"

Su Jing: !!!

What a fierce older sister!