On the Xingqiong Railway, Fu Xuan chased her husband for thousands of miles!

Xingbao chuckled and made an extremely outrageous request to Sanyueqi.

"Remember, the photos should be both holy and obscene, chaotic and beautiful, restrained and wanton. There should be the impact of flesh and the fusion of soul. The developed photos should be able to reach the level of works of art."

Xingbao counted on his fingers as he spoke.

March 7th’s mouth opened even wider.

"what??"

You are probably making things difficult for my little Sanyue.

Seeing this, Xingbao asked curiously:

"What's the matter? You can't do it?"

"I……"

Xiao Sanyue was just about to answer.

Then I heard Xingbao pretending to be embarrassed and continued:

"That's a shame. If you can't do that... In order to make you keep the secret, we'll have no choice but to make you our 'accomplice'..."

March 7th replied eagerly:

"I can do it! I can do anything!"

Chapter 73: Little Sanyue's Growth Plan

March 7th sat on a chair in the hotel lobby, holding his camera in his arms, with a dazed look on his face.

She has been like this since she came out of Xingbao's room.

Old Yang, who had a good sleep, yawned and walked out of his room. He happened to see San Yueqi sitting there.

"Xiao Sanyue, what's wrong with you?"

Old Yang noticed that something was wrong with March 7, and couldn't help but ask.

When he heard someone calling him, San Yue Qi was obviously startled.

"Ah? Oh... I, I'm fine!"

She hugged her camera in a panic and said this.

Old Yang frowned, somewhat puzzled:

"Really?"

"really!"

San Yueqi forced a smile and said with a chuckle.

"Don't worry, Uncle Yang. I'm really fine."

Old Yang stared at March 7 for a long time, but couldn't find anything unusual, so he could only shake his head helplessly.

"Well, if you have anything to say, remember to tell me."

March 7 nodded repeatedly.

"I will, I will."

Lao Yang nodded, then looked around and asked:

"Where are Fu Qian and Xing? Aren't they awake yet?"

San Yueqi's face froze, and the fingers holding the camera looked a little white due to the force.

She replied stiffly:

"Not yet...?"

San Yueqi was sure that the two guys were definitely still sleeping.

As for why I am so sure...

The reasons are all stored in her camera.

The things recorded in it are really too explosive and too shocking.

As a result, March 7th couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

That's really...

Bathed in the golden light of the rising sun, the two guys kept entangled in front of him, changing various postures and making unbearable noises.

This undoubtedly caused great harm to March 7's young heart.

Not only that.

While the two guys were doing the trouble, they would turn back and ask themselves from time to time.

"What do you think of this pose?"

"Do you want to change the angle?"

"How about a close-up here?"

"..."

I felt numb on March 7th, really numb.

The whole person was like a puppet, being directed by Fu Qian and Xing Bao, and a lot of beautiful materials were shot.

Recalling the expressions on the two people's faces at that time, San Yueqi couldn't help but mutter to himself.

“Is it really…that comfortable?”

If...if I really couldn't take the photo that Xingbao wanted...

Think of this.

San Yueqi couldn't help but squeeze her legs together.

Old Yang, who was standing by, could not hear San Yue Qi's mumbling clearly, so he turned around and asked:

"What did you say?"

March 70 waved his hands in panic:

"No, nothing, nothing!"

After saying that, San Yue Qi stood up and said to Lao Yang:

"Um...Uncle Yang, I'm still a little sleepy now. I'll go to sleep for a while."

After saying that, he stumbled back to his room.

Old Yang was left standing there, looking puzzled.

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The perspective returns to Xingbao's room.

Even though it was almost noon, Xingbao was still lying on the bed, hugging Fu Qian tightly, with her head resting on his chest.

It's like hugging a huge and warm pillow.

At this moment, Fu Qian, who had entered sage mode, couldn't help but feel a little worried about Sanyue.

After all, when Xiao Sanyue left the room just now, she looked like she was played to pieces.

I clearly didn't touch her at all.

"Mitsuki-chan should be... okay, right?"

Fu Qian couldn't help but ask Xing Bao.

"Hey!"

Xingbao snorted somewhat dissatisfiedly and nodded his head towards Fu Qian.

"I'm lying in your arms now, and you're thinking about another woman?!"

Fu Qian smacked his lips:

"That was not what I meant……"

It has to be said that the divination skills that Fu Qian was so proud of in the past were of no use at all at this moment.

A woman's mind seems to be more difficult to predict than fate.

But Xingbao wasn't really angry. She said to Fu Qian:

"Okay, it's okay. Xiao Sanyue's psychological endurance is not that bad."

As he said this, Xingbao couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Besides, Mitsuki-chan's expression just now was really cute."

Thinking of San Yueqi's dull expression just now, Xingbao found it very interesting.

Suddenly, Xing raised his head, squinted his eyes and asked Fu Qian:

"How about it, do you have any thoughts about Xiao Sanyue?"

Fu Qian was confused.

What kind of fatal question is this?

"As for your question, we are not saying... we are not without ideas, but... we are not saying it. When we say there is no question, we are saying..."

Fu Qian's eyes wandered and he refused to give a direct answer.

Xingbao couldn't help but roll his eyes at Fu Qian.

"Why aren't you as hard as you are down there now?"

Fu Qian's face froze, and he didn't know how to answer.

"I do have some thoughts about Xiao Sanyue."

Xingbao licked his lips and said this.

"A girl as cute as Xiao Sanyue must not be given to others, right?"

"……really."

Fu Qian was silent for a moment and nodded.

"Isn't this right?"

Xingbao suddenly bit Fu Qian's collarbone and said vaguely:

"Then why were you pretending with me just now!"

"hiss……"

Fu Qian felt pain and took a breath.

So, no matter how you answer this question, you will die.

"Then what are you going to do?"

Fu Qian decided that he had to take the initiative, so he asked Xingbao.

Unexpectedly, Xingbao shook his head at this time and said slowly:

"Don't worry, don't rush. We have to work on this matter slowly."

"Oh?"

Fu Qian pretended to listen attentively.

"What do you think?"

Xingbao put on a wise expression and said:

"Xiao Sanyue is soft on the outside but strong on the inside. If we force her, we might end up with a miserable situation. So we have to slow down and proceed step by step."

Fu Qian listened.

Wow, it seems there is something.

So he asked enthusiastically: