Hundreds of photos?!

He finally understood why she was so confident. It turned out that she secretly took photos of him while he was sleeping.

When Fenglian saw Lu Xiaoji's smug villain appearance, her eyes flashed and the corner of her mouth raised a contemptuous smile: "How can I believe you when you have no evidence?"

"You need evidence, right?" Lu Xiaoji continued to wave the phone with a smile in front of him: "Well, this is the evidence, it's guaranteed to be true."

"Who knows whether what you are holding is real or fake?"

"Okay, then I'll reluctantly show it to you." Lu Xiaoji saw that Fenglian didn't believe what he said, so he opened the folder where the photos were stored on his phone, pulled out the photos and put them in front of him. "Look, open your eyes.

Can you see clearly with your eyes, is this really you?"

The person on the screen is indeed his photo.

Feng Lian raised her eyebrows, but she was not in a hurry. She browsed through her photos one after another as if she were appreciating famous paintings: "Well, the shooting technique is quite good!"

yeah?

Lu Xiaoji didn't expect that he wasn't angry but instead praised her shooting skills with a gentle face. For a moment, she couldn't think of the next step. She was stunned for a few seconds before she remembered again, ah, by the way, she was going to

After humiliating him, she put on a vicious look again, and before she could yell out "If you want a mobile phone, you have to kowtow to me and admit your mistake", Feng Lian sighed like she hated the iron, "It's a pity, every time

The pictures are all covered up and have no beauty. I think it’s best for you to take another frame. How about I be a free model for you again?”

Free model?

Before Lu Xiaoji could understand what he meant, he saw him smiling at her, reaching for his waist without a trace of fat, and slowly pulled down his trousers.

⊙﹏⊙bhan

Lu Xiaoji was stunned.

This, this, this...

Her eyes were fixed on the sensitive and important part of a certain man that was slowly exposed. Her eyes were almost bulging out. Her whole body was as stiff as a stone, and there were ten thousand grass and mud horses roaring past in her heart. Damn it.

Ah, hasn’t Young Master Feng, the direct grandson of the Feng family, always been all kinds of noble and cool? It turns out that inside he is a slut who is so slutty that he can open his waistband in front of women and let his photos be taken! This...

...How can she hold it?

There was an inexplicable surge of heat at the end of my nose. No need to think about it, it was definitely a nosebleed.

Lu Xiaoji held back the hot blood that was about to burst out. When the Fenglian saw her stunned look, his black eyes narrowed, and he quickly pulled up Ali's pants with his hand, and used his other hand to secretly turn around.

Feng's good kung fu quickly snatched away the cell phone and paper that Lu Xiaoji was holding in both hands.

The situation suddenly turned around.

Feng Lian curled her lips proudly, held the paper to her lips, and slowly adjusted her trousers with both hands, one of which was still holding the cell phone she had just taken back.
Chapter completed!