ps. Thanks to the book friend Deng Shen for the 500 book coins!

In addition, the author has to go to school tomorrow to go through graduation procedures and will be very busy, so he takes a day off and wants to say sorry to my book friends.

"What's the matter, so anxious?" Wen Xia was sitting on the bed playing with her mobile phone when she saw Luo Quan's bare feet and rushed in.

Luo Quan spoke very quickly: "Where are those clothes of yours, those global limited edition clothes!"

"In the closet..." Wen Xia got out of bed, walked to the closet that looked like a wall, and pulled the sliding door, "What are you doing at night? Who are you going to go out with on a date?"

Luo Quan smiled excitedly and said: "What kind of date are you going to have? Tccandler told me that I have been elected as the most beautiful face in the world, and they will arrange for someone to take pictures of me soon!"

"Really!" Wen Xia also showed a surprised expression.

Luo Quan nodded: "It's absolutely true, that's why I asked you to borrow some decent clothes."

"In this case..." Wen Xia rummaged through her sales clothes and finally took out a skirt: "Then you can wear this one."

Luo Quan took it in his hand and looked at it curiously: "What kind of clothes is this?"

Wen Xia said loudly: "This is a dress from the Dior series, also known as the famous newlook. This series of clothing caused a huge sensation in the entire fashion industry at the time because it brought new and revolutionary features, the new look of skirts.

That's where the name comes from.

The one I own is a 2012 Dior spring newlook dress. It is a classic work of the famous designer Johnny. It has a tightly gathered waist, a full skirt and an elegant diagonal skirt. It is limited to 100 pieces worldwide. It is a classic for Western celebrities.

, the favorite of celebrities, and also a few of my top-shelf items.

It's just that not everyone can wear this dress. Its waist is designed to be extremely tight. Without the thin waist like a water snake, the special belt cannot be buckled, and the charm of the whole dress is lost.

Most of it.

I tried it on when I bought it, but found that the belt couldn't be buckled, so I don't know if you can do it."

"You'll know after you try it on!" Although the skirt is a little thin, it is still thicker than the Givenchy skirt Mr. Raphael gave her. It should be no problem if the photoshoot is faster.

Luo Quan didn't care that they were both girls. He took off his coat in front of Wen Xia and put on his skirt.

When Wen Xia saw Luo Quan's exposed figure, the sourness in her eyes almost overflowed: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, this figure is comparable to that of a supermodel."

His tone was sour, as if he had a hundred lemons.

She obviously exercises, practices dance every day, and pays great attention to her diet. Why can't her figure reach Luo Quan's level? God is so unfair!

"Hey, it's buckled!" Luo Quan pulled gently, buckled the belt around his waist, and spun around in a circle, causing the hem of his skirt to fly up.

Wen Xia was a little speechless: "Why does it look like it was tailor-made for you?"

"I don't know, maybe it's because I'm thinner." He swore to the sky that Luo Quan really didn't mean to show off, but his unintentional words still made his friend very hurt.

Wen Xia clenched her fists tightly, took a deep breath, and finally let go, "I'm going to call Junzi, and we will go take pictures with you. If the hem of the skirt touches the floor, it will be scratched.

It doesn’t look good.”

Saying that, she kicked open the door angrily and went to Junko's room.

Luo Quan also quickly packed up his things to prepare for going out.

Junko had already changed her clothes when she came out, and was surprised when she saw Luo Quan's appearance: "So beautiful, Izumi-chan, your waist is too thin!"

"Come on, put on your coat. It's freezing outside Beijing now." Wen Xia said and put a woolen coat on Luo Quan, and then the three of them took the elevator downstairs.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the photographer arranged by tccandler arrived. He was a foreigner who spoke with an authentic Beijing accent.

"Hello, my name is Mike. The equipment is all ready in the trunk. Let's find a place to take pictures." The foreigner parked the car outside the residents' hall and said while opening the trunk.

The scenery in Jiuding Mansion is very good. There are street lights at night and there is enough light. It is a good place to take pictures.

"Let's just go there. There are more sculptures there, the wind is lighter, and it's a good background." Wen Xia pointed to an open space not far away.

It is one of the scenic spots of Jiuding Mansion. There are many art sculptures five to six meters high. The most exquisite one is undoubtedly the reduced Eiffel Tower, whose structure is exactly the same as the one in Paris.

Mike smiled: "The background is not important, the important thing is the person. Miss Luo Quan is so beautiful, no one will pay attention to the background when the photo is taken."

Wen Xia smiled awkwardly: "That's right."

"Then let's start quickly. It's so cold. Don't get into trouble later." Mike said, picked up the camera and ran over.

Mike looked at the sky, found a place with the best lighting, put down the scaffolding, turned on the camera, and adjusted the focus. A minute later, Mike made an OK gesture to Luo Quan.

At this time, Luo Quan had already put on the pair of cl red-soled high heels given to her by Mr. Raphael, took off her woolen coat, and walked out of the resident hall with her black skirt trailing behind her.

At this time, it was the beginning of the new snow, and the full moon was in the sky. The ground was covered with bright shadows, and the sky was filled with bright silver. Luo Quan walked toward the camera with a smile. Between the moonlight and the snow, she was the third kind of stunning beauty.

The Dior Newlook dress on Luo Quan is so luxurious, and it outlines her waistline in extremely detail.

Luo Quan's voluptuous figure seemed to be breathing fire, and his beautiful eyes were constantly fighting for his job with the God of Death, exercising the power to take away his soul with consequences.

Because of the cold climate, Luo Quan's face, which was as delicate as the sculpture of an ancient Greek goddess, was dyed with a thin layer of red clouds, like a touch of cinnabar spread on the delicate white marble. Just one look at it made people feel...

Inextricable.

As a well-known professional photographer, Mike has seen countless beauties from both the East and the West, but beauty like Luo Quan is truly unique!

Taking a deep breath of air, the cold air cut through his trachea like a knife. The fiery emotions finally cooled down. Mike raised his slightly trembling fingers and began to adjust the lens.

Under his instructions, Luo Quan began to pose in various pure or seductive poses. At this time, he felt that he was the happiest man in the world, because only he could command such a beautiful woman and make her unable to say anything to him.

reject.

After changing six or seven looks in one breath and taking more than 20 photos, Mike raised his head and said with satisfaction: "Perfect!"
Chapter completed!