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Chapter 203 A Grand Group Photo of the Male Gods of the Beast World

"Baby, look this way—"

Click.

Fuying's fingertips hooked the camera strap, and a soft, charming voice rang out, accompanied by the continuous clicking of camera shutters.

In the film, the domineering CEO, the overlord of the demon realm, the campus's white moonlight, the celestial god, the handsome man of the demon realm, the war god of the human world, and even the Miao youth from the exotic land, are all top-notch male gods with no bad angles.

Sharp eyes, a wild and untamed smile, a sculpted profile, the shadow cast by his brow bone—every part of him is beautiful.

Fuying continued shooting until the sky began to lighten, reluctantly ending the session.

She sat cross-legged on the cushion, immersing herself in the photos scattered on the floor. Her fingertips gently brushed over each masterpiece, and she couldn't help but sigh. Indeed, the model was very important in the shoot; each one was a gem among gems, hard to part with.

After processing the photos, Fuying tilted her head slightly, her gaze sweeping over the men in the pictures.

Beneath the pear blossom tree, Teng leaned lazily against the trunk, his arms casually crossed in front of his chest. His well-tailored black suit exuded a wildness, and the faint red fox stripes on his neck hinted at a touch of danger.

Bai Cang and Dan Yue sat around a stone table, one holding a black piece and the other a white piece as white as jade, their moves were fierce and evenly matched on the chessboard mountain.

The chessboard was originally just a decorative piece for the photoshoot, but unexpectedly, Bai Cang and Dan Yue were quite interested in it.

She only taught them once, and the two of them fell in love with it.

The most stunning sight, however, is the clear water on the other side of the pear tree.

He sat under the tree, one leg bent and the other casually stretched out, his wrist resting on his knee. Perhaps he was tired, he closed his eyes to rest, his long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on his eyes.

Pear blossoms fluttered down, their snow-white petals covering his shoulders—he looked exactly like the ultimate campus heartthrob straight out of a comic book.

Luo Heng stood alone outside the crowd. The morning breeze lifted his purple curly hair. Gazing into the distance, his profile was hazy in the morning sun. A faint fragrance wafted in the air, and he looked almost ethereal.

Wu and Yuli stood a little further away.

The duck stood upright like a pine tree, its slender fingers steadily supporting the end of the red-tasseled spear. Occasionally, it would whisper a few words, concise and to the point.

Yu Li, on the other hand, showed great interest in the spear. She lightly flicked the tip of the spear with her fingers, her ears twitching as if she were listening. In a moment, her fingertips drew out sharp claws, and sparks even flew out as they scraped against the spear.

He was startled, and as he leaned back, the silver bells in his hair jingled crisply.

Fuying stared at everyone, then suddenly turned her face away, raised her slender fingers, and captured everyone in the viewfinder with her camera.

Click.

Although the absence of Ni and Bu Yehou left a gap in the scene, Yu Li's fresh intrusion added a touch of new life to the picture. This scene is quite precious, so let's call it "A Group Photo of Handsome Men from the Beast World".

Fu Ying raised an eyebrow, flicked the photograph with her finger, and listened to the crisp sound of the photographic paper. Suddenly, she understood that this was the feeling King Zhou had when he saw all the beauties of the world on the Deer Terrace.

enjoy.

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Evening sunset.

Fuying removed the filming area from last night, leaving only a pear tree and a chessboard. In other places, there were several long walnut tables and a black stone slab standing there, gleaming with a dark luster in the setting sun.

This is the scene that greets the sleepy males as they gradually emerge.

Fu Ying turned and glanced at the group of people. They were still wearing the clothes they had worn during the filming the night before, though they were now wrinkled. Standing not far from the long table and blackboard, they looked like a group of animals who had wandered into a human classroom. And indeed, they were.

From now on, animal skins will be a thing of the past for them. A wealthy woman should dress up her man.

She tapped the blackboard with her pointer: "Now that you're all awake, sit up straight."

Bai Cang chuckled softly, his crimson robe sweeping across the edge of the table like flowing clouds.

As soon as he sat down, the little dumpling sitting on his father's lap twisted into a pretzel, its slender arms tightly wrapped around its father's neck, while its bright black eyes darted around, looking at this father and that father, as if it could never get enough of looking at them.

"Father Dan Yue! Over here!" Tuanzi saw Dan Yue holding the swaddling clothes and suddenly jumped up excitedly, waving her chubby little hands frantically in that direction.

The little girl's voice was full of joy as she looked at her younger brother with eager eyes.

A gentle smile curved Dan Yue's lips as she stepped forward, holding the swaddled baby, and sat down beside Bai Cang.

Teng took a long stride and walked to the table. As he bent down, he gently tapped Tuanzi's head with his slender fingers: "You heartless little female, have you forgotten who held you and made you happy back then? Now you're thinking about your father, Dan Yue?"

Tuanzi covered her forehead and giggled, blinking her eyes and grinning, "Tuanzi just likes little brother and wants to play with him. Father, when do you think little brother will be able to chase after Tuanzi?"

Bai Cang reached out and touched the delicate little tuft of hair on Tuanzi's head, and said gently, "In a few more days."

Tuanzi stood on Bai Cang's lap, its chubby little hands gently poking the cub's cheek, then suddenly tilted its head to look at Dan Yue.

She shook her head, her voice full of clear childishness: "Father Dan Yue, my little brother's eyes are colorful, unlike yours. He doesn't look like you or Mother. Why is that? Tuanzi looks just like Father!"

Teng twitched his lips, glanced at the swaddled baby in Dan Yue's arms, a hint of amusement flashing in his dark green pupils. He sat down at the long table, lazily propping his cheek up, and said languidly, "Silly boy, your younger brother doesn't have a father."

"Huh?" Tuanzi's eyes widened, and she turned to look at Bai Cang with some anxiety.

"Father, didn't you tell Tuanzi that everyone has a father? Why doesn't my younger brother have one? Isn't Father Danyue my younger brother's father? Then who will teach my younger brother to hunt and raise him?"

The little girl didn't have many complicated thoughts in her mind; she only knew that her younger brother and each of her fathers didn't look alike.

As dusk settled, all was quiet.

Dan Yue frowned slightly, her gaze turning serious as she looked at Teng: "This is also A Ying's cub."

Teng's eyes narrowed slightly, a mocking sneer curling at the corner of his lips: "Did I say anything?"

After saying that, he lowered his voice and said to Dan Yue with a hint of malice, "You probably haven't seen what kind of person the Lord Nevernight is, have you? But I'm quite looking forward to seeing how the Lord Nevernight will react when this brat calls you 'Father' in the future."

Anyway, if it's his cub calling someone else "father," he'll definitely kill that person!
After a moment of silence, Dan Yue's light blue eyes were exceptionally clear: "Then I will be his father."

Teng's lips curled into a sinister smile: "The Marquis of Nightless left behind some despicable tricks during A-Ying's heat, almost killing her. Afterwards, he disappeared without a trace. When she was pregnant, she went through so much. If it weren't for A-Ying, this little one would definitely not have survived. But it was also to protect her that A-Ying suffered so much."

Upon hearing this, Dan Yue pursed her lips and remained silent.

He had indeed witnessed firsthand how much his female endured to give birth to the cub.

"The bloodline of the Lord of Nevernight, who knows if he will end up like his father, causing..." Before he could finish speaking, the cub's seven-colored eyes fell on Teng's face, clear and innocent.

Teng suddenly fell silent, because he saw a resemblance to Aying on the cub's face.

(End of this chapter)