Why is the system taking my request to photograph a cosplayer seriously?

Chapter 362 The End (Part 2)

Late June, graduation season.

Although Zhao Yanxi and Wen Jing were not in the same school, they still made a special trip over, claiming that they were best friends who would eat, live, and sleep together, and that they would take graduation photos together!

Since the two best friends met, they have become inextricably linked by many things.

From her student days to her imminent entry into society, Wenjing has always been accustomed to taking care of Zhao Yanxi.

Zhao Yanxi rarely mentions it, but she has long been used to having Xiao Jingjing by her side.

They cannot be separated, and they compromise with each other.

"Yanxi, turn to the side slightly. Sister, don't keep looking at her, look at the camera first."

Wen Shu returned to Changsha from her vacation in the capital and was temporarily recruited to act as a photographer.

Now she's practically a professional photographer, able to get into the zone the moment she picks up a camera.

At first, Wenjing was a little reserved in front of her younger sister's camera, but fortunately, Zhao Yanxi was lively enough to keep pulling her to pose.

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Wen Shu seized the opportunity and snapped photos rapidly.

"Xiao Shu has made great progress."

Zhao Yanxi flipped through Wen Shu's finished photos and exclaimed exaggeratedly, "They're better than your brother-in-law's!"

"Of course!"

Wen Shu smiled smugly: "When it comes to taking inappropriate photos, I really can't beat my brother-in-law. But when it comes to proper photos—my brother-in-law is no match for me."

"Xiao Shu!"

Wenjing's small, round face flushed red as she glared angrily at her younger sister.

What do you mean by "proper" or "improper"? Could it be that Wen Shu has seen the private photos taken by Ding Heng?

Wen Shu looked completely innocent: "Sister, I didn't say anything inappropriate."

"You still dare to say that—"

Wenjing, being tongue-tied, could only issue another warning with her eyes.

It was almost noon.

After taking a group photo with his classmates, Ding Heng finally turned back and asked, "How did Xiao Shu do with the photos of you two?"

Zhao Yanxi handed over the camera, deliberately stirring things up by saying, "Brother Ding Heng, Xiao Shu just said she's better than you."

"There has definitely been progress!"

Ding Heng did not refute, but smiled slightly: "It seems my careful teaching was worthwhile."

Wen Shu felt guilty upon hearing this and secretly glanced at her sister.

Ding Heng's teaching process during last year's National Day holiday remains fresh in her memory.

Unfortunately, there hasn't been a second time.

Ding Heng returned the camera to his sister-in-law and then brought up the upcoming arrangements: "We're going to Hong Kong this afternoon. Everyone's free since it's a rare occasion, and Lin Man plans to take another set of photos."

Zhao Yanxi and Wen Jing didn't react much. Lin Man had already informed them yesterday that the itinerary had been arranged and asked if they had any places they wanted to go. They even discussed plans for everyone to travel the world together.

Wen Shu put the camera back in her backpack, as if nothing had happened: "Then I'll go back to the capital. I still have some things to pack at school."

"Let's go to Hong Kong together."

Ding Heng chimed in, "Xiao Shu, since you're already on vacation, why are you going back?"

"Huh? Me—?"

Wen Shu and Ding Heng locked eyes.

She didn't answer, or rather, she didn't dare to answer, and turned to look at her older sister, Wenjing, who was standing to the side.

Wenjing's pupils twitched slightly, and she lowered her eyes to conceal her emotions.

A moment later, she asked, "Xiao Shu, do you have your passport and other documents with you?"

The question was about identification documents, but in reality, it was about returning the choice to Wen Shu.

"Um--

After much hesitation, Wen Shu finally decided to answer Wen Jing in person.

"exist!"

"good!"

With just one word, Wenjing already knew her sister's attitude.

That night.

The girls all gathered at the HK villa.

Lin Man had arranged a photography area well in advance, saying it was a graduation gift to commemorate her boss's university graduation.

Wen Shu, who arrived unexpectedly, was also busy, helping to set up the equipment and acting as Ding Heng's photography assistant for the day.

While they were adjusting the fill light, Lin Man had already changed her clothes and walked in.

Gold-rimmed glasses perched on her elegant nose, her silk shirt collar was open, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin, and her pencil skirt clung tightly to her waist and hips, outlining her round and full figure.

On her long, slender legs, the thin nylon fabric shimmered with a muted sheen, and she completed the look with a pair of red-soled stilettos.

As a secretary, the silly fox has worn countless 0L outfits, but she always manages to come up with something new for Ding Heng.

She approached Wen Shu and pretended to inspect the equipment.

"My assistant, you're working so hard! Are you managing?"

"It's alright, not too tough."

"No, no, no."

Lin Man leaned close to Wen Shu's ear and whispered sweetly, "Being the boss's assistant is tough; you have to be exceptionally capable!"

Wen Shu's ears started to burn: "Sister Lin Man, why are you telling me this?"

"To pass on experience."

Lin Man patted Wen Shu's shoulder with a smile: "What if we need it in the future? No! We definitely will."

After teasing Wen Shu, she casually walked up to Ding Heng and waited for the boss to make arrangements.

The door opened again, and Zhao Yanxi was wearing a dark JK uniform. At first glance, the style was simple and straightforward, but from the accessories and makeup to the choice of stockings, everything was tailored to Ding Heng's preferences.

She walked into the room and deliberately stood in front of Ding Heng's camera to adjust her skirt.

"Brother Ding Heng, I want to take the picture first."

"Okay, let's get a new hairstyle."

"What does Brother Ding Heng want to see?"

"I want to see twin tails today."

"Okay!"

Zhao Yanxi immediately took out a headband and asked Lin Man to help her with it.

Ding Heng picked up the camera, aimed it at the two of them, and snapped a picture to test his skills.

Compared to various complicated and sexy outfits, he does have a strange preference for JK uniforms, and Zhao Yanxi is the best at embracing this!

After adjusting her hair, Zhao Yanxi sat on a high stool by the window, her legs naturally crossed.

Ding Heng adjusted the camera slightly.

"Raise the skirt a little higher."

Zhao Yanxi did as she was told, lifting her skirt to reveal the straps of her pantyhose on her thighs. She looked adorable, but her eyes were alluring.

Ding Heng simply walked over and put Zhao Yanxi's legs on the chair armrests, completely rendering the pleated skirt useless.

"Lower your upper body and look at the camera."

Zhao Yanxi hugged her knees with both hands, pressing her chest against her thighs, causing her white shirt to tighten.

The shutter clicked continuously, and the entire process required no further communication.

Zhao Yanxi knew exactly what Ding Heng wanted.

Wen Shu stood to the side, overseeing the live feed, secretly pondering to herself.

My brother-in-law is really skilled, especially in showcasing a girl's youthful and beautiful body; I'm still far behind.

After Zhao Yanxi finished filming, Hua Qing came to the room.

Her usual practice clothes were very ordinary; the tight-fitting top accentuated her slender curves, and her thighs were completely encased in white pantyhose.

Hanfu is a hobby, while dance practice clothes are a part of life, and they hold even greater significance for Hua Qing.

Hua Qing asked softly, "Then—how do we film it?"

"Hmm...how about we do a little dance?"

Ding Heng made the suggestion, and Hua Qing instinctively complied, lifting one leg onto the window railing.

Point your toes, stretch your thighs, and naturally lower your waist.

White pantyhose covered her legs, with a soft sheen.

When the shutter clicked, Hua Qing realized she wasn't rehearsing in the dance studio, and she looked somewhat embarrassed.

In particular, Ding Heng pointed the camera at her upper thigh, and the shooting angle was clearly unrelated to the stage.

"Let's try a split."

"abnormal----"

Hua Qing grumbled and complained, but in the end she still did what the man asked her to do.

Lin Man sat to the side watching the commotion, not forgetting to remind her, "Senior, relax. The more nervous you are, the more the boss will bully you."

Hua Qing simply closed her eyes and ignored her.

When it was Lin Man's turn, she took the initiative to sit at the desk.

Her high heels pressed against the edge of the table, and the hem of her bodycon skirt and stockings rode up, revealing the lace camisole at the top of her legs.

He was deliberately holding a document in his hand, as if he were reporting to Ding Heng.

0L represents the professional identity of a secretary. When worn by Lin Man, it exudes a strong sense of charm and obedience.

She worked for Ding Heng and arranged everything for him.

Outside of working hours, she is still the boss!

Long He arrived a little late, wearing his debut performance outfit.

Baima followed behind Longhe, wearing a modern dress that blended Tibetan style, the one that covered her the most.

Wenjing arrived last; the dress was bought by Wenshu while she accompanied Dingheng shopping, and Wenshu personally gave it to her.

As the filming gradually shifted from solo shots to group shots, Ding Heng began to create compositions based on the girls' clothing and figures.

He tried his best to include everyone in his shots, ensuring they each occupied their own spot.

"Xiao Shu, go help."

Ding Heng instructed, "Help Yan hope straighten her skirt, then let her move forward."

Wen Shu entered the scene, first lifting Zhao Yanxi's pleated skirt up to her waist, then squatting down on the bed and gently supporting Hua Qing's waist.

After completing the task, she was about to leave the screen when Lin Man grabbed her and pulled her close.

"Why is Xiaoshu running away?"

"I...I didn't change my clothes."

"No need, it's fine this way!"

Lin Man pulled Wen Shu to her side, letting the girl lie diagonally against her thigh.

Wen Shu first glanced guiltily at her older sister, then looked to Ding Heng for help.

Ding Heng smiled calmly and raised his camera.

Click! The shutter clicked again!

Wen Shu finally got into the group photo.

Wenjing showed no surprise, only instinctively reaching out to help Wenshu when she nearly lost her balance due to nervousness.

After filming wrapped, everyone left the room one after another.

As Lin Man passed by Wen Shu, she meaningfully reminded her, "Your assistant is doing a good job. How about we collaborate sometime?"

Wen Shu did not respond. Only after the others had gone far away did she reorganize the equipment.

Wenjing came over to help, when she suddenly heard Wenshu call out softly.

"sister."

Wenjing looked up, and Wenshu took down two dust bags, which contained two sets of sister-style maid outfits that had been prepared in advance.

The older sister is on the fuller side, while the younger sister's style is more slender.

Wen Shu's heart began to race, and she turned to Ding Heng, who was checking the camera.

"Brother-in-law, could you take a separate set of photos for my sister and me?"

The room quieted down.

Ding Heng put down the camera and looked at Wen Jing questioningly.

Wenjing pursed her lips and finally chose to take the clothes from Wenshu's hands.

"Just taking pictures?"

"Just taking pictures————"

A dozen minutes later.

The two sisters changed their clothes and returned to their room.

The same style of maid outfit, but completely different vibes.

Wenjing's chest was too full, and the tight corset only covered most of it, with large swathes of snow-white skin squeezed out along the low neckline. Black stockings constricted her soft thighs, and with the slightest movement, the extremely short skirt would lift up.

Wen Shu was slender with an even more graceful waist, and her white stockings contrasted sharply with her sister's.

The sisters looked at each other, one in black and one in white.

Ding Heng picked up the camera and issued instructions.

"Everyone, kneel down on the bed first."

Wenjing went first, followed closely by Wenshu.

The two knelt side by side, their maid outfits barely covering their buttocks with short skirts.

Ding Heng observed through the viewfinder and continued to give instructions.

"Spread your legs apart and lean your body back for support."

Wen Shu obediently did as she was told, while Wen Jing was far more shy than her sister in this situation.

Especially when she realized that Ding Heng's camera was moving back and forth between the sisters' legs, her face became even redder.

Despite her shyness, the little white rabbit remained obedient and perfectly followed every command Ding Heng made!

The shutter kept clicking. After taking the first few photos, Ding Heng simply walked to the bedside and personally adjusted the two of them's positions.

He had Wenjing sit on the edge of the bed, and then tucked Wenshu into Wenjing's arms.

"Xiao Shu, sit on your sister's lap."

Wen Shu sat down sideways, and Wen Jing subconsciously reached out and hugged her younger sister's waist.

"skirt."

Ding Heng only gave two words of advice.

Wen Shu immediately understood and took the initiative to slowly lift the hem of her skirt.

Wenjing hesitated for a moment, then lifted her skirt, revealing a bit of her black stockings and camisole.

The two sisters crossed their legs, their black and white stockings rubbing against each other; one was slender, the other voluptuous.

"Xiao Shu, put your hands on your sister's lap."

Wen Shu placed her palm on Wen Jing's thigh.

"Go further up."

"Um----"

Wen Shu's hand moved slowly, finally stopping at the base of her sister's thigh, gently hooking the edge of the lace camisole.

Wenjing's breathing gradually became heavier, and her hands, which were wrapped around her sister's waist, unconsciously tightened.

After Ding Heng returned to the camera, the shutter sounded again.

The next set of poses is even more embarrassing.

Ding Heng made the two sisters kneel down by the bed and lie face forward.

The sisters' long legs, encased in black and white stockings, were displayed side by side in front of the camera, their waists and hips raised high.

"Lower it a little more."

Wenjing pressed her hands against the bed sheet and slowly lowered her upper body.

Compared to the young and unmarried Wen Shu, Ding Heng had already become accustomed to and more skilled at similar movements.

Wen Shuyi copied her sister's movements.

She wasn't as voluptuous as her sister, but she had a slender waist and long legs, and a unique sense of youthful innocence.

Ding Heng took more than a dozen photos in a row, and then had them switch positions.

Wenjing lay down on the bed.

Wen Shu nestled into her sister's arms, her legs crossed over each other.

Wenjing habitually hugs her younger sister, not to deliberately maintain an ambiguous posture, but because it stems from the older sister's instinctive protectiveness.

Is this really the right thing to do?

She tried to think, but was powerless to think.

Wen Shu's mindset was completely different.

She rested her face against her sister's chest, not looking at the camera, but quietly observing Ding Heng.

Guilt, tension, and an overwhelming sense of excitement.

"Alright, get up."

After the shoot, Ding Heng began to admire his masterpiece.

The sisters have similar eyebrows and eyes, but completely different bodies and personalities.

Under his lens, the endings are inevitably the same—

late at night.

The girls gradually took a break.

Ding Heng sat alone in his study, importing all the photos from today into his computer.

There are six folders arranged on the hard drive.

[Wen Jing][Zhao Yanxi][Lin Man][Hua Qing][Bai Ma][Long He]

The photos taken tonight will be archived in batches according to the people in the photos.

The last remaining photos are a few of Wen Shu being pulled into the frame by Lin Man when she was acting as an assistant, and photos of the two sisters as maids.

Ding Heng created a new folder, and a rename input box popped up.

The cursor kept flashing, but he didn't type in a name until his phone on the table suddenly vibrated.

[Lucky Little Shu]: Brother-in-law, my sister said she wants to take a few more photos tomorrow.

[Ding Heng]: Is it what she said, or what you wanted to film?

【Lucky Little Shu】: [Cute little bunny.jpg]

【Lucky Little Shu】: [Goodnight, little bunny.jpg]

At the same time, a long-absent system notification popped up in my brain, and familiar text quietly appeared.

[New mission objective detected —]

Ding Heng smiled and typed the two characters "Wen Shu" before pressing Enter to confirm!

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