The Quagmire of Desire: From Gambling Addict and Village Flower to Movie Queen

Liu Yue, wearing a transparent pink tulle dress, stood in front of the full-length mirror in the suite, her hands covering her chest, her face flushed red, unable to take a step for a long time.

"Come out, let me see the results," the male photographer called from outside.

Liu Yue bit her lip, slowly opened the door, and walked out huddled up.

The tulle skirt is a halter style with a very low neckline, revealing the collarbone and a small section of the chest. The hemline is just above the knee, leaving the legs bare.

The male photographer's eyes lit up: "Beautiful! This dress suits you perfectly, youthful and sexy."

Liu Yue blushed even more: "Really?"

"Of course it's true." The photographer raised his camera. "Come on, stand by the window, I'll take a few pictures to test it out."

Liu Yue walked to the window, where sunlight shone on her, making her gauze dress appear increasingly translucent.

She stood stiffly, unsure of what to do with her hands.

"Don't be nervous, just be natural," the photographer said with a smile. "Think about it, your boyfriend will absolutely love these photos when he sees them later."

Liu Yue's heart pounded as she thought of Xiao Hui.

She began to try to relax, following the photographer's instructions to stand sideways with her hands on her waist.

"Yes, that's it. Okay, smile, be natural."

Click, click.

Liu Yue gradually loosened up her movements, but when asked to do things like sticking out her buttocks or winking, she still blushed terribly.

"I..." Liu Yue said softly, "This is too..."

"That's what youth is all about," the photographer interrupted her. "Look at your figure now, you'll regret it if you don't capture it now."

Liu Yue thought about it and agreed. She took a deep breath and began to cooperate.

She stuck out her buttocks, winked, and twisted her chest. Although her movements were clumsy, the young body made them look like they had a kind of innocent beauty.

"Great, very good!" the photographer kept praising. "You're so talented, you were born to be in front of the camera."

Liu Yue got a little carried away by the praise and became even more unrestrained in her movements.

"Here, change into the next set." The photographer took out a set of white lace lingerie from the bag; the fabric was pitifully small.

Liu Yue blushed again as she looked at the set of lingerie.

"This...this is too..."

"It's okay, just one set," the photographer said. "You'll definitely look good in this."

Liu Yue hesitated for a few seconds, took the underwear, turned around and went behind the screen to change.

After coming out, she didn't even dare to lift her head. Her white lace bra was tightly wrapped around her body, and her waist and legs were exposed.

"Okay, stand on the sofa," the photographer instructed.

Liu Yue stood up, and the photographer asked her to pose. She gradually got used to it, and her movements became more and more natural.

Then she changed into a black leather jacket, which was even more revealing, with a large opening in the front.

"This outfit looks good too. You look much more mature in this," the photographer said while taking pictures.

Liu Yue looked at the photos in the camera and thought they were beautiful.

The photos made her look both innocent and alluring, and even she herself was a little tempted by them.

"Can I look at the others?" Liu Yue asked.

"Of course." The photographer handed her the camera.

Liu Yue flipped through the photos in the album, becoming happier and happier with each look, her mouth agape.

She poses in various ways in the photos, some shy, some sexy, some alluring, and every single one is beautiful.

"You're amazing," Liu Yue said.

The photographer smiled, walked closer to her, and casually placed his hand on her waist: "I just captured your best side."

Liu Yue stiffened, feeling somewhat offended.

The photographer seemed to notice her reaction and quickly said, "Don't misunderstand, I like men."

Liu Yue was taken aback for a moment, then laughed: "Really?"

"Really, I already have a boyfriend," the photographer said with a smile.

Liu Yue completely relaxed and actively cooperated with the photographer to continue taking pictures.

"Here, put these on." The photographer took out a few patches from his bag, the kind for bikinis, with only three small round pieces.

Liu Yue took it, hesitated for a few seconds, and then changed it.

Standing in front of the camera, Liu Yue initially covered her chest, but under the photographer's guidance, she became more relaxed and struck more alluring poses.

"Okay, very good." The photographer said while shooting, "Now, can we try...?" He paused, "Completely naked, just cover the key areas with your hands, that will be more artistic."

Liu Yue was stunned.

"No, I can't." She shook her head.

"Just one set, that's how art is," the photographer persuaded. "Look at your skin, you have such a great figure, it would be a shame not to take these photos."

Liu Yue bit her lip, her hand gripping the patch tightly.

"Don't worry, I'll only show you these photos, I absolutely won't share them with anyone else," the photographer assured him.

Liu Yue hesitated for a long time, but finally nodded after the photographer's repeated persuasion.

She removed the patch, covered her chest with her hand, and stood by the window. Sunlight shone on her young body, making her skin glow white.

"Yes, that's it. Lower your hand a little, yes, show half of it, good, very good."

Click, click.

Liu Yue was extremely nervous, but also felt a strange excitement, as if she were doing something taboo.

After finishing one set of photos, she quickly put on her clothes, her face so hot it could fry an egg.

On the other side, Sun Xiaoyan and Liu Meiling also finished taking their private photos.

Liu Meiling came out first, leaning against the corridor wall with a cigarette in her mouth, looking satisfied, her hair a little messy.

Sun Xiaoyan came out later, standing next to Liu Meiling, and also looked tired.

"How is it?" Meiling asked Xiaoyan.

"It's alright," Xiaoyan smiled. "How about you?"

Meiling exhaled a puff of smoke: "Refreshing."

"Tsk tsk, you're getting carried away by all the praise, aren't you?" Meiling laughed at her.

"How dare you say that to me?" Xiaoyan retorted, "Your screams just now reached me."

Meiling: "Go to hell."

The two of them burst into laughter in the hallway.

Just then, Xiao Hui returned and asked the staff which room Liu Yue was in. The staff pointed to the room at the end of the corridor.

Xiao Hui went over and knocked on the door: "Liu Yue, are you done? I'm back."

A slightly flustered voice came from inside: "Almost there, almost there!"

Xiao Hui frowned: "What are you doing in there?"

"No...it's nothing, the photographer is still shooting."

Xiao Hui was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Inside the room, Liu Yue was lying on the sofa, and the male photographer was massaging her back.

His hand slid over her back and down to her thigh, his technique was very professional.

Liu Yue bit her lip, trying not to let out a moan.

Hearing Xiaohui calling from outside, she became even more nervous.

"Are you comfortable?" the photographer asked in a low voice.

"Hmm..." Liu Yue made a nasal sound.

"Your boyfriend is so lucky," the photographer said with a smile.

Liu Yue looked up, exchanged a glance with the photographer, and they both smiled.

"I'll be done soon, you can go back now," Liu Yue called out to the door.

Xiao Hui stood outside the door, wanting to say something, but after thinking for a moment, he turned and left.

As Liu Yue heard his footsteps fade into the distance, she relaxed completely, lay down on the sofa, and let the photographer continue taking pictures.

"Your body is really good," the photographer said. "You're youthful, toned, and elastic."

"Stop talking." Liu Yue buried her head in her arms.

The photographer's hands slowly massaged her back, and Liu Yue felt a tingling sensation all over her body, an indescribable comfort, and she closed her eyes to enjoy it.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the sea breeze blew into the room. Liu Yue felt as if she were floating in the clouds.