Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

Wen Shu took a deep breath, and finally stood up with a smile on her face.

"Okay, thank you, brother-in-law!"

Late at night, Baima lay sprawled on the bed, staring at the ceiling with a look of utter despair.

Wen Shu sat in front of the computer, using photo editing software to Photoshop the cosplay photos she had just taken of Bai Ma.

In the photo, Bai Ma's cat-ear headband is slightly askew, her white lace apron barely covers her upper thighs, and her legs are wrapped in white stockings. She gives the camera an expression that is half shy and half provocative.

"I'm talking about Xiaoshu..."

Baima sat up with a jolt, saying irritably, "Why did you learn photography and do cosplay? You're not a man, what's the point of taking cosplay photos? You can't do anything else!"

Wen Shu didn't even turn her head: "Can't I have some hobbies of my own? Why do you have to think so dirty?"

Bai Ma pouted and curled up, hugging her knees in grievance.

She had thought she could sneak a taste of it first... She carefully washed herself, dressed in a cat maid outfit, and even lit the fragrance by the bedside beforehand.

As a result, Ding Heng pushed the door open and came in, followed by Wen Shu. Bai Ma was so frightened that she trembled!

Fortunately, it was just as a model...

Go ahead and take the photos; they're kind of embarrassing anyway.

Right now, the four sisters in the master bedroom next door are having a great time, while I can only sit here and stare at Wen Shu.

"Alright, go to sleep early."

Wen Shu typed the last line, dragged the compressed image package into the chat window, and clicked send.

……

In the master bedroom, Ding Heng had just escaped from a fierce battle and was leaning back on the sofa, entering a period of post-coital reflection.

My phone suddenly vibrated.

【Lucky Little Lady】: [Compressed File]

[Lucky Little Shu]: Brother-in-law, please take a look at my repairs and give me some feedback.

Click to open.

The first few pictures were taken just now, from Baima's cat maid series.

As a novice, Wen Shu had good comprehension skills, and Bai Ma was already good at it. The pictures also made Ding Heng eager to try.

Why don't we invite the girl over? Even if she just plays support...

Ding Heng was pondering as he flipped through the pages when suddenly his fingers stopped.

He had seen that photo before... It was a cosplay photo of Wen Jing that Wen Shu had sent him a couple of days ago, but this time it wasn't a solo photo!

Wen Shu was also standing next to her, playing the role of the "younger sister" in the same series.

Little Midori, Matou Sakura, Hirasawa Yu...

Two real-life sisters cosplay as anime/manga sisters.

Flipping through the pages, there are several more, each with an increasingly suggestive pose.

Ding Heng felt his throat becoming increasingly dry.

The next second, a system notification popped up: [The other party has retracted a message.]

[Lucky Little Shu]: Brother-in-law, I sent it to the wrong person. Did you not open it?

【Lucky Little Shu】: [Little bunny covering face.jpg]

Ding Heng was hesitating about how to reply when he heard footsteps behind him.

Wenjing, wearing her boyfriend's T-shirt, leaned down and wrapped her arms around Ding Heng's neck.

She glanced at Ding Heng's phone screen, said nothing, and didn't ask any further questions, only asking softly.

"They've all rested enough. Do you want to go in for the second round? Sister Man has prepared some other clothes for us. Would you like to take a look?"

Ding Heng put down his phone, grabbed Wen Jing's wrist, and threw her onto the sofa.

Before Wenjing could react, Ding Heng had firmly pinned her down, his clothes rolled up to reveal a large expanse of her cleavage.

She instinctively raised her hand to support Ding Heng's chest, her voice filled with panic.

"W-What's wrong?"

"Shut up!"

Ding Heng suddenly exerted force on his hand!

Wenjing was so frightened that she dared not move for a moment.

She didn't know about the photos from earlier; she only felt that Ding Heng was much stronger than before, and his breathing had become heavy.

It felt like a fire had been ignited in my heart, burning intensely!

Chapter 332: Did Wenjing tacitly approve?

After a long-awaited night of absurdity, Ding Heng got up early.

The first thing that catches the eye is Hua Qing's long, loose hair.

The fairy was sleeping soundly, her arm still draped over Ding Heng's waist, as if she couldn't bear to let go even in her dreams.

On the other side, Zhao Yanxi had rolled to the edge of the bed, curled up like a shrimp, her bare back and long legs on full display.

Wenjing nestled beside her, her round face buried in the blankets, only half an ear showing.

Ding Heng gently withdrew his arm. Hua Qing mumbled something in her sleep, turned over, and fell into a deep sleep again.

Without disturbing the girls, he got out of bed, naked, went into the bathroom, washed up, changed his clothes, and left the bedroom, noticing that the study door was half open.

Lin Man was sitting at her desk, her long hair simply tied into a ponytail, wearing a plain home outfit that slightly concealed her alluring charm.

Ding Heng walked over and bent down to hug Lin Man from behind.

"Up so early?"

Lin Man turned her head slightly, her cheek brushing against the man's stubble.

"Hmm... I need to reply to a message from a foreign client. It just so happens to be during their working hours."

Ding Heng pressed his palm against Lin Man's flat stomach.

Is it really necessary to go through all this trouble?

"no way……"

Lin Man feigned a sob: "If I didn't work harder, there wouldn't be a place for me next to you, boss, just like last night..."

Ding Heng grinned and simply scooped Lin Man up and placed her on his lap.

Lin Man exclaimed "Ouch!" and subconsciously grabbed the edge of the table, turning back to glare at the man reproachfully.

"Boss, I haven't finished replying to my messages yet."

"I'm not bothering you."

Ding Heng wrapped his arms around Lin Man's slender and supple waist, but there were no excessive movements.

Lin Man adjusted her posture and continued typing.

Ding Heng's gaze fell on the densely packed English emails.

He could understand it, but he didn't want to look at it closely.

Feel the warm, soft body in my arms, and savor its delicate, alluring fragrance.

Last night was a chaotic night. There were too many monks and not enough porridge. No matter how hard we tried, there were always times when we couldn't take care of everyone. We did put the least effort into Lin Man, so it's no wonder she was upset and secretly jealous.

Ding Heng gently stroked Lin Man's waist with his fingers.

"Lin Man".

"Ok?"

"I was definitely in the wrong last night."

Lin Man paused briefly while typing.

After a two-second silence, she typed two more times on the keyboard until she clicked send, then turned to face Ding Heng, her foxy eyes flashing a half-smile.

"Does the boss want to compensate me?"

Ding Heng raised his hand and slapped Lin Man's thigh.

"Snapped."

A crisp sound.

"Stop fooling around, it's early in the morning. They'll all be awake soon too."

Lin Man winced in pain, letting out a short hiss. She pouted in grievance, but didn't linger. She turned back to typing on the keyboard again.

Seeing her obedient yet aggrieved appearance, Ding Heng finally softened.

"Why don't you hire yourself an assistant?"

"You've got a plan."

Lin Man didn't even turn her head: "I'm in Hong Kong, so I don't always have it with me."

Why didn't you let her come along?

"Well……"

Lin Man slowly turned around, her smile carrying a profound meaning.

"She's quite a pretty girl. I hope you don't ruin her again, boss. Otherwise, I'll not only be the one who suffers, but you'll also have no place for me next to you."

Ding Heng chuckled, and slapped the same spot again, this time with even more force.

"Snapped!"

"Ouch……!"

Lin Manzhi winced in pain, her eyes red and filled with tears.