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

He tries to get everyone in his shot, making sure they each occupy their place.

"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?

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

"No need, it's fine as it is!"

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 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?"

"It was 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.

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 she 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 few photos are of Wen Shu being pulled into the frame by Lin Man when she was acting as an assistant, as well as 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!

Author's Closing Remarks!

I've finally finished writing this. Thank you all so much for reading this far.

This book is my best performing book so far. Everyone's subscriptions, reading, comments, and so on have given me a lot of motivation.