"Boyfriend's perspective?"
The new term Lin Yu brought up left Shen Buyao utterly bewildered.
Earlier, Lin Yu hadn’t been in the room.
Shen Buyao still had the chance to look it up online.
But now, with Lin Yu bringing it up face-to-face,
she had no opportunity to clarify—only her imagination to rely on.
"I’ve never heard of it. Judging by the name, it must be…"
"Photos taken by a boyfriend for his girlfriend, right?"
"I’ve seen plenty of forum posts complaining about how terrible ‘boyfriends’ are at taking pictures."
"Don’t tell me you’re planning to take ugly shots of me on purpose!"
Her simple analysis
completely exposed Shen Buyao’s level of understanding when it came to romantic matters.
Even the queen of dirty jokes falls short here!
Did no one ever explain this to Yao Yao?
Normally skipping the refined dishes and going straight for the meat, huh?
But then again,
this left Lin Yu plenty of room to maneuver.
"Yao Yao, ‘boyfriend’s perspective’ isn’t quite what you think."
"Don’t worry if you don’t get it—you’ll understand soon enough."
"We’ll know once we try taking a few shots!"
Shen Buyao, completely unsuspecting,
handed the camera back to Lin Yu and lay down on the bed.
Then,
she tilted her head to look at him:
"Lin Yu, what now?"
"Where should I look? Where will your camera be… you—"
Before she could finish,
she saw Lin Yu kick off his shoes and climb onto the bed.
The rest of her question died unspoken.
As Lin Yu straddled her and raised the lens directly above,
the position of the camera became all too obvious!
Shen Buyao: "!!!"
So this is what they call a boyfriend’s perspective?!
Taken from this angle…
wouldn’t it look just like ’s point of view?
Thinking back to how cluelessly she’d answered earlier, Shen Buyao’s face flushed red again.
Lin Yu gazed down at her with an intense stare.
Perfect—that blush was exactly what he wanted!
"Yao Yao, what’s your usual sleeping position?"
Shen Buyao looked up at him awkwardly and said,
"I usually sleep with my arms up… it’s comfortable that way."
Lin Yu nodded in satisfaction.
"Exactly—I love that pose too!"
"But you’re holding back about 30% compared to how you normally stretch out."
"Give it a try. If you can’t get it right immediately, I’ll adjust it for you slowly."
Shen Buyao didn’t hesitate or act coy.
She raised her arms to either side, first lifting them to her usual sleeping position,
then, sensing Lin Yu’s intent, gradually pulled them back slightly.
"Like this… is it okay?"
Lin Yu: "!!!"
More than okay.
It was way too damn perfect!
The sheer, silky fabric, viewed from this angle, created a tantalizing play of visibility and concealment—far more visually striking than before.
The way Shen Buyao held her arms at just the right height sent Lin Yu’s mind racing back to his favorite position these past few days…
It wasn’t just about her cooperation.
Shen Buyao seemed to have a natural talent for this!
A type of artistic photography she’d never even heard of, yet with just a few pointers, she nailed it.
[Ding!]
[Masterful move—your intensely predatory gaze has left your partner flustered!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
And then there were these teasing system notifications!
Lin Yu hadn’t even done anything—just stood there looking.
Had Yao Yao’s mind already started wandering?
To be fair,
it wasn’t entirely Shen Buyao’s fault for overthinking.
From her perspective,
the camera might as well not exist.
All she saw was Lin Yu straddling her lying form,
staring down at her without restraint.
With zero experience in such matters,
his gaze took on a whole new meaning for her.
What had been gentle before
now felt piercing, almost invasive.
Even though her clothes were still on,
in Shen Buyao’s mind,
it was as if she’d been stripped bare!
No wonder it’s called… a boyfriend’s perspective!
Meanwhile, Lin Yu,
seeing his antique-like sister in near-perfect position,
still decided to make a slight adjustment.
Except this time,
it wasn’t about her pose…
"Yao Yao, to make this set of photos really stunning…"
"we might need to make a tiny adjustment to your outfit."
"Do you mind if I move things around a bit?"
He wouldn’t lay a hand on her without Shen Buyao’s permission.
Since she cared so much about his feelings, Lin Yu wouldn’t betray that trust.
Shen Buyao’s eyelid twitched: "!!!"
Adjust her outfit?
Was it… starting already?
They’d only just talked about the boyfriend’s perspective!
He’d barely looked at her from that angle,
and now he was taking action?
Her fists clenched unconsciously, then slowly relaxed:
"I guess there’s no choice…"
"Since I’ve already posed the way you wanted, I can’t really adjust it myself now."
"You’ll have to help…"
"Lin Yu, just… try to be quick."
Lin Yu couldn’t help but wonder—
what exactly did she mean by "quick"?
If he abandoned the photoshoot right now and went straight for riding the dragon or taming the tiger,
she’d probably cooperate just as obediently, wouldn’t she?
But alas,
with the camera in hand…
How could one not document the beautiful moments of life!
Lin Yu set the camera aside for now.
Leaning down slightly, he grasped the delicate gauze collar of Shen Buyao’s dress.
There were no clasps or fastenings to begin with, so there was little resistance.
With just a gentle tug, the snowy-white skin beneath would inevitably slip into view.
But if the process were that simple, wouldn’t it be rather dull?
Muttering to himself, Lin Yu said:
"Wait, let me think…"
"If I were really your boyfriend, I’d probably…"
"Like this!"
In one swift motion, his hands pulled in opposite directions.
Like tearing open a bag of instant noodles, he revealed the pristine canvas beneath.
The movement was quick and forceful.
Yet the exposure wasn’t excessive.
Still, the psychological impact made Shen Buyao instantly clamp her lips shut, holding her breath, not daring to make a sound.
Thankfully, she reacted fast enough.
Had she been slower, she might’ve let out something utterly indecent.
Lin Yu… since when was he this bold?
He didn’t even give Shen Buyao a chance to think!
Even though she’d mentally prepared herself for today,
now that things had reached this point,
her mind began racing wildly…
Should she say something?
At this moment, any words would only serve as refusal or resistance, right?
So… should she stop him?
Lin Yu…
Did he take any necessary precautions?
Would asking about that make her seem even more ridiculous?
Then…
If a child came of this, who would raise it?
She was still a child herself!
Her thoughts spiraled in frantic circles.
Lin Yu spoke again:
"The position of this red dress underneath isn’t right either. Can I adjust it?"
Shen Buyao: "…"
So…
Should she close her eyes now, or pucker her lips?
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