What Material of Stockings Is Suitable for Photography

As the night grew deeper, the lights and shadows on the screen flickered rapidly inside the premium audio-visual gaming room on the second floor of the East Lake Private Club.

Chen Yusheng sat cross-legged on the spacious leather gaming sofa. Her well-proportioned legs, tightly wrapped in her signature black silk stockings, were particularly eye-catching.

Holding the latest game controller in her hands, she was fully engrossed in maneuvering her character to slaughter enemies in the game.

Su Bai leaned beside her, one hand resting naturally on her slender waist while the other absentmindedly scrolled through his phone.

Buzz—

A few new WeChat messages popped up. The sender was Xue Tao.

Xue Zhitao: Brother Bai, I'm going numb! Taking these boudoir photos is literally like being in prison!

Xue Zhitao: Today Huang Ran took her two besties to that European palace-style villa set that costs over three grand to take photos. Good grief, I didn't even get to see a single front-facing shot the whole time. Whenever they got to the key sets, they kicked me out, saying the girls couldn't let loose with a guy around.

Xue Zhitao: As a result, I became nothing but a pure lackey, helping them carry bags, hold clothes, buy milk tea, order takeout, and even holding the reflector for the photographer! I was so bored I was counting ants outside. How the hell is this dating? This is clearly paying to do the job of a security guard and an assistant!

Reading the string of bitter complaints from Xue Tao, a helpless smile crept onto Su Bai's lips.

He had guessed this would be the outcome all along.

Last time on the sports field, he had tried to knock some sense into Xue Tao, but this buddy's underlying simp code was written way too deep; he simply wouldn't listen to reason.

Su Bai silently shook his head in his mind.

When it comes to dating, it's like drinking water—only the person drinking knows if it's cold or warm.

But in Su Bai's view, if two people truly liked each other, they would naturally take care of each other and care about each other's feelings when they went out.

Just like the girls around him; no matter where they went, they would always put Su Bai's experience first.

And what about that Huang Ran? She brought two besties to shoot boudoir photos, and not only did she self-righteously make Xue Tao pay for the venue, but she also comfortably treated him as an emotionless porter and ATM.

How did this look like she cared about him at all? She didn't have Xue Tao in her heart whatsoever.

However, before Su Bai could reply with a few words of comfort, he casually opened his WeChat Moments and refreshed the feed.

The very first post that caught his eye was a status update just published by Xue Tao.

The attached picture was a heavily filtered photo of the European palace-style villa hall. Although it didn't show Huang Ran's boudoir shots, a few gorgeous dresses could be seen draped over the sofa.

And the caption read: Accompanying my little fairy and her besties to take beautiful photos! Although I ran around being a bag-carrying lackey all afternoon and got exhausted, seeing their happy smiles makes it all worth it. Love you guys, @Huang Ran.

In the comment section below, a few clueless classmates were liking the post, exclaiming "Brother Tao is such a good man" and "Brother Tao spoils his girlfriend too much."

...

Looking at this Moments post, Su Bai almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

One second he was crying to the heavens in their private WeChat chat, cursing how boring it was like being in prison; the next second he was pretending to be a wife-doting maniac in his Moments, looking deeply affectionate and perfectly content.

This attitude of suffering just to save face was truly unmatched.

Since the guy liked to pretend, clearly feeling aggrieved inside but insisting on creating an illusion of enjoyment and affection on the surface, Su Bai naturally couldn't be bothered to expose him.

After all, for someone like Xue Tao, sometimes tearing down that self-protective layer of pride would be worse than killing him.

Su Bai casually dropped a like under Xue Tao's post, then perfunctorily replied in their private chat: Brother Tao is awesome, the paradigm of a good man.

After sending the message, Su Bai tossed his phone aside.

"What is it? You're smiling so... meaningfully."

Beside him, Chen Yusheng had just finished a level. She put down her controller, took off her headphones, and leaned over with some curiosity.

"It's nothing, I just saw a bit of our roommate Xue Tao's 'wonderful' daily life."

Su Bai took the opportunity to pull her into his arms, briefly recounting how Xue Tao had been a sucker and a lackey all afternoon, only to frantically compensate and show off on his Moments afterward.

"Sacrificing one's true feelings to satisfy vanity is a typical manifestation of a people-pleasing personality in behavioral psychology," Chen Yusheng evaluated extremely objectively after listening.

However, her focus clearly didn't linger on Xue Tao.

Chen Yusheng's beautiful eyes darted around, and a smile tinged with a bit of slyness and anticipation suddenly appeared on her aloof face.

"Big White Goose, your roommate's girlfriend went to shoot boudoir photos..." Chen Yusheng extended a slender finger, gently drawing circles on Su Bai's chest as her voice turned exceptionally soft. "That sounds quite interesting."

"Hmm?" Su Bai looked down at her. "What, you're interested too?"

"Yeah, I think I'd actually be really suited for cosplay! For example... those aloof female characters from popular games, or maybe a cyberpunk-style uniform... Of course, I'd only wear them for you to see."

At this point, Chen Yusheng paused. Her beautiful eyes stared straight at Su Bai, a spark of shyness flashing in their depths.

"Most importantly, aren't you good at everything? I remember your photography skills are master-class too, with absolutely impeccable lighting and composition. Since your skills are so amazing, do you want to shoot an exclusive set of boudoir blockbusters... for your one and only leading lady?"

This couldn't help but make Su Bai visualize it in his head.

Having Shengsheng put on those extremely revealing, highly contrasting cosplay outfits, displaying her most unreserved charm and allure in front of a private camera, just for him alone...

Just thinking about this scene was enough to make any man's blood boil!

Furthermore, with him personally behind the lens, this wouldn't just be a photography session; it would be an extremely secretive and deeply intimate flirtatious exchange between the two of them.

"Hmm, Shengsheng, this proposal of yours..."

Su Bai took a deep breath, the fiery passion in his eyes seemingly enough to ignite the air in the room. He grabbed Chen Yusheng's incredibly slender waist, pulling her tightly against him.

"Is very constructive!"

"Since you've even thought of the shooting theme, wouldn't it ruin my reputation as your exclusive photographer if I couldn't capture you in your most perfect posture?"

"Ah!" Chen Yusheng let out a surprised cry at his sudden movement, but her hands very honestly wrapped around Su Bai's neck, her cheeks as red as if dyed with rouge.

"Then... when are we shooting?" Her voice was already as soft as a pool of spring water.

"There's no time like the present."

Su Bai scooped her up into his arms from the gaming sofa without hesitation. "Tonight, let's head to the bedroom first to do a field inspection of the venue's lighting, and while we're at it... test out exactly how much expressive power different materials of stockings have in front of the camera."

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