Mu Jin was silent.

After the cat was ready, she said professionally: "A Jin, relax, don't think I'm taking pictures, you can just walk around and chat with me."

In Maomao's daily work, taking photos is common and naturally has experience. Although this is her first time watching, she feels that she can handle it.

"A Jin, go to the grass first." Mao Mao directed again.

Although the grass is very messy, the scene in this way will be very original.

Mu Jin walked into the grass and looked back, but the cat had gone far away.

"I'll take a few big shots first." She raised her up one after another, took two shots and looked at the effect. She was not satisfied and continued to take pictures.

She walked around and changed several angles, and finally felt a little touch and took photos carefully.

Mu Jin looked at the sky, the ground, or paced in place. He looked at the cat, but saw her stepping on a very small stone with one foot on her body, and her body was still curved. In order to accommodate the angle, she was really hard-working.

Moreover, she was really taking photos seriously and was not tired at all when she ran around.

"Jiumaomao, why are you taking photos? Isn't it good to look at people directly?"

Nan Jue tried to take photos of him many times, but he never agreed.

The cat looked down at the photo, "The photo can record your current mood and state. If you see it in the future, your feeling will definitely be different."

As he said that, the cat jumped down and ran back, "Okay, I'll take a close-up."

She looked at the camera, but Mu Jin was too high. She took a photo from her perspective and the effect was not good at all. "A Jin, please lower it."

Mu Jin put his hand on the cat's shoulder and suddenly leaned over. His enlarged face appeared in the camera.

His voice was low, "Is this low enough?"

The cat was stunned for a moment and looked up from behind the camera, "A Jin, don't make trouble, take a closer look."

Mu Jin was also stunned. This cat was too serious! He was so serious that he couldn't even tell his temptation?

Mu Jin simply sat on the grass, "What about that?"

"That's OK." The cat bent over, the angle was great.

After taking a few more photos, she finally said, "A Jin, that's OK! I've taken it so well!"

Mu Jin breathed a sigh of relief and thought that it was finally over.

But Maomao quickly looked at him, "Hehe, you can change that outfit!"

Mu Jin rubbed his slightly dizzy head. Unexpectedly, she still remembered the clothes. It has been more than an hour, and he really thought it could be over...

"Change here?" Mu Jin took out his clothes with his fate.

The cat nodded, "Yes."

"You watch me change?"

The cat immediately smiled, "Yes!"

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Was he inviting her to see it? There was no cover around here, and he looked like such a casual person?

Mu Jin looked at the direction they came and said, "When I came here just now, I saw a few women having a picnic there. If they came over and I was changing my clothes, then..."

The tail sound was long and I took a look at the cat.

The cat was very alert and immediately said, "That won't work! What if they see it? It's absolutely not."

As he said that, Maomao took out the folding reflector that was still beside him and opened it to block Mu Jin.

Mu Jin felt a deep sense of powerlessness, which was probably the least particular piece of clothing he had ever changed.

He put his hand on his waist, and after he hesitating for a few seconds, he turned around and left with his clothes, "Wait for me, I'll go there to change it."

"You don't have to go that far, I won't peek!"

However, Mu Jin didn't stop either. He walked a long way and didn't know where he changed it. Anyway, when he came back, it was already fifteen minutes later and his clothes were changed.

Looking at Mu Jin who was walking slowly, Maomao stayed in the camera for a long time.

He was already breeze and bright, and had a good face, which always made people think about it. He was obviously very cold, but he was still very eager.

He usually wears black clothes, and Maomao prepares white shirts for him, just to give him a more sunny photo, but this...

The sunlight was not seen, but it was really tempting.

Maomao felt that she seemed to have developed A Jin's abstinence attribute.

"Long time, your saliva is flowing out." Mu Jin threw the changed clothes into the bag and looked at the cat.

"Ah?" Maomao quickly wiped the corner of her mouth, "No, right? Don't care about these details. Come quickly, I'll take a photo of you. You are so... handsome now."

Mu Jin walked to the edge of the river.

The cats are also following the past, with greenness in the distance, gurgling streams near them, whether it is sunshine or spring breeze.

The cat took a bit of a big shot, and every picture is worth recording.

"A Jin, stand there and don't move."

As the cat said, he stepped on the pebbles in the river and jumped onto a large stone more than one meter high and continued to shoot.

But she was so devoted to the filming that she accidentally stepped on the air!

Mu Jin saw that before he could react, the person was already running over quickly. He held the cat, but the cat reacted very quickly and sat on the stone when it almost fell down.

"Don't take a photo." Mu Jin frowned.

But Maomao smiled indifferently, "I'm fine." Suddenly, she looked at Mu Jin, "A Jin, your shoes are wet, your pants are wet, and your shirt is... wet."

When he ran over, he stepped into the water directly, and the splashes made many parts of his body wet.

The originally refreshing white shirt was pressed on her body... Through the shirt, she saw A Jin's abdominal muscles.

"You get down first." Mu Jin didn't care. He wanted to carry the cat down, for fear that she would fall again.

The cat raised the camera, scratched it, took the last picture, and then opened its hand and hugged Mu Jin.

Mu Jin carried the cat to the shore and came to a dry place. He said, "Come down."

The cat jumped down, pointed at Mu Jin's clothes and said, "A Jin, your clothes are wet."

Mu Jin picked up the coat he had worn and put it on casually. He stuffed all the cameras brought by the cat back into his bag, carrying the bag in one hand and pulling the cat in the other, "Go back to the room and change it."

It is certainly impossible for him to change it here again.

The cat followed Mu Jin back quietly.

In the villa.

Maomao took out the camera, but was not in the mood to look at the photos she had just taken. She looked upstairs, but no one lived there and ran up.

I twisted the handle and the door was open...

The cat went in carefully. When she walked into it with her hands and feet, she happened to look at Mu Jin...

He had just changed his clothes and stood there, as if he was waiting for her.

"A Jin, you'll be fine so soon?"

When she was discovered, Maomao stood up openly. She glanced at the clothes still on the ground, which was a bit of a pity.

"I am a man, and I don't have that much to wear, of course it's going to be soon." Mu Jin said, turning around and sitting on the bed.

The cat rubbed over, "I just wore one more piece than you."

Her eyes suddenly went down and fell somewhere, "A Jin, you can't be without underwear, right?"

"What are you thinking about in your mind? Do you want to compete with me when wearing clothes quickly or slowly?" Mu Jin looked at Maomao. Something was wrong with her.

Of course, Maomao didn't want to compete with Mu Jin, she was just asking for nothing.

"What's wrong with you?" Mu Jin said, his skills were already on the cat's face, "Your face is very hot."

"Is that true?" Maomao looked at Mu Jin and suddenly felt pitiful, "I almost fell off the stone just now."

Mu Jin said: "How? I know I'm scared? In the future, it's better not to take photos."

The cat shook his head, "No, I'm not afraid, but I seem to have fallen into my leg."

As she said, she rushed to Mu Jin in a very appropriate manner, looking like she was unable to stand steadily.

"You didn't fall your leg just now, sit down and I'll take a look."

Mu Jin wanted to help Maomao sit on the bed, but as soon as he stepped back to the bed, Maomao pushed him down.

"A Jin, don't move, I will hurt even more when you move." Maomao's words successfully stopped Mu Jin. He lay on the bed, "Then you come down by yourself and I'll check it out for you."

"No, I'll just have to rest."

But Mu Jin said: "If you break your leg, you can't solve it by just taking a break."

"Okay." Maomao said affirmatively, and her hands had slipped into Mu Jin's sweatshirt and touched her abdominal muscles that she had been thinking about for half an hour.

Mu Jin's body stiffened for a moment and suddenly looked at the cat, who buried his head in his eyes and buried his head to rest, as if the hand was not hers.
To be continued...