047 “AV Shooting Guide” Chapter 46

46: Cover shoot

Later, when Qiao Qiao thought about that night, he always wondered if he had been drugged at that time. Otherwise, how could he, in his normal sense, agree to such a lewd “up and down night mode”?

When he woke up the next day, Qiao Qiao could hardly walk, and his legs were throbbing with pain from being stretched out for a long time. Zhou Yuanchuan expressed his apology appropriately and wanted to make an appointment with a doctor to see Qiao Qiao. Qin Ruicheng even wanted to take Qiao Qiao home directly.Have a good rest, but Qiao Qiao now doesn’t get angry whenever he sees the two of them. Although you and I were happy last night, everyone was happy, but why is it that the only person with back pain is himself, who is lying motionless, and not the two of them who have been working hard for most of the night?

In the end, Qiao Qiao chose to go back to his apartment on the fifteenth floor, and then called Song Qiyan to ask for leave. He fell on the bed and slept in darkness until he was woken up by a phone call the next morning.

“Is this Miss Qiao?” the other side of the phone asked politely.

“Hello, I’m…” Qiao Qiao combed his hair sleepily and absentmindedly looked up at the clock on the wall – eight fifty.

“Hello, your cover shoot at nine o’clock this morning is about to start, and the staff noticed that you haven’t arrived yet—”

“Ahhhh! I’ll be there soon!!”

Qiao Qiao hung up the phone abruptly. He originally wanted to roll out of bed with a jerk, but the muscle soreness from the day before yesterday had not subsided. He tried his best and only stretched his waist on the bed. Qiao Qiao quickly climbed out of the bed on his hands and knees, putting on his pants and stuffing the toothbrush into his mouth.

I forgot all about it!

According to WAWA’s rules, the series will automatically enter the promotion period after filming. However, due to the huge volume of WAWA releases, it usually takes several weeks to actually promote it. Originally, Qiao Qiao’s “Lianlian” could not be scheduled so quickly, but Song Qiyan wanted to release it before the “Golden Coconut AV Movie Awards”, so he just opened a back door for Qiao Qiao, jumped directly to the front, and could start serious promotion within two days after the filming.

Qiao Qiao was about to cry but she couldn’t bear to imagine the expression of Song Qiyan who was waiting in the studio now.

By the time Qiao Qiao finally stumbled out of the apartment door, fifteen minutes had passed. Fortunately, she was now living in the artist’s apartment at the headquarters. The studio was on the 23rd floor, and it only took a few minutes to take the elevator. Unfortunately, it was the peak period of the working day, and the elevator was slow and slow on the top floor. Qiao Qiao stamped her feet and ran towards the stairs. She planned to climb directly to the eight floors in the middle.

The WAWA headquarters building was well ventilated. Qiao Qiao, who was sweating after running out, felt unusually light for some reason today, as if he had broken free from some shackles. Especially his upper body, which was blown by the wind blowing from the corridor, felt a little inexplicable.

“Remember, you have to go to work today?”

Qiao Qiao panted and pushed open the door of Studio No. 11. He saw Song Qiyan, who was wearing a light-colored pinstriped slim-fitting autumn dress, sitting on a high stool with his legs crossed. Behind him, a group of staff were moving reflectors and installing tripods. No one dared to look up at Qiao Qiao.

“I’m sorry…” Qiao Qiao bent down and explained in a low voice, “I overslept.”

“Go put on makeup.” Song Qiyan obviously didn’t intend to continue talking nonsense. He lowered his head and looked at his watch, “We still have half an hour.”

“Oh, okay.” Qiao Qiao didn’t dare to delay, and quickly straightened up and walked in the direction of the dressing room.

Song Qiyan didn’t pay attention at first, but when Qiao Qiao moved, he happened to catch something out of the corner of his eye. He suddenly stopped him and said, “Wait a minute.”

Qiao Qiao turned around with a blank look on his face and saw Song Qiyan staring at his chest with interest. Qiao Qiao also lowered his head——

Stimulating convexity!

…not wearing a bra!

Qiao Qiao felt bad all of a sudden. She immediately hugged herself with both hands like a little daughter-in-law who had been insulted. She blocked the two points on her chest tightly with her two arms, and then her face began to burn.

Song Qiyan’s eyes never left Qiao Qiao’s chest. It wasn’t until Qiao Qiao was so embarrassed that he could hardly stand, then he turned his head with a half-smile and continued to perform his duty of supervising the entire audience as if nothing had happened.

Qiao Qiao trotted into the dressing room. It was too late to go back to put on a bra now, so she had no choice but to put on a skirt for the cover shoot. Fortunately, the cover was not as good as the shoot, so Qiao Qiao didn’t need to wear too thin. The skirt was also a slightly wide version. The fabric hung down along the shoulders. Qiao Qiao’s small breasts were barely covered, so that everyone in the studio would not see it.

However, don’t be too excited…

Qiao Qiao was in a state of confusion. The assistant outside had urged her several times, so she could only walk out awkwardly.Because he was promoting “Lian Lian”, Qiao Qiao’s clothes tried to fit the scene in the play. A cotton skirt with a light green background decorated with yellow daisies was a rare pure look for the heroine. Song Qiyan seemed to prefer this cover look that was in perfect contrast with the content. The promotions he worked for usually followed this approach.

“The first look should be as pure and lusty as possible.” Song Qiyan motioned for Qiao Qiao to sit in front of the white screen. His beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, “It shouldn’t be difficult for you.”

A photographer wearing a peaked cap ran over. Song Qiyan stepped aside and the lights were already in place. Qiao Qiao took a deep breath. When the lights came on, she straightened her back, relaxed her body as much as possible, and tried to blend into the character.

She smiled softly at the camera, but she didn’t expect to see Song Qiyan frowning opposite her.

“Wait.” Song Qiyan waved the photographer to pause. He walked in front of Qiao Qiao in two or three steps. The man who was more than 1.8 meters looked down at Qiao Qiao, who was sitting on the ground with his legs crossed, making Qiao Qiao feel unusually oppressed for no reason.He said directly without mercy: “Why do you have such a stiff expression?”

“Yes, really?” Qiao Qiao quickly touched his face and answered cautiously, “Shouldn’t you be smiling?”

“Where did the prostitution go?” Song Qiyan interrupted impatiently, “I don’t need your mind to be filled with blue sky and white clouds.”

Qiao Qiao shrank her neck. Song Qiyan was always strict at work. She didn’t dare to talk back at all, so she could only try to understand what Song Qiyan meant. He said he shouldn’t be filled with blue skies and white clouds. Could it be that he wanted to be filled with prostitution?

…but she had just experienced such a vivid sex the day before yesterday, and now she couldn’t be interested at all.

“Unexpected?” Song Qiyan squatted down and he got closer, and Qiao Qiao realized that Song Qiyan had changed the scent of his body today, becoming slightly mellower than usual and more like a mature man.

“I…” Qiao Qiao thought Song Qiyan was angry and wanted to retreat in a panic. Unexpectedly, Song Qiyan stretched out an arm and gently hugged Qiao Qiao, gently bringing Qiao Qiao into his arms.

What is this for?

The man’s breath was close at hand, and what he saw was Song Qiyan’s handsome and profound facial features. No wonder so many female artists are trying to get into Song Qiyan’s employ. Just looking at a face like this every day is satisfying.

“It’s bulging again.” Song Qiyan lowered his head to look at Qiao Qiao’s chest, and suddenly leaned over and kissed her without warning.

“Ah -” Qiao Qiao shuddered, her nipples were wet and cold as someone held her nipples through a layer of fabric.A fire burst out in her lower abdomen almost immediately, and she clamped her thighs harder. When she looked back, she happened to see the staff around her. All of them had lowered their heads for a long time, and looked away, pretending not to see anything.

Song Qiyan’s tongue circled Qiao Qiao’s areola in a full circle before he reluctantly let go of her. The man’s eyes became darker and darker, and finally he rubbed his small breasts with his fingers before he straightened up.

Qiao Qiao has been kneaded into a puddle by this simple lick and rub. Her hair, which was finally blown out, is a little messy. Her eyes are even more wandering. A small water stain appears on the chest of the cotton skirt, as if it is secreted by her nipples. Coupled with the white curtain and the fresh floral skirt, the sharp contrast between lust and purity is full of tension and sexual implications.

“Photography.” Song Qiyan took two steps back.

The photographer who was already on standby quickly pulled out the camera and took a sharp photo of Qiao Qiao, while Qiao Qiao himself was still immersed in a vague desire, and had no idea that his cover photo had been taken within ten minutes.