Chapter 149 - 91: Their Forms of Address

Chapter 149: Chapter 91: Their Forms of Address

"Let me try to explain..."

Chen Yuan stumbled over his words. "I was looking at the bow on top, not at anything else."

"Right. I’m sure you were looking at the bow."

Jiang Wanyi was smiling sweetly, clearly not buying a word he said.

She leaned over, took the panties out of the small box, and pulled off the bow.

"Here, it’s yours."

’Hmm?’

’Song Jianye gave me one, now you’re giving me one... I never planned on starting a collection.’

"You’re going to ruin my pristine reputation."

A flirtatious smile danced in Jiang Wanyi’s eyes, as if she could see right through him.

"Don’t worry, it’ll be our little secret. I won’t tell anyone."

The more she watched Chen Yuan, the more amused she became.

’He’s still so young, so sheltered.’

’Once he gets a few more years on him and sees more of the world, he won’t be so interested in this style of underwear anymore.’

"But in your eyes, my reputation is already ruined."

"Just forget about your ’pristine reputation.’ You don’t have one with me, hmph."

’He’s peeked so many times already, and he still talks about his reputation? I don’t believe him for a second.’

Jiang Wanyi turned her attention to her nightgowns, no longer dwelling on the issue of him looking.

’We’re living under the same roof. Some things are unavoidable, so there’s no need to make a big deal out of it.’

"Are these all you’re going to wear?"

"For now, yes."

"Okay." Chen Yuan nodded.

"There are just these few nightgowns. You can start with whichever one you want."

Jiang Wanyi looked at them and said,

"Then I’ll start with this red silk one. It’s one of my usual favorites."

"No problem."

Chen Yuan gathered the other props and went out, carrying Mili.

He set up scenes on the sofa and the floor, changed Mili into a little white outfit, and found a stalk of wheat to use as a prop.

Jiang Wanyi changed quickly. This was the first time Chen Yuan had seen her in this nightgown. If she were holding a glass of red wine, she would look like a wealthy socialite from a TV drama.

"Okay, start by sitting on the floor."

Following Chen Yuan’s instructions, Jiang Wanyi sat on the floor mat. Chen Yuan placed the toys nearby for Mili to play with on her own.

"Maintain a natural pose. Look at the baby, not the camera."

Jiang Wanyi didn’t seem to need any adjustment to find that feeling. The moment her gaze fell upon her child, it filled with tenderness and love.

’They say a mother’s love is a great thing. That’s no exaggeration.’

Holding the camera, Chen Yuan snapped several shots in quick succession.

"Your hair is blocking the shot a bit. Let me fix it for you."

He went over, gently moved Jiang Wanyi’s hair into place, and took a few steps back.

"Your hand position isn’t quite right. Copy me..."

"Relax your feet, don’t tense up. It doesn’t look good like that..."

"Pfft..."

Jiang Wanyi couldn’t hold it in, her body shaking with laughter.

’This brat Chen Yuan... he might be young, but he has a certain masculine charm.’

’And now, to direct me, he’s making all these bashful poses. It’s making it hard for me to keep a straight face.’

"Stop laughing! I’m putting it all on the line for you here."

"I can tell. This must be a little hard on you, but I have to say, you’re an excellent photographer. Truly amazing."

"But can you please stop laughing? If you keep it up, I’m going on strike."

"Alright, alright. I’ll stop laughing. Let’s take these pictures properly."

Jiang Wanyi copied the poses Chen Yuan demonstrated, and he snapped several more shots. Chen Yuan was very satisfied with the results.

"These are really good. Even better than what professional photographers post online."

"That’s right, I’m just that good. Lay on the praise. I can take it."

"When it comes to photography, you can keep being cocky. I definitely won’t bring you down."

Habitually tucking a strand of hair back, Jiang Wanyi said with a smile,

"Should we keep shooting, or should I go change into the next outfit?"

"Change. We’re done with this outfit."

For the second outfit, Jiang Wanyi changed into a black lace nightgown that fell to her knees. The neckline revealed a large expanse of her fair skin, making it much sexier than the previous one.

"This time, sit on the sofa. Hold the baby and dangle a small toy to entertain her. You can take off her little top; just a diaper is fine."

Jiang Wanyi did as she was told, sitting on the sofa with Mili in her arms.

"Relax your body. Just pretend I’m not here, that it’s just the two of you at home."

Jiang Wanyi tried to get into that state of mind, and the effect was much better.

"Is this okay?"

"A little too serious."

Chen Yuan walked over and nudged one of her shoulder straps down a bit, onto her arm, revealing a little more of her chest.

Jiang Wanyi didn’t try to cover herself up, nor did she feel awkward. He’d already seen her while she was lactating, so this was nothing.

’I’m a mother now. It would be pathetic to pretend to be all pure and innocent.’

"Lift your hips a little. Hike the hem up to your thigh."

"Isn’t this pose a little too sexy?"

"We’re going for a relaxed feeling. Think about it. When it’s just you two at home, would you deliberately adjust your nightgown?"

"Of course not. I probably wouldn’t even be wearing one."

"Exactly. Just hike one side up to your thigh."

Holding the baby, she lifted her hips slightly and pulled the hem of her skirt up to the top of her thigh, revealing the edge of her cotton panties.

"This part shouldn’t show, right?"

"Definitely not. You want to go change them?"

"No need. I can just tuck it."

Chen Yuan turned around. Jiang Wanyi adjusted it herself, pulling the waistband of her underwear up a little so nothing would show.

"I’m ready."

Chen Yuan turned back. "Don’t move. That angle is perfect."

He pressed the shutter repeatedly, taking more than a dozen photos from different angles and positions.

Immediately after, Jiang Wanyi went to change into the third nightgown.