"Click—"
Accompanied by the crisp shutter sound, the flash from a top-tier softbox lit up the spacious master bedroom, permanently capturing that moment of breathtaking beauty and light.
The luxurious master bedroom of the East Lake Private Club had been temporarily transformed by Su Bai into an exceptionally professional private photo studio tonight.
Su Bai held a Hasselblad medium-format camera fitted with a top-tier portrait prime lens.
His Master Level skill set included not only driving and modification; for lavish upper-class hobbies like lighting composition and portrait photography, he was naturally equally adept.
At the other end of the lens, Chen Yusheng, who had always been known for her cool aloofness, was undergoing an unprecedentedly novel experience.
Su Bai had always firmly believed that Chen Yusheng's true essence was black stockings.
To study how to photograph black stockings, Su Bai had found an entire large box of all kinds of luxury hosiery in the club's massive wardrobe, thoroughly exploiting the potential of black stockings as a fashion item.
"Lift your chin a little. Don't force your gaze so much—just keep that usual feeling you have in the lab. Yes, that contrast."
Standing behind the camera, Su Bai directed her with ease.
At that moment, Chen Yusheng wore a loose white men's shirt on her upper body, which barely covered the tops of her thighs.
On her lower body was a pair of ultra-sheer, skin-revealing 15D black pantyhose.
Stockings of that thickness made her already straight, well-proportioned legs look as delicate as mutton-fat jade, gleaming with a faint pearlescent sheen before the lens.
Paired with her naturally frosty, expressionless face, the visual impact was simply off the charts.
Shengsheng truly had the strongest contrast—cold on the outside, warm within.
"Click, click!"
After firing off several shots in succession, Su Bai lowered