Rui He was about to take the photo when Renault suddenly interrupted him.
He took off his gloves, straightened his slightly curly brown hair, pushed back the hair that fell in front of his forehead, and straightened his black military uniform.
After putting on the velvet gloves again, he looked around the room, finally chose a spot by the window, and then nodded very calmly. "Let's take a picture!"
"Take more pictures."
Although Rui He was about to collapse, he still started working honestly.
After changing several places and angles and taking more than ten pictures, the photo-taking task was finally completed.
Renault stared at the photos on Smart Brain, looking over and over, but he couldn't find anything that satisfied him.
"Which one is better?"
Rui He is a little tired, but sincerely Underground Passage: "They all look good."
No matter from which angle you look at it, the commander-in-chief of his family is the most perfect. Otherwise, Saint Ya Empire's Princess would not want to marry him, an enemy of the enemy country.
Renault stared at those photos for a long time and suddenly said, "Don't the black clothes look a bit dull?"
The more I looked at it, the more I felt that black was not suitable for taking pictures. Renault got up and walked towards the bedroom inside.
"I'll go change to a white one, and you can adjust the camera."
Rui He: "..."
Do you want to make it so grand?
Do you want to make it so complicated?
Isn't it just a photo? Wouldn't it be enough to just take a photo and send it over?
No wonder Old Marshal always said that the commander-in-chief is turtle-haired. Today he experienced it personally.
Rui He looked at the huge woman on the silver-gray metal wall. He looked left and right, but he couldn't see what attracted his commander-in-chief to her.
"Is it possible that there is something wrong with my vision?"
Rui He scratched his head and began to doubt himself.
"Is this the distance between me and the commander-in-chief?"
In front of the computer screen, Su Qiao, who felt bored after waiting for a long time, was also a little impatient.
"Isn't it just a photo? You haven't sent it for so long. Isn't it because you don't want to send it?"
[Do you want me to tell the truth?]
444 squatted on the ground, holding his chin with his little paws, and his fluffy tail wagging happily.
[I can guarantee that he is definitely dressing up and wants to take a few more photos, and then choose the one he thinks he is most satisfied with and send it to you.]
Su Qiao raised his eyebrows. "Are you sure you guessed it right?"
"In his eyes, I am now a man."
Moreover, he was a man so fat that his eyes were slits, and his facial features could not be seen clearly.
Would he go out of his way to clean himself up for such a man, just to take a satisfactory photo and send it over?
If it was true, then she could only say that this guy was a bit perverted.
[What are men afraid of?] 444 is very disapproving.
[In a plane like theirs where technology is very advanced, gender is no longer the decisive factor in whether we are together or not. As long as we see each other right, we can be together, and we don't even have to worry about future generations.]
They are no longer IVF. They may have been directly cultivated using cell embryos.
"That makes sense, but can't he see that I'm so fat that I'm out of shape?"
To be honest, Su Qiao felt a little uncomfortable looking at the photos he sent.
The eyes were so fat that there was only a small slit left, the chin with no visible edges on the fourth or fifth floor, the circles on the belly that were getting bigger and bigger, the huge swimming ring that shook when you moved, the thighs that were about to burst your pants...
In addition, the flesh on her body, probably due to a long-term lack of exercise, is much looser than others, so she looks even more bloated.
Just looking at this photo, Su Qiao feels that the people in the photo are working hard.