Qin Shaojin stretched his pretty fingers, "Wait a minute, Brother Huo, that wig isn't for me, is it?"
Huo Jinnan raised his eyes, giving Qin Shaojin a cold glance, "Do you think it's for Wen Nuan?"
"..."
Qin Shaojin stood there suddenly feeling a headache! It hurt! A lot!
Huo Jinnan, "Alright, pack up, let's go, I need to be back by eleven-thirty."
Eleven-thirty!
Wen Nuan glanced at the time, it was already nine-thirty, and her heart was bleeding.
Huo Jinnan looked up at Wen Nuan, "I'm done shooting, you can let Jian Jun take some indoor shots."
Wen Nuan glanced at Jian Jun, seemingly doubting his photography skills.
Jian Jun, "..."
Although he couldn't compare to his master, among all the studios in Hong Kong, when he claimed to be the second-best in photography skills, no one dared to claim first!
Huo Jinnan glanced at Jian Jun's expression, then looked at Wen Nuan, "Many big stars shoot their posters and personal photos here."
