Chapter 204: Night of Photography and Cosplay

The yacht slowly docked, and the captain and crew lined up to see it off.

After everyone disembarked, another black Mercedes-Benz van was waiting at the dock.

Director Zhou communicated skillfully with the driver, then turned around and beckoned everyone to get on the bus.

"Next, we'll take you to Mount Rigi. We've arranged a private cable car for you to enjoy the beautiful scenery."

As the car wound its way up the mountain road, Lake Lucerne outside the window gradually shrank into a sapphire embedded in the valley.

"arrive."

As soon as Director Zhou finished speaking, the car came to a stop in front of a wooden building.

The private cable car station is small, constructed entirely of dark wood, and blends seamlessly into the surrounding mountains and forests.

Staff were already waiting. After verifying the reservation information, they guided everyone into the elevator car.

The cable car slowly ascended and finally stopped near the summit.

Stepping out of the sedan chair, a bright and open view suddenly appeared before me.

At the foot of the mountain lies a lake, and in the distance stretches the endless snow-capped peaks of the Alps.

The sky was a pale blue, with a few wisps of clouds hanging halfway up the mountain, like thin veils blown away by the wind.

"This way, please."

Director Zhou led the group to a private viewing platform.

The viewing platform is built at the most prominent point of the mountain ridge, with three sides suspended in the air and a bottomless abyss below.

The railing is made of transparent glass, and when you stand on the edge and look down, your heart will involuntarily tighten.

Zhao Yanxi was brave; she was the first to walk over, gripped the railing tightly, and looked down.

"Wow……!"

She let out a long exclamation and turned to wave to the crowd: "Come quick, come quick! The view from here is amazing!"

Wenjing carefully moved over, only daring to stand half a meter away from the railing, peeking down for a quick glance before quickly retreating.

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Zhao Yanxi grabbed Wenjing's wrist and pulled her to the railing.

"Look, look, isn't that where we just got on the boat?"

The two started chatting away, while Hua Qing and Lin Man stood a little further away, raising their phones to take pictures of the distant snow-capped peaks.

Ding Heng leaned over and helped them adjust the composition.

Only Baima leaned against a pillar in the corner of the viewing platform, gazing into the distance with a blank expression.

Dinner was booked at a cliffside restaurant.

Everyone was seated by the window, with an excellent view.

Baima remained mostly silent throughout, only occasionally taking a couple of bites.

Ding Heng noticed the girl's unusual behavior from beginning to end, but didn't ask any questions.

After the meal, everyone took the hotel shuttle bus to the villa area.

The villa is built halfway up the mountain, with its own entrance and courtyard, facing Lake Lucerne.

Pushing open the wooden door, you are greeted by a spacious courtyard with unidentified flowers and plants planted on both sides of the stone path.

Zhao Yanxi was the first to rush in, walked around the courtyard, and then pushed open the villa gate.

The living room is large with a high ceiling and floor-to-ceiling windows covering the entire wall, facing Lake Lucerne.

"This living room is nice!"

Zhao Yanxi jumped up and down on the sofa twice, then ran to the French windows.

Outside is a huge terrace with an infinity pool in the center.

The pool water merges with Lake Lucerne in the distance, making it seem as if the end of the pool is the lake.

"The swimming pool!"

Zhao Yanxi excitedly shouted, "Shall we all swim together for a while?"

Wenjing followed behind her, muttering under her breath, "It's almost dark, why are we swimming..."

"It's only atmospheric when it's dark!"

Zhao Yanxi, with a self-righteous air, grabbed Wenjing and ran into the house: "Come on, let's go change into our swimsuits first!"

Lin Man and Hua Qing also started packing their luggage, preparing to join Zhao Yanxi in the fun.

Only Baima remained standing alone on the terrace, looking rather uninterested.

"Pema".

Ding Heng called out softly.

Baima turned around.

"Aren't you going to change into your swimsuit and go swimming?"

"I don't want to swim."

Baima shook her head: "I'm a little tired, I want to go back to my room to rest first."

Ding Heng glanced at her but didn't ask any further questions.

"Okay, call me if you need anything."

"Um."

Baima turned and walked into the villa, went up the stairs to the second floor, and opened her room door.

She didn't turn on the light, but went to the window, curled up with her knees drawn up, and quietly gazed at the distant lake.

My phone suddenly vibrated in my pocket. I took it out and saw that it was a message from Qu Zhen.

[Mom]: Did you have a good time in Switzerland?

[Bai Ma]: Not bad.

[Mom]: Your brother said you didn't eat much today? Are you feeling unwell?

Bai Ma's finger paused on the screen.

Did Ding Heng tell his mother?

She took a deep breath and continued typing.

[Bai Ma]: No, I'm just a little tired.

[Mom]: Then get some rest early and don't stay up late.

[Bai Ma]: Hmm.

Baima tossed her phone aside and buried her face in her knees.

Outside the window, night was deepening.

…………

On the terrace, the lights were already on, and the pool shimmered with a deep blue light.

Several girls were wearing the same style of bikini, except for the color.

Among them, Hua Qing was the most disadvantaged, appearing far too impoverished compared to the other girls.

"Don't be shy, Sister Qing. The boss really loves your steamed buns."

"Lin Man, you!"

"Sister Hua Qing, come quick! I'll help you catch Sister Man."

"Yan hope, have you betrayed us?!"

"Hahaha……"

They splashed and played in the pool, while Ding Heng sat on a deck chair on the terrace, quietly enjoying the spectacle with a glass of whiskey.

My phone suddenly vibrated.

Upon taking it out, I saw it was a message from Qu Zhen.

[Aunt Quzhen]: Xiao Ding, is Baima asleep?

Ding Heng looked up at the second floor; the light in Bai Ma's room was still on.

[Ding Heng]: It shouldn't be yet, what's wrong, Auntie?

[Aunt Qu Zhen]: It's nothing, just asking. Did she throw a tantrum today?

[Ding Heng]: It shouldn't be yet, what's wrong, Auntie?

[Aunt Qu Zhen]: It's nothing, just asking. Did she throw a tantrum today?

Ding Heng's finger paused on the screen.

[Ding Heng]: No, Baima was quite well-behaved today.

[Ding Heng]: Auntie, is today a special day?

After the message was sent, there was a long silence on the other end.

[Aunt Quzhen]: My ex-husband's death anniversary.

The cold, emotionless words are devoid of feeling.

Qu Zhen has no feelings for her ex-husband whatsoever, and she doesn't care about any death anniversaries.

Ding Heng put down his wine glass and sat up straight.

[Ding Heng]: Auntie, don't worry, I will take good care of Baima.

[Aunt Quzhen]: Thank you, Xiao Ding.

Ding Heng: Of course.

Putting his phone away, Ding Heng looked up at the second floor.

No wonder Baima has been absent-minded all day and suddenly felt homesick...

Ding Heng downed the whiskey in his glass in one gulp and looked back at the swimming pool.

Zhao Yanxi was leaning over the edge of the pool, waving at him: "Brother Ding Heng, come down and join us!"

Ding Heng smiled and shook his head.

"You guys have fun, I have something to do."

He got up and went up to the second floor, stopping in front of Pema's room.

Raise your hand and knock on the door.

"Pema?"

There was no response, so Ding Heng knocked twice more.

"Pema, it's me."

A few seconds later, the door opened a crack.

Baima stood behind the door, her eyes slightly red.

"Brother...is something the matter?"

"It's nothing."

Ding Heng glanced at her and said, "I just came to see you. You're still awake?"

"Hmm... I'm getting ready to sleep."

Baima lowered her eyes, her voice a little hoarse.

Ding Heng didn't expose her, and gently rubbed her head with his hand.

"Go to sleep early, we'll get up early tomorrow and I'll watch the sunrise with you."

"Um."

Baima responded and closed the door.

Ding Heng turned and went downstairs.

The women were still making a ruckus in the pool.

Zhao Yanxi was splashing water on Lin Man, who laughed and dodged, the water splashing all over Hua Qing's face.

Hua Qing wiped her face expressionlessly, then suddenly reached out and pushed Zhao Yanxi into the water.

Caught off guard, Zhao Yanxi choked on a mouthful of water. When she emerged from the water, her hair was completely wet, making her look both disheveled and adorable.

"Sister Hua Qing! You attacked me from behind!"

"I think you're the one who stirs up trouble the most..."

Hua Qing rarely showed a smile.

Ding Heng stood at the edge of the terrace, took a deep breath, and suppressed the inexplicable emotions welling up in his chest.

Then he took off his T-shirt, walked to the edge of the pool, and plunged into the water.

Water splashed everywhere, and the girls exclaimed in surprise.

……

late at night.

Several girls climbed out of the pool one after another, wrapped themselves in towels, and went inside.

Zhao Yanxi walked at the front, muttering to herself, "What are we going to play later?"

"Get some rest, you're a little tired."

Wenjing yawned, her steps even a little unsteady.

"What time is it...?"

"Ten o'clock."

"It's still early..."

Zhao Yanxi pouted and turned to look at Lin Man: "Sister Man, what game do you want to play?"

Lin Man thought for a moment, then her eyes suddenly lit up.

"How about we ask the boss to take a picture of us?"

"Photograph?"

Zhao Yanxi blinked.

"yes."

Lin Man smiled slyly: "We brought so many clothes, it would be a shame not to take pictures."

"OK!"

Zhao Yanxi immediately understood and led Wenjing towards the dressing room, while Hua Qing was also pushed in by Lin Man.

Ding Heng was left alone in the living room, where he could vaguely hear conversations coming from inside...

"Sister Hua Qing, this suits you."

"Can... I wear this?"

"Why not? It's not like we're going out in public, it's just for taking pictures."

"No way, I'd rather die than wear that!"

"Give it a try!"

……

The conversation lasted for a full half hour, and finally, under the coaxing and cajoling of Lin Man and Zhao Yanxi, Hua Qing seemed to have changed into an extraordinary outfit.

Ding Heng listened, and his heart was filled with anticipation.

Finally, the fitting room door opened.

Zhao Yanxi was the first to come out.

The traditional black and white nun's habit, popular among internet celebrities, reveals a large expanse of fair skin at the neckline.

The skirt was shockingly short, barely covering the top of her thighs, revealing a section of her thighs covered in black stockings.

Next was Wenjing.

A grey and white British-style JK uniform paired with white stockings.

She's usually quiet and doesn't wear JK uniforms because her figure is too exaggerated, and wearing one would easily make her the center of attention.

The upper body was buttoned up respectfully, but it couldn't hide the prominent silhouette of her rounded figure on the clothes. Instead, the austere and serious British style accentuated her curves.

The pantyhose are made of a thick material with a glossy sheen, creating a smooth and delicate sheen under light.

The pressure from the woven fibers compressed her legs and waist, making her legs look firmer and her legs longer and thinner, further enhancing the strong visual impact of her figure.

Wenjing stood obediently beside Zhao Yanxi, silently accepting the man's scrutiny.

The fitting room door opened for the third time.

Lin Man walked out.

A traditional cheongsam paired with white silk stockings creates a rather peculiar overall look...

Ding Heng vaguely remembered that it was a skin for a female character in the game "Naraka: Bladepoint," which was often talked about.

Finally, it's Hua Qing.

Despite being a cool and aloof fairy-like older sister, she was dressed in an extremely pure and innocent maid outfit. The clothes were visibly a size too small, and she also had a pink backpack on her back.

It's a skin for Chika's character in the game "Zero".

The contrast of that deliberate attempt to appear young was so striking that Ding Heng couldn't take his eyes off her.

Four girls stood in a row.

Nun, JK (high school girl), maid, cheongsam.

Four styles, each with its own appeal.

Ding Heng picked up his camera and pointed the lens at them.

"Come on, stand still."

He began directing them to adjust their positions: Zhao Yanxi stood on the far left, Wen Jing was slightly to the left of the middle, Lin Man was slightly to the right of the middle, and Hua Qing was on the far right.

"Yan hope, raise your hand a little, yes... place it on your chest..."

Zhao Yanxi obediently raised her hand, causing the neckline of her nun's habit to open even wider.

"Wenjing, come a little closer...yes, get closer to Yanxi...put your hands on your skirt..."

Wenjing obediently did as she was told, pinching the hem of her skirt with her fingers and gently lifting it up to reveal her thighs covered in white stockings.

"Lin Man, lie down, yes... put your hands on the ground, and look up at me..."

Lin Man slowly lowered herself down, supporting herself on her hands and tilting her head back, her foxy eyes sparkling.

"Boss, do I look good in this pose?"

"It's still lacking something... like this."

Ding Heng reached out and pulled down Lin Man's shoulder strap, revealing a section of her fair shoulder.

"Hua Qing, stand at the very back, turn to the side... yes... put your hands on your waist..."

Hua Qing stood sideways with her hands on her waist. The clothes, which were a size too small, made her feel awkward and uncomfortable.

Ding Heng raised his camera, and the shutter clicked.

"Okay, let's change positions."

He put down his camera, walked over, and reached out to straighten Zhao Yanxi's collar.

As his fingers brushed against her collarbone, Zhao Yanxi's body trembled slightly.

"Open the neckline a little more."

Ding Heng pulled her collar down, revealing more skin.

Zhao Yanxi happily did as instructed.

Ding Heng turned to Wen Jing and reached out to unbutton one of her shirt buttons.

Wenjing's face turned bright red instantly, but she didn't flinch.

"Wouldn't this be... a bit too..."

"Won't."

Ding Heng interrupted her, his fingers lightly tracing her collarbone.

"It's very beautiful."

Wenjing lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

Ding Heng turned to Lin Man.

"Bend your left knee forward, yes, a little more..."

Lin Man obediently spread her legs apart, and Ding Heng continued to give orders.

"Put your weight on your right leg" Push back to show off the curve of your waist... Yes! That's right!

Ding Heng nodded in satisfaction, raised his hand and slapped Lin Man's thigh hard, causing Lin Man to let out a short groan of pain.

Finally, he turned to Hua Qing.

"Don't……"

Hua Qing instinctively shrank back, but Ding Heng's hand was already on her shoulder, holding her in place.

"Senior, don't move."

Ding Heng's tone left no room for refusal.

"abnormal……"

Hua Qing bit her lower lip, muttered a curse, and completely let Ding Heng manipulate her poses as he pleased.

Ding Heng took two steps back and raised his camera.

"Okay, hold this position."

The shutter clicked continuously.

"Yan hope, lift your head a little, look at the camera...yes..."

"Wenjing, look at Yanxi, put your hand on her shoulder...yes..."

"Lin Man, tilt your head back and look at the camera, make your eyes a little more alluring... Yes..."

"Hua Qing, look at Wen Jing, put your hand on her waist... yes..."

Ding Heng directed the operation while simultaneously pressing the shutter button.

At his command, the four girls changed poses, sometimes standing in a row, sometimes in pairs, sometimes squatting down and making V-signs with their hands...

The sound of camera shutters echoed in the living room.

The sounds were mixed with the rustling of fabric and the girls' soft breathing.