Chapter 16 blacklist me?

As professional photographers, Yunna Scott and Qeturah Lucas tried to take a few pictures first, and their shoulders brushed against each other intentionally or unintentionally. With the help of visual dislocation, they really created a kind of catching atmosphere. "I think it can be better," the photographer took the camera and looked at them. "You can try other actions later. The more hazy the feeling, the better, and the more realistic the effect will be." "Good," Qeturah Lucas just answered, the assistant beside him came forward impatiently and whispered in Qeturah Lucas's ear, "qeturah, Mr. Field's phone! Hearing this, Qeturah Lucas's eyebrows moved. If someone else bothered him during working hours, he would not hesitate to choose not to answer, and scolded the assistant for not knowing the importance, but if it was the Field Family's call, he would have to go out to pick it up. "Sorry," Qeturah Lucas nodded politely. "It's urge