Chapter 92: Hungry Netizen vs. Imprisoned Beast, Shirt Revealed by Muscle Burrows...

Wen Yinhe's audition was a success, without any suspense.

After the contract was signed, the agent immediately posted the good news using the studio's account, and the internet was flooded with congratulations and anticipation.

Wen Yinhe used to have a Weibo account, but he deleted it after the incident. Although he has now made a comeback, he and his agent decided to handle things officially.

Any updates are usually posted by the agent using the studio's account; he personally doesn't want to be too close to the internet.

Although it was called a "discussion," in reality, the agent had no right to object.

If we follow the agent's advice, it would be best for Wen Yinhe to open a Weibo account for easier daily business operations.

But Wen Yinhe had no desire to do any promotion. He wasn't a narcissistic or unrestrained person. The thought of having to pose deliberately every day and take selfies to post online made him feel extremely ashamed, as it always felt like he was promoting himself.

He still hopes that people will like his work more and not focus too much attention on him personally.

Marketing is not a necessity; truly capable people do not need marketing.

He also shared his thoughts with his agent, expressing his desire for the studio to spend too much energy on cultivating a fanbase.

Instead of wasting time and money, it would be better to help him select more high-quality scripts and find him more excellent teachers.

Since Wen Yinhe already had his own ideas, his agent naturally wouldn't have any objections.

After all, when Lu Huaijin poached the agent, the first thing Lu Huaijin said to her was—

Everything should be based on Wen Yinhe's personal wishes; Wen Yinhe's mood and attitude should take precedence over all work.

However, Wen Yinhe was unwilling to work, and the job still ended up on someone else's head by some twist of fate.

Since the end of "The Seven Year Itch Season 2", netizens have been experiencing a strong withdrawal reaction. For more than a month, they have been discussing the games in the show, frantically picking out every little detail, and even scrutinizing the replays frame by frame with a microscope.

The newly released highlight reel garnered over 100 million views on its first day, with over a billion bullet comments. Various languages ​​from all over the world flew across the screen, creating a spectacular scene.

Netizens' sharp comments—

#It's over, but it also feels like it's not over yet#

However, no matter how many times you rewatch the show to appreciate it, it can't compare to seeing the real person during a live stream.

The young couple, who had spent so much time together, suddenly couldn't see each other anymore. Netizens spent their days replaying the events online, crying and going crazy.

[Money Incontinence Syndrome]: The doctor said that frequent sugar consumption would worsen my memory, so I watched your videos 100 times a day to try and forget you. But not only did I not forget you, I also got cavities. From then on, every toothache reminds me of you. It turns out that sugar consumption can't make me forget you, nor can it kill my longing for you.

[Slum Representative]: Wen Lu, are you still giving out candy today? If not, I'm going to sleep now. The clothes and microwave are in the bowl, remember to eat. The washing machine has already been sent to school; I'll wash the kids after I wake up.

[Words Don't Match, Fruit Pieces Galore]: I'm begging you, please give me some candy! I'm kneeling down, I'm so hungry! I'm practically begging you! I'm about to cry if I don't get any candy. I spend all my time scrolling through my phone just to find some. If this keeps up, I'll starve! You are the only candy in my life! Please, I'm going crazy! I'm so hungry! So ...

Because there were so many crazy netizens, it even created a topic that became quite popular—

#Did Wenlu give out candy today?#

The agent, who was constantly monitoring the online situation, couldn't stand it any longer and contacted Wen Yinhe, asking him to send over some photos of himself and Lu Huaijin, just everyday photos.

Taking a group photo wasn't as awkward as taking a selfie, and Wen Yinhe agreed after asking Lu Huaijin's opinion.

This is Wen Yinhe's first business trip since his comeback, so he naturally pays more attention to it and wants to make sure it's a good shoot.

But he wasn't a professional model and didn't know what poses to make for couple photos, so he started searching online for tips on how to take couple photos.

Lu Huaijin rested his chin on his shoulder, taking in all his actions, and couldn't help but find it amusing: "If you ask me, you should just take a picture of us kissing and send it out, they'll be overjoyed."

Wen Yinhe frowned slightly, somewhat worried: "Wouldn't this be too perfunctory? We've already kissed so many times on the show, won't it get a bit tiresome for everyone?"

Lu Huaijin couldn't help but kiss him on the forehead, speaking the truth: "They would never have too many kisses, so don't worry."

However, once Wen Yinhe decides to do something, he will do it to the best of his ability, even if it is just taking an intimate photo.

There are many couple poses available online for reference, and Wen Yinhe pulled Lu Huaijin to try them one by one.

In the first picture, the taller person stands behind, puts their arm around the shorter person's waist, and turns their head to kiss the other person's hair.

The key point is that the person in the back must wear a sleeveless vest, revealing their muscular arms, which contrasts sharply with the slender arms and waist of their partner in front.

This position is suitable for couples with good figures who have less-than-ideal body shapes.

Wen Yinhe often wore sleeveless vests when exercising, so he immediately went to find a black vest.

Seeing how much he valued it, Lu Huaijin gave him a suggestion: "Why don't you exercise for half an hour first, get your muscles pumped up, and sweat a little? You'll look even sexier that way."

With the mindset of completing a photography task, Wen Yinhe thought about it carefully, felt it made sense, immediately changed into a vest, and went into the gym.

Lu Huaijin followed him into the gym, then sat elegantly to the side, admiring the dynamic beauty of Wen Yinhe's muscular arms bulging and tightening as he lifted the barbell.

After watching silently for a while, he suddenly thought of something and quietly left the gym.

When he returned, he had changed out of his pajamas and put on a full three-piece suit. He walked to the full-length mirror in the gym, slowly looked at himself from side to side, and asked Wen Yinhe in the mirror:

"Yinhe, do you think it's better for me to wear a suit or just the white shirt underneath when we take the photos later?"

Wen Yinhe paused, but before he could even think about it, Lu Huaijin already had his answer.

"I'll just wear a white shirt; the wrinkles in a shirt will make it look rough."

The image flashed through Wen Yinhe's mind almost instantly, causing his breathing to quicken and his movements to falter slightly.

“That’s about enough. Your muscles are quite well-developed,” Lu Huaijin turned around, beckoned to Wen Yinhe in front of the mirror, and said with a slight part of his thin lips, “Come here and help me take off my coat.”

Wen Yinhe's Adam's apple bobbed. He put down the dumbbells, strode over to Lu Huaijin, and reached out to help Lu Huaijin unbutton his suit jacket.

He had just exercised, his breathing was slightly rapid, every muscle in his arm was engorged with blood, and you could clearly see the throbbing veins on his reddened skin, covered with a thin layer of sweat.

The scalding heat emanated from his tall frame, searing Lu Huaijin's cheeks almost touching him, enveloping Lu Huaijin in Wen Yinhe's intense hormonal aura.

Lu Huaijin's eyes darkened instantly. He licked his lips and spoke, his voice strangely hoarse: "I'm a little thirsty."

Wen Yinhe paused for a moment, then folded Lu Huaijin's suit jacket and set it aside, saying obediently, "Then I'll get you some water..."

"I don't want to drink water."

Lu Huaijin suddenly interrupted him, his slender fingers tracing circles along Wen Yinhe's chest muscles, deliberately brushing against a certain spot with a flirtatious touch.

This startled Wen Yinhe, causing his entire massive pectoral muscles to twitch before instantly tensing up.

He laughed gleefully, his narrow, upturned eyes gleaming with a wicked allure: "I want to lick every drop of sweat off your body."

Once off-camera, Lu Huaijin relentlessly flirted with Wen Yinhe, constantly pushing Wen Yinhe's limits of patience.

Although most of the time Wen Yinhe doesn't need to be patient.

However, the two of them still had a mission to complete at the moment.

If I did it, it would definitely take at least an hour or two to finish. After that, I would have to mop the floor, take a shower, and do laundry. If I got busy, I wouldn't be able to submit the photos all afternoon.

Wen Yinhe held his breath, grasped Lu Huaijin's fidgeting hand, and then squeezed it reassuringly, apologizing gently and shyly: "Sorry, not now, we have to save it for taking pictures."

Lu Huaijin knew how to grasp the key points: "Then you can lick it after filming, right?"

As she spoke, she deliberately stuck out her soft, flexible tongue in front of Wen Yinhe, wetting her dry lips and leaving a glistening trail.

Wen Yinhe had witnessed the power of this tongue countless times. Instantly, a series of erotic images flashed through his mind, causing his muscles to become even more congested with blood. Hot blood rushed to his abdomen, making his breathing quicken.

If we let Lu Huaijin keep teasing us, we won't be able to take a single photo all day.

Wen Yinhe suddenly pressed down on Lu Huaijin's shoulder in silence, turned him upside down in front of the mirror, and then tightened his strong arms around Lu Huaijin's waist from behind.

Just as Lu Huaijin had predicted, the white shirt was instantly creased inwards by the fabric, turning the once luxurious and expensive material into a crumpled piece of paper that clung to Lu Huaijin's skin, outlining his slender and narrow waist.

Wen Yinhe pressed his large, hot palms firmly against Lu Huaijin's thin belly with a strong and powerful force. His palms were almost completely pressed against Lu Huaijin's belly, separated only by a thin layer of fabric.

This gave Lu Huaijin the feeling that Wen Yinhe had pinned him down and he couldn't move, a feeling of security and possession that made every pore on his body feel comfortable and open.

The two are actually about the same height.

Standing behind Lu Huaijin, Wen Yinhe couldn't rest his chin on his partner's head like in the example pictures online. Instead, he could only bury his face in Lu Huaijin's sideburns from the side, gently sucking on his earlobe.

A jolt, like an electric shock, came through my sensitive ears.

Lu Huaijin's back trembled instinctively, and his head involuntarily tilted back, pressing closer to Wen Yinhe's burning body, his lips slightly parted as he breathed.

He looked at himself in the mirror.

At this moment, his crisp white shirt was crumpled by a muscular, strong arm.

The man's large palms were outstretched, almost covering his entire vulnerable belly. The veins on his arms were bulging, and his five fingers were slightly clenched, like the claws of a wild beast, imprisoning him in his palms.

Her other arm involuntarily gripped Lu Huaijin's hand hanging by his side, kneading it passionately.

Lu Huaijin felt uneasy, so he curled his fingers and rubbed them against Wen Yinhe's warm, damp palm, his voice revealing an unbearable desire as he said in a low voice:

"You can put your hand in and touch it."

Without the slightest hesitation, Wen Yinhe slid his large hand into Lu Huaijin's narrow sleeve, tracing his hand up Lu Huaijin's wrist and down to his forearm. The snow-white sleeve piled up on Lu Huaijin's slender, fair forearm.

But his hands were too big and too wide, only the three long fingers in the middle could fit through, with most of his palm and wrist still outside.

The cufflinks were taut, and the narrow cuffs bulged as if they were about to burst from being roughly stretched.

Lu Huaijin's body went numb instantly, and a soft, comfortable sensation spread from his forearm to his whole body, almost causing his legs to give way.

Even now, Lu Huaijin's tie still hung neatly on Wen Yinhe's arm, quite eye-catching.

Lu Huaijin clicked his tongue, displeased, and grabbed the end of the tie, holding it to Wen Yinhe's lips, commanding:

"Open your mouth and bite down."

Wen Yinhe obediently opened his mouth and gently picked up the expensive tie with the tip of his teeth.

The dark tie complemented Wen Yinhe's handsome, fair face. The man's eyelashes were slightly lowered, and deep eddies were hidden in his eyes. He looked like a tamed beast who had willingly put on chains and handed himself over to Lu Huaijin.

While it appears that Lu Huaijin is the one who is imprisoned, Wen Yinhe himself is actually willing to be controlled and captured by Lu Huaijin and submit to him.

Lu Huaijin was finally completely satisfied with the composition this time.

He struggled to lift his phone, turned on the camera, and adjusted the angle in front of the mirror—

"Crack".