Chapter 73 Hot Boy Style
After resting for a day at Jiang Yanyu's home, the two officially began their busy schedule.
Jiang Yanyu will accompany Luo Qinglin to watch a haute couture show on the first day, and will go to the scheduled brand show for rehearsal and fitting in the next two weeks.
Luo Qinglin had to keep running around the shows, most of the time sitting in the audience watching Jiang Yanyu, and a few times he would go to an independent show alone to watch the show.
The first day's show was scheduled for 6pm at a hotel on the Champs-Elysées. It was the first women's haute couture show of the young brand Etoile.
At noon, the two rushed to the hotel from home. Jiang Yanyu opened the wardrobe and picked out clothes for Luo Qinglin one by one.
The black lace belly-baring vest she was wearing was too short. Luo Qinglin felt that her abdomen was empty and air was leaking, so she reached out to pull the vest down from time to time.
The leather pants on his lower body were so short and tight that they seemed to be stuck to his skin. Luo Qinglin felt that he had never worn such tight pants in his life.
"Do I have to dress like this?" Luo Qinglin asked with a frown.
Jiang Yanyu held his chin and thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "It really doesn't suit you very well. Change into another one."
Following instructions, makeup artist Emma took out a pink vest and white short jeans from the closet, paired them with a leather jacket with rivets and handed them over.
Is there any difference between this and the one he's wearing?
Luo Qinglin sighed, took the clothes, and walked into the fitting room again.
There was a thick layer of long feathers sewn on the corners of the jeans. It was fluffy and soft, and it tickled Luo Qinglin's legs when he walked. It made him feel even more uncomfortable than the previous set.
"Don't you think this set doesn't fit you?" Luo Qinglin said, pulling his pants.
Jiang Yanyu's eyes lit up, and he was very satisfied. He told Emma, "Use this set to make him up."
I thought I only needed to apply a layer of foundation and draw eyebrows, but when Emma took out the sunset eyeshadow palette and the shimmering liquid highlighter, Luo Qinglin realized that something was wrong.
"Wait!" Luo Qinglin leaned back and stopped her, "Can you just draw your eyebrows and contour your face?"
"No." Jiang Yanyu smiled and raised his mobile phone to take photos and videos.
"Wait a minute!" Luo Qinglin looked at the brown eyeliner that was getting closer and closer, panicking, "This doesn't suit me!"
Jiang Yanyu retorted slowly, "What's inappropriate about it? Does Mr. Luo think that men can't put on eyeliner and highlights?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect you still have such a stereotype." Jiang Yanyu shook his head deliberately.
"Don't accuse me of anything," Luo Qinglin asked indignantly, "If you like this kind of makeup, why don't you do it yourself? Why do you have to ask me to do it?"
Jiang Yanyu leaned over and looked at Luo Qinglin steadily, "Because you are prettier than me."
"Because..." Jiang Yanyu leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I like to see you become different. For example, you are like this now, which makes me feel itchy. Do you understand?"
"I also want others to know that no matter how much they like you, it's useless because you are mine." Jiang Yanyu said close to Luo Qinglin's ear.
"What do you mean by yours or mine..." Luo Qinglin turned his head and whispered, "Don't act like the whole world likes me. You're being too self-indulgent."
"So are you still going to put on makeup?" Jiang Yanyu asked, trying not to laugh.
Being coaxed like this, the resistance in his heart was reduced again and again. Luo Qinglin was quiet for a moment, then slowly raised his head and closed his eyes facing the makeup artist.
The brush gently brushed on the eyelids, and the smell of powder lingered in the air, flying up and down, landing on Luo Qinglin's cheeks.
After completing the makeup, Emma dipped some brown eye shadow between the bristles of the brush and lightly shook the powder on Luo Qinglin's face to create a natural freckle makeup.
"Okay, Mr. Jiang." Emma said as she put away the brush.
Luo Qinglin opened his eyes, quickly picked up the mirror and looked at his face.
The makeup is not as exaggerated as imagined, except that the light brown blush on the cheeks and nose bridge is a bit heavy, coupled with tiny "freckles", it has a millennial hot boy vibe.
The eyeliner droops downwards, which emphasizes the innocence of the peach blossom eyes and mostly neutralizes the "spicy" taste of the lower half of the face.
Jiang Yanyu looked at the person in the mirror with greedy eyes, as if attracted by a magnet, staring at the mirror without blinking.
Jiang Yanyu waved her hand, and Emma quickly packed up her makeup bag and left the hotel room.
Looking at Emma in the mirror and hurriedly leaving, Luo Qinglin asked, "You don't wear makeup?"
"I'm just going to a show, why should I put on makeup?" Jiang Yanyu leaned over and said, "Besides, do I need makeup on this face?"
This stinky vixen.
Luo Qinglin glared at Jiang Yanyu in the mirror, then shifted his gaze to his own lips.
A layer of transparent, slightly reddish mirror lip gloss was applied on the lips, making the lips look much fuller than before. Her lips were pink and shiny, which made Luo Qinglin feel uncomfortable and wanted to wipe them.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved his hand, he was grabbed by Jiang Yanyu.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Yanyu asked, staring at the person in the mirror.
"I don't like this lipstick. It's sticky and uncomfortable." Luo Qinglin complained.
Hearing this, Jiang Yanyu quickly smiled, pointed to the side of her neck and said, "Then wipe here and wipe off the lipstick."
Jiang Yanyu's Adam's apple was so close to him. Luo Qinglin wanted to step back, but was grabbed by the back of his neck.
"Why are you running? You don't even want to stamp a seal when I ask you to?" Jiang Yanyu said with dissatisfaction, glancing sideways.
As soon as he spoke, Jiang Yanyu's Adam's apple moved slightly, sometimes up and sometimes down, which made Luo Qinglin want to reach out and touch it, covering it to stop it from moving.
With his neck restrained and unable to move, Luo Qinglin had no choice but to look away and whispered, "Can you please stop joking..."
Jiang Yanyu stared at those full, shining lips and was silent for a while. When he spoke, he felt extremely aggrieved. "I'm not kidding. I just want others to know that I like you. Is this not okay?"
"I just want you to give me a stamp," Jiang Yanyu lowered his eyes and asked disappointedly, "Isn't this... possible?"
Luo Qinglin raised his eyebrows, his eyes widened, shocked at the speed at which the vixen changed her expression.
Luo Qinglin observed the vixen in silence for a few seconds. Jiang Yanyu still didn't say anything, looking as if he had suffered a great injustice.
Although he knew that Jiang Yanyu was acting, Luo Qinglin couldn't help but feel soft-hearted, especially after getting a glimpse of his unfortunate childhood a few days ago, he was even more reluctant to see him like this.
But he didn't have the courage to ask Luo Qinglin to come over and kiss him.
After hesitating for a while, Luo Qinglin closed his eyes, turned his head, and put his lips on the side of Jiang Yanyu's neck.
"Do it yourself." Luo Qinglin said with his eyes closed.
While Luo Qinglin had his eyes closed, Jiang Yanyu smiled triumphantly and, with a little force from his hands, made Luo Qinglin's lips fall to the side of her neck.
When the soft lips kissed the side of his neck, Jiang Yanyu swallowed subconsciously. The vibration of the throat penetrated the skin and resonated with Luo Qinglin's lips, causing a numbness like an electric shock.
Luo Qinglin sat upright with his body stiff, and kissed her for a long time, without any sign of relaxing the palm on the back of her neck.
"Hmm!" Luo Qinglin groaned, signaling Jiang Yanyu to let go.
After receiving the prompt, Jiang Yanyu let go of his hand obediently. However, as soon as Luo Qinglin's lips left, Jiang Yanyu stood up and placed his lips on his forehead.
The last time I kissed my forehead was when I was acting, but this time it wasn’t.
Luo Qinglin wanted to push Jiang Yanyu away, but when he put his hand on his chest, his strength suddenly faded. In the end, he just pushed lightly, and the force was so small that it could be ignored.
As Jiang Yanyu left with a kiss, he chuckled and whispered, "Now, you have also been stamped by me."
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At 11 o'clock in the morning Shanghai time, Si Moyu finally finished recording an outdoor variety show and returned to the nanny car to rest.
The nanny car drove all the way to the hotel. The female assistant soaked the cotton pad and gently wiped Si Moyu's makeup off.
"Tsk, where's my phone?"
He wanted to take a nap, but the assistant's actions woke Si Moyu up. He opened his eyes again, frowned, and looked for his phone impatiently.
The female assistant stopped and cautiously took out her cell phone from her pocket.
He opened WeChat and found that the friend request he sent to Luo Qinglin half a month ago had not been responded yet. Si Moyu switched to Weibo to check Luo Qinglin's account.
Sunrise at the Eiffel Tower?
Luo Qinglin went to Paris?
Si Moyu switched to the hot search page, and as expected, the first few items were all about Jiang Yanyu, all of them were hot and popular.
What a shameless marketing guy, a small model has to buy so many hot searches for himself. Si Moyu sneered and clicked on the first one [Jiang Yanyu is so hot].
I thought Jiang Yanyu was wearing strange clothes again to attract attention, but I didn't expect that the first Weibo post that popped up was all about Luo Qinglin's street look.
[Wangba Entertainment: Is the air in Paris poisonous? Jiang Yanyu's boyfriend turned out to be like this [Surprised.jpg]]
In the picture, Luo Qinglin not only put on sexy makeup, but also revealed a pair of slender white long legs and narrow waist. Her leather jacket was not worn properly, with half of her shoulders exposed.
The most infuriating thing is that in the last picture, Jiang Yanyu was actually hugging Luo Qinglin's waist, deliberately showing her kiss marks to the camera, smiling frivolously, like a cunning vixen.
The comments below are all occupied by fans, gays and cult CP fans:
[Sister-in-law’s legs!] prprpr! ! ! 】
【how pay!】 Look at the kiss mark on my brother’s neck! 】
[My sister-in-law is so spicy, shashasha!] 】
[Oh shit!] Is lql really gay? ! 】
[I am 1, Brother Qinglin is definitely a straight man. If I am not, I will be punished by being [fucked] by Brother Qinglin. 】
[I am 0, lql is definitely a straight man, otherwise you will punish me to be 1 with tears in my eyes [草] lql! 】
[The scheming 0 and 1 upstairs, brother and sister-in-law, don't tear down or rebel, refuse to talk nonsense, get out! 】
[Is our 'Linjiang' going to be? 555】
[Forget it, female geese should choose Ximin. LQL doesn’t look like a straight man. 】
[All the fans of the evil cult CP listen up, the sea of suffering is boundless, turn back now, don't be blind! 】
Is there anyone who supports Luo Qinglin and Jiang Yanyu, who are such a fake contract couple? Are these people blind?
Si Moyu became angrier and angrier as he watched. When his anger reached a critical point, he threw his phone against the car window, leaving spider-web-like cracks on the glass.
The female assistant was so frightened that her body trembled. She stole a glance at Si Moyu, then quickly lowered her head and remained silent.
When the driver heard the loud noise, he glanced at the rearview mirror to check the situation. When he saw Si Moyu's face turned red with anger, he quickly released the accelerator and slowed down.
The car fell into silence. The other two people dared not make a sound, trying their best to reduce their presence.
After a long time, Si Moyu picked up the phone that fell on the car mat. Ignoring the cracks on the screen, he slid the screen heavily and dialed his agent's number.
"Hello? I'm going to Paris."
"I don't care. I'll cancel all other trips."
"I'm going now!"
The author has something to say:
Si Moyu: Brother Qinglin, I’m here~
Jiang Yanyu: Monsters, retreat! retreat! retreat!
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