Jing Shaoci didn't care about any retribution for Su Miao. Even if he died, it was his own fault.

But Li Fengzhi...

"Do you want to care?"

Yan Zixiu was silent for a while, then said, "No matter."

This answer was somewhat unexpected by Jing Shaoci. After all, Li Fengzhi was not only an agent, but they were also friends in private.

"Why?"

Yan Zixiu narrowed his eyes and whispered, "Only when a person's bottom line is exhausted can he see how unworthy the expectations and sufferings of days and nights are." No

matter how many words others persuade him, it is useless as long as Li Fengzhi himself is willing to give Su Miao a chance.

He was just talking about the matter, but Jing Shaoci's eyes revealed a little bit of depression after hearing this.

He was about to say something, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Zixiu, it's almost time to put on makeup."

Yan Zixiu replied with a "OK", and then left Jing Shaoci alone in the bedroom to change clothes.

After the styling team came in, they either gasped secretly or stood there like wooden sculptures.

What kind of magical entertainment company is Xingyi? Do the employees have to look so good?

The four people in front of them looked like a top boy band. The one with peach blossom eyes who looked a bit charming seemed to be the pampered youngest in the group, and the agent who smiled as gentle as jade was the captain with the best temper.

Yan Zixiu, with that face, was undoubtedly the center, and the abstinence male god next to him with breathtakingly handsome features was the face of the group.

The sleepiness that was forced to get up early in the morning was swept away in an instant, and the staff who had feasted their eyes became visibly alert.

Because of the need to draw arm tattoos, the filming team also hired a professional tattoo artist at a high price.

After the highlighter was set up, the makeup assistant began to take out makeup tools from the box.

Everything was ready, the tattoo artist began to draw complex flame patterns on Yan Zixiu's left arm, while the makeup artist put on makeup on the other side.

Because it was an exotic style, the makeup artist deliberately deepened the contours of his facial features, adding a mixed-race style with high eyebrows and deep eyes.

When the makeup part was finished, Su Miao couldn't move his eyes when looking at Yan Zixiu in the mirror.

After putting on the silver wig, the stylist tied up the long hair high with a black and gold hair crown, and the ponytail at the back hung down to the waist.

After the whole arm tattoo was finished, the tattoo artist sprayed a special protective film, and then Yan Zixiu got up and went to the bedroom to change his clothes.

When he came out, he was wearing a long down jacket, wrapped tightly.

Li Fengzhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. Although he had to die sooner or later, at least he could breathe a sigh of relief if he let Mr. Jing see the clothes later.

When they got out of the hotel and got in the car, Jing Shaoci took the seat next to Yan Zixiu, while Li Fengzhi and Su Miao sat in the back car. As soon as

Yan Zixiu got in the car, he closed his eyes and rested, as if he had fallen into a light sleep.

A few minutes after the business car drove out, Jing Shaoci saw him nodding his head with his peripheral vision, and said expressionlessly: "Lean on me." Yan Zixiu

's eyes narrowed slightly, and then replied: "No need."

He was wearing makeup on his face, and if it rubbed against the other person's clothes, he didn't know how many gold ingots he would have to pay.

Jing Shaoci saw that he closed his eyes again, and suddenly leaned over.

Feeling the other person's breath approaching, Yan Zixiu immediately opened his eyes, only to see Jing Shaoci's face very close, and almost the entire left half of his body leaned over.

Just as he was about to ask, the seat suddenly fell back in an arc, and then Jing Shaoci sat back.

Realizing that the other party's move was to lower the seat for him to be more comfortable, Yan Zixiu said, "Thank you."

Jing Shaoci did not say anything, but just looked ahead indifferently.

The car drove for about an hour, and when it was close to the plateau, it changed to an off-road vehicle.

When we arrived at the destination, the clouds in the distance had already turned red.

All the scenes had been prepared in advance, and the assistant director came over with a herdsman carrying two cages.

"Xiao Yan, there are two golden eagles here. The female one is about ten kilograms, and the male one is fifteen kilograms. Would you like to try both?"

In order to better present the shooting effect, the size of the golden eagle is naturally the bigger the better, but the weight is too heavy, and the assistant director is worried that he will not be able to lift it.

Li Fengzhi squatted down and lifted the hood to take a look. Just as he was about to raise his head to speak, Yan Zixiu said calmly: "No need to try, a male one will do."

The assistant director saw that he was so straightforward and didn't waste time, so he immediately directed the staff to start filming.

The makeup artist ran over to touch up his makeup. After that, the stylist carefully took two rings from the assistant and put them on his index and ring fingers.

"If you feel loose, tell me immediately, and don't lose it."

Just kidding, the cat's eye stone on the ring setting is worth nearly a million. If it is lost, he can't afford to sell it.

Yan Zixiu nodded slightly and hummed.

After everything was ready, he turned and walked towards the cliff.

The moment Yan Zixiu took off his down jacket, Jing Shaoci's dark eyes suddenly showed a cold and fierce look.

From the protruding Adam's apple to the shallow groove between the pectoral muscles, coupled with the evenly-proportioned mermaid line, it looks extremely seductive against the backdrop of fair skin.

The distinct clavicle, the narrow waist tied with a gold chain, and the two long, straight legs below, the figure alone is already soul-stirring.

Coupled with Yan Zixiu's face, it is no exaggeration to say that it is fascinating.

Yan Zixiu handed the down jacket to Li Fengzhi, and then reached out to take the jewel-studded curved knife from the staff's hand.

His left arm was covered with golden flame tattoos, and his right arm was covered with black and gold armor gloves that reached his upper arm.

Even though it was his own style, the stylist was so impressed by how handsome he was.

At this moment, Jing Shaoci took off his coat with a very cold face. He took two steps but was quickly blocked by Su Miao.

"So you can lose your temper sometimes."

Jing Shaoci looked at him with a cold look in his eyes.

Su Miao crossed his arms and said teasingly, "Why, you can't stand Yan Zixiu showing his abdominal muscles? What if we get on the bed..."

"Get lost."

Jing Shaoci didn't even bother to talk to him, but every time he took a step, Su Miao blocked him, which immediately made his already limited patience run out.

Li Fengzhi soon noticed the situation here, and ran over to protect Su Miao behind him.

"Mr. Jing, this is Zixiu's job. If you go up to stop the filming, he will probably be angry."

When he heard the word angry, Jing Shaoci clenched his fingers holding his coat, but finally loosened them.

At this time, Yan Zixiu stood on the edge of the cliff. The herdsmen took out the male golden eagle and placed it on his right arm.

The director was relieved to see that he didn't show any expression of difficulty. After making some adjustments, he officially started filming.

At first, the drone was used for aerial photography, and the entire Liaokua Plateau was captured in the picture.

When the sun rises, the golden light shines on Yan Zixiu.

The camera slowly raises the lens from bottom to top, and the cold wind blows up his cloak and silver hair behind him.

Just as the golden eagle on his right arm spreads its huge wings, Yan Zixiu's lips curl up, then slowly open his eyes and turn to look at the camera.

The gilded light crosses the blade of the curved knife. At this moment, his eyes are both evil and lonely, full of aggressive oppression.

This momentum is full of wildness like a gale, and anyone under this gaze will unconsciously develop a fear that has nowhere to hide.

Just like a prey being targeted by a beast, Yan Zixiu at this moment transformed into the legendary King of the Western Regions, and everyone who saw him could not help but kneel down and surrender.

The temperature was more than twenty degrees below zero, and even if you wore thick clothes, your hands and feet would be numb after

a while. After the director called out "Cut", Jing Shaoci grabbed the down jacket from Li Fengzhi's arms and immediately strode towards Yan Zixiu.

After wrapping him up tightly, he lowered his eyes and looked at Yan Zixiu and said, "Can't the Jing family afford to support you?"

This sudden anger made Yan Zixiu stunned for a moment. He turned his head and looked at the other party and said, "What do you mean?"

Jing Shaoci did not answer him, but opened the thermos cup with a cold face, poured the ginger tea inside into the cup lid, and stuffed it into his hand.

Yan Zixiu drank in small sips. Through the dense mist, he glanced at Jing Shaoci, who was colder than the wind.

At this moment, the assistant director came over and said that he wanted to reshoot one more take. Upon hearing this, Yan Zixiu immediately handed the cup lid back to him.

After changing four or five locations, the four of them returned to the hotel at three o'clock in the afternoon.

As soon as they arrived at the room, Jing Shaoci immediately prepared cold medicine, and when Yan Zixiu came out after changing his clothes, he placed it heavily in front of him.

"Drink it."

Yan Zixiu first glanced at the cup, then raised his eyes and looked at him and said, "You must have been a candy man maker in your previous life."

"Because you can get angry very easily."

Li Fengzhi started to have a fever on the way back because he gave his coat to Su Miao.

After taking the medicine, he lay on the bed, but his eyes kept looking at Su Miao, as if he couldn't see enough.

Seeing him like this, Su Miao took his hand and said, "Do you want to eat something?"

Li Fengzhi saw that he cared about him, so he smiled with satisfaction and said, "Just you stay with me."

The atmosphere between the two was rare and warm, but the mobile phone next to him suddenly rang.

Su Miao looked at the screen of the phone and found that it was a former bed partner.

He was about to get up and go out to answer it, but Li Fengzhi held his hand tightly, "Can you... don't leave."

Su Miao smiled and leaned over to kiss him on the lips, but finally broke away from his hand.

Li Fengzhi looked at his back as he walked out, and his eyes dimmed little by little.

Su Miao had an appointment with his bed partner on the other side, and he didn't plan to waste time here.

Although Yan Zixiu was so handsome that made him itch, it was meaningless to look at him if he couldn't eat him.

He thought of an excuse and went back to the bedroom. Unexpectedly, Li Fengzhi seemed to have sensed something and said, "You are leaving, right?"

Su Miao raised his eyebrows and was about to act coquettishly with him, but Li Fengzhi said in a flat voice, "Su Miao, if one day you get tired of me, will you break up with me?"

Su Miao heard this and immediately leaned on his chest and said, "How could that be? As long as you don't mention breaking up, I will never leave you."

Just after saying this, he felt bored and suddenly remembered something, and then slowly raised the corners of his lips.

Su Miao rubbed against Li Fengzhi coquettishly and said in a soft voice: "Hubby, I won't leave."

The reason why he changed his mind temporarily was because he just thought of a good way to force Li Fengzhi to break up with him.