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"Brother Wang Ping, what was thrown away just now...?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Wang Ping yelled, covering up Ji Zuo's question, and fooling around with it.

The next moment, Wang Ping directly pulled out a shirt from the suitcase, walked away with his back to Ji, and threw it over.

Ji Zuo reached out to pick it up, and unfolded it—it was a shirt with a lot of embroidery, which was not suitable for pajamas no matter how you looked at it.

"Brother Wang Ping..."

"Just wear this! Nothing else!"

Wang Ping quickly interrupted Ji Zou's words, stood up at the same time, and rushed to his bed.

A second later, Wang Pingfei threw himself on the bed and smashed his head into the pillow.

Two seconds later, Wang Ping pulled out the pillow, covered the back of his head, pressed both sides of the pillow with both hands, and pressed his head tightly.

A muffled sound came from under the pillow.

"Good night!!!"

·

Wang Ping said good night, but he didn't fall asleep at first. He closed his eyes and felt that Ji Zuo turned him over and wiped his face. When Ji Zuo went to take a bath, he quietly got up and changed into his pajamas.

Then rolled into bed, wrapped himself into a cocoon with the quilt, flushed from the heat.

Wang Ping didn't know how to face Ji Zou with his flushed face, but the power of alcohol was stronger than he thought, and Ji Zou fell asleep before he finished taking a shower.

When he woke up the next day, Wang Ping felt in a daze that something soft and soft had been pressed against his forehead, and it would break apart instantly.

Wang Ping turned to the side, and just about to go back to sleep, he opened his eyes suddenly.

Wang Ping lifted the quilt and sat up, looked at Ji Zuo who was buttoning the last button of his shirt, and muttered, "You kissed me secretly."

"I'm sorry." Ji Zuo said without guilt, "I'm a little sleepy, so refresh yourself."

Wang Ping rubbed his forehead, glanced at the alarm clock, and found that it was only seven o'clock in the morning.

"Why are you up so early?"

"I'm leaving." Ji Zuo put on his suit jacket and began to tie himself. "There's an announcement in the afternoon—I'm flying this morning, and Tong Le arranged an airport shoot for me."

Wang Ping rubbed his forehead with his hand, and felt his head hurt several times in an instant. He leaned on the head of the bed and said "oh", because of the headache, he was a little tired.

Wang Ping lowered his head and tugged at the corner of the quilt, and said in a low voice, "Then I won't be able to see you again..."

Ji Zuo was halfway through his tie, when he heard Wang Ping's words, he stopped his fingers, walked towards him, sat on the edge of the bed, and touched his head.

Ji Zou's fingers were icy, and it was very comfortable to touch his head. Wang Ping raised his eyes and stared at Ji Zou.

"Two days of work, and then one day off." Ji Zou said gently, "Where are you the day after tomorrow? I'll fly over to find you?"

Ji Zou and Wang Ping are quite close, and Wang Ping can see the bruises under his eyes—he knows the intensity of Wu Guangji's subordinates rushing to the show, Ji Zou finished ahead of schedule, and came to see his concert again, and took care of himself last night.

It seems that Ji Zuo doesn't need to sleep, and seems to be able to participate in the Olympic triathlon, but Wang Ping doesn't want to torment him that much.

"En." Wang Ping perfunctory, "Let's talk about it later."

After Wang Ping finished speaking, he looked at Ji Zou's suit again, and asked, "By the way—are you filming at the airport this morning?"

"Yes, I heard that it seems to be an appointment for a fashion magazine."

"Then what do you think..." Wang Ping looked at Ji Zou's slightly wrinkled suit, and said mildly, "Where is your suit, fashionable...?"

"Tong Le didn't say that he had to be very fashionable." Ji Zuo didn't care, "He said that the clothes I usually wear are fine."

Almost all of Ji Zuo's clothes are black suits. In winter, he adds a coat, and in summer he only wears shirts. There is no need for many changes. Such clothes can be suitable for almost all occasions.

"Then you are really too insensitive to the fashion industry." Wang Ping shook his head, disapproving, "If you are like this, you will be rejected by the five major magazines."

In fact, whether it’s filming or TV series, those who can be recognized by the fashion circle will have an easier time getting commercial endorsements in the future.

Although Ji Zuo may be an artistic talent who focuses on making movies, he doesn't want Ji Zuo to be underestimated by the fashion circle.

"Wait a minute, it just so happens that Holt sent me clothes, and I'll lend them to you."

As Wang Ping spoke, he lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed. Wang Ping walked to the closet. When he got to the closet, he looked down and saw the pair of underwear lying on the ground.

From last night until now, these pants have been thrown here.

Wang Ping "..."

Wang Ping silently kicked it away, opened the door of the closet, and revealed a few neatly ironed and hung clothes inside - flowers, a little exaggerated design, very aurora.

When Wang Ping opened the closet door, the light was on inside. He buried his head in the closet, looked at the clothes one by one, and finally picked out the innermost set and took it out in front of Ji Zuo.

Wang Ping held up the clothes and gestured at Ji Zou - this set of clothes was a bit similar to the one that Huot asked him to wear for Ji Zou last time.

Both belong to the museum series, which is the presentation of the brand character of aurora, which is calm and atmospheric.

"Looks good." Wang Ping handed the hanger to Ji Zou, "Just wear this set - I guarantee you will impress the audience."

"This is what Hult sent you?" Ji Zuo didn't answer it, but asked, "What's new next season?"

"Yep."

"Then I still don't wear it, and send it to the brand spokesperson. It may involve a contract or other issues."

Ji Zuo also often passed some contracts and understood the pros and cons of them.

"It's okay." Wang Ping insisted on holding the clothes to Ji Zou, "Hot also said before that I can borrow clothes to go out - you can wear them, I think this dress... suits you quite well."

Wang Ping really wanted to see Ji Zou wear this suit, but he didn't say it directly, but his anticipation had already made it clear.

"Okay." Ji Zou looked at the expectant light in Wang Ping's eyes, stopped insisting, took the hanger, "I'll go and wear it."

Ji went to the bathroom to change clothes, and came out after a while. As soon as he opened the bathroom door, Wang Ping's eyes lit up——

Although he doesn't have makeup or hair yet, Ji Zuo is already handsome. His temperament is calm, so he can dress Aurora's sinking side very well.

"Is it good-looking?" Ji Zou asked.

"cough……"

Wang Ping coughed in embarrassment, touched the side unconsciously with his fingers, and randomly picked up the first accessory he touched.

Wang Ping glanced down at the accessories in his hand, felt that it was inappropriate to put it down, then glanced at Ji Zou's clothes, finally chose a chain, and walked towards Ji Zou.

"Add this." Wang Ping opened the chain pin, grabbed the pocket of Ji Zuo's suit jacket, and poked the pin in.

Ji Zuo lowered his eyes, and could see Wang Ping's smooth neck with soft hair.

and red ears.

Ji Zuo raised his hand and touched Wang Ping's back neck.

"What are you doing!" Wang Ping just put the chain on Ji Zou when his neck was touched. He jumped back and looked at Ji Zou in horror.

"It's nothing." Ji Zuo didn't explain, "My time is up and I'm leaving."

Before Wang Ping could speak, Ji Zuo said again: "If you don't see me off, sleep a little longer, you have to go to interview at noon."

Wang Ping: "..."

Ji Zuo seemed to know everything, even when he wanted to see him off at the airport.

Wang Ping couldn't compete with Ji Zuo, so he obediently said "Yes" and bargained: "Just go to the door."

"..."

Ji Zuo felt weak and nodded: "Okay, just go to the door."

Wearing soft slippers and pajamas, Wang Ping walked Ji Zuo to the door, watched him step out, leaned against the door frame, and waved.

"Ji's walk is in vain."

"Baibai." Standing in the corridor, Ji Zou felt that the temperature was several degrees lower than indoors; he turned his head and glanced outside the rainy window, pressed the doorknob, pushed it in, and coaxed, "It's raining, it's cold outside, go in rest."

Wang Ping didn't say anything, and his mood was not high, but he obediently retreated into the room.

Ji Zuo closed the door for him, and then walked towards the elevator entrance - there were no elevators in the hotel early in the morning, and soon there was a "ding" sound when it reached Ji Zuo's floor.

The elevator door opened, revealing the brightly lit interior of the elevator. Just as Ji Zuo was about to go in, he heard a soft shout.

"Ji Zou."

Ji Zuo turned his head and saw Wang Ping opened the door to a gap, and poked a small head out of the gap.

Keep the agreement, did not come out.

"what happened?"

"That..." Wang Ping hesitated, "Why don't you come here."

Wang Ping seemed to be afraid that Ji Zuo would not understand, and added: "On the day you rest, you still come to see me, okay?"

·

Ji Zuo took two shots at the airport today.

In the beginning, it was indeed a photo shoot wearing Aurora's clothes, and even the editor of the fashion magazine had already sent out the photos, but 1 minute later, these photos were deleted by her own hands.

Because Ji Zuo contacted her.

Explain that there is something wrong with the clothing, and ask to take another shot.

Ji Zuo contacted her in person, with a very good attitude. After sincerely apologizing, he explained that he would reimburse all travel expenses, and he could also accept other compensation, and even apologize in person.

The magazine editor hurriedly said no, no need, and sent someone to the airport. When Ji walked out to shoot, he had already put on Aurora's new season. After the shooting, the editorial department of the fashion magazine received a big gift box from Ji Zou's studio, which can be described as sincerity And very apologetic.

Two hours late, Ji Zuo's airport blockbuster was released, fans, fashion magazines and Ji Zuo were all very satisfied.

Sitting in the nanny's car back to the hotel, Ji Zuo looked at the lights of the street through the window, and still had lingering fears.

When Wang Ping lent him his clothes, he was indeed dazzled by joy. He got on the plane, but quickly figured out what was wrong with this matter——

It's too small, it's just that Wang Ping lent a piece of clothing to a friend, but it's too big, if Huot's clothes are only for Wang Ping, or if he is not satisfied with Ji Zou himself...

In case Wang Ping loses the endorsement of Aurora because of this trivial matter.

Ji Zuo took out the mineral water inserted in the car door, took a sip, and sighed softly, but the tight string in his heart did not loosen.

"It's here, boss." Tang Jialin

Ji Zuo got out of the car with mineral water, got on the elevator, and felt a little weird when he got to the floor where he lived.

His floor was supposed to be vacated, with only his team inhabited; but now, the corridors echoed with the voices of very jolly men.

"I saw pandas eating pandas, and Siberian tigers eating Siberian tigers."

Ji Zou: "..."

At night, how could someone eat pandas and Siberian tigers in the hotel? Would it be a bit too fierce?

Ji Zuo left the elevator room and was about to see what was going on, but as soon as he walked into the corridor, he forgot everything in an instant.

Wang Ping sat cross-legged on the ground, immediately turned off his cell phone when he saw Ji walking, and stood up.

"Ji go!"

"Brother Wang Ping?" Ji Zuo walked over quickly, "Why are you here?"

Wang Ping: "..."

It's a long story.

Wang Ping seemed a bit embarrassed to speak, he thought for a while and said, "It's nothing, it's just the clothes."

"……clothing?"

The joy of meeting Wang Ping just now was dilute in an instant, Ji Zuo's heart tightened, and he asked in a low voice, "Is there any dissatisfaction with Huot?"

Did what I was worried about really happen?

"How do you know?!" Wang Ping glanced at Ji Zou in surprise, and sighed, "Hot is very dissatisfied—he asked me, why did you wear super-season clothes, delete them and borrow current season clothes, And the one you borrowed doesn't suit you at all."

Speaking of this, Wang Ping was also a little unhappy - the suit he matched with Ji Zou's temperament was the most suitable, and the chain was the finishing touch.

"..." Ji Zuo was a little at a loss, "Is this the kind of dissatisfaction?"

"Nothing else..." Ji Zuo murmured.

No Hult tantrums, no off endorsements?

"Oh... so what..." Thinking of this, Wang Ping's ears suddenly turned red. He licked his lips and said softly, "There is still a little bit of dissatisfaction..."

This morning, after Wang Ping lent the clothes to Ji Zao, he immediately sent a WeChat message to Huo Te according to the requirement in the previous contract that he needed to report to Huo Te, saying that he had lent the clothes to Ji Zao.

Huo Te immediately sent him a call and asked Wang Ping, "Which suit did you wear for him? Did you wear it?"

After Wang Ping told the truth, Huo Te broke down and yelled: "That's a matching model specially designed by me!!! It's the two sides of Aurora!! It's too boring for him to wear alone!! You should be like a sunflower , stand with him!! These clothes cannot be separated!!”

Even so, Huot and Wang Ping waited for the fashion magazine to publish the picture.

Then we witnessed the whole process of deleting and republishing pictures in the magazine.

Another phone call came from Huot: "Why are the photos deleted again??? I can't understand!!!"

"Me neither." Wang Ping said bluntly.

"..." Holt was silent for a while, and then became excited again, "Forget it, so, you go to ask him tonight——use your spokesperson status to invite him to promote the next season, see Let's see if he does it."

"So... so that's it, that suit and the other, are... a match."

Wang Ping stammered as he continued to build his mind—it was a match, it was Aurora with two sides, it was not a couple model, it was not...

After Wang Ping quickly explained, he took out another ticket holder, slipped out two air tickets, and shook Ji Zou in front of him: "So come to France with me, wear matching styles, and do some publicity for Aurora?"

·

The trip to France went smoothly, and Ji Zuo's Schengen visa is still valid, so he can just go abroad.

They had a three-day itinerary in France, shooting magazines, commercials, and materials; on the first day, they shot French vogue first, and when they arrived at the studio, Hult was already waiting for them at the studio.

Huot had high requirements on the makeup artist, and he repeated revisions three times before he supervised the makeup artist to draw his ideal makeup and sent Ji Zuo and Wang Ping into the studio.

Wang Ping is already familiar with two-dimensional shooting, Ji Zuo can do everything effortlessly, and cooperates tacitly with the photographer.

After dozens of shutters, Holt leaned over to look at it, flipped through it, pursed his lips, and shook his head.

"It's a bit short." Holt gestured with his fingers out of thin air, and pouted, "Ping, I think you should be closer to Mr. Ji."

close……

Wang Ping didn't know how to get close to Ji Zuo.

Wang Ping was still hesitating, but Ji Zuo had already picked up a bouquet of fresh roses on the ground for the set. He grabbed the stem of the rose in his mouth and moved towards Wang Ping.

next moment.

Wang Ping felt his lips being gently touched by rose petals, and a strong floral fragrance swept over him.

The author has something to say: Does kissing have to be mouth-to-mouth?

Ji Zou: not necessarily