After being picked up by my old enemy, I am so fragrant

"I want you to endorse a chocolate product, do you want to do it?"

After the live broadcast was turned off, Yi Ting was entrusted with the task of communicating with Lansa again, so he went to ask his ancestors with a sad face.

Lanza poked out one of his bright eyes from behind the curtain, and asked vigilantly, "What is it?"

Yi Ting scratched his head and recalled, with a displeased expression on his face: "Snacks, edible, sweet, can be eaten in one bite, the kind that can melt in your mouth if it's soft."

"Why are you looking for me?" It didn't sound like a dangerous activity, so Lanza returned to his rocking chair gracefully, pretending to be calm again.

Yi Ting looked Lansa up and down with a pair of wolf eyes, thinking about what this guy could do.She curled her lips: "His family sells Jiuxin, saying that you have a good image, good temperament, and a thief. The organization doesn't swallow the money you earn, so it uses it to support you. Are you happy?"

Lanza asked back, "You are poor and can't afford anything?"

Yi Ting stepped over and thumped Lansa's shoulder angrily: "You're not considered poor! But who can resist your extravagant love of spending money?"

My shoulders were sore and numb, but it was quite comfortable.Lansa thought about it for a while, and squinted his eyes comfortably after being massaged: "What do you want me to do?"

"Just stop there, dangle around with chocolates, say a few words and you're done. You're not a professional idol, so you don't have so many demands." Seeing that Lansa didn't resist, the werewolf tried harder to express his usual distress, and beat harder and harder. It's getting more and more rhythmic.

"Let me think about it." Lansa was very reserved and self-conscious as an invitee, and put one hand around the tip of the werewolf's tail and squeezed, "Yes."

That's what I thought when I saw him licking his fur. It's fluffy and feels really good.

The werewolf shook his tail unhappily, dodging the messy hand, and looked uncomfortable: "What are you doing?"

"Grooming for you." Lansa, with the demeanor of a superior, took care of his subordinates confidently, and stroked the entire tail, "Why are you so tempered and your hair so soft?"

"How can there be bristles? Isn't that a hedgehog!"

The werewolf howled dryly for a while, cursing Lansa in a low voice.

That white hand made an inch of it, unconsciously touched the base of the werewolf's tail, and muttered: "Why is it so hot?"

Yi Ting frowned immediately, and jumped up as if an electric current had been drilled through his back. Bang Bang pressed Lansa's hands on the chair, and lowered his head intimidatingly: "Are you going to do it? Don't play with me."

If the two were on the street, the headlines in the community that day would be: A certain overbearing werewolf man was on the street, a beautiful vampire, with the intention of occupying him.

This posture really evokes bad associations, the werewolf is almost half pressed on the beautiful vampire.

Lansa turned his head slightly, avoiding the staring gaze of the werewolf, raised his knee to touch the man's waist, bent his elbow and bumped the man's face: "I agree to this. But you are not allowed Do this to me, let go, little wolf."

It became more and more obvious that the werewolf "hands and feet" to him, but Lansa was not as resistant as before.

Realizing this, Lansa's heart trembled again and again. He could actually control people's hearts. Could this be the power of this werewolf?

"Don't move around!" The ignorant werewolf who was dubbed with ulterior motives suddenly got up, covered his pants, and ran away with his tail between his legs. go!"

Lanza thought that the werewolf was forced to retreat by his own coercion, and stretched out his hand to touch the meritorious knee.

It was a little hot here just now, what happened?

The next day, Lansa was in every possible way...

Difficult to get off, and successfully used Didi Fighting Wolf service, riding on the back of a comfortable big wolf to the shooting location.

But when he landed, he was unhappy again.

There was no other reason. There were too many people on the scene. Unlike shopping, makeup artists, photographers and other staff had to be very close to him, all staring at today's protagonist. The blood prince, who had always been lonely, was very uncomfortable.

At any rate, the online live broadcast was through the screen, so they couldn't see their faces, but when the vivid faces stared at him, the rebellion and hostility in his heart slowly emerged.

Lansa's face was sinking, and he stubbornly announced to the werewolf: "No more shots."

"It's already here, so what's the matter with you?" Yi Ting had nothing to do with him, he couldn't make a fuss in front of so many people, so he shouted in a low voice, "Don't bring such troublesome people!"

Lanza was straightforward: "I don't like them."

Yi Ting didn't understand his thoughts again, and whispered in Lansa's ear angrily, "What do they have to do with you? You don't need to like or hate them, just make a film and leave."

The pointy ears were itchy from the werewolf, Lansa tilted her head back, staring at it with disappointment in her eyes: "You don't want to send me back?"

The werewolf frowned, and had a rare good temper: "No, I promised without regrets. You can see if they don't like it."

"They're staring at me." Lansa twisted his steps, walked behind Yi Ting, and said in a low voice, "The eyes are very bad."

Yi Ting glanced around his so-called "bad eyes" and clicked his tongue irritably.

This is not good, it is clearly eager to swallow him up.

Seeing a living blood prince for the first time in his life, or an old antique who woke up from a thousand-year sleep, who doesn't think it's fresh?

Hearing that he was going to accept this commercial, the staff was so excited that they couldn't avoid gossiping with family and friends after returning home.

"They look at you strangely, there is no malice." Yi Ting knocked on Lansa's head, very helpless, "Don't think about it."

Lansa felt a pain in his forehead, feeling that the werewolf was getting more and more presumptuous.Dare to touch him in front of so many people, does this mean that no one dares to look down on him?

Then I got angry, folded my arms and shook my head: "As long as there are human beings, I don't want to keep them. I want to leave, you find a way."

"What are you doing...!" Yi Ting was aggressive, ignoring the blood prince's unreasonable request, and picked him up and went to the shooting location.

Now Lansa resisted so much, he opened his mouth and bit the man's neck, how dare the werewolf make such an ambiguous and shameless gesture!

The onlookers saw that the recent star was locked in the arms of a strong werewolf, and he fluttered uncomfortably.

After sucking two mouthfuls of werewolf blood, he felt sweet and comfortable all over.It's just that Lansa's ears were red with anger, and he buried himself on Yi Ting's neck and whispered: "Put me down!"

The werewolf let go quickly. If Lansa hadn't reacted quickly and landed with his arms around the neck of the man, it would have been unsightly.

Lansa lowered his head, staring at the ground with blood-red eyes, his pointed nails almost scratched his sleeves, and whispered the atrocities of the werewolf: "Overbearing, arrogant, unreasonable."

Yi Ting touched the neck that was still oozing blood, and shook his sensitive ears: "What about me?"

Lanza shut up and ignored it.

To be fine is to be patient, Yi Ting has no choice but to talk to the filming party, and ask the staff to stay as far away as possible, or to block behind the props, so that they don't keep staring at Lansa.

After the field was cleared, Lanza

His complexion improved a lot, Yi Ting came back with a piece of chocolate and stuffed it in his hand.

Wolf's Claw pointed to the dark camera not far away: "I'll look at this later and say..."

Yi Ting obviously forgot his lines, and took out the card given by the filming party: "Read it like this."

It says: Intoxicated with chocolate, you are the one who loves you, have I fascinated you?

Before Lansa said anything, Yi Ting shuddered and touched his arm in disgust.

The blood prince who loves to speak sour words didn't respond to this, but took the chocolate rather impatiently, and tossed it in the palm of his hand: "Let's start, don't waste my time."

Yi Ting looked like an old lady, and ran to tell the photographer that he would wait by the side when he had free time.

Lanza stared at the camera that made him very uncomfortable, held the chocolate in front of his chest, and said with a smile: "I am intoxicated with chocolate, and the passion is all about you."

The person in charge of the camera was okay, and the recording began after he stood up.However, it is not good to capture still pictures. The flash flashed twice, and Lansa immediately shielded his face with his hands alertly.

Reluctant to go back to work.

The photographer shyly said: "...Well, this is for taking pictures."

Lanza refused to cooperate and stood there. The sudden silver glow annoyed him, just as annoying as the first ray of sunlight when the sun first rises.

Yi Ting was pushed over to communicate again: "Hey, that thing is for taking pictures, not a weapon, can you just ignore it?"

It's rare for a werewolf to talk nicely, and Lanza came again reluctantly, but his instinctive aversion to the camera ruined another good scene.

The staff gathered people to discuss the solution in a hurry, and Lanza couldn't control it himself. Obviously, it is not possible to shoot well with just a few words.

The final decision was made: "Let something attract his attention!"

I have to ask and report three times for a small commercial, I don’t know how many times more troublesome it is than a celebrity.

"Mr. Yi, this...Lanza is more sensitive to you, so when shooting later, you stand between the camera and Lanza, try to attract his attention, and don't let his eyes leave the camera Thank you so much!"

Yi Ting's tasks fell below his lower limit time and time again, and he stood in a suitable position angrily. In order not to be seen in the mirror, he had to stand far away and tilt his head to bring his head closer.

Lansa looked at it suspiciously, thinking that the big wolf was extremely stupid.

Yi Ting pondered for a long time, and put his hands in front of his face, shaking like a real wolf scratching someone, pressing his ears impatiently: "Look at me, read it again."

Lansa's heart skipped a beat for no reason, probably because he was surprised by the contrast between the ferocious werewolf's cuteness.

He stared at the werewolf, holding the chocolate gracefully, with a slight smile on his lips, and said an awkward line: "I'm intoxicated with chocolate, the passion is all you, me, do you fascinate me?"

Crack clap.

The camera was finally not disliked, and it honestly fulfilled its duty.

The photographer discussed with others in embarrassment: "Mr. Yi's wolf ears finally got into the shot. It's good not to lose the proportion..."

Yi Ting already had goosebumps all over his body. Hearing Lansa's sour "romantic" words just now, his ears were trembling so fiercely that he stepped straight into the camera.

Lansa peeled off the chocolate without a teacher, came over and stuffed it into the werewolf's mouth.

Think of it as feeding a cute little animal.

The taste was sweet and greasy to a werewolf, staring at the inexplicable vampire, he swallowed it whole.