Hand in hand with fashion king

After the two of them had dinner, Gu Junshuo tidied up the dishes in a daze. Since the afternoon, he had been hesitant to mention Yu Binggang to Qi Yao. He wanted to see Qi Yao's reaction, but he couldn't bring himself to speak.As a result of this entanglement, even dinner was finished in a blink of an eye, Gu Junshuo sighed in his heart, and followed Qi Yao into the bedroom.

The manuscripts scattered on the big bed in the bedroom have not yet been neatly arranged, and they are scattered on the quilt. Qi Yao casually took a few and put them in Gu Junshuo's hands: "This is the result of my afternoon, and the assistant came over to take some at noon today. "

Gu Junshuo flipped through a few paintings in his hand, without raising his head, he said, "Has your assistant come to my house?"

Qi Yao thought he was unhappy, hugged him from behind, and said softly: "I asked him to wait in the lobby, and I sent him down."

"Yeah." Gu Junshuo really didn't want to let strangers know where he lived. It's rare for a self-centered person like Qi Yao to think about this for him and run downstairs.

Qi Yao fiddled with Gu Junshuo's hand-painted hands like offering a treasure: "How about it, which design do you like?"

Gu Junshuo praised without hesitation: "I like them all, and everything is very good. Although I don't understand it, I can tell if it's good or not."

"The people under these hand-paintings will make samples. I only made a few pieces myself. The spring clothes I asked my assistant to bring today are one of them." Qi Yao said as he took the hand-painted paintings from Gu Junshuo's hand and put them in In the folder of the desk, went to the cloakroom, took out the spring clothes with dust bags on the hanger, and put them in Gu Junshuo's hands: "This is my private collection, this is the only one, and now it returns to the original owner."

Qi Yao unzipped the chain of the dustproof bag, revealing the khaki semi-casual coat and brown gradient stitching leather pants a little bit. Gu Junshuo looked at this set, which was not eye-catching, but showed noble clothes in a calm manner. I was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, and couldn't help teasing him: "Return it to its original owner? Don't use idioms indiscriminately, okay? Do you want me to tutor you in Chinese?"

"I didn't use idioms indiscriminately." Qi Yao stared at Gu Junshuo stubbornly, with a possessive desire in his eyes that wanted to swallow every inch of this man's body into his blood and was not satisfied: "When I designed this suit at the beginning, , the imagined man who should wear him is exactly the same as you, how can this not be returned to the original owner?"

Gu Junshuo was very pleased to be regarded as an object of fantasy, especially a man like Qi Yao who can be said to be an exaggeration, and smiled unconsciously on his face: "You really have enough mouth when you are not convulsing." Sweet."

Qi Yao leaned over and bit Gu Junshuo's earlobe, and said softly: "When I have a convulsion, those words go in your left ear and come out in your right ear, and you are not allowed to remember any of them."

Gu Junshuo's eyes straightened in surprise, he pulled the piece of maltose off his body, and hooked Qi Yao's nose teasingly: "You also know that you have convulsions?"

Pretending to be angry, Qi Yao rushed forward and tore off Gu Junshuo's thin pajamas. While changing him into spring clothes, he rubbed his hands on Gu Junshuo's strong abdominal muscles, making Gu Junshuo so itchy that he could hardly stand still. After changing the clothes easily, Qi Yao suddenly locked Gu Junshuo in his arms: "I want to give you all the best, so that you can wear my favorite designs and become the envied model of everyone."

Gu Junshuo smiled and patted the back of his head: "It's so good."

Qi Yao looked at Gu Junshuo impatiently and expectantly: "I'm just that good, so do you like me a little?"

When Qi Yao asked this sentence, his heart raised nervously. Gu Junshuo gave him a stronger feeling than any man before, but Gu Junshuo was also different from those men who circled around him. Gu Junshuo lacked interest in him.But if he puts all the best in front of Gu Junshuo, Gu Junshuo will definitely fall in love with him gradually, and he will never forget him. He must have traces of him in every corner of Gu Junshuo's heart. He wants this man to love Jingyu love him more.

Gu Junshuo suddenly felt heavy in his heart. In fact, he didn't care about being the best model at all. These were not what he wanted most.What he wants most, can Qi Yao give it to him?

Gu Junshuo raised his eyes and stared directly at Qi Yao with his dark pupils like ink. He struggled all afternoon and then all night. He is usually a very calm person, but that is not the case when it comes to feelings. Son, Gu Junshuo made up his mind, organized his language, and said insinuatingly: "Today, there is a model named Yu Binggang who wants to sign a contract with our company."

Did not get the expected answer, Qi Yao's whole body softened in frustration, and let out an "oh" not lightly or seriously.

Gu Junshuo said again: "You are friends, right?"

Only then did Qi Yao go through what Gu Junshuo said just now in his mind, and when he remembered the familiar name, he suddenly became vigilant: "What did he tell you?"

Gu Junshuo stated expressionlessly, but his heart was pounding. He said calmly: "Yu Binggang talked to me about you, and said that you are very active when you like him, and turn your face ruthlessly when you don't like him."

Qi Yao sneered disdainfully, and there was a chill in his eyes: "Why should he be so self-deprecating. I have never liked him, and it was his wishful thinking from the beginning to the end, which has always made me very embarrassed. I can only avoid him. Not as good as."

Gu Junshuo didn't speak, but just looked at Qi Yao with a complicated expression.

Qi Yao raised his eyebrows anxiously: "You don't believe me?"

Gu Junshuo lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "You have so many scandals, what he said sounds quite true."

Qi Yao wanted to say something, but stopped suddenly, with a look of disbelief and joy on his face: "Baby, are you jealous?"

"No, you're thinking too much." Gu Junshuo's face became hot from Qi Yao's blunt gaze, and he looked away unnaturally: "What do you want me to wear this suit for?"

The suspicious redness on Gu Junshuo's face ignited Qi Yao's impulse. He pressed Gu Junshuo's jaw with both hands, forcing him to turn his head, and decisively engulfed He Zhen's lips, sucking on both lips.

Gu Junshuo's brain heated up like boiling water. At first, he wanted to push Qi Yao away, but gradually he responded. The two kissed carelessly. When Qi Yao let go, Gu Junshuo's lips were already glistening with saliva.

Annoyed, Gu Junshuo scolded himself in his heart, he might as well not have asked just now, he knew that if he asked, he wouldn't be able to really ask anything, although it was uncomfortable when he didn't ask, but obviously he couldn't bear anything if he asked.

Qi Yao leaned over again and licked her rosy lips: "You like me at least a little bit, right? I feel like I'm being self-indulgent. This kind of unrequited love is really low."

"..."

The two seconds of Gu Junshuo's silence made Qi Yao feel bitter: "Forget it, I don't want to hear it, so you better stop answering."

After Qi Yao finished speaking, he took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, reached for a ochre-colored belt from the hanger, wrapped his hands around Gu Junshuo's waist, and after tying it up, jumped out of the jewelry and put it on On Gu Junshuo's wrist: "I'll take a set of photos for you, go to the floor-to-ceiling windows."

"Is your hand okay?"

Qi Yao shook his head: "It's okay, it's getting better quickly."

Seeing that he was determined to shoot, Gu Junshuo had no choice but to walk to the floor-to-ceiling windows. He didn't want the atmosphere to be so dignified, so he chatted with Qi Yao about other topics: "I heard that you are the one who shoots the cover of Yves?"

"Yes." Qi Yao smiled, and hung the DSLR that had been prepared on the desk in advance around his neck: "Pose a few poses casually to show the lines of your waist."

The low-waisted leather pants fully exposed Gu Junshuo's perfect waist. Gu Junshuo's body hit the floor-to-ceiling window behind him, reflecting a faint shadow. Qi Yao adjusted the bedroom light to a soft tone, and held up the SLR to take a few consecutive shots. Then he went to lift the man's jaw and adjusted the tough face to a suitable angle.

This posture was not difficult at first, but after holding it for ten minutes without moving, my neck began to ache.Qi Yao took a few shots behind the camera, but felt that it was not in place, and looked back at Jun Shuo again. It took Qi Yao 5 minutes to look at the facial expressions during the shooting, and even the small details such as the angle of clothes hanging down that could be ignored. minutes to adjust.

Seeing Qi Yao's focused expression, Gu Junshuo was a little moved, but what happened today also made him more aware of a sense of crisis.He can no longer get along with Qi Yao in a ignorant and muddle-headed way. On the contrary, he must remain sober and rational in this relationship, and must not allow himself to be the wishful thinking and self-deprecating character that Qi Yao said. At that age, that would be really embarrassing.