The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

Floating Joy (4)

All the way out of the bar, Shule opened the Maserati parked at the door.

The two rolled into the car, Shu Le was pressed on the back seat and kissed so hard that he was almost out of breath, he reached out and fumbled around and accidentally pressed the button of the car window——

The slightly cool night wind came in from the window, blowing on Shu Le's flushed face, and finally brought him back to his senses.

Shu Le stretched out his hand to push the man on top of him, but he couldn't push it away for a long time because he drank too much, so he could only say in a hoarse voice: "Wait..."

The person who was holding Shu Le lowered his head and kept licking and kissing him did not stop. Instead, he gently teased Shu Le's half-upright little brother, and said in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

After all, Shu Le had just had a show with Shang Jue before he came out of the house, and he only reacted slightly after being teased a few times, but he didn't have to do it.

But the person who was pressing him was clearly on the verge...

Shu Le stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, and looked at another man who was very close to him in the car through the dim light.

As the alcohol dissipated, Shu Le's blurred mind barely recovered three points.

While passively accepting the man's kiss and intimacy, he carefully looked at the person in front of him.

After watching for a while, Shu Le's hand on the man's shoulder paused. He squinted his eyes, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by the messy hand on his body.

Shu Le had to wait for the aftertaste of happiness to wear off before panting intermittently for a while, looking up at the man with his neck up, and tentatively said: "...Pei Mingming?"

The man's movements stopped immediately.

With the flickering street lights, Shu Le only had time to catch the flash of panic and shyness on his face.

Tsk, you guessed it.

There was not enough space in the car, and Shu Le had been tossed about by Shang Jue just now.

It's only been a short while since just now, and Shu Le feels that his old waist is going to be stiff.

I'm scared, I'm getting older, and I can't compare to young people.

Shu Le originally wanted to sit up straight so that he could change his posture, but before he could get up, he felt the very threatening thing suddenly coming up from below.

If Shu Le wanted to move, he would have to wipe that thing's head.

Shu Le: "..."

Shu Le turned his eyes away in embarrassment, and said to the human body: "Come on, move, I'll change the position."

Pei Mingming was also obviously stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Shu Le to be so calm after recognizing him, and he didn't even chase him away.

But he didn't get up, instead he lowered his head and kissed Shu Le again, with a smile on his handsome face: "Don't Director Shu like it?"

I like it, I like this kind of guy who takes his pants off and does it the most. He can do things, but he is not a BB.

Very satisfied.

Shu Le glanced at him, but didn't answer.

But she didn't refuse Pei Mingming's kiss.

Shu Le studied under the talented German director Passe Antis, and his first work after entering the industry won the best new director award at the world's leading Turin Film Festival. The trophy is soft.

Until now, it has become an unattainable myth.

However, compared with Shu Le's reputation, this person is unexpectedly difficult to get along with.

It is rare for the outside world to get interview opportunities with him, and even less to get background materials related to Schule himself.

This person is just like his appearance, gorgeous and full of fascinating mystery.

It wasn't until the end of a long kiss that Shu Le raised his eyes and gave the person sitting next to him a look.

I hadn't looked at it carefully just now, but after looking at it carefully now, I realized that this person seems to have only grown up not long ago——

At least the whole face still has a youthful taste from the transition from youth to youth.

Like a juicy grape, people try to taste it.

And the reason why I didn't notice it at the bar just now, besides Shu Le himself drinking too much, is also because of Pei Mingming's half mixed blood.

He has deep facial features, a straight nose bridge, dark blue eyes, and a fair complexion.

Other than that, everything else is a typical Chinese appearance.

In the same age group, white people do appear to be a bit more mature.

Shu Le squinted his eyes, and recalled Pei Mingming's personal files with difficulty in his brain.

It was also fate, when he was choosing candidates for a new drama among the artists signed by Shang Jue Company, he just happened to see this person.

Of course, he brushed this person away.

There is no reason, the reason is very simple.

Shu Le felt that the name Pei Mingming, as a stage name, was too careless for a grassroots artist with no background.

Either he didn't worry enough, or he was given up early by his agent.

Now that the agent has given up, there is no need for him to give him a chance.

It's just that I didn't expect to encounter it again at this time.

Or maybe it was not a coincidence at all, but a coincidence after careful selection.

From this point of view, the newly signed artist is very interesting.

Shu Le has been in this circle for so many years, and this is not the first time he has met a newcomer who is as proactive as Pei Mingming.

He has refused many times, but this time...

If the blood is mixed, the geoduck must be more outstanding.

Shu Le bent his lips meaningfully, and said to the man, "Where's my phone?"

Pei Mingming was stunned, reached out and took out Shu Le's cell phone from his trouser pocket and handed it to him, glanced at the pitch black screen, and added: "It was turned off when I took it out."

Shu Le nodded, and casually threw the phone to the front seat.

The poor cell phone spun a few times and lay alone on the passenger seat.

Pei Mingming: "..."

Shu Le's drunkenness finally dissipated. He glanced out, then rolled up the car window, frowned and said, "As an entertainer, you should be alert to the paparazzi."

Pei Mingming was silent for a moment, blinked his bright eyes, and said aggrievedly: "No, no paparazzi will secretly take pictures of me..."

Shu Le: "..."

Come on, you 68-line starlet.

Shu Le glanced at him and said coldly, "What about me?"

Seeing that Pei Mingming didn't answer, Shu Le said again: "If I was secretly photographed tonight, do you think I will protect you?"

Pei Mingming's face showed a look of panic. Even though the air conditioner was turned on in the car, cold sweat still slid down his forehead.

Shu Le was afraid that he would shrivel this high-quality geoduck clam prematurely, so he teased a few words, but finally stopped talking.

And Pei Mingming had obviously never experienced such a thing, and still had a frightened look on his face.

Shu Le was speechless, turned his head and said, "How dare you dare to seduce me with this kind of courage? Are you sure you can still sleep after you really fuck me?"

Pei Mingming paused for a moment, then nodded firmly: "I like Shu Dao!"

Shu Le: "..."

Well, it's still very exciting to be young and have great ambitions to sleep with him.

After all, many people in the circle want to lie down and let Shu Le go to sleep. It is very difficult to meet someone who dares to sleep with him.

Shu Le glanced at him: "Who gave you the idea?"

Pei Mingming blushed a little, looked around with wandering eyes, and said in a low voice: "I heard from the seniors in the company that you like more mature people..."

Shu Le raised his chin and looked at Pei Mingming as if he was appreciating prey.

Not to mention, the point that he just showed in the bar really has that kind of meaning.

It's a pity that he is too young and his acting skills are not enough to hold the stage.

Shu Le narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, mainly thinking about the relationship between the size of the geoduck just now and his career.

After thinking about it, Shu Le glanced at Pei Mingming next to him: "Is it because you want to be popular?"

Pei Mingming probably didn't expect Shu Le to ask such a question, he hesitated for a moment, nodded, then shook his head quickly.

Shu Le didn't bother to ask his opinion any more. He stared at the position three inches below Pei Mingming's waist for a while, and suddenly said, "Have you ever had a girlfriend before?"

Pei Mingming shook his head.

Shu Le asked again: "Where's your boyfriend?"

Pei Mingming shook his head again.

Shu Le raised his eyebrows, and clicked his chin on the place he focused on: "Has anyone used it before, except yourself?"

Pei Mingming: "..."

Almost instantly, Pei Mingming's handsome face flushed red.

He looked at Shu Le pleadingly, as if he was ashamed and anxious, and he couldn't speak for a while.

Naturally, Shu Le wouldn't try to rescue him, but instead asked again with embellishments: "Did someone else get in front of you? Don't lie to me, I'll find someone to investigate."

Pei Mingming finally couldn't resist anymore. He blushed and shook his head like a rattle drum, his eyes were a little moist, he looked aggrieved and innocent: "No! Really not! I don't have a boyfriend or a girlfriend... in front... ..."

Pei Mingming paused, and whispered in a very low voice: "I haven't used it before..."

Shu Le breathed a sigh of relief, and asked again on a whim: "What about the back?"

Pei Mingming's complexion suddenly became even uglier.

He wrinkled his face and suffered for a long while, then said in a stifling manner: "Shu Dao, I, I have never been with a man..."

Shu Le nodded, and said casually: "Is that so? The first time I wronged you, I will praise you, don't worry."

Pei Mingming raised his face subconsciously, and looked straight at Shu Le.

Under the dim light, Shu Le's charming face still looked a little cold, but behind the flirtatiousness was hidden an irresistible temptation.

Pei Mingming suddenly remembered what his mother had said to him before returning to China.

The noble and dignified mother sat in the huge study room. After all the servants left, she pointed at the man on the TV with disapproval: "Augus, mom won't refute your lover's rights. But this man looks ruthless." And sentimental, not suitable for you."

But he was very determined, determined to come to a completely strange country from the other side of the Pacific Ocean.

Only then did he realize that the distance between himself and this person was not simply that of a hemisphere.

He had to work harder and think of more ways to get this person.

Pei Mingming lowered his eyes, thinking of Shu Le's expression just now when he was panting under him.

Shu Le leaned on the back seat and yawned, beckoning to Pei Mingming who was sitting beside him.

Pei Mingming leaned over obediently, stretched out his hand around Shu Le's slender waist, and leaned over to kiss Shu Le lingeringly.

Shu Le waited patiently for a kiss, then looked out the window and remained silent for a while, then turned to the person beside him: "Your name is not suitable for being an artist, so change it before you start."

Pei Mingming nodded obediently, and then kissed Shu Le's side face again: "Okay, what should I replace it with?"

Shu Le leaned lazily in Pei Mingming's arms, and the two became intimate every time.

After thinking for a while, Shu Le said, "Call me Pei Shaozhi. Shao means guidance in an old saying, and Shaozhi has a good meaning, meaning to keep moving forward. How about it? If you don't object, I'll talk to your manager tomorrow."

Pei Shaozhi tightened his grip on Shu Le's waist, and said softly, "I like everything you took for me."

Shu Le frowned, stretched out his hand to push Pei Shaozhi, and said, "You don't need to do this, you serve me, I'll make you famous, fair deal."

Pei Shaozhi's body froze.

Shu Le didn't seem to notice at all, and continued: "You don't have to deliberately change your preferences to cater to me, I'm a better talker, just don't mess around."

"If you really have someone you like, just let me know, and I won't force you."

After Shu Le finished speaking, he didn't hear the answer from the person behind him for a long time, and was about to say something more, but was suddenly hugged tightly by Pei Shaozhi.

In an instant, he changed his posture.

Shu Le was pressed on the back seat, and in front of him was Pei Shaozhi's handsome face.

He didn't speak for a while, just looked at Shu Le for a while, then lowered his head, gave Shu Le a hard bite on the soft flesh of Shu Le's shoulder, and said in a calm voice, "Got it."

Shu Le just wants to be cool, and doesn't bother to care about the young man's thoughts.

He reached out and rubbed Pei Shaozhi's hair, this position was quite convenient.

Shu Le rubbed it a few more times, opened his mouth and said, "There is a character in the new drama, you bring your agent over to try it out tomorrow, and if there are no accidents, it should be settled."

Pei Shaozhi's face was neither happy nor unhappy.

He trembled his eyelashes, and his straight eyelashes cast a small shadow under the light: "Yes."

Shu Le smiled, and took the initiative to kiss Pei Shaozhi on the lips: "Behave well, the newcomers I brought are all popular, don't embarrass me."

Pei Shaozhi hesitated for a moment, and leaned into Shu Le's ear and said, "If I become the actor, will you like me?"

Shu Le didn't hear clearly, subconsciously said: "What?"

However, Pei Shaozhi didn't speak again, instead he smiled, pressed the position under Shu Le's waist and rubbed upwards for no apparent reason.

Shule immediately felt a satisfactory shape.

The pair of dark blue eyes unique to the mixed race looked over——

Pei Shaozhi held Shu Le's hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "I will work hard, Director Shu, do you need my service tonight?"

The author has something to say: Pei Shaozhi: It’s you who leave your hometown, become an artist because of you, and change your name because of you.If I stand in the most shining position, can you just look at me at that time?

Shu Le: ...emmmmmmm... It mainly depends on the performance of your geoduck...

Shang Jue:? ? ?I feel like I'm losing on the pitch? ? ?

Yu Qing: So when will I be able to play...