Kiss you again like a baby [entertainment circle]

Jiang Chuling swayed in front of him in a circle, her small body was soft and clumsy, and she still mumbled how nice her brother was.

Qu Ming licked his lips, slightly raising his eyebrows.He thought that if this really painted him a beautiful face, his lower body would explode, and his heart would die from itching.

He narrowed his eyes: "There are three chapters in the agreement."

Staring at Jiang Chuling turning around like a penguin emoji.

After a few seconds, he got up and walked to the study.

He thought that right after he said this, Jiang Chuling would have to make a fuss and ask about the third chapter.As a result, Jiang Chuling didn't know it, and followed into the study, murmuring excitedly.

Under Qu Ming's probing gaze, he picked up the bookshelf and jumped up on tiptoe.

Enough to reach the stack of white paper above.

He came running, leaning against Qu Ming's writing desk, his eyes were clear and bright: "Brother! Here!"

Qu Ming: "...???"

Just a few words.

He just casually talked about the three chapters of the contract.

Do you still believe this mimosa essence?

Qu Ming started joking, he raised his eyebrows and took the blank paper, picked up the pen on the table seriously, kicked the cap with his thumb, and flipped it open.Although he didn't think that this little rascal could really abide by the three chapters of the contract, but what if?

Why does he think that Jiang Chuling is still a little...

──Too naive?

Immediately, he laughed at his own thoughts.

Just a dick, it's not like he's being played around.

His face changed again and again, and finally his eyes darkened, and he took up a pen and wrote: "First, you are not allowed to wear clothes at home."

That word is strong and powerful, neat and tidy.

Kind of like that.

Thinking of taking advantage of nothing, don't want it for nothing, Qu Ming deliberately threatened, and pushed it over with one hand──

"If you can't do the first one, then don't talk about it." He pretended to be serious.

Last night when Qu Ming was lying on the bed and couldn't fall asleep, he was thinking about the plot of his novel all the time in his mind.It was at that time that he suddenly remembered that the mimosa spirit in the book often repeatedly emphasized that he wanted to have a face that belonged to him alone.

What about the protagonist of the novel?

Has a bad temper and never panders to mimosas.

Mimosa essence naturally failed to realize the dream from beginning to end.

It is reasonable and reasonable to use the face of his favorite protagonist to do evil.

Today, the plot details have long since changed.But Jiang Chuling still had a great desire for the face.It was like typing four big words in Qu Ming's mind: Something went wrong.

As a cartoonist who has read countless novels through books, the answer gradually emerged in Qu Ming's heart: the worldview settings that are not directly described in the book are still deeply developed on these characters.

Regarding the question of why the mimosa turned into a human being, the book does not give a reasonable explanation, but leaves it as a blank part for readers to imagine for themselves.But obviously, the current situation seems to be telling Qu Ming that there must be some reason behind it.

Qu Ming is confident.

This time, he touched Jiang Chuling's Achilles heel.

As soon as Jiang Chuling saw this line of words, his ears immediately perked up, and his eyes were full of vigilance: "Brother, you!"

As he said, he covered his chest with his hands, and couldn't help taking a step back, as if he was accusing Qu Ming of being a well-dressed beast!

The tip of the ear is red, which is shy.

Qu Ming grinned: "Is this disagreement?"

For some reason, he just felt that Jiang Chuling dared not disagree.Qu Ming tapped the table and took two steps towards him.

Jiang Chuling had never seen such words before!

He quickly lowered his head, stared at his feet, bit his lips and was about to act coquettishly, he felt a chilly breath beside him, with the fragrance of laundry detergent, and then he felt his face being held rise.

It was Qu Ming who was condescending, looking at him with his head tilted.

Jiang Chuling whispered: "Well... Brother, that..."

Face is really needed! ! !

But, but...

He couldn't speak.Although this body is not his.

But undressing, there are still two men...

Jiang Chuling's heart was beating like a drum, and he thought carefully for two seconds. In fact, it's okay to say yes, but...he has to behave himself to get face, otherwise Qu Ming will be angry again!He thought about it, but blinked his eyes and pretended not to understand.The next second, he tilted his head and gently rubbed his cheek against Qu Ming's palm, trying to arouse Qu Ming's conscience.

But Qu Ming didn't, Qu Ming sneered in his heart when he saw the little thing teasing him intentionally or unknowingly.But another voice told him that painting Jiang Chuling's face was a good choice.

Really eye-catching.

He smiled and let go, turning his wrist.

Jiang. Never seen this scene before. Chu Ling: "."

A certain person who can even drink alcohol shrank his head.

Jiang Chuling hummed twice: "Except for this, everything else—"

Qu Ming didn't have such a bad taste in the first place, he just teased and ridiculed Jiang Chuling's vigor.

Qu Ming got the purpose of the threat, and didn't bother to talk nonsense, took back the paper, and crossed out the sentence that he was not allowed to wear clothes.In the end, he reached three consensus points with the blushing Jiang Chuling:

1. Brother must not do anything that makes him unhappy.

2. To help my brother clarify the previous scandal.

3. In the future, when you become a human, you can only use painted faces.

Jiang Chuling turned her fingers to the sky and swore seriously: "I will always be my brother's sweet baby!!! Thank you brother!"

Qu Ming thought to himself, there is no need to thank me, the greatest reward is not to bother me.

In the following week, Qu Ming didn't announce, and stayed at home as an otaku, drawing manuscripts with peace of mind.

Jiang Chuling supervised the whole process.

He said for a while: "Brother! I think the eyes should be more watery. Well, the distance between the eyes can be a little smaller!"

After a while: "No, no, no! Cherry mouth is not allowed!"

Then she leaned over and pointed: "I feel that this one is a bit too tender. If brother is 27..." Jiang Chuling pointed with his fingers, "Then I should say 23 if I don't say anything!"

Qu Ming wrestled his pen and sneered: "Just you? I didn't draw you a three-year-old baby, it's not bad. Tell yourself, cry all day long, a little troublemaker, draw a 23 face for you, don't be ashamed I'm still ashamed, isn't this just asking me to raise a son at the age of 27?"

Jiang Chuling persisted, pulling his sleeves and acting coquettishly: "No, brother! Draw a few more pictures!"

Qu Ming had no choice but to hold back Jiang Chuling.After all, he said it himself, no matter what he did, he had to satisfy Jiang Chuling.

He sighed and continued to delete, delete, and modify.

In the end, Jiang Chuling looked at the table full of sketches, wondering if there were hundreds of them, and with his hands behind his back, he swayed around like a little teacher: "This is not good, this... is almost meaningless! Brother! No, no, this is also no……"

Then he picked three out: "These three! I want these three!"

"Greedy is not enough to swallow elephants." Qu Ming picked out the three he liked individually, and laid them out on the open space, "Choose one of the three, and stop talking nonsense."

Jiang Chuling pointed at each other: "Can I..."

Qu Ming had a straight face, cold and heartless: "Don't even think about it."

A face is not enough.

If possible, does Jiang Chuling still want to have a face every day and not repeat it for a year?

The three photos Jiang Chuling picked out were an ascetic beauty, a soft and coquettish one, and a flirtatious and coquettish one.The three first drafts each have their own characteristics. Of course, they are all the same - the people in the paintings all have the same style of Qu Ming's brown hair, with a pierced left ear, wearing shiny SilverDouX series earrings.

Not only these three manuscripts, but the pile of manuscripts all have such an appearance.Only the facial features are different from Shen Yun.After all, if you want to show up for an interview, you don't have to do it as you were photographed.

Qu Ming had no choice but to accept his fate.

Although Jiang Chuling was the one who was drunk and he was the one wearing the mask, but now he had to admit that he was drunk and let Jiang Chuling be the masked man.

Of these three faces, Qu Ming is very fond of the ascetic beauty face and the flirtatious coquettish face.And that soft, waxy and pretty face, he didn't feel much.

The first two are the faces of standard manga male protagonists.Whether it is placed on Internet celebrities or idols in the entertainment industry, they can quickly rely on their respective characteristics to attract a large number of fans.

And that pretty...

too cute...

When Qu Ming draws, he always follows his own aesthetic preferences, but this one alone, he wrote it like a ghost, although he is not particularly fond of it, but he just thinks that Jiang Chuling should grow up like this, which is the most suitable fit his face.It's also the grown-up version of the kid Jiang Chuling is using now, and it's been slightly modified.

He finally showed it, so the draft didn't end up in the trash.

Seeing Jiang Chuling frowning in thought, Qu Ming couldn't help urging: "Hurry up, if you're undecided, you can just find the dice."

Jiang Chuling hesitated for a moment, then slowly pointed to the second draft.

The man's face drawn on the paper is playful and cute, and his age looks to be around 25 years old.His facial features are soft, his eyes are shining and deep, his mouth is curved, and his sexy thin lips are painted with a light lipstick, and he is winking playfully.Not to mention the white and slender waist, the whole person is thin and only the buttocks are upright, it seems that there is no innate aggression, but it is friendly and delicate.

Qu Ming: "..."

Good guy, one in a million.

I just picked the one that didn't step on sex/addictions much.

Jiang Chuling changed suddenly, and was about the same height as Qu Ming in an instant.Qu Ming was a little uncomfortable, like a small vegetable sprout he planted with his own hands, which turned into a small tree in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, Jiang Chuling blinked, looked around and said, "Thank you brother! I like it very much!"

A week later, the news about Qu Ming's breakup with Duting Media became a hot search. Taking advantage of this popularity, Wei Minrui took the opportunity to release a notice of a press conference to clarify the scandal.Netizens recalled the fear of being dominated by Qu Ming's scandal.

The wind direction on the Internet is mixed with voices from all sides.

At that time, Jiang Chuling had initially adapted to this body.

Qu Ming was sitting on the bed in the bedroom, helping Jiang Chuling change his clothes.He lifted up Jiang Chuling's shirt with his hands, stuffed it into his trousers, and pulled it, revealing his amputated waist.

Jiang Chuling was a little at a loss: "The clothes are so troublesome!"

Qu Ming smiled, and patted his waist: "Next time, buy a floral skirt that the little girl likes? It's very simple, just put it on from the top of your head. And also tighten the waist to make your legs look long and thin."

His eyes slowly moved up from his waist.

He really didn't understand.Why can the mimosa essence copy the appearance of the paper man, and still live with such flesh and blood, it is real.But then, he thought of another question——

Jiang Chuling can smoke, but can't wear clothes?

A big doubt arose in Qu Ming's heart.His smile froze, he rolled his Adam's apple, couldn't hold back the itching, rubbed his waist angrily, and pinched him lightly.Sure enough, beauty is misleading people.

Jiang Chuling was startled, and shouted: "...What are you doing!" He was busy clapping his hands.

"Okay, don't be late for the press conference! Why don't you move a little..." Tang Cheng, who was pushing the door in, half-spoken, his mouth could hold a steamed stuffed bun.

He looked at Qu Ming's hand.

Looking at Jiang Chuling's disheveled appearance...

Tang Cheng tilted his head, his heart full of question marks.

???