Mr. always refuses to divorce

No matter which circle, those who can make a splash belong to a small group after all. The top of the pyramid is highly exposed, but it only settles in such a small area. Those who are really known are only those few people.

This cosplayer named Xuehong only entered the circle last year. No matter how many fans he attracts, his actual performance is there. After all, he is no more than a few genuine seniors at the top.

If it weren't for the gossip during the dinner last night, Jiang Jingbai really wouldn't feel that he was familiar.

Last night, the senior sister and the senior had a drink and talked about cross talk, and they tore up the flesh of the melon in Ye Yu Studio. Finally, they searched Xuehong's Weibo on the spot, and pointed to the feature film. The homepage full of selfies and private photos said that this person is probably very proud of his face, enjoys the taste of being noticed, and disdains the marketing methods of Internet celebrities, so he signed a contract with the studio. cosplayer.

Now that there is an opportunity to join a big company as a trainee, the attraction of a starlet is naturally stronger than that of a coser.

Jiang Jingbai didn't know much about the gossip, so he just laughed quietly and listened to their discussion, and accidentally saw the magnified photo on the senior sister's phone while picking up dishes, so he had a little impression of Xuehong himself.

And this impression can be remembered smoothly, thanks to the fact that the other party happened to make that photo into a phone case.

A big boy with clear features is lying on the back of a rattan chair covered with mottled tree shadows. The composition and color tone are very small and fresh. The phone case made of glass cover is quite textured and really beautiful.

Jiang Jingbai stood beside Nan Yue's shoulder, looking at the person who came up with hopeful eyes.

Before he could speak, the other party put on an apologetic expression: "I'm sorry ma'am, I took up your rest time. I originally wanted to go to the signing area to line up in the afternoon, but I didn't expect to have something at home, so I called and asked me to rush back , I have to go to the airport after waiting, there is really no way to go to the queue again. I only found out that you are here after I asked the scene manager sister, so I shamelessly looked for you hahaha."

People crowded to the entrance of the studio and begged. Speaking of this, there was still a staff member behind him. The most important thing was that Nan Yue was standing by his side and waiting. I'm afraid I can continue to ask.

Jiang Jingbai paused, then responded with a smile: "Of course."

"Thank you, thank you, it's really troublesome for you." Xuehong thanked repeatedly, smiling sincerely.

He put himself in front of the camera and let Jiang Jingbai stand behind his shoulder, making Jiang Jingbai's face even more delicate and small.

I didn't deliberately look for an angle, so I only took one picture.

Jiang Jingbai cooperated with him to take the photo, and thanked Sanlian again.

Xuehong put away his mobile phone and didn't leave immediately. He talked blandly about how Jiang Jingbai's movie about the marshal of the empire that he had released in the early days attracted him. Changes, as well as precautions for colds and coughs, surrounded him like a little fan.

Jiang Jingbai deserved to be polite, so he glanced at Nan Yue's deep profile profile from the corner of his eye.

The man had a flat chin and looked forward. If it wasn't for the corners of his mouth slightly pursed and moved, he would really look distasteful.

The people next to him didn't feel at all that they had interrupted their rest time for a long time, and they were still chattering blankly.

Jiang Jingbai took two steps, pretending to be casual and took Nan Yue's arm.

Seeing this, Xuehong stopped talking, lowered his eyelids to look at Jiang Jingbai's hand clasped in the man's arm, and finally smiled dryly knowingly: "Then Mrs. Qianjiang, you go upstairs and have a good rest, I'm leaving first."

Jiang Jingbai smiled and nodded goodbye to him, and dropped his weight on Nan Yue's body.

Being pulled by his arm, Nan Yue couldn't hold back immediately, and teased him: "Can't walk anymore?"

"No way." Jiang Jingbai stepped up the stairs without removing his hands.

Nan Yue walked at the same pace as him: "Want to take a nap?"

Jiang Jingbai shook his head: "Don't sleep anymore, it's very uncomfortable not to remove makeup."

His skin is fair, and the liquid foundation is applied lightly, but the eye makeup has been put in a lot of effort. In order to change the shape of the eyes, he also put on two eyelid stickers, which is definitely not as comfortable as naked eyes.

Nan Yue looked down at him.

When he came in the morning, Jiang Jingbai deliberately stuffed a U-shaped neck pillow into his bag, thinking it was for his lunch break.

"You sleep for me." Jiang Jingbai looked up at him and smiled.

Can sleep be replaced?

Nan Yue understood that the soft little pillow was prepared for himself.

"You didn't sleep well last night, take a break at noon, and you won't have a hard time in the afternoon." Jiang Jingbai actually wanted him to go back to the hotel first, lie down on the bed and catch up on sleep, but he also knew that Nan Yue would not agree.

After entering the room, Jiang Jingbai couldn't help but push Nanyue onto the chair, and put a neck pillow around Nanyue's neck.

Nan Yue was ironing in his heart, and he couldn't bear to refuse after all.

Before leaning back in the chair, he reached for the bag on the table.

"It's okay if you can't sleep, it's also good to close your eyes and rest your mind." Jiang Jingbai thought he didn't want to sleep, so he persuaded him softly.

Nan Yue glanced at him sideways, and took out a few capsules: "You haven't taken your medicine yet."

It was just right to take the cold medicine half an hour after the meal, Jiang Jingbai deliberately didn't take it before going to the studio.

After walking around half a circle downstairs, Jiang Jingbai really forgot.

He swallowed the words he hadn't finished persuading, went to the water dispenser to get himself a small cup of hot water, and sensibly took the white, green and green medicines.

The male cosplayer in the same lounge had just been dismissed by his own empress dowager for being unattractive. Hearing the soft conversation between the two over there, and seeing the assistant sleeping soundly on the table, he suddenly felt sad.

According to what Jiang Jingbai said, Nan Yue leaned on the neck pillow and closed his eyes.

Jiang Jingbai sat next to him, with his heels on the bar of the chair, his elbows on his knees, and he rested his chin to watch him take a nap.

Nan Yue has a high nose bridge, and it is said that people will appear more fierce when the roots of the mountain are high. Nan Yue has indeed a stern and arrogant appearance, especially his eyes, which are extremely sharp and deep.

Now that his eyes are closed, the sharpness in his temperament is retracted and introverted, and the quietness on the surface makes it easier for him to look at him without distraction.

Jiang Jingbai studied the two eyelashes under his eyebrows for a while, and the more he looked at them, the more he felt that Nan Yue's eyelashes were so long.

Lin Jiajia often said that he is an eyelash master, but Nanyue's eyelashes seem to be inferior in length.

Jiang Jingbai listened to Nanyue's slow and steady breathing, and quietly stuck out his index finger, sticking it to the front of the eyelashes at close range, and compared them through the air.

Before Jiang Jingbai could figure out why, the man he treated like a doll suddenly laughed.

There was a very light sound, a short breath coming out of the nasal cavity.

Jiang Jingbai stopped in embarrassment: "...I thought you were asleep."

It's also weird, he's like a thief, he clearly didn't make any noise, Nan Yue shouldn't have noticed even if he wasn't asleep.

Nan Yue, who shouldn't be aware of it, didn't open his eyes, touched Jiang Jingbai's left hand which he just made a mess with, clasped it between his two palms, and said, "Your hand is too fragrant."

fragrant?

Jiang Jingbai sniffed the right hand that was not captured.

Where is it fragrant?Obviously there is no smell at all.

Speaking of which, Nan Yue has said similar things before.

He held Jiang Jingbai's left hand and asked, "How can there be any scent, you can coax me."

Nan Yue didn't answer, but put his thumb into Jiang Jingbai's palm, and touched the small piece of soft flesh under his knuckles.

Jiang Jingbai was itched by his pinch, and was about to withdraw his hand, Nan Yue took his hand again, and held it to the tip of his nose for a slow and deep sniff.

The weak airflow scratched the skin, causing the pores to shrink and tremble.

Jiang Jingbai couldn't describe what it felt like at that moment, if he had to bite the bullet and say it, it would be like being sucked and licked all the blood from his limbs and bones by a man.

...with a subtle eroticism.

Jiang Jingbai's heels wobbled a little when he was pressing on the step bar. His arms and legs were also weak, and he felt terrible.

Nan Yue's expression was serious, and his tone was serious and meticulous: "I didn't lie to you."

In such a short period of time, Jiang Jingbai's face was flushed red, and drops of blood could fall from the tip of his chin at any time.

He retracted his hand.

Nan Yue held on tightly.

Jiang Jingbai struggled hard.

Nan Yue calmed down and didn't let him break free.

Jiang Jingbai couldn't hold back any longer, and said in a low voice, "Let go."

Nan Yue closed his eyes, pretending not to know: "It's all right, what's the matter?"

The tone is still serious.

Jiang Jingbai would suspect that he was making trouble with Nan Yue unreasonably.

He pursed his lips, the bases of his fingers were hot from the man's grip, he hesitated and couldn't speak.

Jiang Jingbai took a deep breath, and was about to admit defeat, when he glanced up, he happened to see the fleeting smile on the corner of Nan Yue's mouth.

Look at this man, it's all just teasing him!

Jiang Jingbai was almost choked to death by this breath.

He raised his right hand, and patted Nan Yue's back lightly.

There was a light, fluttering sound, and it didn't hurt at all.

Nan Yue didn't hide it this time, smiled generously, raised his eyelids and looked at him, his eyes were clear, without any sleepiness.