After rebirth, the high-cold movie king spoils me alone

"Idol? Why are you here?"

Ji Xianwu raised his head in surprise, and unconsciously raised the phone he was holding, and the light hit the man beside him, allowing him to see the flashing smile on the man's face.

Did you read it wrong?How could Jiang Huai smile like this?Ji Xianwu muttered something in his heart.

Jiang Huai lowered his head slightly, his deep eyes fell on the slightly surprised face of the young man in front of him, and explained: "The program team invited me to be a guest."

"That's it." Ji Xianwu nodded clearly, this is indeed the style of "Monday Music", in order to increase the ratings, popular stars in the entertainment industry are invited to help each time and increase its popularity.

But he remembered that Jiang Huai never attended such occasions in his previous life, because he thought it was too noisy.Could it be that many things have changed in the dark after reliving the whole life?

When Ji Xianwu fell into deep thought, Jiang Huai stubbed out his half-smoked cigarette, threw it into the trash can beside him, and asked, "What about you?"

"Ah," Ji Xianwu scratched his cheek with his fingers embarrassingly, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't introduced himself to the other party, so he briefly explained, "I'm actually a member of the MIX boy group, and I'm here tonight to participate in the show of."

"Idol?"

Ji Xianwu pursed his lips and nodded slightly, feeling a little uneasy.

In the eyes of many people in the entertainment industry, idols are representatives of no strength, they only know how to attract fans with their faces, he wonders if Jianghuai will think the same way.

"great."

Those two short words pierced through Ji Xianwu's anxiety like a sharp sword, and a warm current surged through his whole body in an instant. It was an emotion called moving.

Sure enough, no matter in the previous life or now, Jiang Huai was such a good person...how could he be willing to let go of such a good person?

"There's no show, why are you here?"

After being reminded by the other party, Ji Xianwu finally remembered what he was going to do, and replied embarrassingly: "My singing suit was accidentally torn, and I am going to the supermarket to buy a similar one to replace it."

"Broken?" Jiang Huai frowned slightly.

"Ah... um." Ji Xianwu nodded indifferently, unwilling to let him know about the bad things in his regiment.

"What kind do you want to buy?" Jiang Huai looked down at him, the distance between the two of them had become much closer unconsciously, Ji Xianwu could smell the faint smell of tobacco coming from him, it wasn't unpleasant, but on the contrary The opponent's unique cold breath.

Ji Xianwu was inexplicably nervous, squeezed the palm of his hand, and answered him obediently: "The pink one...this time the song suit is pink."

"The pink one..." Jiang Huai raised the tail of his eyes slightly, with cunning in his eyes, leaned down and approached Ji Xianwu's ear and said, "Look, is this one on me okay?"

!

The earlobe was dyed red by the heat exhaled by the other party, his whole body was occupied by his hormonal breath, and his breath was filled with the good smell that only belonged to Jiang Huai. Ji Xianwu's mind instantly became dizzy, and his voice trembled: "Body, body of?"

"Well, I just happened to be wearing pink."

When the light of the mobile phone was turned upwards, Ji Xianwu noticed that the pink shirt Jiang Huai was wearing was simple in design, but exquisite in every way, and the overall color was exactly the same as that of the song-playing suit.

"Can, is it possible?" Ji Xianwu raised his head, a blushing pink surface appeared on his face, which unexpectedly matched the shirt on Jiang Huai's body.

Ji Xianwu thought very simply, this is the clothes worn by Jiang Huai!Clothes worn by his idols!If he could wear it on his body, wouldn't it be the same as Jiang Huai hugging him?

Although the person hasn't got it yet, it's okay to hold the clothes first to satisfy your hunger.

"Of course." Jiang Huai put his slender fingers on the soft hair of the young man in front of him, and said in a lazy tone, "It's just a benefit for the little fans."

"Thank you idol!" Ji Xianwu responded happily, and followed Jiang Huai step by step to his lounge.

3 minute later.

Jiang Huai pushed open the door of the lounge, and said to the people behind him, "Come in."

Ji Xianwu first poked his head to look around, and then walked in after seeing that there was no one else inside, still a little worried in his heart, "Will it be bad if someone sees it?"

"Why, you can't see people?" Jiang Huai poured a glass of water and put it in front of him, his words were teasing.

"Of course not!" Ji Xianwu waved his hands again and again, "I'm just afraid of being photographed by someone who wants to make a fuss..."

Although he himself wished to have something to do with Jianghuai, it was very troublesome for the other party to gossip.

Jiang Huai said lightly: "Who dares."

Ji Xianwu: "..."

Sure enough, he was relieved.

Ji Xianwu picked up the water in front of him and took a sip, then "gudong gudong" drank it all. This is the water poured for him by the idol himself, so it should not be wasted.

After drinking the water, he put the glass on the tea table. There was a rustling sound coming from beside him. Ji Xianwu turned his head to look, and his eight-pack abs immediately appeared in front of his eyes——Jiang Huai unbuttoned his shirt with both hands, The clothes were taken off from the shoulders, and the upper body was completely naked.

Because of the movement, the muscular chest is more powerful and beautiful, and the honey-colored skin has clear and firm lines. It is obviously just an ordinary movement, but it has a bit of charm.

Ji Xianwu froze on the spot, staring at it without blinking, suddenly his nose felt hot, and two streams of liquid flowed down.

"Well!"

The man beside him has been watching him silently from the corner of his eye, and the corners of his mouth curled up in satisfaction when he saw the surprise in the other's eyes, but when he saw the two streaks of red liquid, he hurriedly threw the clothes he had taken off on the sofa, and stepped forward. Leaning close to the sluggish young man, he asked with concern, "Are you all right?"

"No, it's fine..."

Ji Xianwu clutched his nose in shame and anger, receded his neck, trying to avoid the magnified handsome face in front of him.

Looking at other people's bodies and seeing nosebleeds, he is too worthless!

"I, idol, can you stay away from me for a while..." Ji Xianwu took the tissue from Jiang Huai and asked softly.

If this face and this body were kept so close to him, he might bleed to death tonight, and he wouldn't have to perform on stage later.

"it is good."

Jiang Huai took a few steps back and sat opposite the sofa, Ji Xianwu silently put away the pink shirt on the sofa, and nodded his thanks to Jiang Huai: "Thank you idol."

"But the clothes are given to me, what about your idol?" It's impossible to go out naked, he doesn't want this beautiful scenery to be seen by others.

"I have other clothes."

As he spoke, Jiang Huai took out a black shirt from the bag beside him, and put it on slowly.Ji Xianwu raised his hand to cover his face in embarrassment, but he couldn't help opening his fingers to sneak a peek at the other party.

...Oops, I feel like I'm going to have another nosebleed.

Jiang Huai naturally noticed the small movements of the opposite boy, but he didn't expose it. Instead, he deliberately slowed down his movements to let the other party see enough.

Can't see it's still a little pervert.

After Jiang Huai got dressed, Ji Xianwu immediately stood up holding the clothes and bid farewell: "Idol, then I will go first, thank you for your clothes, I will send them to you after washing them."

If he stayed any longer, he was really afraid that he would do something uncontrollable.

Jiang Huai raised his brows lightly, his deep eyes flicked across Ji Xianwu's face, and then he turned his eyes away lightly, and replied "um".

And Ji Xianwu almost ran away in despair.