I was rented monthly after I became a virtual boyfriend

In the lobby on the first floor of Liaoyuan Company.

Chang Yuli felt the wind blowing under his feet, and he was about to run, but he couldn't keep up with the pace of the people in front of him. His expression gradually changed from resistance to resignation.

In the past few days, he finally understood that what Mr. Xiu had contracted was not Internet addiction at all, but Su Heran's addiction.

Xiudu walked forward very purposefully, with his long legs wide open, passing the reception staff in the lobby, and went straight to the second floor.

The moment the elevator closed, the rapid heartbeat in the narrow space made people feel more nervous.

He hasn't seen Su Heran for three days.

On the furniture monitoring that day, he witnessed all the interactions between Su Heran and his drunk self, kissing, hugging and making small fights, which was the treatment he had never had before sober.

Every intimate gesture made him jealous.

But the excitement didn't last long. In the following monitoring, Su Heran said that he had a little boyfriend.

The sense of shock at that moment made Xiudu lose his ability to think, so he didn't even think about asking the other party if he would consider finding a boyfriend.

If you don't think about it, there is.

If it is considered, it is not.

In the end, Su Heran gave him a hesitant and vague answer.

do not know.

Neither yes nor no.

It was originally just a question of probing, but in the end it seemed like a bright opportunity was in front of us.

Xiudu originally thought that he could slow down, and if he slowed down, he could spend a lot of time to let Su Heran gradually understand that he was not brave enough for a while.

But when he hid in the company for three days trying to calm down but heard that Su Heran had arrived in N City, he finally couldn't sit still.

Missing grows wildly like weeds, whoever wants to calm down will see his little hedgehog immediately.

The thick soundproof door of the studio room was pushed open, and all the people present subconsciously cast their gazes, and when they saw the person coming, they all fell silent.

Xiudu's chest rose and fell slightly, his eyes passed through the crowd, and he locked on the person next to the clothes rack.

Su Heran was negotiating with the staff with his head bowed. He was wearing a white shirt and trousers that lined his waist and shoulders straight. The immaturity faded was a formality that Xiu Du had never seen before.

The heart in the chest began to beat wildly.

He likes it very much.

667 was discussing the plot of the game with Su Heran, shoulder to shoulder, suddenly felt a chill behind his back, turned around and saw a pair of long, narrow eyes full of warning, and stiffly moved his hand away.

Su Heran felt his discomfort and intuition that something was wrong, followed his gaze, and met a familiar face.

Why is he here?

Su Heran felt ashamed when he thought that he took the initiative to hug this man a few days ago.

The heat from the spotlight behind him made people feel hot, he pretended to look away naturally, and quietly walked further away from Xiudu under the order of the director to arrange for everyone to familiarize themselves with the venue.

Anyway, the favor has been paid off, so he doesn't owe Xiudu anything other than money.

He doesn't want to get close to a married man.

"Su Heran."

The deep voice spread along the air, and there was a threat like a beast gently biting the neck of its prey.

Presence is strong but not deadly.

Ah Hua's gaze was hooked, to be precise, everyone's gaze was hooked.

Su Heran paused.

Damn, there really is no escape.

He smirked and said, "Xiu... President Xiu."

Under the eyes of everyone, Xiudu strode up to Su Heran, and said in a casual tone, "Hedgehog, what are you running for?"

Alarm bells rang in Su Heran's heart.

Too close, too close to be called.

All the strangers and familiar people gathered their eyes.

Su Heran's feet were rooted, staring at Xiudu who was pressing every step of the way, his facial features were sharp and his outline was deep, and his silver-rimmed glasses not only didn't make him look old, but made him gentle and restrained.

His eyes moved to his slightly raised thin lips, and two words flashed in his mind.

Abstinence.

Sure enough, does marriage make men heroic?

But before Su Heran could think about it, the next second, Xiudu suddenly stuck to his ear, and whispered, "Take a good shot."

The studio was suddenly surrounded by boos one after another.

Everyone misunderstood.

Su Heran's ears turned red. It was obviously a normal sentence, but because the voice was so small that only he could hear it among the twenty or thirty people, the atmosphere became strange.

Just when he didn't know how to respond, Xiudu stepped over him to talk to the director.

The director greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Xiu, where are you coming?"

His eyes fell on Su Heran.

"Just take a look, you guys continue." Xiudu said.

667 ran up to Su Heran and excitedly pushed Su Heran with his elbow, gossiping: "You two are the only ones in the audience who are dressed so formally, you match so well!"

Su Heran didn't recover from the impact just now, and mouthed to him: Get lost.

The little farce is fleeting.

The director gathered the seven anchors together and started talking about the business: "Let me introduce this game to you. The game is called Liaoyuan. It is named after the company. It is an ancient fairy-tale keyboard online game..."

Su Heran started to lose his mind when he listened to it, he felt a scorching gaze fell on him if there was any substance.

But he dared not look back.

Xiudu leaned on the seat at the end of the studio, looking at the little hedgehog's straight shoulders, he felt inexplicably happy.

"As for the male protagonist, he is a young disciple of Mr. Hehuan, but this is only his primary identity, and his identity will be introduced after the filming. As for the first set we are going to shoot, it is the first dungeon Seven Schools Gathering in Penglai confrontation scene."

"Who is that hero!" 667 asked curiously.

These words caught everyone's attention, after all, that suit was too illegal.

No one was notified in advance who the lucky one was.

"Well, we're about to choose." The director said with a smirk: "The method of selection was voted out by the company, and it's the most traditional way—throwing hydrangea."

"???"

It really deserves to be a company that exploded with the second disease.

The staff brought up a hydrangea shooting prop, and Tian Ye took the important task of throwing the hydrangea without any accident after being elected.

The rule is that whoever is closest to the hydrangea falls will be the one, and the boys cannot move their positions during the period.

"Beautiful sister, avoid me!" 667 graciously blew a kiss.

No boy would want to wear that slit.

A Hua quietly got closer to Tian Ye.

Tian Ye's bright eyes bent into a bridge, then turned around and said, "It's not up to me."

As soon as the words fell, a hydrangea appeared in the air, which caught everyone off guard.

"Hey! Sneak attack!" Another anchor shouted, but it was too late.

Su Heran's heart was beating extremely fast, and his body was standing stiffly in the middle, his eyes focused on the hydrangea and moved accordingly.

Finally, Tianye overpowered the hydrangea and passed him.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, there were two plops, and the sound of the hydrangea hitting something and falling to the ground came.

Everyone took a deep breath.

The temperature in the air plummeted.

Su Heran was shrouded in an ominous premonition, and turned around in guesswork to meet Xiudu's stiff face.

And... the hydrangea at his feet.

Su Heran thought for a while, and felt a sense of sourness inexplicably.

Is this a couple? It's so accurate.

"Oops!!" The director's panicked voice came, and he hurriedly ran over to pick up the hydrangea beside Xiudu, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. Xiu is really sorry, it didn't hit it, let's throw it again, throw it again. "

Thinking of asking Mr. Xiu to wear that costume, his legs went limp.

But the hydrangea in his hand was held down by Xiu Du.

The Director trembled, slowly raised his head, and saw Xiudu's slightly tilted head and oppressive eyes.

He suddenly realized, and tentatively changed his words: "Ah...Since Mr. Xiu got it, then Mr. Xiu will decide."

Without waiting for everyone to get excited, Su Heran watched Xiu Du walk slowly in full view, stuffed the hydrangea ball into his arms, and said with a smile: "Behave well."

Suppressed laughter erupted one after another.

Now all the anchors believe that the relationship between these two is very bad.

Su Heran hugged the hydrangea: "???"

What do I owe you for torturing me like this?

The surrounding anchors who had escaped the catastrophe gloated in Su Heran's dazed eyes, and hurried forward to falsely comfort them.

Su Heran held back his breath and thought about theories, but was surrounded by people and couldn't get away, so he could only watch Xiudu turn and leave, leaving a place of merit and fame behind.

After several more rounds of hydrangea throwing, the anchors got their roles.

Except for Su Heran, everyone had satisfied smiles on their faces.

"Okay, the next three days are going to be filming. Everyone, take the clothes back to the hotel and try them on in the fitting room next to you. In short, let us know in advance if they don't fit, so we can make changes, so let's stop here today, everyone can Going to rest."

The director left after speaking.

Several anchors also left one after another, and Tian Ye walked over apologetically, "I'm sorry, God Su."

Su Heran accepted his fate and said, "It's okay."

Something happened, something big, but he couldn't help it.

"Oh, by the way, you and Mr. Xiu..." Tianye watched him interact several times today, and the little radar in his heart couldn't hold back his gossip.

Su Heran interrupted quickly: "No! I'm not familiar! I'm not familiar at all!"

After speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

Sweet wild: "..."

What did I say, look at your guilty conscience.

Su Heran didn't stop until he ran to the end of the corridor. He was panting slightly with thin sweat on his forehead, feeling like he had just escaped from hell.

It's too scary to be questioned by the master.

Just as he was about to turn around and go to the elevator, he saw the dressing room beside him.

The presence of the clothes in his hands became stronger, and suddenly felt a little hot.

During the chat just now, he knew that his hotel was in the same room as 667, if he went back and was seen by the other party...

Thinking of 667's swishing laughter, he resolutely entered the dressing room.

Or try it here in advance.

As soon as Su Heran entered the dressing room, a man with a pink rabbit mask turned around in the stairwell, and he caught Su Heran's figure pausing.

Then he followed without thinking.

The dressing room is much larger than expected. In addition to a row of dressing tables and an assortment of hangers, there are actually four changing rooms.

Su Heran picked the innermost one and went in and closed the door.

The initial setting of Liaoyuan male protagonist is a charming disciple in the Acacia Sect, so this suit reduces the complexity of ancient costumes. The tight fabric pays more attention to setting off the waistline, and even has a hip design.

Su Heran himself is very thin and has a strong waist, so it can be said that it is effortless to put it on, but the exposed shoulders and the high slits on the side make it difficult for him to adapt.

After he finally put it on with a blushing face, he found that the zipper on the back was stuck.

Just out of his reach.

Su Heran: "..."

House seemingly endless rain.

Violent dismantling is okay, but he may not be able to afford it.

Most of the back was bare/exposed, just when Su Heran was anxious, he heard the sound of leather shoes outside.

He pushed open the door without thinking, "Brother, can you help me..."

Before he finished speaking, he faced a fluffy rabbit mask.

Mr. Rabbit tilted his head.

"Cough." Su Heran interrupted the rabbit head portrait of the gold master that came up in his mind, turned around and showed his bare/exposed back, and asked for help without defense: "My clothes are stuck, can you help me?"

To appear here, it must be the staff.

Pieces of smooth and white backs suddenly appeared in front of her, with butterfly bones protruding slightly, declaring her publicity.

Mr. Rabbit froze.

Su Heran felt the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, and the familiar feeling of staring was shrouded again, and he frowned slightly. The next moment, he felt hot fingertips touching his back.

Then came the second, and then the third.

Mr. Rabbit saw the blush on Su Heran's back, and his movements gradually slowed down.

Su Heran felt that the zipper was ready, but the faint touch on his back made his cheeks feel hot. Mr. Rabbit was much taller than himself but bent down, and the hot breath of the other party spread out twice on his smooth back, He didn't realize how inappropriate this posture and request was until it made people tremble all over.

He hurriedly took a step forward and quickly turned around to pinch the zipper behind his back to cover his skin.

Just as I was about to thank you, there were hurried footsteps outside.

Su Heran was stunned, and was immediately dragged into the changing room by the big hand.

It is said that the changing room is actually a small cubicle less than one square meter. It is fine for one person, but when two adult men come in, even breathing will become crowded.

too close.

It was so close.

Su Heran was clamoring from the bottom of his heart, forced to be surrounded by the other party's icy cedar smell, and when he was pushing and shoving to stop this absurd and inexplicable hiding, Ah Hua's voice came from outside.

Mr. Rabbit put his hand on his lips and made a hush. The temperature of his well-defined knuckles made Su Heran completely silent, and his pupils continued to dilate.

Ah Hua's voice stopped at the door.

"Ran Feng, didn't you say that the protagonist would be me? Why did you make a hydrangea throw?"

"Did you lie to me?"

"Now that the male lead is in Su Heran's hands, if I don't rely on this endorsement to make a comeback, my previous efforts will fall short!"

Su Heran's heart became colder and colder.

What is the previous "effort"?

When he gritted his teeth subconsciously, Mr. Rabbit took out his mobile phone and pressed the recording.

Then the slender fingers landed on the lips again.

Su Heran couldn't speak anymore, but the other party did it anyway.

Su Heran watched Mr. Rabbit trying to raise the phone to tune in, and there were obvious scratches on the back of his hand.

The emotion in his eyes became more and more obvious, and something broke out of the shell and stimulated his heart.

"How can we destroy Su Heran?"

"I hate him so much."

"Isn't it enough for Xiaotian to send blackmail for me to cheat on him and the benefactor of human flesh? Why can he escape again and again? Even the votes you set up for me can't win him!"

Ahua vented all his anger and complained, and didn't even notice that there were two people in the corner.

Su Heran was shocked by his words, and anger occupied the high ground in his heart.

So he did it all?

The accelerated flow of blood made him dizzy, and his foot accidentally hit the board behind him, making a slight knocking sound.

Ah Hua's voice stopped abruptly.

Then shouted: "Who's there!"

Su Heran panicked.

But in the next second, Mr. Rabbit's powerful arms suddenly wrapped around his waist, and a big hand occupied the area around his waist without any gaps.

Su Heran's pupils trembled slightly, and Mr. Rabbit wrapped his hands around the opponent's waist. The thin clothes couldn't cover anything, and he felt the opponent's strong figure and familiar body temperature.

He was drawn into a tender embrace.

There was a gentle touch on the back of the head, Su Heran's breathing became faster, and a subtle voice came from his ear through the mask:

"Don't be afraid, hold me tight."

The author has something to say:

Recording evidence get√

It’s almost like Mr. Xiu is wearing a c suit, but the suit rabbit mask x charming ancient costume little blue hair is also good, siha (start to brainstorm

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