Reborn Queen Fan

Harris just looked at Tang Yu quietly, and didn't intend to answer Tang Yu. His deep purple eyes seemed to be conveying something in the blink of an eye.

Regardless of Tang Yu, he didn't see anything. Under the overly focused gaze of the blond nobleman, he only had goosebumps and the feeling of standing up.

Andy looked at the situation in front of him with a little sadness. The oriental boy with black hair and porcelain skin, and the cold and dazzling blond nobleman are really beautiful pictures, but there is a strange atmosphere floating in it.

Why does he feel that such "idlers" like himself should retreat quickly.

Didn't Tang break up with the Duke?

Anyway, fortunately, the photographer brought by NEXT still had some responsibility. After doing enough mental construction in the bathroom, he quickly got out.

"Sorry for the long wait, pay attention to the lights."

Her own problem was resolved without a problem, Tang Yu could only focus on the camera for the time being, with a beautiful smile on the corner of her mouth.

Already working.

However, although the blond nobleman suddenly appeared like a god, there were many problems that should have arisen.

His Excellency the Duke didn't know what the camera was or wasn't, so he sat upright in the chair as usual, with no expression on his face.

The photographer was sweating profusely looking at his camera. The picture was beautiful, but the other protagonist obviously didn't cooperate.

He quietly moved his position, and came to Andy who was overseeing the work, "Mr. Broker, can I trouble you, please ask the Duke to turn his head, otherwise the photos taken will still not be able to reach you. In other words, this is a rule set by that idiot, although the communication between the model and the camera is very important, but there is no rule that the model must look at the camera."

"That's right." Nodding with the same hatred, Andy still looked heavy when he looked at Harris, whose eyes were glued to Tang Yu's body. How could he speak.

"I'll try it out."

After rubbing his face, Andy decided to act like a gold medalist in New York, "Mr. Harris, please look at the camera. The photo shoot needs to be communicated with the photographer."

As soon as the words fell, Andy noticed the frown of the blond nobleman, God, he was going to die, and he was blaming the Duke.

Yelling uneasily in his heart, Andy tried his best to maintain a professional (dogleg) smile on his face.

But unexpectedly, the blond nobleman actually turned his head to the camera.But his expression made the photographer want to rush to the bathroom again.

Thanks to the cooperation of the blond nobleman, although the beginning was not smooth, it gradually entered the best state.

"Okay, boy, move a little bit, you are a model and a designer, don't look at the Duke with such lingering eyes."

Andy looked at the excited photographer, who was carefully recording that face. It must be difficult for this man to be able to say such things in front of the Duke in the future.

Tang Yu was deeply embarrassed by the photographer's statement, why didn't he know that his eyes on Harris still had a lingering meaning.

Following the photographer's request with all his heart, Tang Yu left the armrest and took a few steps forward, and soon found that the breath of the nobleman was lingering around him again.

Holding the tape measure that Andy handed over, the blond nobleman frowned, with a hint of disgust in his eyes, how could such a thing be accurate with his own hands.

"OK, I got it, very good."

The sound of "click" and "click" kept ringing in the studio, accompanied by the photographer's roar that frightened everyone from time to time. Two hours later, the photo shoot was successfully completed.

After dismissing the very enthusiastic photographer who planned to stay and help choose the photos, Andy looked at the photos in front of him with satisfaction. Well, the studio, the sense of lens, now, the model association should have no reason to say.

"The duke is so beautiful." Standing beside Andy, Jack sighed while looking at the photo, but was soon covered by the uncle of the agent.

"Shh, keep your voice down." Andy pressed Jack, and at the same time was once again impressed by the god-given appearance of the blond aristocrat, without any makeup, even if he was naked, under the strong light, the Duke's face did not have a trace of blemish .

"Let's go, let's go, go pick pictures with me, and this time we're going to throw the pictures in that Brad's face."

Looking at the two people who obviously had no intention of choosing photos, Andy pulled Jack out of the studio. This time, they were the ones to choose the photos.

In the studio with only two people left, the air seemed to freeze.

Tang Yu looked at Harris, obviously doing nothing, but felt an inexplicable guilty conscience.

However, according to Harris' temper, he would not open his mouth when no one spoke, so after the silence, Tang Yu still spoke, "Thank you, Mr. Harris, you have done me a great favor."

"En." Harris nodded, looking at the doll in front of him, it was fine, there was no emotion other than thank you in the black eyes.

Tang Yu tilted his head, avoiding Harris' sight. Why did he feel that Mr. Harris was a little strange today.

"Let's go." The blond nobleman suddenly stood up and pulled Tang Yu up.

"En? Where are you going?" Seeing the big hand firmly grasping her, Tang Yu didn't even have the slightest intention of resisting.

The blond nobleman seemed to have something important to do, so Tang Yu just flirted with Andy and was dragged away.

Obediently following Harris into the black Maybach, Tang Yu looked at the smiling driver in the driver's seat, "Hello, Mr. Albert."

"Hello."

After the blond-haired nobleman dragged Tang Yu into the car, he closed his eyes and fell asleep and stopped talking. Only Tang Yu was alone. The dry author greeted him awkwardly from time to time. Albert's friendly gaze from the rearview mirror .

The car slowly pulled out of the downtown area of ​​New York. Tang Yu looked at the increasingly familiar scenery. Is this on the way to Harris Villa?

"Master Tang, please."

"Okay, okay."

Dazedly following behind Harris and walking in, Tang Yu was surprised to find that there seemed to be some changes in the villa.

The cold and gorgeous appearance has changed slightly. The marble floor of the hall is covered with a whole piece of fine wool carpet, and the walls are decorated with optimizations with more delicate and soft colors.

But what surprised Tang Yu was still behind. The empty space on the left side of the second floor of Harris Villa was filled with items that were incompatible with the design of the villa.

Tang Yu opened his mouth wide, and reached out to touch the log furniture. These things could not have been moved from his home.

"Mr. Albert, may I ask what is going on here?"

"Master Tang, let the master come out and let him tell you." The old butler looked at the Dongfang boy in front of him with relief.

After Young Master Tang left, the question asked by the master made Albert feel that his master had probably enlightened.

Just like the old master back then, he found his beloved.

And the gentle and beautiful mistress will assist the master and bring the Harris family to a new height.

Tang Yu trembled, looking at the butler with a beautiful smile in front of him, he was a little surprised, but there was no trace of anger. It was obvious that all his belongings, except the things in the bedroom, had been taken away without his consent. Moved to Harris' villa.

"Mr Harris."

Following Albert to the hall and sitting down, Tang Yu looked at the blond nobleman who appeared on the stairs.

He was wearing a black Italian suit, with a neatly folded gray silk handkerchief in the left breast pocket. His elegant temperament seemed to be integrated with the antique carved armrest.

"Call me Louis." The focus of the blond nobleman always falls outside Tang Yu's imagination.

Tang Yu didn't agree, but continued, "Mr. Harris, why did you bring all my things here."

"You will live here from now on."

"Mr. Harris!" How could anyone be so overbearing.

Harris stood motionless on the stairs, tilted his head, "This is my reward, for helping you again."

"That can't move all my things here."

"If you feel homesick, you can live on the second floor." The blond nobleman explained Tang Yu's question patiently.

"Then please tell me the reason for doing this." Tang Yu asked with a sigh, knowing that he would never be able to beat the blond-haired nobleman.

"I like you. Not your body, but you."

"?!" Tang Yu was taken aback. When did the blond nobleman say so much, and what does that mean? Such a sudden confession.