Juliet Tower

On the day of the Chinese Valentine’s Day flash mob, the brand purchased popular search terms to build momentum, but it was the partner’s roses and the florist who dealt with roses every day that caused the commotion.

The WeChat of the studio and the official WeChat private message of "Confession" were bombarded indiscriminately, and most of the few serious business contacts were boys and girls who took flowers that day to try their luck and inquire about the florist that day.Su Ruike was devastated. She intended to promote roses, but it seemed that Qiao Yumian was the one who promoted them.

Qiao Yumian went to the studio to broadcast live on Saturday, but was delayed by An Jiayu for a long time before going out, almost late, and was blocked at the door again.

The other party's suit and leather shoes didn't look like a scout, but more like an agent, "Think about it, such a good condition, as long as you are willing to endure hardships, you will definitely..."

"I'm sorry, I'm really not this material." He never thought about it from the beginning to the end. He wondered if it was because he was too tightly controlled and restrained when he was a child. He hoped that he would have freedom in his lifetime without having to worry about anything. live by the eyes of man.

"Rejection is because I don't understand. How many times have I seen young people who didn't seize the opportunity and regretted it later."

"Sorry, I still have work, and my colleagues are waiting for me." Qiao Yumian knew what he was going to say.As long as he enters the entertainment circle, the income of Xiao Xiami in the [-]th line is unimaginable for ordinary people.

"...Then, if you change your mind, please contact me at any time." The other party didn't make the situation too embarrassing, and only left his contact information, turned around and got into the sports car parked by the side of the road.

"Qiao Yumian???? What are you doing?" Su Ruike stared at his neck dumbfounded.

The makeup artist snickered and scratched his hair for him, and handed him a makeup mirror.

……

Qiuhuo showed his power, he took a shower before he went out at noon, An Jiayu pressed the wall against the wall to tease him before he got dressed, sucking and playing with the skin on his neck like a baby in the oral stage.

Right below the Adam's apple, the marks that I thought would disappear in one stroke are still bright red now, like a raspberry that is about to ripen.

"...It's too weird to wear a high collar on a hot day... What should I do, get a filter?" Su Rui raised her forehead, "Tsk, you said you can't suck where your clothes can cover... ..."

"Cough. President Su..." This complaint was a bit too much.He winked at Su Ruike.When he went to Kenya before, he found that photographers do not accept the appearance of homosexuality. Since he has been working with him for a long time, he has tried his best to ignore it.

"Bring me this." The stylist took off the black velvet choker from his neck, which was less than two fingers wide and just enough to cover it.

Qiao Yumian looked at the broken diamond snowflake pendant in the middle and was troubled: "This is a female style..."

"It's okay, this one is alive, you can change it, just take it off." The stylist opened the clasp of the pendant, and only a pair of plain black velvet remained. You go and change into a black silk shirt."

He changed into a loose shirt according to the instructions, but was unbuttoned two more at the neckline, and the sleeves were rolled up to the elbows.

"Tsk... this... still looks like a florist..." A few girls surrounded him, and the stylist pondered for a moment, "It doesn't look like it anyway, so let's be more thorough." She flipped through the oversized bucket bag. He took out a mirror case and handed it to Qiao Yumian, "Take this with you."

It was an antique gold-rimmed flat mirror with a very thin metal chain attached to the temple.

"Reading glasses..." The straight male photographer's eyes widened.

The girls glanced at him in disgust, then turned back to Qiao Yumian.

"You have to lower your head and wrap the flowers later, so wear them later."

Qiao Yumian took the glasses calmly, studied for a while and raised her head to ask: "What is wearing after..."

It seems that he is no better than a straight man...

"Pfft." The stylist hung the glasses around his neck like a necklace, and then put them on the bridge of his nose normally, "Look down."

He lowered his head, the chain hangs down on both sides and connects to the back of his neck, which will not affect his operation.

"Hiss... isn't it a bit... too much... not good." The girls took out their phones and pointed at him.

"If you exceed it, just pass it... Don't wear an apron today..." Su Ruike raised the corner of her mouth and never put it down.

Qiao Yumian sat in front of the camera, concentrating on making a bouquet that belonged to early autumn, citrus-colored Austin roses, lemon-yellow multi-headed roses, red-yellow maple leaves, and red-leaved Nantianzhu with a bunch of plump small fruits.

Between high and low, warm colors and fruitful fruits create a sweet early autumn. He cut a piece of hemp rope instead of a ribbon, and tied it outside the wrapping paper of coffee and orange powder.

He didn't see "awsl" screen after screen in the live broadcast room, "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh", and even some accounts yelled out a sentence of shielding symbols indiscriminately.

Only Su Ruike and the stylist who was reluctant to leave sighed from time to time: "It seems to be too much... Hey, why does the little girl talk like this now... Hey... Don't let him see..."

Qiao Yumian raised her eyelids, and she could probably guess the content. After all, the girls just said "husband x me" through the screen, which is harmless.

There was no rain in Liqiu this year, so the weather will be extremely dry for the next half month.

An Jiayu was afraid of the heat, so she simply canceled her yoga class and strength training. Every afternoon, when the temperature dropped a little, she went out to swim in the clubhouse for 10 minutes, and returned home just in time for dinner.

As soon as he pushed the door, Qiao Yumian was changing out a pair of casual leather shoes.

Before leaving, she was still dressed in a white T and jeans and sneakers, and after only seeing each other for two or three hours, she was already a different person.

A pure black choker was wrapped around his neck, his shirt was buttoned up to his chest, silk was hanging on his pale skin, and the most outrageous thing was the pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He threw away the sports backpack in his hand, walked straight forward, stretched out his finger, and scratched the man's neck across the velvet.

Qiao Yumian grabbed his wrist, and tilted her head a little embarrassedly: "I just wore it on the live broadcast. Su Rui can drop me off, but I didn't have time to change it because I was in a hurry, and I'm afraid it will delay her date."

"Are you dressed like this for the live broadcast today?" An Jiayu felt itchy when he thought of him sitting in front of the camera with a calm face and a sense of abstinence playing with flowers and plants, and then thought that everyone had already enjoyed watching this appearance, and felt a little bit Displeased, "It's too much, aren't you taking the small and fresh route, who told you to dress like this..."

Qiao Yumian pondered for a moment, tilted her head, and smiled maliciously, as if suddenly realizing: "...do you like it?" As he spoke, he lightly touched the black velvet around his neck, intending to test it out, but In An Jiayu's eyes, it was a bright tease.

Just after exercising, his body was still warm and excited, his kiss quickly brought Qiao Yumian into a state, and they hugged each other and rolled onto the floor in front of the window that was still warm from the sun.An Jiayu was neither willing to take off his slippery shirt nor the velvet around his neck, but reluctantly took off the retro frame that disguised the man as a gentle scum, and entangled with him until the sky was dark.

Qiao Yumian put her elbows on An Jiayu's ear, and leaned over to hold An Jiayu in her arms

In An Jiayu's emotional trance, she couldn't help but want to speak to him.

"...Don't..." He had no choice but to put one hand on the man's mouth, not wanting to add new marks.

"Well……"

The soft sobs accompanied by the hot breath quickly made Qiao Yumian's fingers wet, and even the fingertips were hot.The palm seemed to be dyed with a ball of fire, the heat spread rapidly, and the burning of the blood brought unprecedented pleasure, he let go of An Jiayu's breath, touched down the slender neck, and could circle more than half a circle with one hand.

An Jiayu raised his half-closed eyelids and stared at him in a daze.

He stopped approaching, took off the choker with both hands, and put it on An Jiayu's neck, tightening it slowly, then tightening again, he entered the deepest part again, and his movements became more and more intense...

After dinner, An Jiayu was leaning against the head of the bed, silently staring at the tablet.Qiao Yumian lured him out with the sound of unwrapping popsicles: "Don't lie down, it's easy to indigestion." He handed over the popsicle, An Jiayu opened his mouth to take a big bite and chewed it up, and immediately closed his eyes due to the ice.

Qiao Yumian glanced at the score on his tablet: "What are you looking at?"

"The school's centennial celebration at the end of the month, I sent an email to the company last week, asking if I could come."

"Go?"

"Go, I have already agreed. Go to the orchestra and ask them to take a profile photo, and then sit with the leader and watch the students perform."

"Let you take the stage?" Qiao Yumian felt that the school leaders would not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Well. I have to rehearse with them two hours in advance that day. The teacher just sent me the score and parts." An Jiayu turned on the tablet and showed him.

Qiao Yumian bowed her head, it was the suite of "Kitch's Delivery Service".There are two excerpts before and after, "City Seeing the Sea" and "Sad Kiki".

"Hayao Miyazaki?" Qiao Yumian thought he would see classical music scores.

"Have you seen it? I'll only go to the latter part."

"I've seen it." In the nursing home, he occasionally watched movies with Li Huijun to pass the time. The happiness he missed in childhood was actually made up in adulthood.

"I haven't read it. The introduction says that the prototype city is Stockholm."

"Well, the story of the seaside town..." Qiao Yumian thought for a while, "I'll watch it with you later."

When the subtitles came out, An Jiayu yawned, Qiao Yumian turned off the player, took the tablet to the living room to charge and then returned to the bed, the man fell asleep, the curly ponytail was loosened by the pillow, leaned to the side, and his hair followed his breath And move.

Qiao Yumian stretched out his hand to compare, it seemed that it was much longer than when he just came back.