After rebirth, he had sex with Bai Yueguang of Zha Gong

The elevator descended slowly, and the three of them were silent. Xu Chun was in a daze because of drunkenness, so he buried his head in Xie Jianyuan's chest, and kept saying something vaguely.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Xie Jianyuan asked him in a low voice.

Xu Chun nodded his head slowly, and hummed with a strong nasal voice.

Jiang Xiuyan looked at Xu Chun's uncomfortable appearance after being drunk, and couldn't help frowning worriedly: "He drinks very little, so he can't drink."

Xie Jianyuan: "I know."

Jiang Xiuyan: "The aunt in my family can make hangover soup, or I can bring a copy to his house, or I can send him home.

Xie Jianyuan curled his lips, his eyes were dark.

"No, I'll do it for him since he lives with me."

Jiang Xiuyan opened his eyes slightly as if he hadn't reacted, and his face turned pale.

"You live together?"

Seeing that Xie Jianyuan didn't look like he was lying, Jiang Xiuyan pursed his lips and his eyes darkened.

Xie Jianyuan's gaze paused on Shen Zhu's body again, then fell on Jiang Xiuyan's body, he raised his eyebrows indifferently, with an interesting smile on his face.

"What were you two doing together just now?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Xiuyan's face with great interest. Before Jiang Xiuyan could speak, Shen Zhu said: "Mr. Jiang helped me a little bit before, so I wanted to send something to thank Mr. Jiang. Said he likes to drink tea, so I..."

"Love tea?" Xie Jianyuan glanced at Jiang Xiuyan lukewarmly, then asked repeatedly.

"...Yes." Shen Zhu looked at him in confusion, not knowing what he meant.

Jiang Xiuyan looked away with a complicated expression. His habit of drinking tea was developed after Xu Chun left. When he was with him, he didn't understand why he always liked to drink that kind of astringent thing, but after he left , I started to try drinking tea myself, and after getting used to it over time, I also fell in love with the taste.

"Same with your classmate, I didn't know you like to drink tea." I saw that Xie Jian pursed his lips pointedly.

Jiang Xiuyan's expression froze slightly, and he remained silent.

Xie Jianyuan was about to speak when he suddenly felt Xu Chun move in his arms.

"What's wrong?" Xie Jianyuan asked.

Xu Chun rubbed his cheek against his chest, and said a few words slowly: "I want to vomit."

Xie Jianyuan was startled, then a helpless smile appeared on his face, and he coaxed softly: "Hey, bear with it, and then vomit when you get home."

Jiang Xiuyan's face was very exciting when he heard Xu Chun say this. Even in front of him, he never showed a soft look. Xu Chun has always been gentle and quiet. Of course, he would be shy sometimes, but in a certain In these aspects, he has always been free and easy, and he is a very strong person in his bones, so it is rare to see him acting like a baby.

As for Xie Jianyuan, he would only show this pampering look in front of Xu Chun. Thinking of this, he lowered his eyelashes to block his sight, afraid that if he took another look, he would not be able to bear it.

After Xu Chun heard Xie Jianyuan's words, although he muttered something in dissatisfaction, he still obediently obeyed

A group of four people got off the elevator and then separated. Xie Jianyuan pulled his coat over Xu Chun's head, put on a mask and hat himself, lowered his head and walked quickly towards the car, this was also to guard against paparazzi taking sneak shots.

After arriving home, Xie Jianyuan made hangover soup for Xu Chun and fed it to him himself. He was very reluctant at first, but under his patient coaxing, he still drank the hangover soup completely.

Seeing Xu Chun's drunken eyes, Xie Jianyuan couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of his lips, caressing his fair cheeks, and slowly stroking his smooth skin.

He only heard a soft sigh from his throat: "It's you I like."

Only then can he speak out his thoughts that he has nowhere to vent, because he is afraid that the current state of the two of them will be broken after he speaks out, and he dare not take that risk.

Xu Chun, whose drunken mind had gone blank, was unable to react at this moment, and only responded vaguely, which sounded like a response.

Seeing this, Xie Jianyuan smiled deeply, then stroked his forehead, and said warmly: "Go to sleep, good night."

When Xu Chun opened the door after waking up the next day, he saw Xie Jianyuan on the phone, probably talking to his manager, he walked over to get a slice of it, and then took a sip of milk.

Xie Jianyuan hung up the phone, looked at Xu Chun who had already woken up, and just called "Brother Chun" before being interrupted by Xu Chun.

He tore off a piece of bread with a wooden face and chewed: "Don't ask me, I forgot everything."

He was indeed very confused in his drunken memories last night, but he vaguely remembered a very embarrassing scene, and even Jiang Xiuyan and Shen Zhu were present. Thinking of this, Xu Chun felt ashamed and angry.

Xie Jianyuan didn't pierce his thoughts, just smiled and said: "I want to ask you if your manager told you about the magazine shooting?"

Xu Chun shook his head.

"It seems that my agent got the news first." Xie Jianyuan smiled and said: "The cover characters of the next issue of "vomune" magazine are tentatively scheduled to be me and you."

Xu Chun was slightly surprised. Of course he knew the magazine "vomune". It can be said that it is a well-known fashion magazine in China and even in the world. It is a fashion resource that many artists dream of. If any artist wins it, it is enough The rice circle blows for a long time.

He was most popular when he was about 17 years old. He appeared in this magazine once, but it was only the cover of the supplementary issue. He never thought that he would be featured in the main issue.

The place where the magazine was shot was in a high-end office building. When Xu Chun walked in the corridor, many staff members greeted him politely, and their attitude was a little more respectful than before.

Because the box office results of Xu Chun's new film are really high, the final box office of "Twin Cities" in this life is even higher than that in the previous life.

You must know that although the fan economy accounts for a large proportion of the market, the ratings and box office are real. If there are no passers-by to support and like it, then it is perfectly normal to hit the street.

There are too many examples of small fresh meat works in the circle. Although Xu Chun is not a small fresh meat, he has recently seen a trend that his traffic data even surpasses some small fresh meats.

Nowadays, small fresh meat actors are often ridiculed for their lack of acting skills, and powerful actors cannot be popular because of their own traffic. If Xu Chun can achieve the best of both worlds, then his future will be limitless.

This movie box office is an example.

But the premise is that nothing goes wrong, because everything in this circle is changing rapidly. If you were standing high one second, you may fall down the next second, and nothing can be concluded.

Walking to the dressing room, Xu Chun changed his clothes and came out. The magazine designed him an elite style. He was wearing a silver-gray suit, soft black hair combed docilely, gold-rimmed glasses on his face, and a button-down shirt. Neatly buttoned, it looks gentle and abstinent.

Everyone has their own dressing room. Xu Chun heard from the makeup artist that there are two studios, one large and one large for shooting him and Xie Jianyuan, and the small one for shooting Fu He and Xu Huaizhou.

Mentioning Fu He, Xu Chun couldn't help being slightly taken aback. Since the recording of the variety show last time, he hadn't seen him for a while, and so did Xu Huaizhou, who seldom saw him.

"Xie Jian Yuanhua is ready?" After waiting for a while, Xu Chun couldn't help asking.

The makeup artist gently patted the foundation on his face, and replied, "It's early, and the staff will notify you when the time comes."

Xu Chun didn't speak anymore, and continued to stare at himself in the mirror.

His glasses had been taken off and placed on the dressing table. Under the black forehead hair were beautiful amber eyes, and the contours of his facial features were soft and clean.

While putting on makeup for him, the makeup artist said, "Brother Xu, why is your skin so good? How do you take care of it in daily life? Let me pass on your experience."

Xu Chun smiled modestly: "How can I compare to you professionals."

His age is now twenty, which is not considered old among actors, but if counted according to the age of idols, he is already considered an old man.

But his skin is really good, there is no sign of his real age at all, it is as tender as water can be squeezed out, and there are almost no fine lines at the corners of his eyes, it can be said that people can't guess his age at all.

But Xu Chun couldn't help but sighed a little: "It's still not as good as you young people."

The makeup artist joked and laughed: "What's the matter? I posted it because of something." Because Xu Chun usually doesn't seem to care about age.

Xu Chun choked, and immediately stopped talking.

Just about to get up after putting on makeup, the door opened from the outside, and Xie Jianyuan walked in.

I saw him wearing a black suit, his figure was straight and tall, and his legs were slender. When he saw Xu Chun, it was probably rare for him to be dressed like this. A faint smile.

"very nice."

Hearing Xie Jianyuan's praise, Xu Chun couldn't help but pursed his lips slightly, and said half-jokingly: "Praise me, what good did I do you?"

Xie Jianyuan smiled lowly: "Remember the account first, and then pay slowly later."

"Then I don't dare to owe favors anymore, what should I do if I can't afford it in the future?" Xu Chun also smiled and replied.

The conversation between the two was naturally relaxed. When a staff member came to remind him, Xu Chun got up and planned to go to the studio with him.

But for some reason, he paused slightly when he stood up, then sat back down again, and said to him, "You go first, I'll be right back."

Although Xie Jianyuan had some doubts in his heart, he didn't choose to ask in the end, but turned around and opened the door and walked out.

After Xie Jianyuan left, Xu Chun looked at the stylist for a moment, showing an unspeakably shy expression.

"Ask you something..." His voice was so low that it couldn't be lower.

"what?"

"...is there a height increasing insole?"

"……some."