little widow

Shi Qi's eyes instantly bent into crescents.

"Oh—" he blinked playfully.

Gong Xingchuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and closed the door of the dressing room behind his back: "Take it off."

Shi Xi was wearing a white shirt, the hem was tucked neatly into the trousers, the buttocks were raised, the waist was thin, and the legs were slender.

He is full of lust, but the TV series and movies he accepts never contain nude scenes, so he won the "Most Want to Watch Him Get Died" award on Weibo.

Gong Xingchuan's eyes darkened, and he remembered his distraught appearance.

Shi Xi put his hand on the button obediently, and then realized something, his expression changed slightly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Uncle, can you turn off the light?"

Gong Xingchuan lowered his eyes slightly, but did not speak.

Shi Qi plucked up his courage and continued to ask, "Can you turn off the light?"

--Snapped!

Gong Xingchuan turned off the lights in the dressing room.

Shi Qi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The faint light cast from the crack of the door painted Gong Xingchuan's outline with a soft silver edge. He unbuttoned the button, and before he could take off his shirt, the figure suddenly approached.

"Uncle?" Shi Qi was instantly alert like a cat with fur.

The sense of oppression brought by Gong Xingchuan in the darkness was too strong, Shi Xi just wanted to escape.

"Hiding for what?" Gong Xingchuan pressed his shoulder.

The warm palm pressed against the slippery and cold skin made him shudder, but at the same time reassured him.

Gong Xingchuan tore off the nipple stickers, first groped with his fingers, and when his fingertips touched the soft dots, the two of them gasped at the same time.

Shi Qi is intolerable, but Gong Xingchuan is restrained.

The cold nipples covered it, but Gong Xingchuan's fingers became hot.

Shi Qi grabbed Gong Xingchuan's wrist violently, and tremblingly took it to the other side.He was afraid that if he was touched again, he would scream uncontrollably.

Gong Xingchuan acquiesced in Shi Qi's small movements, and after pasting, he pressed his thumb against the small dot viciously: "Don't drop it when you shoot."

Shi Xi gritted his teeth and nodded, turning into a whimpering little puppy.

"Cheongsam." Gong Xingchuan's tone was close to an order.

Shi Qi took off his pants in the dark, wearing only a pair of underwear, panting slightly while crossing his arms.

But he saw that Gong Xingchuan's figure became shorter.

"Uncle?" Shi Qi was frightened, and he stretched out his hand suddenly, only touching Gong Xingchuan's hair.

"Put your legs up." Gong Xingchuan naturally half-kneeled beside him, motioning for him to stretch his legs into the cheongsam.

"Uncle..." Shi Qi closed his eyes tremblingly, stretched his legs in, and quickly put on the cheongsam.

Gong Xingchuan did not intend to let him go so easily.

The scorching hands gently climbed up Shi Xi's ankles, lifted the corners of his skirt, lingered on the slender legs, and finally hooked the edge of the underwear accurately.

"No, huh?"

Shi Qi was on the verge of collapse: "Uh...hmm, I don't wear it."

The coolness swept over.

This time he couldn't control it anymore, he grabbed Gong Xingchuan's arm and screamed.

"Xiao Qi?" Gong Xingchuan folded the piece of fabric, put it away, and gently rubbed his head, "No, I won't shoot today."

"I want to shoot..." Shi Qi murmured, "It must be taken."

So Gong Xingchuan was not so gentle.

Time can't take care of so much.He also felt the "vacuum" when taking makeup photos before, but it was the first time that there was a vacuum in front of Gong Xingchuan.

His body reacted quickly.

"Xiaoqi?" Gong Xingchuan called out again.

Shi Xi didn't dare to speak.

Gong Xingchuan hesitated for a moment, feeling that his condition was not right, he stretched out his hand, trying to wrap his arms around his waist and bring him into his arms.

"Do not touch me!"

The chill was like a hibernating snake, revived at that moment.Shi Qi's resistance was unprecedentedly strong, he pushed Gong Xingchuan away, staggered back, and finally fell into the clothes basket full of clothes in embarrassment.

The next second, the light came on.

Gong Xingchuan pulled him up in the dazzling light, turned and left coldly, and when he reached the door, his footsteps paused.

"Is that how I make you sick?"

Shi Qi stood in place, with wet tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.

He shook his head, and replied to the figure who had gone away: "No... no..."

Shi Qi squatted down, embraced his arms, trembling all over.

When Ryan found Shi Qi, he had already changed into a cheongsam, and was sitting alone by the window sill, with a folded shirt next to his hand.

The bright sunlight blurred Shi Qi's expression, making him feel an unspeakable sense of fragility.

This kind of time habitat is very similar to Fang Yichi.

Ryan quickly pressed the shutter: "The mood is right, keep it up... Where is Mr. Gong?"

Shi Qi came back to his senses, and jumped off the window sill with his skirt in hand: "He left earlier."

Gong Xingchuan has endless things to do and endless meetings.

Ryan nodded in understanding, and seemed to understand the relationship between Shiqi and Gongxingchuan.

What else could it be besides nurturing?

Wherever he lived, there was blood and blood. Ryan has been a photographer for many years, and he knows how powerful it is, and he is even more afraid of getting burned.

So he changed the subject, directed the staff to set up the scene, and then frowned and stared at the photo in the camera: "Shi Qi, you are very malleable, try a catwalk when you have time."

"I like acting." Shi Qi blinked, and the loneliness in his eyes disappeared.

In front of outsiders, he is always invulnerable.

"That's right, acting is more promising than catwalks." Ryan raised his head, "Come on, according to your own understanding of Fang Yichi, pose a few poses."

Time to do so.

He was thinking about Fang Yichi, and he was also thinking about himself.

He has never been disgusted by Gong Xingchuan.The reason why the reaction was so big was purely a shadow - no one could touch his waist.

It used to be worse.

Shi Qi is an actor, and there will always be physical contact when he is acting. Every time he endures the discomfort, he finishes a shot with all his strength, and then rushes into the bathroom to vomit.Spit and spit, and get used to it.

Even Lily doesn't know this secret, and Shi Qi doesn't intend to tell Gong Xingchuan.