I became popular after dressing as the boss's ex-wife

Chapter 30

The anger in Fu Jiujiu's eyes slowly turned into surprise, and then he bit his lip and turned his head away, his eyelashes drooping to cover the emotion in his eyes.

All the anxiety and anger were like a paper tiger, instantly smashed to pieces by these words.

There was only an indescribable panic left in his heart, and... the joy of struggling desperately.

This sentence came too suddenly, and his emotions were also intense. He couldn't calm down for a while, so he slowly lowered his head.

The broken hair slipped from the ears, and lay weakly on the side of the cheeks, reflecting a piece of white side cheeks and red ear tips.

Lin Jun looked down at him, with a smile on his lips.

Obviously, just now, Fu Jiujiu was so cold and hard when he rejected others, but now he becomes soft because of his words.

His heart was hot and soft, and the smile gradually deepened uncontrollably.

All emotions collided in an instant.

He raised his eyes and scanned the surroundings, seeing that everyone was busy in a hurry, so he raised his hand to wrap up his hanging strand of hair, and pressed it against his ear again.

This kind of intimacy in the public made him feel extremely happy and joyful.

Not like before, where most of the emotions are stormy and overly intense.

Those great joys and sorrows, anger and despair, feelings of powerlessness after being hurt and then healed but helpless, always made him numb and tired.

Even, sometimes he wondered if he had already turned into a walking dead?

But now, such a shallow peace and sweetness can cover his entire heart without leaving any gaps.

Lively and joyful, reassuring and satisfying.

It's just that it would be better if you could hug it a little bit.

Fu Jiujiu is very thin, but every part of his body is soft, soft and sweet in his arms, with a faint milky scent, which is enough to dispel all his fatigue and troubles.

It's just that there are too many people now, Fu Jiujiu won't like it, and maybe he will be afraid...

So he set his sights very restrained.

"Boss Lin," Jiang Yin and his agent came over together: "Just now the magazine staff told us about the situation."

"En." Lin Jun nodded, his eyes very soft.

Jiang Yin is an artist whose original name is Jiang Suifeng. He has heard this name for more than eight years. The frequency is not high, but it is heavy enough.

Therefore, the attitude towards him is also different from others: "Go back."

Jiang Yin's manager wanted to keep the person he brought, but Lin Jun refused. He is not an artist, and he is not used to being surrounded by people.

Once things are settled, everything is much simpler.

The group immediately packed up their things and went to the studio on the top floor.

The make-up artist and photographer were already ready, Fu Jiujiu silently sent Lin Jun into the dressing room, turned around and unpacked the outfits that had already been matched and hung on the mobile hangers, and asked the assistant to send them down for unified revision.

Lin Jun's figure is not much different from Cui Daoqun's, a standard model figure, but his shoulders are slightly wider than Cui Daoqun's, and his waist is narrower.

You don’t need to move too much, you can adjust the lined clothes slightly, and loose clothes like pajamas and sports can be worn directly on the upper body.

The scene was busy, but orderly.

Immediately after Lilith also arrived at the scene, Chang Qing stepped forward to communicate with her and entered another dressing room.

Because of the change of clothes, the shooting sequence was completely disrupted.

Fu Jiujiu re-matched the clothes, while Mary and Wu Qiuran worked with the cameraman and lighting engineer to re-set the scene.

When Lin Jun came out of the dressing room, Fu Jiujiu, who was used to seeing handsome men and beautiful women, felt for the first time what it meant to be radiant.

At that moment, the entire studio brightened up, as if the sun had fallen into the mortal world, making it almost impossible to look directly at it.

All eyes were on him, he was the center of the crowd.

Fu Jiujiu thought of his note in his mobile phone in an instant.

I usually find it funny when I see it, but at this moment it becomes extremely appropriate: My Lord Sovereign.

At this moment, Lin Jun does have a unique charm that makes people want to surrender under his suit pants.

But the sun was unaware of other people's eyes, and walked straight towards Fu Jiujiu.

Fu Jiujiu got up, handed the clothes to be changed to the assistant girl, and led Lin Jun into the dressing room.

Since shirts, jackets, and coats all need to be changed, I can only shoot pajamas and sports series first.

The time was short, and Fu Jiujiu's actions were very direct. He said let's start, and started to unbutton Lin Jun's clothes.

The snow-white buttons were undone one by one, and he once peeked at Yi Yi's chest, which was completely displayed in front of him.

Fu Jiujiu didn't know how many times he changed clothes for all kinds of supermodels and celebrities.

At the busiest time, after the filming was finished, he couldn't even remember who his client was.

No matter how perfect the flesh is, in his eyes, it is just a tool to set off the decorations.

But today, his hands couldn't help shaking a little.

He instinctively wanted to light a cigarette for himself, but he had to endure it.

Such patience is particularly difficult.

Lin Jun's skin is much fairer than that of ordinary men, clean and firm.

The pectoral muscles are not very exaggerated, which is almost the same as the very beautiful drawing method in his cartoons.

The waistline is slim and powerful, drawing out smooth and tight lines.

The abdominal muscles are neatly lined up with eight pieces, and the sexy mermaid line extends all the way down into the suit pants.

When Fu Jiujiu reached out to unbutton his trousers, he couldn't help curling his fingers for a moment before he stretched them out calmly.

It's just that as soon as his finger touched the button, Lin Jun's hand held it down.

The hot skin was tightly attached to his palm, and the seams were tight. Lin Jun's lower abdominal muscles tensed, and he let out a light gasp.

Fu Jiujiu raised his eyes in horror, as if being ignited, with a coaxing sound, his cheeks were on fire.

Lin Jun's repressed eyes met him, and those eyes swept him into the bottomless abyss like a boundless night wave.

After a moment of silence, Lin Jun pursed his lips and said to Fu Jiujiu, "Let her go out."

Fu Jiujiu woke up like a dream, he glanced back, the female assistant was waiting behind her with her clothes on, staring blankly at Lin Jun's naked upper body.

Hearing this, she was a little panicked, thinking that she had offended Lin Jun, and turned to look at Fu Jiujiu as if asking for help.

Fu Jiujiu let out a sigh of relief, and smiled at her: "My senior is a little shy, you should go out first."

The assistant bowed his head and smiled, hung the clothes on the hanger, turned and left.

It wasn't until the door closed behind him that Lin Jun looked at Fu Jiujiu and said, "I'm not shy."

"Yes, yes," Fu Jiujiu held back a smile, the tense atmosphere was completely broken by this little episode: "You are not shy."

Lin Jun looked at him, he seemed dissatisfied with his perfunctory attitude, the corners of his lips were straightened, but he suppressed and did not argue.

If Lin Jun was an artist, Fu Jiujiu might think that he was not professional enough.

But he is not an artist, so Fu Jiujiu only thinks he is cute.

The coffee-gold silk nightgown was flowing with luster as he moved, Fu Jiujiu bent down to fasten his belt for him.

The necklace around the neck, the ring on the finger, and the watch on the wrist, he put them on one by one for him.

When he took off his wedding ring and put on a branded ring, Lin Jun was a little nervous, staring at Fu Jiujiu as he put it in the accessories bag next to him, before going to change his shoes without saying a word.

When he went out, just as the door of the dressing room next door opened, Lilith had already changed into his nightgown.

Lin Jun sat on the chair according to the arrangement, while Lilith leaned over from behind, wrapping her thin white wrists around his neck.

Lin Jun tilted his head slightly, his side face drew a knife-like line, and the two seemed to be kissing sweetly.

Fu Jiujiu paused when he was undressing a suit of clothes, and listened to the photographer's voice of admiration: "Okay, okay, let's make another set, it's great..."

After shooting the couple, there was also a single shot of Lin Jun.

The lights were dimmed, and he sat on the chair with his head down and lit a cigarette. The shadows outlined his three-dimensional facial features, and a wisp of white smoke rose. Behind the smoke, he raised his eyes slightly, like a noble and elegant lion, with coercion in his eyes.

The photographer kept grabbing the lens.

You almost don't have to look to know how great the effect is.

Sitting there, he is an extremely charming painting in itself.

Afterwards, he put his legs up, leaned back slightly into the back of the chair, and lowered his eyes slightly...

The lens focuses on the sparks on the cigarette butts, the sparks are very bright, reflecting the slightly lazy figure behind him, the blurred silhouette, but revealing a noble elegance that no one else can act.

……

After the set was finished, Fu Jiujiu took him into the dressing room again.

It's just that this time he didn't ask his assistant to follow him. He put the clothes he was carrying on the hanger and bent down to undress him.

Fu Jiujiu's posture is very low, his movements are skillful, he has been busy all the time but he never complained, and even took time to praise him for his excellent performance.

Lin Jun looked down at his hair, and put his hand on his shoulder lightly, feeling that he was extremely precious.

The pajamas series and the sports series have been filmed one by one, and I am connecting with the clothes I took out to change.

The male assistant broke out in a sweat, hung the clothes on the hanger, and ironed them carefully with the clothes dryer.

The farther back, the smoother the shooting, Lin Jun got used to the feeling of the camera, and he was used to wearing business attire, and almost all the snap shots with his gestures could be used as the cover.

While taking pictures, the photographer wondered which one should be used for the opening of the year.

Unlike in the past, it was not easy to choose because one was satisfied, but this time it was because there were too many satisfied ones.

It was past nine o'clock in the evening after the filming. Lin Jun finished taking off his makeup and took a shower in the dressing room before changing back into his own clothes.

Fu Jiujiu had just finished finishing the clothes and accessories, and asked his assistant to send them to the showroom.

Seeing him coming out, he went up to meet him, only at this moment did he have time to say to him: "Thank you senior."

Lin Jun looked down at him: "Shall we go have dinner together?"

Lunch and dinner were box lunches, Fu Jiujiu was so busy that he didn't eat a few bites at all.

He nodded: "Well, I treat you."

The two went downstairs, and Fu Jiujiu had to put some materials in the office first.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the door, Mary held up a large bouquet of fiery red roses: "Editor Fu, here we come again."

Fu Jiujiu had a bit of a headache. The two hadn't seen each other since the last talk with Li Xiu, but from the next day, he began to receive roses.

"It's really persevering," Mary giggled, "When will people have it?"

Fu Jiujiu felt that the light was on his back, so he resisted not turning his head to look at Lin Jun.

Mary wanted to joke, but suddenly felt a biting coldness rising from the hands holding the flowers, crawling towards the whole body like a poisonous snake,

The next moment, she met Lin Jun's icy eyes, the coldness in those eyes was as real as it was, almost piercing.

Instinctively, Mary quickly stuffed the flowers into Fu Jiujiu's arms and returned to her seat.

There was a small card in the bouquet, Fu Jiujiu ticked it out, and there were two letters written on it: LX.

Fu Jiujiu put down the flowers helplessly, and turned around to see that Lin Jun had turned around and entered the smoking room.

He sorted out the information quickly and roughly, and when he got up, Wu Qiuran asked, "Second Young Master Lin is your senior?"

Fu Jiujiu nodded, not wanting to say more.

When Lin Jun first came, everyone thought he was good-looking, with a strong aura, and most of his attractiveness came from his appearance and temperament.

But after knowing his identity, his attractiveness more than doubled, as if he was coated with a layer of golden light, making people afraid to look directly at him.

The person Wu Qiuran is dating now is Qin Moxun, the second young master of the Qin family, and he already feels that he is superior enough.

But it's not enough to compare with Lin Jun.

Wu Qiuran couldn't help but feel a little sour: "It's lucky to meet Er Shao Lin as a senior."

Fu Jiujiu smiled and wanted to leave.

Wu Qiuran said again: "However, don't think about anything else. Look at that Jiang Yin, if it wasn't for Jiang Yin, he wouldn't be able to come today, right?"

"I don't know either," Fu Jiujiu smiled, "I'm so curious, may I ask for you?"

"Tsk," Wu Qiuran rolled her eyes: "Let's weigh yourself first. It's your turn to ask such a personal question?"

"Of course he can." A cold voice broke in suddenly.

Lin Jun came out of the smoking room at some point, and was standing quietly not far away.

His eyes were deep and cold, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned unhappily, looking a little scary.

Wu Qiuran opened his mouth, but Lin Jun strode up to Fu Jiujiu as if he couldn't see him.

Wu Qiuran watched helplessly as he held the scarf Fu Jiujiu had forgotten on the back of the chair in his hand, and lowered his head to help him tie it round and round.

"You can ask me anything." He lowered his head and whispered in Fu Jiujiu's ear in a voice that no one else could hear: "What about me? Can I ask you?"

The bouquet of roses was thrown by Fu Jiujiu at the foot of the chair.

Lin Jun looked down for a moment, his brows finally relaxed a little, and finally tightened the scarf with a little force: "Let's go."

The driver is waiting downstairs.

After seeing the two of them, they got out of the car and opened the door as usual, and said respectfully to Fu Jiujiu, "Sir."

Facing Lin Jun, he called: "Master."

Lin Jun escorted Fu Jiujiu into the car, got into the car from the other side, and pulled down the front and rear partitions.

"Senior," Fu Jiujiu said, "It was a gift from a customer."

"Isn't your client a fashionista?" Lin Jun whispered, "So vulgar, send red roses."

Where is the red rose vulgar?Fu Jiujiu felt a little funny again.

He suppressed his smile and whispered, "I'm not interested in others."

Lin Jun looked sideways at him, wondering if his "other" was targeted.

It was cold and the wind was blowing outside the window, but it was warm in the car.

Fu Jiujiu worked overtime last night, picked up people at the airport early today, plus today's unexpected situation and a busy day...

I feel especially tired now when I relax.

He was thinking about taking Lin Jun to dinner, but he couldn't help feeling sleepy as soon as the car shook.

He covered his lips with his hands, and yawned a little, his soft and thick eyelashes were stained with tears.

The eyes also become a little misty and soft, like a baby, looking soft and harmless.

Lin Jun pursed his lips and looked at him, with a trace of tenderness in his brows.

Fu Jiujiu is so cute, who wouldn't like him?

Anyone who doesn't like him must be blind.

So it's not surprising that he received red roses from others "sincerely".

But giving it away is someone else's business, Fu Jiujiu is his city, he has to guard it.

In a flash, Fu Jiujiu lowered his head and nodded.

The thin white neck is curved a bit, which looks a bit worrying.

Lin Jun put the man's head on his shoulder calmly, and put his arms around his shoulder.

Fu Jiujiu hummed in his arms, found a comfortable position and did not move.

His face was slightly upturned in his arms, his breath sprinkled on the Adam's apple of his neck, and the piece of cartilage couldn't help sliding a few times.

Lin Juntan held his face with his palms, let his breathing go away a little, and then let out a long breath, and hugged him tightly in his arms.

When he got in the car, he had already taken off his coat, and Fu Jiujiu was wearing a sweater next to his body.

Lin Jun only noticed at this moment that a sunflower was stabbed with gold thread on the chest of his sweater.

His eyes brightened, the corners of his lips couldn't hide a smile, happiness seemed to come very simply.

Fu Jiujiu slept soundly, and the breath of Lin Jun made him feel at ease.

He felt in a daze that he was being hugged tightly, but he still didn't feel safe, so he stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around something.

It wasn't until he felt a slight sense of falling that he opened his eyes and found himself lying on the bed at home.

Lin Jun was grabbing a corner of the quilt and covering him.

"Senior," he asked in a daze, "how about dinner?"

Lin Jun let out a laugh: "Shall I eat it in my dream?"

Fu Jiujiu regained consciousness a little, struggling to move, but was held down by Lin Jun.

He looked at him with a smile: "Go to sleep, and eat another day."

Fu Jiujiu didn't speak, and looked at him half asleep and half awake. This way he looked very soft and defenseless, completely unguarded against him.

Lin Jun's heart was very hot, so he looked at it a few more times: "I asked someone to buy a beef stew, and put your rice cooker to keep warm, so you can get up to eat when you are hungry at night."

After thinking for a while, he added: "You can also eat it tomorrow morning, it won't go bad."

"Thank you senior." Fu Jiujiu reacted for a moment and said, "Do I owe you again?"

"You owe me too much, Fu Xiaojiu," Lin Jun lowered his eyes, moved a little closer to him, pressed his lips against his ear, and asked as if he was afraid that the loud noise would disturb him, "You, what do you need to pay back?" rise?"

The author has something to say: Jun'er: I'm afraid the only way to pay off is to promise with your body

感谢在2020-08-0716:43:19~2020-08-0816:04:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Did you explode 1 today;

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