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

Chapter 1

Fu Jiujiu was pressed down, and his temples were wet with thin sweat.

His limbs, lips and tongue lost their freedom, almost suffocating.

Outside the sweaty eyelashes were the man's dark and deep eyebrows, in which the valley of emotion was confined, like a burning fire, warm and vigorous, as fierce as bloodthirsty.

Fu Jiujiu gasped, burned to ashes by those eyes.

This was a dream, Fu Jiujiu knew it very well.

Ever since he met that man on the twentieth anniversary of his alma mater, he seemed to be controlled by a magical force.

Every night, that force would silently push him into this charming dream, unable to break free.

In the dream, the hot sweat on the man's chin fell on him, like a hot kiss.

The sharp teeth nibbled on the skin, gnawing at the small light-colored mole below the navel.

A deep and hoarse voice came up, with a hoarse smile and an indescribable love, so sexy that people couldn't help it: "Can I bite it off for you?"

Fu Jiujiu couldn't answer, his lips were completely occupied by a voice that would make people blush when they heard it.

Then the man took a nasty bite.

While Fu Jiujiu was trembling, he repeated in a hoarse voice: "Will you bite it off, huh? Fu Xiaojiu?"

Fu Jiujiu "watched" the dream.

He is familiar with every detail in it, every line, every look in that person's eyes, every movement...

He saw that he stretched out his arms around him and pulled him up. Their lips and teeth were tightly intertwined, and they kissed each other hard.

The man's lips were very different from their cold appearance, they were hot and soft when kissed.

Soft as hell.

It felt so real.

It was so real that Fu Jiujiu seemed to be sucked into this dream and no longer belonged to him.

It was so real that he could clearly feel that he in his dream loved that person to death.

That kind of emotion is not just a momentary passion, but more of a whole-hearted delivery and dependence.

He was overjoyed to be with him.

This dream would come as expected almost every night, each time feeling more real.

Fu Jiujiu stretched out his hand involuntarily.

They were breathing intertwined, and he could even smell the good smell on him.

Light, the spring sea water and the aroma of the forest are mixed together, fresh and charming.

As a fashion editor, Fu Jiujiu could easily tell which perfume he was wearing.

He also smelled this smell on him on the day of the school celebration.

He heard himself crying in his dream, calling him softly, tremblingly, and unable to restrain himself: "Brother... Lin Jun..."

Lin Jun is Fu Jiujiu's senior, Fu Jiujiu was a freshman in high school, and Lin Jun was a senior in high school.

The young man was tall and thin, his eyebrows were as deep as a knife, and his speech and demeanor were just right politeness and alienation.

It belongs to the category that can be seen at a glance in the crowd, and can never be forgotten after seeing it.

Like many people, Fu Jiujiu never forgot after seeing it for the first time.

He is the signboard of Haiyan Middle School and also the legend of Haiyan.

Even after graduating for many years, he still maintains a supreme and unshakable position in the hearts of the juniors.

On Haiyan's [-]th anniversary celebration, Lin Jun was invited to give a speech as an outstanding alumnus.

As soon as this news came out, it immediately caused a sensation in the entire campus, which directly caused the auditorium and even the aisles to be crowded with people.

On that day, Fu Jiujiu was also invited.

As one of the previous outstanding graduates, he was placed not far from the stage.

Like many times in the past, he raised his head slightly and looked at the person on the stage seriously and intently.

Lin Jun seemed to be looked up to from birth.

Not to mention family background, appearance, these well-known things.

It's just that he and his good friend Lu Xiye created a well-known video website, FY Video, with bare hands, under the environment of a group of enemies looking around, and left other video websites far behind in a short period of time, which is enough to make people admire.

"Hi everyone, I'm Lin Jun." A deep and magnetic voice echoed in the venue, and Lin Jun stood gracefully on the stage.

He was wearing a formal suit, and the well-tailored clothes outlined the sexy and concise lines of his perfect figure, wide shoulders, narrow waist, and endlessly long legs...

Even a person like Fu Jiujiu, who is on the cutting edge of fashion and deals with celebrities and fashion models every minute, can't help but look at it with ecstasy.

Lin Jun has an elegance and calmness that those people don't have, and an involuntary nobility that comes out of his bones, making it hard for people to take their eyes off.

There was thunderous applause and the deliberately suppressed discussions of the juniors, rising and falling like waves.

"Oh my god, I never thought that I would have the opportunity to meet a male god in this life. My male god is so perfect, how can I be so perfect?"

"In just a few minutes, my eyes have already flown into outer space on a rocket. Probably no one on earth can see me except my senior. Is this the rhythm of being single for the rest of my life? Responsibility, hey~~~"

"I suggest that if you have this time, you might as well go to sleep for a while, after all, there are everything in dreams."

"I don't have such high requirements. I just hope that I can enter FY to work with the seniors in the future. Since I can't get the seniors, then I can get his...salary. Rounding it up is equivalent to getting the seniors."

"..."

There was a burst of laughter from behind, it was so lively that even Fu Jiujiu couldn't hold back, and laughed happily.

"Hey," said the voice of a boy in the voice-changing period, "I'll show you something good."

"Wow, the senior's tennis tournament trophy?"

"Yes, I took a sneak shot when I went to the archives room to help the teacher sort out the materials last time."

"It's amazing. It is said that his tennis level has reached 5A."

"The boy playing tennis is super handsome, wow, what kind of world's best is the senior, it's too fucking foul."

The surroundings were chattering and bustling, but Lin Jun, who was standing on the stage, was unaware of the commotion he had caused.

After speaking, he bowed slightly and politely retreated behind the stage.

Fu Jiujiu caught up with Lin Jun on the path leading to the parking lot.

Because of running so fast, his forehead hair was drenched with sweat, and a smear of powder appeared on his cheeks, and he called out to him with a little shortness of breath: "Senior."

There was no one else on this road, only the rustling of the leaves in the wind, Lin Jun turned his head with his back behind his back, and couldn't see the expression clearly on his handsome face.

After Lin Jun graduated, they almost never saw each other again, even when they were studying, the only few times they met was on the tennis court.

Fu Jiujiu didn't think he would remember herself, and was about to introduce himself when he asked, "Fu Jiujiu?"

Fu Jiujiu was a little surprised.

He has been working for a few years and has become more than capable in many things, but now he is strangely green again.

"Senior." He nodded and repeated involuntarily.

Maybe he looked a little funny, Lin Jun frowned in a rare way.

Along with that smile, there were two shallow dimples on his cheeks, like honey, which instantly wiped away the usual alienation and indifference.

That smile was only a flash in the pan, but it was still so good that it dazzled Fu Jiujiu's eyes.

As he had thought countless times.

Fu Jiujiu felt a little embarrassed for his youthfulness, so he smiled and said, "I didn't expect the senior to remember me."

"Well," Lin Jun thought for a moment, "You don't seem to have changed much."

Fu Jiujiu is very young, just turned 24 years old, because he participated in campus activities, he also dressed very casually.

Behind the loose trendy T-shirt is a huge witch's wings, and the corner of the hem is casually tucked into the ripped jeans, which outlines a thin waistline.

His demeanor is clean and pure, full of youthfulness.

There is a blood-red earball on the left ear, which looks a little bright on the small snow-white earlobe.

If you don't know, it's not surprising to think he is a high school student.

Lin Jun spoke very naturally, as if they were old acquaintances.

After speaking, he asked him in the same natural tone: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Senior," Fu Jiujiu came back to his senses, "That's right, I'm working for NF Fashion Magazine now."

"Ok?"

When talking about work, Fu Jiujiu became much more natural: "Recently, a brand wants to cooperate with Luo Heng, an artist under your company through us..."

"I can give you the contact information of Luo Heng's agent." Lin Jun unlocked the phone while speaking.

"No, senior," Fu Jiujiu said with a proper smile, and quickly got into work: "We contacted his agent, but he refused."

Lin Jun paused, raised his eyebrows: "So?"

"This brand has just been established, and its influence is indeed not enough," Fu Jiujiu said faster: "But their designers are very talented. After this series of products is launched, I promise, it will definitely become popular."

The early autumn sun was still a little strong, hitting them through the yellowed branches and leaves.

Lin Jun looked down at Fu Jiujiu from above.

When Fu Jiujiu spoke, he raised his hand, with a swearing look, so serious that he was a little cute.

He was very good-looking, tall and thin, with fair skin.

Probably because of being too white, his hair color and pupil color are lighter.

Especially those eyes seemed to be full of juice, like transparent amber in the sun.

When not smiling, there is a hint of coldness, but when it is ridiculous, it is extraordinarily affectionate, with a soft and sweet feeling that does not know it.

At this moment, he was looking at him with those eyes, moist and sincere.

It was so quiet at this moment, the wind passed through the forest, and then blew over from Lin County, carrying his faint breath.

Like the sea breeze blowing through the trees, it is quiet and comfortable.

"Want to go through the back door?" he asked.

Fu Jiujiu didn't want to go through the back door, he just wanted a chance, a chance for Luoheng's management team to take a serious look at the product.

He thinks that the other party doesn't even look at it, just because the brand temporarily lacks influence, and directly rejects the move, which is not fair to the brand and the artist.

But for some reason, facing Lin Jun's obsidian-like eyes, he said in a mysterious way: "Then... will the senior let go?"

After finishing speaking, he didn't know what to think of, he bit his lips and smiled with a little annoyance.

Lin Jun's originally relaxed expression suddenly became unnatural in his inexplicable smile.

He clenched his fist and coughed lightly against his lips. :"Just kidding."

Fu Jiujiu pursed her lips, held back her smile, and looked up at him.

"You send the brand information to my email. If there is no problem, I will forward it to the relevant personnel." Lin Jun's eyes were dark, with a little light hidden, and he said very seriously: "However, the final result will be determined by the artist working group." to decide."

This is enough.

Fu Jiujiu was so happy that his eyes were slightly curved, and his smile was sweet and soft: "Thank you, senior."

Fu Jiujiu had a pretty smile, with white teeth, curved eyes, and eyelashes cast a light shadow on the porcelain-white skin.

He raised his head slightly, and the sunlight shone into his eyes, like two lakes shimmering with waves, making people unable to move their eyes away.

When I went back that day, Fu Jiujiu immediately sent the brand information there.

Within a few days, Luo Heng's manager contacted him personally.

The cooperation between the two parties was very pleasant. Fu Jiujiu should have treated Lin Jun to a meal to show his gratitude, but he never dared to contact him again.

Because that night, he was forced into this beautiful dream.

Fu Jiujiu struggled out of the dream panting, thin sweat blinded his eyes.

He couldn't help blinking a few times, and it took him a while to figure out where he was.

The room was very dark, and nothing could be seen clearly, only a faint ray of moonlight came in through the gap in the curtains and hit the opposite wall.

Fu Jiujiu stared blankly at the light and shadow for a while.

The scorching love and the chill brought by Lin Jun's last words in the dream twisted and intertwined, creating an unspeakable pain in his heart.

After an unknown amount of time, he moved his fingers and found the cigarette case on the bedside table.

The firelight illuminated his delicate eyebrows and eyes, and his ruddy lips were tightly pressed together.

With the hot breath of tobacco, he finally got out of the involuntary intense emotion.

In fact, there is still a second half of this dream.

If the first half is lingering and passionate, then what is the second half?

Fu Jiujiu lowered his eyes, and his thick long eyelashes covered his eyes, just like the half of a dream, making it difficult for people to see clearly.