Are you trying to tease me [Entertainment]

Fang Cuo felt that his company, the cash cow, had recently ushered in his puberty, which was ten years late.

I don't know if it's a good thing.

After taking the photos for the endorsement, Yu Fengqiao's next itinerary happened to be a fashion magazine cover shoot, and the theme was aristocrats.In late autumn, golden fallen leaves, with a little bleak wind in the warmth.

The young son of a British family came slowly on a horse.

Fang Cuo stood in the middle of the camera crew, looking at Yu Fengqiao who was riding a horse in the middle of the field, clutching Yu Fengqiao's cell phone in thought.

Are you in love?

Fang Cuo couldn't help thinking.

But with whom?

With Xi Yuan?It has been almost half a year since Xi Yuan died.

But Yu Fengqiao's current state is absolutely abnormal.

Like a flashback.

Fang Cuo looked at the people in the middle of the field laughing loudly and riding their horses over obstacles. After getting off their horses, they caressed the cheeks of the racehorse affectionately, and let the photographers beside them take pictures.

Yu Fengqiao now wears riding clothes all over his body. The shirt inside the coat shows a perfect waistline, and his legs are slender and strong in high boots. When he turned on the horse, the tailored trousers showed his smooth lines. thigh muscles.

The blue-gray eyes under the hat are restrained and elegant, whether it's the clear line of the jaw or the tempting Adam's apple below, everything is so alluring.

Look back, turn sideways, smile.

The original iconic hesitation was completely collected, and turned into a drowning gentleness and some playful smiles on the corners of the eyes and brows.

The hormones are simply being given away for free.

Not to mention the excited staff, even Fang Cuo, who had been with Yu Fengqiao for so many years, was inevitably a little dazed.

Ah, Yu Fengqiao, the shining creature.

What surprised him even more was that Yu Fengqiao accepted all of the ideas put forward by the excited photographer.

What an early laziness.

What a bathrobe allure.

Why do you want to eat biscuits with a female model?

You know, before this kind of shooting conditions, basically no one dared to mention it to Yu Fengqiao.

Yu Fengqiao's image that has always been carried through to the end is the seriousness of a gentleman. If this is really the case, Fang Cuo thinks that this can probably be included in Yu Fengqiao's largest-scale photos.

"What stimulated you." While the photographer and the editor were discussing, Fang Cuo pulled Yu Fengqiao aside who was resting, "When did you become so responsive?"

Yu Fengqiao had already changed out of her previous riding attire, and now she was leaning on the chair and smiling: "It's nothing, it's just...in a good mood."

"Are you really okay?" Fang Cuo felt that he was afraid to see Yu Fengqiao's slight emotional ups and downs, "May I help you contact the previous doctor?"

"It's really fine." Yu Fengqiao stood up, walked forward with the clothing assistant, and patted Fang Cuo on the shoulder, "Come with me."

"What are you doing?"

They filmed today and rented a private castle, and now in a room with a huge balcony, everything is ready.

Yu Fengqiao now only has a white cotton bathrobe on his body in case he catches a cold, and the black silk bathrobe next to him is the real one.

But at this moment, Yu Fengqiao's belt was loosely tied above the hip bones, and when he stood up, he still interpreted the nakedness to the extreme.

Fang Cuo felt that his eyes and the man's self-esteem had been hit, and turned his head away: "You are not afraid to scare your fans to death..."

"Don't be afraid." Yu Fengqiao smiled unexpectedly sweetly, tilting her head like a child, "Take a picture of me, I asked them, and they said it's all right."

"What are you filming? It will affect your reputation." Fang Cuo groaned and disliked, but he was still not willing to disturb Yu Fengqiao's rare good mood. He asked him to sit on the sofa and block everything that shouldn't be revealed, and then Take a picture of him.

"Help me post it, IGTwitter Weibo, post everything you can post anyway, oh yes, there is also Moments." Yu Fengqiao smiled and waved to Fang Cuo, took off the bathrobe she was wearing now, and put on On the looser black silk.

It's all right now.

I couldn't even keep my legs.

Fang Cuo looked at Yu Fengqiao's two long legs that were exposed when he walked around, looked around at the screaming women covering their mouths, sighed, and covered his forehead.

This person who is about to celebrate his 28th birthday and has already stepped out of the 30-year-old stall, how can he return to puberty? ?

Like a coquettish little cock with head held high.

However, as a conscientious agent, Fang Cuo still followed Yu Fengqiao's instructions very competently, and uploaded the photos to all the social software where Yu Fengqiao had applied for an account, and did not forget to advertise.

@余风楚: Shooting.

The person in the photo has a relaxed smile and a gentle smile, the sun shines from behind his shoulders, and the soft gold covers his entire chest.

After Fang Cuo finished posting, he turned off Yu Fengqiao's phone, switched to his own account, and wanted to give him a like.

It's just that when he clicked on this Weibo again, the comments in it made Monk Zhang Er puzzled.

No, he can understand all the previous "fainting", "I'm dead" and "spiral licking".

But what's going on with you @叶远溪 all the time in silence? ?

Will he be able to defend you against injustices or can he cure this suddenly coquettish boss Yu?

And Ye Yuanxi didn't know what he was thinking, but he even commented on this Weibo.

@叶远溪: A mysterious smile.Smile.JPG

Within 2 minutes, it was ranked first in the hottest reviews.

Fang Cuo felt that he could not understand more and more.

I really don't understand.

What is the relationship between Yu Fengqiao and Ye Yuanxi, and what is the relationship between Yu Fengqiao and Xi Yuan? They are probably the first two unsolved mysteries in Fangcuo's 30 years.

At the end of the filming, Fang Cuo expressed his doubts to Yu Fengqiao in the car: "What do you mean by Xiaoye? Does he not understand and can only laugh? No, fans always say this Laughter means hehe, can't you post it?"

"No way." Yu Fengqiao opened Weibo by herself, thought for a while, hung her finger above the like, and finally dropped it, seeing that thumb turned orange red, "He may... understand better."

A few days later, it was the day when "King Power" was finished.

Under Pan Min's reminder, Ye Yuanxi naturally did not forget.After changing into more formal clothes, I arrived early that day.

The dinner party for the finale of "King Power" was actually very simple. Yang Qingliu took over the entire floor of the hotel, and waved her hand to let everyone watch and take it. The eldest sister also said on the spot that there is a street of snacks at the door, and after the end here, you can continue to stand, carry beer and skewers as you like, as long as you are happy.

Ye Yuanxi stood in the corner, looking at the film crew who had finally let the air go and Yang Qingliu who was sitting in the corner complaining bitterly after stepping down, couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

Although his participation in this drama is not large, he can also feel the serious and tense atmosphere in the crew during filming.

Everyone is friendly and easy to get along with outside the play, but they are all serious and serious in the play. As the heroine who shoulders the heavy burden throughout the play, Yang Qingliu lost a lot of weight after the filming.

Watching her say hello inside and out, Ye Yuanxi felt that he was a small character and didn't want to get involved in the excitement, so he wanted to retreat to the corner again.

But who knows, Yang Qingliu caught a glimpse of Ye Yuanxi who was holding a plate and burrowing into the corner with a sharp glance.

She separated from the crowd, and quickly walked into the corner with her skirt: "Yuanxi!"

Ye Yuanxi was a little surprised, but still quickly stood still, and smiled: "Sister Qing, congratulations on the finale."

"It's easy to say." Yang Qingliu waved his hand nonchalantly, drank the champagne in his hand, and proudly put the tray on the hand of the waiter next to him, "I just want to ask you, you have contacted Teacher Yu recently what?"

"Teacher Yu?" Ye Yuanxi was stunned for a second or two, "Forget it... yes."

If chatting and provoking each other counts.

"Oh, so, it turns out that he only contacted you." Yang Qingliu looked like she had seen through some secret, and she leaned forward and said furtively, "You and him have a good relationship, right?"

Speaking of which, Yang Liuqing even winked and shoved Ye Yuanxi's shoulder: "You, give him a call?"

Ye Yuanxi shrugged with a smile: "I just sent a message to him a few days ago, the phone call..."

"Yeah, try it." Yang Qingliu clasped his hands together as if begging, "It will be publicized in two days, although Fang Cuo is my senior, but you know, his ruthless face and everything else With Yu Fengqiao as the center, he definitely won't let him participate in the promotion right after he comes back."

Ye Yuanxi understands it well, and also knows that this promotion is very important to Yang Qingliu: "Then, let's do it.

Ye Yuanxi and Yang Qingliu avoided the crowd, opened the door and went to the balcony.

The international call fee was too high, Ye Yuanxi clicked on WeChat, and sent a video request to Yu Fengqiao in front of Yang Qingliu.

He handed the phone to Yang Qingliu, and stood back by himself, with his hands in the pockets of his suit pants, a little apprehensive, but a little excited.

After that voice message, he and Yu Fengqiao haven't contacted each other again, but both of them have become more diligent in updating on social media.

Ye Yuanxi recorded songs, appeared on a variety show, and filmed a candy commercial.

Yu Fengqiao shoots movies, takes endorsement photos for watches, shoots magazine covers, and accepts interviews.

The two people know each other's itinerary well, but tacitly don't contact each other.

One waits for someone to come back.

A gift waiting for itself.

But now that I have a reason, then...then get in touch.

It is still afternoon in England, when Yu Fengqiao picked it up, the sun behind him was very good.

"Sister Qing." Yu Fengqiao greeted Yang Qingliu with a smile.

Ye Yuanxi, who was lying on the railing, heard the voice, but he couldn't help but look down there calmly.

Yu Fengqiao also saw him. In the night, the boy in formal attire was lying on the railing, with half of his face buried in his arms, leaving only a pair of incomparably sparkling peach blossom eyes, looking at him softly.

Holding the phone, Yu Fengqiao felt as if her heart was being scratched by a cat's tail.

Shake over, itchy.

Throw it over, and it's very comfortable.

"When will you be back?" Yang Qingliu asked knowingly.

"The day after tomorrow. It will take off from here at [-]:[-] noon on East [-]th." Yu Fengqiao deliberately said that she was late for her flight.

Ye Yuanxi's show started live at eight o'clock that day, and Yu Fengqiao couldn't watch it at the same time.

Unable to help frowning, Ye Yuanxi pinched a piece of debris on the railing with his fingers, feeling a little annoyed.

But it's okay to think about it, and then go pick him up by yourself.

Press his head to watch TV.

I can't cure you anymore.

Accidentally, the wooden thorns directly stuck into his nails, and he hissed in pain, quickly shook his hands, and hopped with Yang Qingliu and Yu Fengqiao behind his back.

Yang Qingliu didn't notice it, but Yu Fengqiao saw it clearly.

He repeatedly agreed to participate in the promotion of the show together, and after saying a few polite words to Yang Qingliu, he didn't hang up the phone, smiling as if he was waiting for something.

During the meeting, Yang Qingliu quickly turned around and put the mobile phone into the hands of Ye Yuanxi who was pretending to be calm: "Then you talk, I'll go in first."

"Yo, Teacher Yu." Ye Yuanxi put one hand behind his back and narrowed his eyes with a smile.

Yu Fengqiao over there didn't talk nonsense, she dragged her jaw, half of her face was sunk in the shadows, and said in a serious tone, "Pick it up and let me have a look."

"It's okay." Ye Yuanxi took out his hand and shook it in front of the camera, "I just stabbed it."

"I just stabbed it." Yu Fengqiao slightly annoyed, "Go back and pick it out with a needle, be careful."

"Don't pick." Ye Yuanxi didn't know where the sudden temper came from. He shook his head, raised his eyebrows with a pompous and rebellious face, and almost rolled his eyes to the sky, "No."

Yu Fengqiao rested her chin and couldn't help laughing. When she closed her eyes, her slender eyelashes covered most of her eyes, but those blue-gray eyes were still amazingly bright: "Good boy."

Ye Yuanxi's heartbeat suddenly increased, beating heavily.

He couldn't help but leaned back on the railing, leaning on his long legs, lowered his head and buried his face in his arms, holding up his mobile phone, and quietly staring at Yu Fengqiao inside.

"Then you, come back quickly." He murmured, not only turned his head away at the end, he coughed a little uncomfortably, and directly switched the video to voice.

"Understood." He heard Yu Fengqiao say from the other end, his voice was deep but gentle enough to wring water out, "Wait for me, I... have something to tell you."

The author has something to say: Sundays hunted down by DDL and exams

It's not that I don't want to make trouble,

It's just that the sweetness of the ambiguous period is really refreshing, and it's hard to let go [Small broken thoughts]