It's hard to be a cat [Entertainment]

Not long after Lan Ting went out, someone sent the third young master's costume and fake.

"Hurry up and change your clothes and put on makeup." The assistant girl wore round glasses and said anxiously, "It's up to you to shoot soon."

"Okay, thank you." Song Ruoci took the clothes and thanked her.

After delivering the things, the little girl stretched her neck and stood at the door, glanced inside the room, and left with a blushing face.

Song Ruoci understood that people were looking at Ye Cheng, and suddenly realized that he had many rivals in love, so he took the clothes and went to the fitting room in the house.

Ye Cheng sat on the chair absent-mindedly, and glanced over to the fitting room.

"Don't turn your head." The makeup artist was applying makeup to him with a makeup brush in his hand, "The eyes are almost growing on the body."

Ye Cheng's exclusive makeup artist is a tall girl with a high ponytail showing her full forehead, "You still turn your head, don't you want me to give you a catty of highlighter?"

You can't offend the makeup artist if you offend anyone, especially the makeup artist who has been with him for many years. Ye Cheng could only look back reluctantly: "You learned badly from Zhou Nan, amazing."

Feiran smiled: "Do you want to pay me as an assistant?"

Just as Ye Cheng was about to say something, there was a weak voice from the fitting room: "That... Senior, can you help me?"

He immediately stood up and walked over there.

"Hey, I haven't finished the makeup yet!" Feiran stomped her feet, took the makeup brush and dipped it into the box fiercely.

"What's wrong, kid?" Ye Cheng walked to the door of the fitting room and asked softly.

Song Ruoci is currently in a very embarrassing state.

In order to change the costume, he took off all but a pair of shorts. It is really cumbersome to put on the ancient costume, layer after layer, Song Ruoci was confused, accidentally, the zipper got caught somewhere Clothing.He didn't dare to make big moves, for fear of damaging his clothes, and he couldn't touch the zipper, so the clothes were half naked on his body.

Originally, he didn't intend to trouble Ye Cheng, he didn't want to give the male god the impression that he couldn't even wear clothes well.

However, the fitting room is closed and narrow, the air conditioner cannot blow in, and the high-wattage incandescent lamp is turned on, which makes people feel hot on the skin after a while.After many attempts, Song Ruoci was already sweating.

"How can I help you?" Ye Cheng asked aloud, trying to control his hand that wanted to push the door.

"Senior, you... come in first..."

Can't ask for it.

Ye Cheng glanced at Feiran, Feiran snorted and stepped on Xiao Gao to follow.

Rubbing his hands together, Ye Cheng showed his kindness to the extreme.

The sight in front of him only made his mouth dry.

Song Ruoci's eyes turned red involuntarily because of his anxiety and anger, and he looked very pitiful.The clothes were half hung on the body, exposing the shoulders and collarbone. The surface of the skin was covered with a thin layer of sweat, which was white and translucent under the light of the incandescent lamp.

Xiaoyecheng quietly raised his head, but fortunately, he couldn't tell from the large size of the ancient costume.

Song Ruoci just wanted to get dressed quickly and go out to blow on the air conditioner, and turned around: "There is a zipper on the back that got caught on the clothes, senior, please help me."

The beautifully shaped butterfly bones are unobstructed.

Where Song Ruoci couldn't see, Ye Cheng licked his lips, rolling up and down his throat.

Some coldness touched Song Ruoci's back, he dodged instinctively and almost hit the wall, but luckily Ye Cheng had already pulled out the twisted clothes for him.

After Ye Cheng pulled out the fabric, he helped Song Ruoci lift up the zipper, and then picked up the girdle on the side to fasten it for him.

The sound of breathing, the sound of zipper sliding, and the sound of finishing clothes, mixed in this small space.

"Turn it around, or it won't be easy."

The hoarse voice made Song Ruoci's heart rate soar, he burst out with joy, and his body couldn't help but tense up.

The male god is dressing himself ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhss

Ye Cheng was taller than Song Ruoci, and he had to bend slightly to tie his girdle. He bowed his head and pursed his lips, with a concentrated expression, his eyelashes curled up deftly, and his movements were extremely natural, as if he had formed a habit for many years.

It's a pity that God Ye Dage has always only dreamed of taking off Song Ruoci's clothes, and it was the first time for him to put on clothes.

The temperature on the fingertips was transmitted through the fabric, and it was a little itchy.

As the tassels on the girdle fell, Ye Cheng let go of his hand, stepped back slightly, and said with a smile on his lips: "The kid looks pretty good in ancient clothes."

Not only was it good, Ye Cheng wanted to eat up this little goblin on the spot.

Song Ruoci breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense body also relaxed: "Thank you, senior..."

But at this time, the originally bright and dazzling incandescent lamp suddenly flickered a few times, and then went out with a "snap" sound, and the fitting room was suddenly plunged into a darkness where you could not see your fingers.

The raging darkness made Song Ruoci's mind go cold, he almost instinctively slammed into the warm body beside him, and then stretched out his hand to hold it firmly.

Ye Cheng snorted, leaning his back against the door panel, his heart was full of joy.

Um?The children take the initiative to throw themselves into their arms?

Realizing that Song Ruoci was trembling, he hurriedly hugged her back and hugged her into his arms.

"Ruoci?" Ye Cheng didn't know what happened to Song Ruoci, with a little panic in his voice, he raised his hand and stroked his back one by one.

The little head in his arms arched, and then there was a weak voice: "I'm sorry, senior...I'm a little afraid of the dark..."

Ye Cheng was stunned for a moment, thinking of Song Ruoci asking him if he could turn on a light when he was sleeping at home that day, he understood a little, and hugged him tighter: "It's probably a power outage, it's okay Yes, dear."

"Hmm..." Song Ruoci said in a low voice.

Hearing this pitiful voice, feeling the temperature in his arms, Ye Cheng suddenly thought out of bounds: "There's a... fat feeling..."

Darkness represents the unknown as well as privacy, and it is always the most addictive color. In invisible places, two hearts are close to each other, with a distance of less than ten centimeters, thumping and silent love to each other.

The electricity came quickly, the incandescent lamp flickered a few times and restored its light, and the fitting room was as bright as ever.

However, neither of the two let go, and they both had a fluke mentality, thinking that if they could hold each other for a while, they might not have a chance in the future, and at the same time they were complaining about why the electricity stopped for such a short time. !

Finally, the thin-skinned Song Ruoci let go of his hand first, and the big-tailed wolf in Yecheng withdrew his hand, calmly saying: "There is a call."

"Hmm." Song Ruoci lowered her eyes and said in a low voice.

The atmosphere dropped from extremely ambiguous to embarrassing in an instant.

"Ye Cheng! Come out to take pictures!" Fortunately, Fei Ran broke the embarrassment, "Come out quickly, I won't paint a catty of highlights for you."

Ye Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and opened the door.

The cold air poured in, and Song Ruoci instantly sobered up a lot. He mustered up the courage to grab the corner of Ye Cheng's clothes, raised his head and said solemnly: "Just now...thank you, senior."

Ye Cheng turned around and joked: "Then have you thought about how to thank me?"

"Come out of Yecheng!" Feiran urged again, "God Ye Ge, what air are you putting on?"

"The future will be long, if you don't think about it, you owe it first, kid."

After finishing speaking, he went out, leaving the child alone to think hard about how to thank him.

"Did the power go out just now?" Ye Cheng clenched his fist vainly, feeling that there was still some residual warmth on it.

Fei Ran looked at him with an expression of "Are you mentally retarded?": "No? Why?"

"It's okay." Ye Cheng said.

However, he was as sharp as he was: "What were you doing in the dark just now?"

"Where are you talking so much, hurry up and put on makeup for Ruoci." Ye Cheng ignored her and took his assistant to the studio.

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It was already three o'clock in the afternoon after Song Ruoci finished filming, and Ye Cheng never came back after going out, leaving only his exclusive makeup artist to apply makeup for himself.The makeup artist's ambiguous eyes made Song Ruoci always feel that there was something dirty on his face, even now that he had removed the makeup, he still couldn't help touching his face.

Lan Ting didn't know where to go, not only that, but the nanny car that brought him also drove away.

The afternoon sun was no better than noon, Song Ruoci took out his mobile phone to find a shady place, and planned to call a car to the hospital for an injection.

"Beep--" two beeps, a white car drove up in front of him.

Song Ruoci frowned, he didn't like people honking at him, and the place where he stood didn't hinder the driving of the car.

The car window rolled down, and it was Qin Yue. He was wearing a pair of big sunglasses, but the look of disdain continued to come from him.

"The nanny's car is gone? Do you want me to see you off?" Qin Yue asked condescendingly.

"No, thank you Brother Qinyue." Song Ruoci was too lazy to deal with him pretendingly, and politely refused.

"You!" Qin Yue has always wanted to win the wind in Xinghe. He has never been treated like this by people in the same company. Isn't it just taking the role of the third young master? He has only acted in a few unpopular online dramas, and dare to appear in Putting up a score in front of yourself?

A black car slowly drove up ahead and stopped beside Song Ruoci, the window was only half rolled, revealing a pair of familiar eyes.

"I'll see you off?" The ending sounded upward.

With three simple words, Song Ruoci opened the car door without hesitation and got in.

Looking at the black car rushing away in front of him, Qin Yue's eyes were a little cold, and there was a wave of malice in his heart.

The driver was Zhou Nan. When he saw someone getting into the car, he simply glanced in the rearview mirror, and then continued to concentrate on driving.

"Senior, are you going home?" After Song Ruoci asked out loud, he felt that he had nothing to say, and the male god had already said that he would be on his way home if he sent him home.

It's just that after seeing Ye Cheng, he suddenly thought of the sentence he said, think about it carefully and thank you, which made him a little flustered for a while.

Send yourself... okay?

"Is the kid checking the post?" Ye Cheng smiled.

"It's a pity that only my wife can check my post."