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Ji Muyan washed his hands three times, and after making sure they were clean, he walked out of the bathroom.

Qi Song had already experienced how ruthless Ji Muyan was, he was as quiet as a chicken the whole time, and he didn't dare to say a word.

After returning home, Ji Muyan continued to practice the piano until Cheng Yu came to him.

Cheng Yu said: "Tomorrow, I'm going to take individual and group photos of "Unexpectedly". Have you ever had any experience in taking cover photos?"

Ji Muyan shook his head, and Cheng Yu continued, "Okay, then I'll find someone to teach you this afternoon."

***

When the teacher came to teach Ji Muyan in the afternoon, Cheng Yu kept watching outside. He found that Ji Muyan studied everything seriously. Although he was the young master of Ji's family, he didn't have any bad habits that he was used to.

After the teacher went out, Xu Cheng gave a thumbs up and asked, "The baby you came up to find?"

Cheng Qingxin said that this is not the treasure I found, but his ancestor who came to the door, but he just smiled on the surface: "This is the trump card, please keep it secret until there is no king bomb."

The teacher smiled: "Don't worry, I still have some points after being in the circle for so long, and even if I want to, I don't have the guts to say it."

Cheng Que is Qin Siyu's manager, Qin Siyu is a member of the Qin family, and Huanyu is only part of the Qin family's property, Cheng Que's attitude can already represent a lot.

After dinner, Cheng Yu sent Ji Muyan back.

When Ji Muyan arrived home, Qin Siyu hadn't come back yet, Cheng Yu hesitated and asked, "Do you need me to stay here with you?"

Ji Muyan shook his head.

Cheng Yu said: "Then I'll go first, if you have anything to do, you can call me or Qin Siyu."

After taking a shower, Ji Muyan heard movement downstairs, looked down in the corridor, and saw Qin Siyu reclining on the sofa with his head on the back of the sofa, closing his eyes and feigning sleep.

A look is drunk.

Ji Muyan retracted his head silently, wanting to go back to his room to sleep, but for some reason, Qin Siyu, who had been sleeping with his eyes closed, suddenly stopped him.

Ji Muyan: "..."

People had to bow their heads under the eaves. Although Ji Muyan was reluctant, he still dragged down and sat in the corner of the sofa farthest from Qin Siyu, almost showing his disgust on his face.

Qin Siyu looked at Ji Muyan, who was sitting like a primary school student, and smiled lazily: "Hate the smell of alcohol?"

"Yes." Ji Muyan said.

"Then why don't you hate the smell of cigarettes?" Qin Siyu asked casually, closing his eyes and rubbing his temples.

Ji Muyan didn't answer.

Qin Siyu didn't care, and said in the tone of an elder: "Don't smoke, children, you will cry when your lungs are damaged."

Ji Muyan didn't speak, but just looked at Qin Siyu expressionlessly for three seconds, and Qin Siyu inexplicably read the meaning of "you still have the face to teach me" from his face.

Qin Siyu laughed.

The kid has a big temper.

Qin Siyu didn't know which tendon in his head was affected by this smile, and he had a severe headache. He covered his head and gasped from the pain: "Come here, rub your head for me."

Jimuyan thought for a full minute, but was finally defeated by the strong smell of alcohol: "You stink too much."

The most painful moment for Qin Siyu was over. He lay on the sofa, grinding his teeth in anger.

This heartless little bastard!

He drank so much, but it was all for him!If it wasn't for Ji Muyan, he wouldn't have asked Fu Zhenan. Fu Zhenan looked honest, but he was actually a black-bellied and vengeful guy. If he didn't drink a lot, he would have slept on the hotel floor tonight.

Seeing Qin Siyu grinding his teeth with anger, Ji Muyan thought about his skin hunger and thirst, and after weighing the two, he went to the kitchen and poured Qin Siyu a glass of honey water.

Ji Muyan held his breath and approached Qin Siyu, with a touch of pink on his fair fingertips, "Here you are."

Qin Siyu calmed down after taking a sip of the honey water.

He is an adult, what does he care about with children?

Qin Siyu put on the posture of an elder, and said gently and caringly: "I thought about it, you don't have to be afraid to sleep all night, why don't I tell your grandpa to post your dolls?"

Ji Muyan almost choked on his own saliva.

"No, no need." Jimu said with a hint of panic and nervousness in his tone, "Grandpa doesn't know where my doll is, and, besides, the doll doesn't work very well."

"Not very useful?"

Afraid of revealing his secrets, Ji Muyan could only bite the bullet and say: "Well, the baby is dead... well, it can't be compared with...."

Qin Siyu used his drunken brain to understand Ji Muyan's logic: "You still want to sleep with me?"

They are all adults, and it is very shameful to cling to others to sleep together, Ji Muyan blushed, and said with shame: "Yes."

Seeing the child relying on him so much, Qin Siyu finally felt comfortable, so comfortable that he couldn't control his kind heart: "Are you happy today? Is the food to your liking? Has someone bullied you?"

"It's all good." Ji Muyan didn't say anything about Qi Song.

Seeing Ji Muyan answering the question so obediently, Qin Siyu felt more comfortable, so comfortable that he couldn't help but start flirting: "I've heard you call me before, what do you want to call me?"

Ji Muyan said, "Qin Yingdi."

Qin Siyu shook his head: "Too polite."

Ji Muyan thought for a while and said, "Qin Siyu."

Qin Siyu didn't hold back, and laughed out loud: "Are you telling me a bad joke?"

Ji Muyan stared at Qin Siyu for ten seconds, then turned his head away and stopped talking.

"Don't be angry, I'm joking with you." Qin Siyu coaxed him back softly, "How about I give you two choices, and you choose one yourself."

Ji Muyan turned to look at him.

"Brother Siyu" and "Brother." Qin Siyu raised two fingers and said slowly, "Choose one yourself."

The corner of Ji Muyan's mouth twitched, he paused for three seconds and said expressionlessly, "Uncle Qin."

Qin Siyu had a headache: "Uncle? Are you kidding me, I'm 11 years older than you."

Ji Muyan said angrily: "you are too anxious to grow up."

Qin Siyu: "..."

This pissed-off little bastard!

Qin Siyu supported the sofa, stretched out his hand and pulled Ji Muyan over: "You kid is not very good at aesthetics, come here and take a good look at my face, and see what it means to be handsome!"

Ji Muyan was undefended for a while, was pulled by Qin Siyu, and lay on his back into Qin Siyu's arms, with Qin Siyu's broad chest under his hands, surrounded by Qin Siyu's body temperature and breath.

Qin Siyu's voice was deep and hoarse, like a subwoofer reverberating in his ears, and the air flow surged during his speech. Qin Siyu's chest trembled slightly, and his body temperature was so hot that it could burn Ji Muyan's fingers through the material of his clothes.

Ji Muyan was startled for a moment, then raised his head.

Qin Siyu's skin is cold and white, like glazed jade under the light, his eyes are half covered by his broken hair, his eyes are deep and sharp, and his facial features are three-dimensional and handsome. The naughty smile in the silk ruffian made people's hearts tremble.

Ji Muyan was dazed for a second by the masculinity.

He had to admit that Qin Siyu had a face favored by God.

But in the next second, he was given a headache by the smell of alcohol on Qin Siyu's body. He resisted the idea of ​​kicking Qin Siyu away, and quickly stood up from his arms. He smelled the smell of alcohol on his body. The smell of alcohol made me want to take a bath now.

Qin Siyu was even more drunk. He squinted his eyes and asked angrily, "Did you see clearly? You are handsome!"

Ji Muyan thought about murdering and breaking the law in his heart, and said coldly: "Yeah, he's handsome, he's more handsome than a trash can."

Qin Siyu: "..."

After Ji Muyan finished speaking, he went upstairs without looking back. Qin Siyu looked at his back and muttered "the kid's mouth is quite poisonous", and fell asleep while talking.

***

The next day, Qin Siyu didn't get up until the sun was high. He walked out of the room while sneezing, and saw Ji Muyan eating breakfast downstairs.

Qin Siyu rubbed his itchy nose, and said to Ji Muyan: "You left me alone last night, and you didn't even cover me with a quilt?!"

He woke up from the cold in the middle of the night last night and found himself sleeping on the sofa, and in the middle of the night he dragged himself back to the bedroom to sleep.

Ji Muyan swallowed the last bite of bread, saw that Qin Siyu had taken a shower, and said, "I didn't know you fell asleep on the sofa."

Qin Siyu felt better after taking a sip of hot porridge. He broke up after drinking, and completely forgot about the absurd thing about letting Ji Muyan take a good look at how handsome he is. The cover photo of "Beyond Your Expectations."

Ji Muyan nodded: "Brother Cheng told me."

Qin Siyu had a taste: "Cheng Yu, you call him Brother Cheng, and I'm Uncle Qin, what do you think?"

Ji Muyan twitched the corners of his mouth, and finally chose not to have the same knowledge as Qin Siyu, "Brother Qin."

Qin Siyu felt better now.

In the afternoon, Cheng Yan took them to the shooting location.

When mentioning this reality show, Cheng Yu had a huge headache: "This reality show is also very powerful, not to mention the recording location, not to mention the guests of the show, not to mention the script, how do we prepare for this!"

Qin Siyu took a sip of coffee and said leisurely: "The name of this reality show has already told you that the effect of the show is unexpected. How can it surprise you after everything has been said?"

Hearing Qin Siyu's tone, an alarm bell sounded in Cheng Yu's heart: "Be more honest on the show, don't always think about making jokes."

"If I don't engage in show operations, what will the program team ask me to do?" Qin Siyu has a clear mind, "Only if I engage in show operations, can the show be effective. To be honest, I really want to compare with the program team whose operations are better. Sao."

Cheng Jie was extremely tired, as if he had foreseen a disaster.

Asking Qin Siyu to be honest would be like killing him, and Cheng Yan has adapted to it over the years.

They arrived at the studio in no time.

The program team spent a lot of money this time, and invited a well-known photographer Lisa to take pictures of the six guests.

The other four guests have all finished filming, and there are only two of them left.

After arriving at the studio, they went directly to the modeling room.

The styling rooms are separate, and Ji Muyan entered one of them, where several makeup artists and stylists were already waiting.

Ji Muyan is just an amateur, and none of the people present knew him, but Ji Muyan's participation in the reality show, and taking pictures with Qin Siyu already speaks volumes.

Everyone's attitude towards Ji Muyan is respectful and cautious.

When putting on makeup, the makeup artist praised sincerely: "Mr. Ji, your skin is so good, there is no blemish at all, it is better than the skin of some female stars!"

"Natural lip color is also good-looking, I decided not to put on lipstick for you, just put on a thin layer of lip balm."

"Facial features are also good. Su Yan is already super perfect. For the first time, I feel that I am so redundant."

Ji Muyan was embarrassed by the compliments from the three makeup artists, and said bluntly, "Thank you."

After finishing speaking, he always felt a little sorry for not boasting, and said seriously: "You are very beautiful, and you are also very kind."

It was the first time for the three makeup artist ladies to see people bragging about each other so commercially, and they couldn't help but smile.

After putting on makeup, the stylist asked Ji Muyan to change into clothes.

The upper body is a black shirt with a good drape, with a V-shaped neckline, revealing the delicate collarbone and the mole on the collarbone.

The stylist originally wanted to tie a dark green ribbon around his neck, but when he saw the mole, he changed his mind instantly and tied the ribbon around his wrist.

The stylist walked around Ji Muyan and sighed, "Perfect."

He whistled at Ji Muyan and said, "Lisa will like your mole very much."

Ji Muyan was embarrassed by his stare, and said, "Thank you."

The stylist saw Ji Muyan's uneasiness and said, "Okay, you can go and see your partner now."

Ji Muyan didn't want to disturb Qin Siyu's styling at first, but he felt uncomfortable being stared at by a roomful of people, so he hesitated for a while before deciding to visit Qin Siyu's styling room.

The door of the modeling room was not closed. Just as Ji Muyan was about to knock on the door, he saw Qin Siyu through the crack of the door.

Qin Siyu was wearing the same black shirt as him, which made his complexion as cold and white as jade, with slightly curly hair, and the broken hair on his forehead covered his deep and delicate eyebrows, making him look like a noble and lazy nobleman.

Qin Siyu was talking to someone sideways, and didn't notice Ji Muyan at the door.

Ji Muyan's eyes fell on Qin Siyu's exposed skin uncontrollably. The discomfort from the onset of skin hunger and thirst was so fierce that Ji Muyan broke out in a cold sweat instantly.

His legs were trembling, and he barely stood still by leaning on the wall. Ji Muyan took a few deep breaths, and the dizziness disappeared.

He needs Qin Siyu.

But there are mixed fish and dragons here, with so many eyes watching, it is not easy for him to get in touch with Qin Siyu, the most important thing is that he can't find a reason.

Ji Muyan leaned against the wall and took a deep breath, trying to suppress the pain in his body.

Qin Siyu finished chatting with someone, and when he turned back to get coffee, he suddenly saw a black corner of his clothes exposed at the door.

He changed the angle and saw Ji Muyan standing outside the door, Qin Siyu raised his eyebrows: "Why are you here?"

Ji Muyan suddenly came back to his senses, seeing that everyone in the room was looking at him, he had no choice but to turn around and said, "It's okay."

After finishing speaking, he was afraid of revealing his secrets and being impulsive, so he said, "Then I'll go back first."

"Wait." Qin Siyu stopped him, he saw more carefully than others, and saw Ji Muyan's clenched fist and the veins on the back of his hand.

Qin Siyu looked at Ji Muyan: "What's wrong? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Ji Muyan shook his head, looking hesitant to speak.

Qin Siyu turned to the others and said, "Please go out for a while."

Everyone present nodded, walked out quickly, and closed the door for them intimately.

Qin Siyu's tone softened a little, trying to make Ji Muyan relax: "Did you encounter any problems, or is it uncomfortable?"

Seeing that there was no one around, and with Qin Siyu's "good medicine" in front of him, Ji Muyan couldn't bear the discomfort in his body, but he didn't know how to speak.

Ji Muyan was entrusted by the two elders to take care of him. He must take good care of it. Qin Siyu took a glass of water for Ji Muyan and said softly, "Drink first, let's talk slowly."

Ji Muyan didn't take the water glass, but just looked up at Qin Siyu, bit his lip after doing some mental training, and said in a low voice, "I'm a little nervous."

As he spoke, his cheeks and the tips of his ears turned red.

Qin Siyu was stunned for a moment, then understood.

Ji Muyan has never seen such a scene, and he will be stared at by the camera afterwards. After all, he is a child, and it is normal to be nervous.

Although Qin Siyu didn't know what nervousness was, it didn't prevent him from comforting Ji Muyan. He had just prepared a big pot of chicken soup in his heart for Ji Muyan, but he was interrupted by Ji Muyan before he could speak.

Ji Muyan held back his shame, and said in a weak tone, "Can I shake hands with you and use your strength?"

Ji Muyan has an angelic face, and his pleading look hits the softest part of people's hearts, no matter how hard the heart is, it will soften.

Qin Siyu: "..."

Tsk, acting like a spoiled child again.

How can Ji Muyan act like a baby?

Qin Siyu's helpless and puzzled look was misunderstood by Ji Muyan as reluctance. Ji Muyan bit his lip, desperately holding back his shame, and his tone was as soft as a coquettish voice: "Please, Brother Siyu."

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