Little Master and Little Idol

The young master got up early on the day he went to visit the class, and was frowning in the room at six o'clock to pick out clothes. He rummaged and rummaged, but he couldn't find a suitable dress.

The clothes he usually wears are of different colors, and he feels that going to meet the little idol should not be so insecure, it should be more formal.

The old butler stood by and looked at his young master's troubled appearance, shook his head and smiled, and stepped forward to help him choose clothes.Finally, with the help of the old housekeeper, the young master wore the simplest denim jacket and hooded sweater.

The young master thought that people with less colorful colors would be able to look more mature, but he didn't know that his outfit looked like a high school student, and he was still so tender.

After breakfast, he mentioned the gift he had prepared for the little idol and went out happily.

The little idol had scenes today in the morning, noon and evening, and when the young master arrived, he had just finished filming the second scene.

The little idol walked slowly to the rest chair in the costumes in the play, and suddenly a glass of drink was handed behind him. He was surprised for two seconds and reached out to take it, it was warm.

The little idol turned his head and bumped into a pair of smiling eyes.

"You were so amazing just now!" The young master was so excited when he saw the little idol filming for the first time, and he also forgot that he should keep a distance from the little idol, squatting on the ground with a fluffy head on his head, and leaned in front of the little idol , "Hurry up and drink, this is the matcha latte I just lined up to buy, I've been covering it all the time, it's still not cold."

Staring at those eyes brighter than the stars, the little idol suddenly didn't know what to say.

Matcha latte, when he posted on Weibo a long time ago, he mentioned that he likes to drink it. I didn't expect the young master to remember things that he didn't even care about.

The little idol felt that his heartbeat was a little fast and a little abnormal.

He managed to stabilize his expression, and stretched out his hand to hold the young master, which was a little funny: "Aren't your legs numb when squatting? Huh?"

The young master foolishly watched the little idol pull himself up, and even took a chair for him to sit down.

I am so happy today.

Seeing Nan Nan, Nan Nan was still concerned about whether my legs were numb.

That's what the young master thought when he sat down.

The little idol is not good at communication, and he is relatively silent most of the time, so the high-cold personality that the company has given him over the years is not fake, and he has always stood up.

The young master actually doesn't like to talk, but he loves to talk to his idol, but when he really sees someone, he shrinks back into his shell and dare not speak easily.

So the two of them sat there quietly, only hearing the small sound of the little idol drinking his latte.

"You... Is your filming going well?" After a long silence, the young master broke the silence first.

Little Idol: "Everything is fine, thank you."

The young master was shy and lowered his head slightly: "You're welcome, as long as you're happy."

He spoke in a low voice, but the little idol could hear him clearly. He was surprised and unconsciously clenched the cup of hot drink.

He has gradually figured out the character of the young master through these few contacts, but the ups and downs and struggles of the past few years made him really unable to let go of his guard and trust a person, believing that a person can really be so pure , just for the pleasure of the other person without trying anything.

Really... have such feelings?

The little idol had a complex expression, and he retracted his gaze from the young master without a trace.