"Black Household" Across Time and Space

Shang Junrong and Suter, who were kept aside, had sufficiently sized each other up.

Shang Junrong was wearing the light-colored denim suit he bought with Jason last time, and his hair had been tied behind his head with a belt.Suter is a few centimeters shorter than Shang Junrong, and his frame looks slender, and his eight-point Nagel-like appearance makes him look more neutral.

Shang Junrong is indifferent by nature, he doesn't like to show his emotions on his face, let alone speak up.Suter made him feel like a helpless fawn, looking at him warily with big round eyes.Although he is very similar to Nagel, but their temperament is completely different

The two looked at each other in silence, Suter couldn't feel the other's mood swings, but Shang Junrong could feel Suter's inexplicable hostility towards him with his sharp intuition as a warrior.

On the other side, after Jason finished signing, Jack was overjoyed, and then shifted his target to Suter.

"You are Mr. Suter, you look so young!"I have watched the video you made, but I did not expect that you and Mr. Jason will co-star in a gay drama, which is really exciting!Do you think you can sign your name next to Mr. Jason?Oh yes, there it is, thanks!You look like a perfect match. 』

Jack got carried away and started talking nonsense. Suter was embarrassed by what he said, so he lowered his head and pursed his lips and smiled.

After all this fuss, Jason didn't have the energy to criticize Shang Junrong any more, so he walked up to the boy and sat down: "Your friend is so enthusiastic!"

"You don't lose him either."

"Thanks, I took you for compliments. Alright, now let's get down to business."

Business?Shang Junrong pricked up his ears vigilantly.

"You know, there is a circle of reporters outside, and I don't know when they will be able to withdraw." Jason stood up and dug out a suit of business clothes from the closet, "I figured it out, they only knew that it was a reporter who came in." Boy, if it was a woman who went out, I think..."

"No!"

Before Jason could finish speaking, Shang Junrong jumped up and objected, asking him to pretend to be a woman again, don't even think about it!

Shang Junrong made a high profile once in a while, startling the two people who were signing the autograph, and looked at them at the same time.

"It's not up to you this time."

Jason held the suit in one hand and pulled Shang Junrong's denim jacket with the other.Shang Junrong shed his shell with a golden cicada, dropped his shirt and slid half a step away.

I'm used to fighting with Jason at home. Shang Junrong knew that the other party would not hurt him, so he never used his inner strength.Now that he was in a hurry, not to mention internal strength, he even forgot the moves, so he used brute force to pester Jason for a long time, and the result can be imagined.

No matter how strong he is as a teenager, he can't match Jason who is an adult. In addition, Jason doesn't seem to rely only on brute force, he is agile and skillful.Although it took a bit of effort, someone ripped off a few buttons on the collar of his shirt, and he was punched in the right eye, but he still suppressed the beast-like boy.

Shang Junrong was ridden under by Jason, and the black vest on his body was pushed off at some point, revealing his flexible waist.

Jason's claws next aimed at someone's intact trousers. One hand pressed Shang Junrong's waist, and the other hand moved to his lower abdomen, trying to open the zipper.

The reason why it was so difficult was that the people under him were desperately pulling Jason's proud and beautiful blond hair, and his waist was pushed up from time to time, trying to bounce the people on him off, and his legs kept bouncing up and down, Harass Jason's rear.

Jack and Suter were dumbfounded.

Jack: This is Mr. Jason Davis, the mature and stable public lover on the screen?It's no different from local hooligans!And the fierceness of the Wannian Glacier actually has such a fierce side!

Suter: The approachable, elegant and dignified Jason has never been very warm to himself.

Suter glared dissatisfiedly at Shang Junrong, who was being crushed by someone. Jack couldn't stand it any longer, and coughed deliberately: Attracting the attention of the two people who were fighting fiercely, "What are you doing...?" 』

"Have you never seen a man change clothes? 』

Jason showed a knowing expression.

I've never seen you force people to change clothes like this.

"By the way, your name is Jack, right?"Jack is here to help your friend, he needs a makeover. 』

Jason planned to drag another person into the water.

"Jack, how dare you! 』

Shang Junrong snorted coldly,

Jack took back the right foot he had just stepped out with interest, and declined, saying, "You guys continue." 』

After half an hour.

Jason's clothes were half undone, revealing a large piece of toned chest muscle, with his head on the chicken nest, panting as he looked at the fruits of his labor.

Shang Junrong didn't look much better either, she was so pressed by someone that she could only exhale, and now she was lying motionless on the cushion, wearing an awkward lady's business attire, her hair was messed up in a mess back.

"Okay, Jack, please go out with him later, it's best if no one suspects it, if someone stops you, go out as much as you can, just remember not to be photographed secretly. 』

Jason put the clothes from Shang Junrong in a handbag and handed them to Jack, "I'll change them back for him after I leave." 』

Jack took the paper bag and suddenly felt a strong sense of responsibility. Although he didn't understand why the two died and refused to report it, he tactfully didn't ask any further questions.

"Dear Mr. Shang Lie, don't pretend to be dead, get up!" He picked up the man, straightened the folds of his clothes, pinned the broken hair on his forehead behind his ears, and pushed him to Jack.

"Be careful on the road, and don't make trouble for me before I go back!"

Jason gave the last order.

"Humph!"

Shang Junrong was deflated, snorted coldly and slammed the door away.

It was early in the morning when I returned to the house, and I sat on the sofa exhausted and didn't even bother to turn on the light.After sitting for a while, he slid down and sank into the sofa.A piece of gold paper slipped out of the pocket of the jacket that Shang Junrong returned midway, and was picked up by someone before it landed.

The night vision ability of martial arts practitioners is better than that of ordinary people, and they can easily distinguish the flowing gold font on it - Mel Jones.

Shang Junrong didn't sleep all night, he tossed and turned on the sofa thinking about it all night, and dialed a number early the next morning.A soothing piano piece came from the phone, and after a while, a slightly lazy male voice sounded after being woken up: "Hello, hello!"Mel Jones...』

"Hello……"

In the next few days, Shang Junrong went to work at the restaurant in the morning, and disappeared after get off work in the afternoon. Jack asked him to watch Jason filming several times, but he couldn't find anyone.Until a few days later, he saw a promotional video tailor-made for someone on the TV screen in the bustling street of New York. Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Jack started to fly back to the restaurant at super-light speed.

"strong!Great that you are here. ”As soon as he entered the door, he saw Shang Junrong come out after changing his overalls. Jack rushed up and grabbed the boy’s arm excitedly: “My dear, you surprised me so much. I thought you weren’t an artist, so you wanted to give us something Surprise!Goodness knows how much I love this gift - Oriental Dracula, oh my god, he's so perfect for you!Pale complexion, long black hair, gorgeous fangs, wild eyes.tell me how you did itOh, I almost forgot, you are a thousand-year glacier, just open your fangs to the camera! 』

"Does Mr. Jason know about this?He seems to dislike you in public, but you are not a woman.God, this really confuses me, why are you not a woman, or why am I not a woman, or I would love you to death!Look, I'm already in love with you now, my dear, come and sign my name on my arm, I must be your first fan, and definitely the most loyal one, I swear! 』

Jack poured beans, and his mouth kept opening and closing like a thunderbolt.Shang Junrong, who speaks fast, can be ignored.After Boss Jin knew about this, he dragged all the staff to open a banknote for him to celebrate Mr. Shang Lie's successful debut' celebration banquet.

I didn't go back until late at night, and when I came back, the house was empty, and Jason hadn't come back yet.Shang Junrong made himself a cup of tea, and picked up the evening paper on the coffee table to browse.

The reporter in the entertainment column reported a long story about the famous New York photographer Mel Jones, who had a unique vision and created a career peak again. The "Oriental Nobility" launched will lead the trend of the times for a long time to come.

The crime rate in New York is on the news, unabated.In the past two days, several members of a gang organization died in an assassination. According to the investigation, they all came from the Aldrich family.The murderer's modus operandi is the same as the death of a senior government member before. It is speculated that the possibility of the two being the same individual is quite high.

On the other hand, some people remained skeptical. Through the analysis of previous cases, the murderer was likely to be a professional killer.His targets are usually high-level people who are both black and white, but this time the target is a third-rate member of the Aldrich family. This phenomenon is puzzling...

Shang Junrong put down the newspaper and took a sip of tea.He heard the sound of keys turning outside the door.The next moment, the door was opened, and the dusty Jason came in dragging his oversized suitcase.

When he hit the door, his heels were still unsteady, and with a 'snap', he threw the magazine under his arm in front of Shang Junrong.

New York Fashion Magazine, this issue's hot recommendation, black-haired aristocrat—Oriental Dracula!

On the cover, the dark-haired teenager holds a comatose buxom woman in a medieval costume in his arms, and Dracula leans over her seductive artery and opens his gorgeous fangs.The corners of the mouth, fangs, and the woman's neck were all stained with dark red liquid.Glossy black hair spread all over her body, a strand of hair slid across her forehead, and her black eyes under her deep browbones were indifferent and bloodthirsty.Pale skin color is the only bright color in the whole picture, flaunting a suffocating weirdness in the darkness.

Shang Junrong raised his eyebrows: "It's a good shot!"

Jason, who was here to inquire about the crime, heard the boy's rare humorous tone. He didn't know whether he should laugh or be angry. The corner of his mouth twitched: "Yes! The aesthetics of violence guides the fashion trend. Mr. Shang Lie, are you satisfied? , became popular, fearing that no one would find you, you deliberately promoted it on the TV screen in the center of New York! You only have to write on your face 'I am your lost pet, come and catch me , dear master!'”

"You have no right to say that about me."

"what?"

"I said, people who can kiss anyone they don't like in public are not qualified to say me!"

Shang Junrong put down the teacup in his hand, and looked directly into Jason's eyes with a clear conscience.The two were silent, and after a while, Jason said, "You know we're just filming."

"Me too."

"No, it's different, I'm free, and you..."

Jason paused, carefully considering his words, Shang Junrong didn't wait for him to think about it, and then said, "I won't get you involved."

After speaking, he stood up and prepared to go back to his room: "I will move out tomorrow, and I will collect all the debts owed to you and pay you back as soon as possible."

The words came so suddenly that Jason, who was always eloquent, didn't realize it for a moment. When he turned the corner, Shang Junrong had already returned to his room.

When calling Jones, Shang Junrong was already mentally prepared to leave, and even packed his luggage before Jason came back.When he left the next day, Jason didn't come to see him off. Shang Junrong left the mobile phone that Jason bought for him on the coffee table in the living room, glanced at the closed door on the second floor, stood there for a while, and finally left.

In the master bedroom on the second floor, Jason stood in front of the window silently watching the boy's disappearing figure, his face more solemn than ever.

The author has something to say: Well, believe me, quarrels are an indispensable flavoring agent in life, and they are also catalysts. As for which direction the wind blows, please judge the direction of the wind by yourself, and we will not clearly mark the price for Xiaoshang students!

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