After becoming a male god's makeup artist [Entertainment]

Under the strange eyes of Wen Chuhan's parents, Lin Jian unscrewed the doorknob of the guest room, hurried in, and closed the door with his backhand.

Before the man turned around, the voice behind him came to his ears more clearly: "Ah ~ cool!"

He turned around with his face flushed, only to see Wen Chuhan lying on the bed he used to sleep with his upper body naked, with his eyes closed enjoying himself.

And beside him, a man in a white uniform was vigorously massaging Wen Chuhan's back with both hands.

"..."

"Brother?" Lin Jian called out in a low voice.

Wen Chuhan heard the voice, opened his eyes and looked in surprise: "You're back?"

"Why..." Lin Jian realized that he had misunderstood. He hurried to the bed, knelt down and asked him, "What are you calling?"

"Huh?" Wen Chuhan spoke intermittently, breaking up a sentence into several small sentences, and said in a cadence, "Massage is very comfortable, do you want to try it?"

The masseur responded: "Mr. Wen will finish soon, do you want to come?"

Wen Chuhan also recommended: "The master that Brother Xuan invited is very good."

"Dinner is coming soon." Lin Jian reached out and touched Wen Chuhan's face, touched the sweat on his head, and asked, "Is it hot?"

"Hey, don't turn on the air conditioner right now, or you won't be able to get up tomorrow." The master said with a local accent.

"I feel like I'm going to be unable to get up now." Wen Chuhan asked, "Master, how many people have you knocked down with your skills?"

"The ones like you are still relatively strong, and the others are already calling for help by this time." The master said with a smile.

Listening to their chat in the forest, Chaowen Chuhan said: "Parents are waiting outside for dinner, how long will it be?"

"Okay, it's almost done!" The master finally gave him a back push, slapping Wen Chuhan's back twice, with a very clear voice, "Call work!"

Lin Jian thought he needed to help, but Wen Chuhan got up as soon as he slapped the bed, his movements were quick and not sloppy, and he looked very vigorous.

"Young man, you are alive and kicking now, and you will feel sore tomorrow." The master put away the things.

Lin Jian smelled the strong aroma of herbs on Wen Chuhan's body, and brought him the pajamas for him.The air conditioner was not turned on in the room, and Wen Chuhan was sweating all over his body. The master refused to let him take a bath immediately, so Wen Chuhan could only put on his pajamas first.

As soon as the door was opened, Bai Yujun and Wen Xunchuan had been waiting for a few minutes, but they didn't expect three people to come out of the room.The masseur had probably heard their identities from Lin Jian's words, and said enthusiastically, "The boss is looking for me for a massage when he is free!"

Only then did the two realize that there was a misunderstanding, and they sent the master away without embarrassment, and sat at the dining table waiting for Wen Chuhan to wash his hands and eat.

It almost made a joke, Lin Jian didn't dare to speak when he sat beside Wen Chuhan.Wen Chuhan was quite natural, and he didn't forget to add vegetables to the forest.

"Xiaohan, this professional thing should be done in a professional place. Although we are not short of money, don't just call the master over." Wen Xunchuan felt that it was necessary to remind, "Otherwise it will make people What an embarrassing misunderstanding."

Wen Chuhan didn't even react, and looked towards the forest.Seeing Lin Jian's flushed face, and thinking of his appearance when he first entered the room, he suddenly woke up.

He quickly apologized: "I didn't expect you guys to come back, I'm not that kind of person...don't think of your son as a pervert!"

"It's not your fault to make out in the kitchen during the day." Bai Yujun didn't intend to show his son face and expose him.

"Isn't that unbearable?" Wen Chuhan said unequivocally, "We are so tired of staying together every day, you see you called him away, I have nothing to do this afternoon Dry?"

Bai Yujun listened to his nonsense, and looked at Lin Jian: "Xiao Lin, don't spoil him all the time, let him make mistakes."

Lin Jian smiled when he heard the words: "Auntie, in fact, he is more used to me."

"Oh, I'd better stop talking." Bai Yujun said deliberately, "Forget that my son is protected now."

Wen Xunchuan listened to the joke, and couldn't help but say, "You, you can't fight with your son now!"

Bai Yujun shook her head with a smile and refused to refute.

Wen Chuhan changed the subject and asked her, "Are you happy shopping?"

"Happy." Bai Yujun said truthfully, "It would be nice when you come to live with Xiao Lin at home."

"Dress up for you every day?" Wen Chuhan smiled, "It turns out there was a reason for supporting me in the entertainment circle when I was a child. Does your mother have this ambition too?"

"Young poor." Bai Yujun scolded him with a smile, "Xiao Lin has good eyesight, it's too easy to go shopping with him, he's my favorite."

"That's not true, mom, my daily salary is close to five figures, and it's more than enough to go shopping with you." Wen Chuhan secretly stretched out his left hand under the table where his parents couldn't see, and squeezed the forest. waist.

Ever since he knew Lin Jian was sensitive, Wen Chuhan always liked to pinch him like this.

Bai Yujun was surprised when he heard this: "What about such a high salary? Then how much do you charge for makeup?"

"When I received orders in the studio, I was paid according to the makeup." Lin Jian said honestly, "According to the complexity of the makeup, the average makeup is [-] to [-]."

"It's really celebrity treatment." Wen Xunchuan said with a smile, "Go back and take a few more photos for you to enjoy."

Bai Yujun touched her face, and agreed: "That's a few more pictures, I'll post it to Moments!"

The dinner was spent in a pleasant atmosphere, and the parents went back after dinner.

Wen Chuhan didn't take what the massage master said seriously at first, and he didn't realize that something was wrong until he woke up the next morning.

The person holding him was a little stiff, Lin Jian stretched out his hand and patted Wen Chuhan's back while he was half asleep and half awake, but Wen Chuhan groaned unexpectedly.

Lin Jian woke up suddenly, thinking that he had pressed his ankle, so he quickly sat up from his arms and asked nervously, "What's wrong? Does it hurt?"

Wen Chuhan still had one hand on his waist, and he only sighed after hearing the words: "My whole body hurts."

Lin Jian was taken aback, thinking of what the master said before leaving yesterday, he couldn't help laughing: "The muscles are sore? Didn't you think that the master didn't eat enough yesterday?"

"..." Wen Chuhan buried his face in the pillow.

Lin Jian smiled silently for a while, leaned over and hugged him, and asked softly, "Why don't you look so happy?"

"I thought my feet were going to heal soon." Wen Chuhan was silent for a few seconds, then continued, "After you went out yesterday, I even asked the errands to buy me a safety cover, and I'm going to use it in two days."

Lin Jian couldn't help it, and lay on his body laughing silently, shaking and shaking, laughing so that Wen Chuhan became even more depressed.

"I haven't exercised for a week or two. How could this happen?" He said in a resentful tone, "Yesterday the master praised me for being strong."

"Then can I still get up?" Lin Jian deliberately controlled the curvature of his mouth and asked.

Wen Chuhan endured the sore muscles all over his body, and slowly propped himself up, feeling that his bones were about to fall apart.

Seeing him struggling, Lin Jian hugged him from behind, with a persistent smile in his voice: "Those who don't know think I've done something to you."

"I think it was you who did something to me." Wen Chuhan leaned his chin on Lin Jian's shoulder, as if he was wilting, "If others hear that I was pushed down by the masseuse, should I still be in the circle?" mixed up."

Lin Jian was sobered up by laughing early in the morning, he couldn't empathize well, he was afraid that if he laughed any longer, he would be bullied by Wen Chuhan, so he asked him, "What do you want to eat today?"

Wen Chuhan fell silent, turned his head, bit the side of his neck lightly, and said vaguely, "You."

"I've been here all the time." Lin Jian felt itchy, but still raised his chin for him to bite, "We'll see when you recover."

Wen Chuhan was stimulated, and his interest was not very high all day, until Zheng Mingqian called in a group chat video call, asking him how he was doing.

At that time, the two of them were nestling in the study room, and Lin Jian was drawing on the tablet holding Wen Chuhan when he heard Zheng Mingqian's voice on Wen Chuhan's cell phone: "Brother Han, I will only take care of my wife's pregnancy." You haven't surfed the Internet for a month, and you have a lot of news recently!"

After graduating from high school, because the leader Wen Chuhan took a different route, the group of brothers in those days actually had very little contact. They only had occasional small gatherings during the holidays, and Wen Chuhan often couldn't make it because of announcements. .

Although there are fewer contacts, the friendship from back then is still there. Once we chat, we are still laughing and joking, just like when we were teenagers.

Zheng Mingqian started talking, and several other people also chattered.

"That's right. Last time I saw your sprained ankle was a trending topic. I was lying in the hospital with a broken bone last month and no one came to see me. I'm still miserable!"

"I'm living a good life these days. I'm so envious of you. I'm a 25-year-old golden boy who has already been urged by my mother to go on a blind date. It's better to be an entertainer!"

"Brother Han! I've wanted to ask a long time ago, is the makeup artist named Lin Jian that you recruited next to you the secret lover back then?"

As soon as these words came out, Lin Jian subconsciously raised his head to look at Wen Chuhan, only to see that the other party was lazily nestled in the soft hanging chair, and he looked at him in the air, and said, "Yes."

The call was quiet for a few seconds, and everyone couldn't help it.

"Really? Are you two... together?"

"Don't hold your breath, are you two dating again? I said at the time that it's hard to end if you don't get married!"

"Didn't he reject you? Are you chasing him this time or is he chasing you?"

Wen Chuhan waited for them to finish asking before answering one by one: "We were together just now, he chased me, and he is still by my side, do you want to see him? Oh yes, I'll let my voice out."

The second after he finished speaking, the screen indicated that the call had been hung up.

Wen Chuhan couldn't help laughing, raised his eyes to look at the forest, and asked, "What have you been drawing with the tablet these days?"

Lin Jian turned off the tablet screen, and instead of answering his question, he asked instead, "Is it Zheng Mingqian and the others?"

"Honey, you only remember one of the four, Zheng Mingqian." Wen Chuhan was jealous on vacation, and just about to stand up from the hanging chair, every cell in his body was shouting "You don't deserve it", so he sat back down again, The range of forward and backward motion is accurate to the millimeter.

"But if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't remember any of them." Lin Jian flattered Wen Chuhan with one sentence.

He just stood up when the call came back.Lin Jian simply sat down on the soft stool beside Wen Chuhan and listened to their chat with great interest.

He also had this hobby when he was in high school. Wen Chuhan was lukewarm with the rest of the class, but he was more active in small groups. Only at this time, Lin Jian could understand Wen Chuhan's unknown side.

He also laughs happily, fights with friends, and makes some harmless jokes.Wen Chuhan at this time is real.

When Wen Chuhan connected, Zheng Mingqian's voice was so serious that it was close to the announcer's tone: "Mr. Wen, long time no see, I sincerely greet you, next week's wedding, will you be there as scheduled?"

Wen Chuhan laughed and scolded crazy: "Yes."

"Where are the others?" Zheng Mingqian asked, "I sincerely hope that your presence will make me flourish."

"Recently, my work is quite unsatisfactory. I have been looking forward to your wedding for a long time. I wish you a happy wedding in advance."

"After smelling the smell of disinfectant in the hospital for a month, I really want to breathe the sweetness of love. I am so anxious!"

"I have been urged to get married for a long time. I really want to find a beautiful woman at Mr. Zheng's wedding. If I want to, I might as well hold the two weddings together."

"Waiting for your arrival." Zheng Mingqian said in a pretentious manner, "I still have a small unfeeling request, I hope Mr. Wen will consider it as appropriate."

Lin Jian listened cheerfully, and heard Wen Chuhan scold impatiently, "Speak human."

"My wife... oh, the class monitor, she has always admired Mr. Lin, can she ask for me if there is a chance for Mr. Lin to do her bridal makeup?"

Zheng Mingqian's fiancée was the class monitor of Class [-] in the third year of high school. The two saw each other right in high school, and later went to the same university.

Hearing this, Wen Chuhan glanced at Lin Jian and said, "Why don't you ask him yourself?"

Lin Jian got orders, leaned in front of Wen Chuhan, and greeted a few grids on the screen: "Hello."

Everyone sat upright there, as if they were going to meet with the leader, and waved their hands, with business smiles like copy and paste on their faces: "Hello, hello."

"Don't pretend, it's not like I haven't seen it before." Wen Chuhan smiled, "It's the same as being born."

Zheng Mingqian couldn't hold back anymore, and laughed out loud: "Xiao Linjian is still as handsome as before."

"Long time no see." Lin Jian said with a smile, "Thank you for remembering me."

These few people used to like to encourage Wen Chuhan to tease Lin Jian, but now they don't dare to talk nonsense when they see a real person, they are all as quiet as chickens, as if they are meeting some important person.

Lin Jian took the initiative to ask: "If we want to put on makeup, should we go there early?"

"Just come early, because we are going to church to get married." Zheng Mingqian also returned to normal, "I'll tell her right away, Xuanxuan will be very happy to hear the news."

After a brief chat, Wen Chuhan felt that these idols were too burdened and pretended, so he hung up the call.

Lin Jian continued to open the tablet to draw on the other side.Just as Wen Chuhan's birthday was used to unlock the screen, suddenly there was an extra person behind him.

Enduring the sore muscles, Wen Chuhan ran over curiously to take a look, but when he saw himself on the screen, he froze for a moment: "You've been drawing me these afternoons?"

Lin Jian turned off the tablet embarrassingly, and turned to go out: "I'm going to eat something."

Wen Chuhan didn't embarrass him this time, he just slowly turned on his phone and synced the cloud album.