happy this month

The rehearsal of the final drama has entered into a feverish stage. The teachers and even the deans of the acting department take turns to care about the progress. The college's free publicity, this year's brand name or fame, all depend on the performance of this group of freshman students.

Excessive external pressure and the guidance of the head of the department made the whole team tense, working overtime to improve, and never resting on weekends. Those who had a partner gave up dating, and those who didn’t have a partner gave up sleeping and concentrated in the practice room. All the staff put on costumes to simulate the stage effect.

Wei Wu's custom-made cheongsam has been received. The old shop that has been open for more than ten years in the fiercely competitive school gate has some skills. The tailoring is just right, where it should be collected, and where it should be loose. , under the modification of this close-fitting cheongsam, she actually looks a bit graceful.

Everyone stared at his sudden body curve in disbelief: "Is this the legendary non-surgical plastic surgery?"

Wei Wu was very proud, scratching his head and posing in the mirror: "Sure enough, people want clothes. Wearing this cheongsam, I feel that I am the most beautiful woman on the whole stage!"

Dai Lin kicked him: "Jiayue hasn't spoken yet, why are you stealing the limelight?"

An Jiayue felt embarrassed, he was still wearing the cheongsam rented from the school clothing store, it was really tight, looking at Wei Wu's beautiful and docile cheongsam, it was hard not to be envious.After a day of rehearsal, the moment he took off the cheongsam, his chest was finally able to rise and fall freely, and his waist was finally able to bend completely.

Another day of rehearsal wearing this dress would make him pass out from suffocation. After weighing the pros and cons, he finally decided to order a cheongsam.

An Gangwei did not give him this month's living expenses, and the final payment for the project has not yet been recovered. His father is also in a tight financial situation. He said that he will go to collect the debt next week, and if he can collect it, he will pay him the living expenses immediately.

After thinking about it, An Jiayue sent a message to He Chen: [Mr. He, I may have to swipe your card to buy costumes for school performances, about 1000 yuan, and I will return it to you together with the 6000 yuan I owe you before, okay ? ]

He made the calculation very clearly on purpose, and hoped that He Chen would not misunderstand him.

But He Chen didn't care at all, so he called him directly and told him the password of the card, and asked him when he would go, so that he could accompany him to choose the style.

Where can I find such a caring man.

The rehearsal ended on Sunday, the sky was already dark, and there were a few stars in the sky, and the street lights at the back street of the South Gate of the Film Academy were bright, and they were all students who came out for a stroll.

An Jiayue walked from the school to the cheongsam shop in the back street, and saw that He Chen's car was already parked there, and there was no one in the car. He opened the door and entered the shop, and saw a tall man standing in the not-so-spacious shop, looking seriously at the shop. The women's clothing hanging on the surrounding walls is a bit funny.

He Chen turned to look at him when he heard the door being pushed open, and was about to come over, but he stopped him: "Don't move, I'll take a picture for you."

He Chen showed a little confusion on his face, but he cooperated very well. He posed casually, lowered his head slightly, his bangs were a little longer, covering his forehead, and a pair of dark eyes behind his hair stared straight at his camera.

Like staring at prey.

An Jiayue's heart was beating wildly, and she took two or three photos casually, but they didn't look like a real person at all. She excused that the photos were not good enough and deleted them, but actually kept them secretly, and then put away her phone: "Hurry up and help me choose."

There are quite a few ready-made cheongsams in the store, of course there are no men’s sizes. The proprietress sat behind the counter and blowing on a fan to cool off the heat. She painted her nails and said lazily, “Which one do you choose? But if you want it next Friday, there will be an expedited fee of [-]."

An Jiayue nodded in agreement.In the play, he played the role of an arrogant and domineering concubine living a luxurious life, so he naturally wanted to choose a rich and noble style.

Walking around in the store, he picked out a few, and He Chen also picked out a few.

An Jiayue took a look, He Chen picked either blue or white, as clean as a virtuous, gentle and charming young lady from a good family.

He Chen also saw the style in his hand, and immediately realized that he had chosen the wrong direction, went back and picked another wine red one, and handed it to him: "The red suits your skin tone very well."

An Jiayue thanked her, and carried the selected cheongsams into the dressing room.It is said to be a dressing room, but it is actually just a curtain pulled up in the corner. The walls of the small store are thin, and the customers in the shoe store next door can clearly hear them bargaining.

An Jiayue tried the long style first. The cheongsam made of mulberry silk was smooth and fit, and it was long to the ankle. The golden peony pattern on the dark green background was bright and vivid. It looks charming and unrestrained.

How much impact this kind of contrast has on a man, An Jiayue opened the curtain and saw He Chen's expression.

"Mr. He, does this look good?"

He Chen didn't blink his eyes: "It looks good."

"Then this is an alternative, I'll go for another one."

An Jiayue returned to the curtain. The curtain was hung on a circle of poles extending horizontally. It didn't hang to the ground, and the feet of the people inside could be seen.

He Chen stood outside the curtain, his gaze fell below.

There was a rustling sound from the curtain, and after a while, the long cheongsam fell down suddenly, and the person inside raised his feet in white socks, took off the cheongsam, and put on another one.

This one is slightly shorter, with a small ankle exposed from under the curtain, white and slender.

"Mr. He." An Jiayue called.

"I'm here."

"Could you come in and help me?"

He Chen paused for half a second, opened the curtain and got in.

The space inside the curtain was limited, and the two men standing were a little crowded. Once he entered, his chest almost touched the back of the person inside the curtain.

bare back.

"Mr. He, this one is a little tight, can you zip it up for me?"

He Chen looked into the mirror, and the person in the mirror smiled at him with a pure expression.

He withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes and concentrated, pulled the zipper of the cheongsam on the back, and pulled it up little by little.

The waist of the boy in front of him is very thin, with a sunken waist on each side, as if to facilitate his movements, the waist is straightened forward, the back groove is more obvious, the buttocks tightly wrapped in the cheongsam are slightly turned back, sticking to the his crotch.

An Jiayue turned her head, facing him with the tear mole, and urged softly, "Mr. He... Hurry up."

They were a head apart in height, He Chen bent over a little, put his hands on his shoulders, rested his chin on his shoulders, raised his thick and handsome eyebrows, and stared straight at him in the mirror, sharp as a knife.

An Jiayue's heart palpited for a moment, shocked by his eyes for a moment, and all the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat.

"If you insist on seducing me like this, I can only say that I'm not an upright gentleman, Jiayue."

An Jiayue swallowed.

Two warm and generous hands reached into the side slits of the cheongsam and covered his thighs. He Chen kissed his ears: "Just this one, I'll wait for you in the car."

He Chen opened the curtain and strode out. An Jiayue heard the store door open and close, and looked up at herself in the mirror, blushing to the base of her neck.

What kind of seduction is this? It's clearly embarrassing...

It took him 3 minutes to quickly change back into his clothes, and he settled the bill with He Chen's card. The total was [-] yuan, which was slightly over budget, but he didn't have the heart to think about these trivial things at the moment. It was an indescribable scene. It wasn't until He Chen said: "Go to the back" that he turned around and looked around. He found that they hadn't driven very far. They just left the busy back street and stopped at another empty road west of the school. on the trail.

From getting out of the car to opening the rear door and getting in, it took only two steps, but An Jiayue's calves were shaking, her heart was pounding, and she started panting without doing anything.

He Chen closed the back seat door, locked the car, and trapped the two of them in a confined space. He didn't say any unnecessary nonsense, and directly hugged him and kissed...

....................................

... An Jiayue felt a little shy at this time, but fortunately she couldn't see it in the dark: "You are not normal, you are so old and so good at playing, I am afraid that you will kill me."

"I'll try to be as gentle as possible." He Chen smiled slightly, "But, Jiayue, if you want to sleep in my bed, you may have to endure a little pain. I told you that I am not patient and gentle by nature."

"I see, when can I go to your bed?"

He Chen raised his hand and massaged his waist: "Don't think about it all the time, things like sex are beautiful when things happen naturally. First concentrate on rehearsing your play. If the performance is successful, I have a small gift for you."

An Jiayue's eyes lit up: "Really? Then I will play well!"

"Don't act for the gift, act for yourself." He Chen picked up the shirt that was thrown aside and draped it over his shoulders, "Jiayue, I look forward to your dream being realized and your shining, and I also look forward to our names appearing." In the same cast. For this, you have to work hard, and I have to fight for it, you know?"

An Jiayue nodded heavily: "I know!"

He Chen smiled deeper, stroked his face, and looked at him intently. An Jiayue's heart beat faster, and she couldn't help but lower her head to kiss that thin lip again.

Who seduced whom...

The street lights sprinkled on the front seat, and they indulged in the back seat where no one saw them, and then hugged and kissed together until the moon hung over the treetops, everything was silent, and the lust was temporarily extinguished.

The author says:

(There is no movie more suitable for the title of this chapter than "La La Land". Two people pursue their dreams together but finally separate qwq. But Yueyue and Lao He are HE! Lao He really likes Yue from beginning to end month, no doubt hhh)