I swapped bodies with my rival [Entertainment]

Pei Huan was bent over, the drooping eyelashes covered half of his pupils, his black hair was delicate and his white porcelain skin seemed to be covered with carmine red glaze, his shoulders trembled slightly.

"Zhu Yang..."

The man raised his eyes, the dark color in his eyes seemed to have stepped on the ground and fell into the bottomless dark abyss, which was complicated and hard to fathom.

Pei Huan curled his fingers.

The Adam's apple rolled gently, and he uttered a few words with unsteady breath, "Calm down."

The eyes filled with mist were like sparkling lakes, and the lips parted unconsciously, stained with the luster left by the kiss.

Looking at him ignorantly and apprehensively.

Zhu Yang held back the aroused Qi Nian, let out a breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "Until you agree, I won't touch you."

He withdrew his hand on Pei Huan's waist, "Get up."

Pei Huanru was pardoned.

He carefully straightened his knees and stood up. After breaking away from the restraint, the numbness that spread from the tailbone to all the limbs gradually disappeared.

With indifferent eyes, Zhu Yang brushed the hem of the windbreaker over in front of him, leaned leisurely on the back of the chair, and gently pushed down the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He looked at the camera, "Are you satisfied?"

Everyone was still immersed in the incomparably harmonious CP atmosphere of the two. Director Wen Song was the first to react, "Satisfied, so satisfied! I guarantee this is the most emotional set-up photo I have ever taken."

"That's good."

Zhu Yang stood up, stretched out his hand to wrap up his coat, "I'll go out."

Director Wen Song stopped him, "Don't you want to look at the photos?"

Zhu Yang didn't look back and walked in a hurry, just waved his hand at him, "Send me WeChat."

Director Wen Song wondered, "What are you doing in such a hurry..."

He turned his head and saw Pei Huan standing in the corner with his head down, and he snapped his fingers, "Come on, Xiao Pei, come and look at the photos."

Pei Huan walked over obediently.

Wen Song showed him the iPad, and moved his fingers back and forth, "The characters' poses and coordination are excellent. Both of them have drama in their eyes. This light..."

Wen Song was on the side analyzing from a professional point of view, Pei Huan only saw the most ambiguous and entangled in the picture, from the eyes to the body.

hiss……

Was he this close just now?

"This one, my favorite is this one!" Wen Song couldn't hide the excitement in his tone, "What do you think?"

Pei Huan was embarrassed.

In the photo, their lips and teeth are touching, as if they are about to merge into one.

Pei Huan sneaked a glance at Director Wen Song, who had bright eyes. He didn't have the nerve to say that he prefers more conservative ones, and echoed his words: "I think it's great."

Wen Song stretched his smile, "That kid Zhu Yang walked so fast, I didn't even have time to show him."

Pei Huanzheng wanted to say that it doesn't matter if he can't see it...

In the next second, Wen Song smiled and clicked to share with friends, "But it's okay, I'll send it to him now."

"..."

In the closed compartment, a camel-colored windbreaker jacket was hanging on the hook, Zhu Yang pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were obscure and complicated.

"Ding."

Crisp message prompts.

Zhu Yang freed one hand to take out the phone from his pocket, unlocked it, and the thick and colorful pictures jumped out unexpectedly.

Zhu Yang clenched his hands, his usually calm and reserved eyes were on the verge of losing control, he took a deep breath, his greedy eyes ran over the photo inch by inch.

The furrowed brow slowly recovered.

He exhausted his patience and typed: Pei Huan's single photo is here.

The mobile phone vibrated one after another. In the picture, the youthful but sharp eyebrows, slender neck, and slightly protruding collarbone.It seems to have the deadliest attraction, constantly provoking his weakest bottom line.

Zhu Yang chose to indulge in it, he squeezed the phone tightly, speeding up the frequency in his hand.

Pei Huan sat restlessly on the sofa.

He knew what Zhu Yang was doing now, and even asked the director for his single photo, so it was self-evident.

There is still a feeling of being held hostage in the tailbone.

Pei Huan sent Brother Wu to buy a drink, while he waited in the dressing room for more than an hour.

Finally, Song Kai, the mixed-race stylist in front, came.

He sat down enthusiastically, "Dear Pei Huan, I saw your photo, you are so cute, and you still have such an attractive side."

Pei Huan was not in the mood to chat at the moment, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Song Kai didn't mind at all, "To be honest, I appreciate you very much."

He handed out his business card, "The stylist is just my deputy, and my real identity is the editor-in-chief of GE. If you agree to cooperate, the cover of next month's magazine will be yours."

Only then did Pei Huan's wandering thoughts gather a little.

GE is one of the top fashion magazines in China. Unlike ordinary magazines, GE can be featured on a single cover, which represents the unspoken affirmation in the industry.

He took the business card, "I'll let my agent follow up."

"That's really great." Song Kai said relaxedly: "You can add my personal contact information, it will be easier to communicate."

Just as Pei Huan took out his phone, he was held down by a hand.

The slightly cool fingertips rested on the back of his hand, and the cold fragrance of pine in the snow filled his breath.

Zhu Yang said, "Do you like shooting magazines?"

Pei Huan didn't react for a while.

"Which of the four major magazines do you like?" Zhu Yang coldly glanced at the man in front of him who had other plans, "If it's up to EG, it's not like Huarui has no acquisition plan recently."

Song Kai's face froze immediately, and it took him a long time to force a smile, "Haha, Zhu Shaozhen is humorous."

Zhu Yang took the business card from Pei Huan's palm, "I never joke. At the same time..."

He tore up the business card leisurely and pushed it over the table, "I hate people who don't know the current affairs the most."

Song Kai stared at the business card.

However, he knew that what Zhu Yang said was the truth, buying a magazine was easy for the huge Zhu family.

He bowed down respectfully, "Song likes to be convenient with others, you two talk slowly." He didn't dare to linger for a moment, and closed the door intimately when he left.

"..."

"I just walked away for a while, and you want to sell yourself at a low price?" Zhu Yang sat down opposite him.

Pei Huan said, "It's just cooperation."

"But that person doesn't just want to cooperate." Zhu Yang said: "He uses resources as bait, but actually he only wants to rule you."

Pei Huan suddenly asked, "What about you?"

Zhu Yang said: "What?"

Pei Huan stared at him and said bluntly, "You gave me the resources to rule me?"

"I want to." Zhu Yang said, "But I don't want to."

Pei Huan said, "Why?"

"Because I want to fall in love with you." Zhu Yang said seriously and firmly, "I want to be your boyfriend."

Pei Huan was burned by his gaze.

"Come on, everyone has worked hard. Our Pei Huan invites everyone to drink water."

Brother Wu bought two big bags of milk tea and came back, the voice of the staff saying thank you came from outside the room.

The space suddenly became noisy.

Brother Wu pushed the door in with a big bag of drinks, and he took out a cup of pink cherry blossom berry yogurt to Pei Huan, "The new flavor you want."

Then politely asked: "What would you like to drink, Mr. Zhu?"

Zhu Yang said, "Same as him."

Wu Ge paused, "Okay."

He originally thought that Zhu Yang would like lattes and the like, so he quickly put them on the table, then turned to Pei Huan and said, "I'll come back to you after I finish the drinks."

Pei Huan nodded.

Brother Wu took his bag and went out again.

The moment the door closes.

Pei Huan squeezed the yogurt cup, and the air-conditioning condensed into water droplets, making his palms moist. After a long time, he said, "I promise."

After speaking, he didn't dare to look at Zhu Yang's reaction.

He just silently lowered his head and opened the straw, took a sip of yogurt to pretend to be calm.

The sofa beside him suddenly sank a little, the light was blocked a little, and the familiar and pleasant smell lingered around.

Zhu Yang said in a low voice, "Is it delicious?"

Pei Huan nodded, "You can try it, this one is not very sweet."

"Then I'm welcome."

Zhu Yang stretched out his hand to clasp his wrist, and leaned over to kiss his soft lips. As the lips and teeth rubbed against each other, a blushing voice came out intermittently.

Pei Huan's eyelashes trembled, his palms were cold, but his lips were so hot that he could barely breathe.

The hem of the clothes was slightly lifted.

A slightly cold finger touched the sensitive and slender waist, and a crisp and numb feeling flowed through his body like an electric current. He hummed softly and tried to escape, but he was pressed even tighter.

The impenetrable attack made him lose the strength to resist, and finally leaned softly on the sofa, feeling the slightly rough fingertips climb up a little bit, and gently brushed the cherry blossoms on Pei Huan's body.

A mist formed in Pei Huan's eyes instantly.

"Don't..." He breathed disorderly, "If you make trouble again, I will regret it."

The troublesome hand finally restrained a little, retreated to the side of the waist and turned around, but the attack on the lips fell like a torrential rain again.

Pei Huan was powerless to fight back.

He was out of breath, the more he pushed Zhu Yang away, the more he was attacked.

In the end, he had no choice but to wrap his limp arm around Zhu Yang's neck, allowing him to take whatever he wanted.

There were footsteps outside the room.

Pei Huan looked at the unlocked door in fear, the footsteps were getting closer, Pei Huan begged in a low voice: "Yes, someone is here—"

Zhu Yang bit the corner of his mouth lightly, and let go reluctantly.

At the same time the door was pushed open.

Brother Wu looked at Pei Huan, whose breathing was unstable and his clothes were a little messy, his lips were brightly colored, and there was a small piece of damage at the corner of his mouth.

Where it is unclear what happened.

But he has always been very good at observing words and expressions. Brother Wu suppressed his curiosity and said, "I'm here to say something. I can join the team tomorrow after I go back and pack my things."

Zhu Yang picked up the unopened sakura yogurt on the table, "Thank you for the yogurt." He said to Brother Wu but turned to look at Pei Huan with a satisfied voice, "It's unexpectedly sweet."

Pei Huan was ashamed.

He stood up awkwardly, and frantically stuffed the script into the canvas bag, "I'm going back to pack my things."

Pei Huan hurried to the door.

Zhu Yang followed behind, and he stretched out his hands from behind to reach Pei Huan's body, wrapping him in his arms, "Be careful on the road."

"Also. See you tomorrow."

Pei Huan's heart was beating wildly.

He looked at Brother Wu worriedly, "Don't get me wrong, he is me..."

"Boyfriend." Zhu Yang said, "I'm his boyfriend."