blame at every turn

Yue Qin was silent for a while, then retreated into the fitting room with a blushing face, changed his clothes in a panic, and walked out with his messy hair.

Yang Ya helped him cut his hair and straightened his crooked collar.

When doing this series of movements, Yang Ya got very close, and Yue Qin's neck was completely encircled by his arms.Because the smell of Yang Ya's body was all in his breath, in this open public place, the feeling was stronger than when he woke up in Yang Ya's arms in the morning, Yue Qin didn't dare to breathe too heavily.He twisted his neck uncomfortably, pretending to touch Yang Ya's neck with his chin inadvertently, longing for this stolen moment of intimate contact.

——Ever since he knew that he had feelings for Yang Ya that went beyond friendship, Yue Qin never took the initiative to have physical contact with Yang Ya in an open and honest manner. He felt that all his desire for Yang Ya was a conspiracy.

And Yang Ya helped him tidy up his collar, and didn't leave in a hurry, relying on Yue Qin not being able to see it, he turned the label on the back of his collar inside and out, dawdling for a long time, his fingernails rubbing and scraping on Yue Qin's fair neck over and over again .The shopping guide who was entrusted with the important task stared at them nervously for a while, and felt that he couldn't bear to look directly at them, so he began to prepare the receipts in advance.

Finally, Yang Ya smelled that Yue Qin's body was also heavily stained with the smell of rose water, and left contentedly.

"Is there anything uncomfortable now?" Yang Ya pretended to check the tightness of the hem, and rubbed oil on Yue Qin's side waist.

Yue Qin shook his head, because the T-shirt was a slim fit and not too loose, he didn't think there was anything wrong with Yang Ya's movements.

Seeing that the two of them had decided to buy it, the shopping guide tore off the receipt and handed it to Yang Ya, took the two pieces of clothes from Yue Qin's hands, folded the one he replaced and put it in a bag, and the other one was not the same size after trying it on. It fit so well that it was put back in the cabinet.

Because she fell off the stool once before, Yue Qin thought there was something wrong with the stool, so he stood by to protect her for fear that she would fall again, but Yang Ya was not in a hurry to go to the cashier to pay. Is there a size I can wear?"

"The biggest size we have here is 190," said the shopping guide, "How tall are you handsome?"

"1.9 meters one." Afraid that Yue Qin didn't hear clearly, Yang Ya repeated his height again: "If it's 1.9 meters one, can I wear 190?"

The shopping guide put away his clothes, jumped off the stool, looked at Yang Ya from head to toe, and conscientiously blew rainbow farts according to the script he gave in advance: "I'm afraid not, handsome guy. This T-shirt is being designed. When you wear it, you pay more attention to the aesthetic proportions, and pay attention to a good fit when you wear it. The size is determined according to the figure of ordinary people. Let alone your height has exceeded the highest standard of size. For a figure like yours, 195 may be tighter. At least 200. We may not have clothes you can wear here, why don't I take you to the sportswear side?"

Yang Ya waved his hand: "No need, I don't lack clothes, I just want the same style a little bit, so forget it."

He went to the cashier to pay, and came back to take Yue Qin away. Because they thought the air in the shopping mall was not very ventilated, the two of them didn't use the elevator in the middle of the shopping mall. They went up the external stairs and walked to the corner of the stairs. Ya suddenly pulled Yue Qin to a stop, his expression was no longer calm, and he even looked a little hurt:

"Is that salesman just euphemistically calling me fat?"

His voice was the same as usual no matter the tone or line of voice, but it could make people vaguely feel a sense of grievance.

Yue Qin replied without thinking: "Why, she should be seriously praising your good figure."

"But I also feel that I'm getting fat." Yang Ya squeezed the flesh on his stomach, "In the past, the management in the company was relatively strict. I strained my thigh during the filming. I took advantage of the injury to get lazy. I haven’t exercised for a long time. I heard that people who have been exercising for a long time will turn into fat if their exercise can’t keep up with their muscles—do you still remember waking up in the morning and hugging me? Do you feel it? Are the muscles on my body still there?"

It's good that Yang Ya didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, Yue Qin's brain was short-circuited due to overload, and all related memories were lost.

After a while, he spoke with great difficulty: "I forgot."

"Then you can feel it again." Yang Ya grabbed Yue Qin's wrist and put a ring around his waist, leading him to touch his chest from the back of his waist. Seeing Yue Qin's expression became more and more stiff, he asked again Him, "Do you feel it?"

Yang Ya's muscles are tight, evenly distributed, and feel good to the touch.Yue Qin swallowed, and said his feelings truthfully. When he said "it feels good", he couldn't help pinching the flesh under his hands.

After regaining consciousness, he was frightened by his daring behavior, and quickly withdrew his hand guiltily.Fortunately, Yang Ya didn't seem to feel his small movements:

"It doesn't matter if I get fat. My height of 1.9 meters is very bluffing, and my muscles have become fat. The weight is too obvious. People who don't know think how much I eat every day, so no one wants to raise it. me."

Afterwards, they went to the third floor of the shopping mall. Yang Ya bought a pair of trousers for Yue Qin, asked the shopping guide to take the longest pair, and made gestures on his body.Unsurprisingly, the trousers were not long enough, and he insisted on wearing cropped trousers into cropped trousers. The stable and elegant style gave him a funny feeling. Yang Ya sighed heavily:

"Long legs are also a trouble. You can't find clothes that fit you in the mall, and you have to order them online, which is inefficient and expensive. And I even want to wear the same brand of pants as you, as a souvenir for myself. No way—this is the first time I spend my own money to buy you something practical, maybe you don’t care, and you won’t wear the bottom of the box when you go back, it still makes sense to me.”

Yue Qin felt that Yang Ya seemed a bit glassy today, but he still couldn't help but give him a pat on the back: "No, I really like the clothes you bought for me... As long as it is not dirty and needs to be washed, I will wear it all the time. .”

After buying all the upper and lower clothes, Yue Qin changed into a clean and refreshing outfit, and the two returned to the first floor of the shopping mall.Yang Ya excused that he felt uncomfortable in his stomach and was afraid of diarrhea on the plane, so he only bought a three-pack of ice cream balls for Yue Qin to eat, and because he was so hungry, he asked Yue Qin to dig out a little bit of each ball for himself to taste. , In the end, he ate half of the ice cream ball with Yue Qin's hand.

He originally wanted to buy another pair of underwear for Yue Qin, "by the way" to let him know about his excellent size.However, his manager was very ignorant of the times and made a phone call, urging him to go back to the hotel to pack his things and prepare to go to the airport, and the plan was forced to die.

Yang Yafei didn't have many things to bring with him to M City, the main thing he had to bring was Peng Song.

Long before joining the company, Peng Song had heard that Yang Ya was a very independent artist with a strong sense of self-management. Apart from not being able to fight for resources for himself, he didn't need to worry about anything with his agent or life assistant.But now that he is popular, he is the hope of the whole company. Mr. Li wished that the whole company would escort him. As his exclusive agent who just took office, even if the commercial shooting took less than 12 hours, Peng Song also had to follow.

In fact, there was originally a life assistant Xiao Zhao on this trip.

But because the plane was full and they had one more person, Xiao Zhao was sent away by Yang Ya—both he and Xiao Zhao received 1 yuan in hush money from Yang Ya. He wanted to keep this matter in his stomach and keep the big boss from knowing. At the same time, out of professional ethics, he became more determined to strictly supervise Yang Ya.

Not for anything else, just because the extra person is Yang Ya's benefactor... In fact, it should be said to be a good friend, after all, everyone can see that Yang Ya is very willing and even enjoys it: he brings people He wore sunglasses, a mask, and a sun hat, but he didn't put on any cover-up, and he wore it big and big at the back, as if the gold master was the big star, and he was just a handsome bodyguard.Peng Song was really afraid that he would go adrift, and there would be some big news in M ​​City and the financial backers.

Boss Li paid for the air tickets, one for first class and two for economy class. Because of a change of person, Yang Ya paid for the refund after the ticket was refunded. It was still one for first class and two for economy class, but each ticket The ID cards signed are different.

Peng Song, a delicate Ling, followed two tall and powerful people, dragging a suitcase, just like a court girl who was behind the emperor and the empress and was responsible for holding a big cattail fan. After the plane calmly into the first class.

And the noble emperor and empress stepped into the economy class, and even sat in the middle row. The emperor was seated by the window, and his legs could not be stretched at all. The squeeze deformed the face.

Yue Qin didn't quite understand: "Shouldn't there be another person? Why didn't you bring a life assistant?"

"I don't need it. A lot of newcomers have come to the company recently, and they are all waiting for food. The manpower is relatively tight. I don't take up company resources."

"Then why is the agent flying first class, and you and I squeeze economy class? Shouldn't you be flying first class?"

"Because whether we actors have good resources and whether we can afford to eat depends entirely on the means of the agent. The agent is equivalent to the artist's direct superior, and the status is higher than the artist. If you can go to the first class, of course you must go to the first class."

Yue Qin was at a loss.

He always thought that the actors outside the theater were all stars, coaxed by the director, and favored by the managers and assistants. It turned out that the opposite was true, the status of actors was the lowest in the circle.

He felt sorry for Yang Ya: "Don't be an actor, come to work in my company, I will support you."

Yang Ya smiled wryly and shook his head: "Although I'm very tempted, I signed a ten-year contract with the company, and the liquidated damages are very expensive. I can't afford it... and I don't want you to help me get the money. And in fact, I I quite like acting, and being able to successfully play a role on paper is a very fulfilling thing."

The plane was about to take off, and Yang Ya suddenly became nervous. He squeezed Yue Qin's hand, and whispered in his ear: "Yes, Yue Qin. If I faint because of discomfort later, can you... no Calling someone? I want to save face, if someone here recognizes me, the whole world will know that I am afraid of flying."

"You can pinch me at will, pinch my thigh... If you pinch everything and still can't wake me up, just give me artificial respiration."