MTL - Quickly Wear the Face of the Devil-Chapter 34 4.4

The door of the living room opened, and Yu Meilian couldn’t wait to meet, Wu Tao and Boa did not leave, waiting in the distance.

"how about it?"

"Become, after three days, I came to shoot an advertisement. You can help me talk about a good price. I am in a hurry." Zhou Yunyi said that he would stack the handkerchief full of flower juice into a square bag.

"You can rest assured that even if you are a newcomer, but aya is rich and rich, the rewards will definitely be inevitable." Yu Meilian decided.

Zhou Yunqi patted her shoulder. "That's all depends on the sister. I have to go to class, and this is gone." Passing through the complicated Wu Tao and the red-eyed Boa, he slightly bowed his head and pulled out a gorgeous smile.

Three days passed quickly. During the call, Mei Lian called and told him that the advertising fee given by aya was 500,000. This is already a high price for a new person, so she promised it.

The average newcomer, taking an advertisement for a maximum of hundreds of thousands of income, even a few tens of thousands, only a real first-line superstar can achieve an advertising hundreds of tens of millions. Zhou Yunqi knows the market and expresses sincere gratitude for the efforts of Mei Lian.

It was a big early day, and he opened the door and went to the restaurant while wearing a shirt.

The skin of a teenager is like a cow's milk. It is white and smooth. It shines slightly in the light of orange light. The hair is not combed. It only uses fingers to make a little bit of it. It is messy but sexy. A pair of peach eyes are condensed with a layer of waking. Water mist, I don’t know how to look cute when I see it.

His body is very thin, but it is not. The shirt that has not been fastened is half-covered, revealing a soft and powerful waist and a few well-arranged abdominal muscles, and then it is a delicate and beautiful clavicle.

He yawned, and his peach eyes shed two tears, but he did not slide down his cheeks. Instead, he hung on the thick eyelashes and walked to the table to sit down. He held the slap in his right hand and held the spoon in his left hand. Stirring hot porridge, white mist transpiration, blurring his facial features, but let the lazy style more attractive.

When a loud noise disturbed his leisure, he twisted his eyebrows and looked at the opposite side. He saw Ji Han’s face flushed and ran away from the porridge water flowing around the table.

"You don't move, I am coming. Such a big person can knock the bowl over. What did you think?" Fang Youran ran out of the kitchen with a rag.

"I, I just want to think about my family." Ji Hanyu swayed, and quickly swept Lin Chengze, who was concentrating on porridge. Even if he hates Lin Chengze again, he has to admit that the other side's appearance is perfect. I haven't seen it for a few days, and his five senses seem to have been a little longer. In one fell swoop, there is no such thing as frivolity and debauchery. Instead, it adds a bit of elegance and laziness, like a Persian cat lying in the sun and blinking. He told him that he was so upset that he wanted to reach out and stroke two.

Fang Youran heard the truth and felt very uncomfortable. He silently took away the broken porcelain pieces, wiped the porridge water, helped him to re-fill a bowl, and the language was soft. "Do not think about things at home, you are a senior, or academically important."

Ji Hanyu nodded, and there was no comforting word for Lin Chengze sitting opposite. Just a little bit obsessed with dissipating, it became contempt and anger.

Lin Chengze took the eyelids, regardless of the protagonist attack and the protagonist's embarrassment. While drinking porridge, he spoke slowly. "Help me take a few days off, I have something."

"How come you have something? What have you done? Don't forget to take the college entrance examination next June." Ji Han ran into the sky.

"Say something is something, don't ask so much." Lin Chengze threw away the spoon and wiped his mouth, seeing the phone rang, and then opened the door and opened the door.

Ji Hanzhen went to the window and looked down. When he saw an Audi q7, he couldn't help but sneer: The monk is a monk. The more beautiful he looks, the more he squats. He looks back at Fang Youran who is packing the table. He twists his mind for a moment. Quickly restore balance.

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Zhou Yunqi and Yu Meilian came to the aya branch. The staff had already set up the studio, and the lights and cameras were all in the same place, just waiting to start shooting.

"Mr. Orlando, have you forgotten to give us the script?" Yu Meilian pulled the blond foreigner who was coming and going.

"Oh, my little goblin is finally here, fast, go dress up." Orlando automatically ignored Yu Meilian, full of eyes only the teenager standing in the light.

Your little fairy! Zhou Yunxuan’s heart was dark, but his face was smiling and he went down with his sculpt.

Yu Meilian pulled out the already drunk Orlando, and asked him again. "Mr. Orlando, you forgot the script, how can we shoot without a script?"

"Ah, I forgot to tell you that there is no script for this advertisement. Just wait for the little goblins to shoot directly." He tilted the orchid finger and licked the hair of the forehead. He saw a tall figure at the door, and he hurriedly greeted him. Go up.

Yu Meilian also turned her head and looked back. The tight heartstrings were now broken. Lying in the trough, the man turned out to be Cao Mokun, Cao Mokun, who claims to eat people without spitting bones, Cao Mokun, a merchant white sea shark, can kill a superb family Cao Mokun with his fingers! What is he doing?

Yes, the Lord has always loved the beauty, and the men and women are all taking it. As long as it is eye-catching, it must be obtained without any means. What if he looks at Lin Chengze?

Yu Meilian turned back and her face was ugly. When the brokers have done more or less pimping activities, they are not willing to do so, but because of the big environment. If you want to be red this year, you must pay a lot of unimaginable price. But Lin Chengze is still an adult and an orphan. She really can't bear it.

Now Yu Meilian has never considered that Cao Mokun will not look down on Lin Chengze. Jokes, based on Lin Chengze’s appearance, people who don’t see him are blind.

Ji Han, who is lying in silence:

Zhou Yunqi did not know that Yu Meilian had fallen into an unprecedented entanglement. He was struggling to pull the zipper of jeans.

“Is it too tight? I have a hard time walking.” He took a deep breath and licked his stomach.

"It's not tight, just right." The stylist's gaze twitched back and forth between the teenager's abdominal muscles, the mermaid line, the hips and the slender legs, and they couldn't pull them out. The voice just fell and sipped.

Zhou Yunqi twitched his mouth and asked, "What about clothes?"

"Without clothes, the upper body is so naked."

"What about the shoes?" Zhou Yunxi shook his bare feet.

"There is no shoes either." The stylist tried to move his eyes away and pushed him out. "Well, time is almost up, it's time to go out. Orlando is stinky, and it will be awkward for a long time."

"Ohmygod! Baby, you are like a quick-melting cheese that is baked hot and covered with frosted sugar. I really want to taste your taste!" Orlando screamed with a coveted look.

All the staff looked at them with a gaze, and there was a sharp, stinging line of sight.

Zhou Yunyi looked at the line of sight and the twilight flashed. Standing next to the director is a very tall man, visually at least 190 cm, a fit and expensive suit wrapped in a strong body, the hair is completely combed to the back of the head, revealing the beauty of the knife, the narrow eyes The creases are slightly quilted, the beautiful thin lips are slightly raised, and the playful expression reveals evil.

Cao Mokun?

From the memory of the original master, the identity of the man was transferred. Zhou Yunqi indifferently took back his sight and looked at Orlando. "How can I shoot? I told you that you have never given her a script."

"Ah, there is no script, we only shoot you, any angle of any action, any expression, and then edit all the most beautiful and **** pictures to compose a most lively advertisement. Baby, you just have to play freely. Go, let's go." Orlando will push the teenager into a studio full of various petals.

Zhou Yunqi looked at the thick petal on his foot, which was quite speechless. The artist is really a profession that sells pure color.

Cao Mokun thought that the young boy would squint his face as usual, but he didn't expect him to just look away in a hurry, as if he didn't know himself.

Want to squat? Cao Mokun thought, taking a cigar from his pocket and cutting it, sipping a sip.

Zhou Yunyi walked a few laps on the petals and waved at Orlando. "Can you give me a bottle of red wine? I want to borrow alcohol to find some feeling."

"Beauty, red wine, flowers, perfume... this combination is great!" Orlando clapped his hands, his face was intoxicated, and his assistant quickly took a bottle of red wine.

Zhou Yunqi poured a big mouth on his head and felt that he was not enough and poured a few mouthfuls. The bright red liquid slipped down his delicate chin to the slender neck, then the **** clavicle, lying flat and white chest... He put down the bottle, The cheeks are flushed, the peach blossoms are sparkling, and the drunkenness is extremely impressive.

The sound of the swallowing mouth was heard in the studio.

Orlando took the bottle and waved. "Is it feeling? If you find it, start shooting." When I turned my back, I pointed indirectly to the bottle.

Cao Mokun saw this scene screaming and his face was a bit ugly.

His assistant coughed and coughed, reminding, "Boss, you still have to find a position to sit down and see, now everyone pays attention to Lin Chengze." Otherwise, if you return to God, you should be ugly!

In the last sentence, he did not dare to say that he only stared at the high rise of the boss.

Cao Mokun didn't feel embarrassed at all. Shi Shiran went to the director and asked for a soft chair to sit down. The sharp sight was firmly locked on the boy.

Zhou Yunyi was already a little drunk, and the sly sly smiled at the camera, then lay in the petals and yawned lazily. He has a good wine and he is sleepy when he gets drunk.

It seems that the body is a little cold. He puts the petals on his chest. He wants to close his eyes and realize that he is taking an advertisement, and he is barely open. He leans over his body and faces the camera. He is ignorant and smoky. The eyes are intoxicating.

"Well, these two smiles are great, you can't cut them!" Orlando's excited face was red.