Being His Little Fox

"Hiss..." The director looked awkward: "This model has been taken many times, and many models have been changed for this theme. This is considered good."

Song Yi frowned, stood up, and handed the coffee to Tang Si.

He looked at the photo for a long time: "They have a little understanding of that kind, their posture is stiff, and there is no show in their eyes."

"But this..." The director was embarrassed: "I really can't find a good one."

At this moment, Tang Si, sitting where Song Yi had just sat, dangling, holding the coffee that Song Yi had just drunk, drinking lazily. He didn't know when he caught an unlit cigarette in his other hand.

Erlang is lazy with his legs up,

The slender hand took another sip of the coffee, and suddenly saw Song Yi look at him, holding the coffee in his big hand, with a smile on his face, vigorous and righteous, and ill-tempered.

With his smile, Peach Blossom Eyes became a little springy, a little smile, and his eyes were very seductive. He slowly said: "It's delicious."

"……"by.

Song Yi watched.

She knew a little bit how she looked at herself and no one could understand it.

Tang Si's aesthetics is too high for her. How many men like Tang Si in this world?

Where is he like a policeman?

When it's like a gangster.

"Mr. Song." The director pointed to Tang Si, "I think Assistant Tang will do."

Song Yi followed Tang Si again.

Let him undress in front of everyone and take that explicit picture?

... She didn't want to.

"No," Song Yi: "He is more conservative."

Tang Si stood up suddenly, put the cigarette on his hand behind his ear, tilted his head and smiled, looking at Song Yi with a soft voice: "I think I can."

Such a good opportunity to seduce people, can this be let go? I can't let it go so sure.

Song Yi:? ? ?

"Didn't you say you want me to change career?" Tang Si raised his eyebrows and looked at her, and adjusted his cuffs slightly. The peach blossom eyes behind the lenses had a deeper smile, and even the end of his eyes seemed to have a faint blush.

Give him a bit of lust.

Gold-rimmed glasses, black clothes, gentle abstinence, but behind the ear, put a cigarette off.

The enchanting evildoer with a fascinating smile, stubbornly hooked on that gentle and righteous temperament.

The director froze for two seconds.

"Song, President Song..."

"I really think he can."

Such men are stunning in the entertainment industry.

Can he... talk about it and sign the highest level contract!

This is definitely a walking cash cow.

Song Yi's lips moved, and he couldn't find a word to refute. The man used her words to suppress her.

...

Tang Si finally followed in to change clothes.

Song Yi sat outside and waited, waiting from the left to the right, and then to the changing room, the man couldn't come out.

She raised her hand and looked at the watch on her wrist. It was half an hour.

Is he in the locker room?

I couldn't bear it, got up and walked to the changing room.

"Koukoukou—" Song Yi knocked on the door.

"Are you alright?"

Tang Si: "Not so good."

"what happened?"

Tang Si: "I can't wear it."

The corners of Song Yi's lips twitched slightly: "???"

What is it, can't wear it?

Seeing that there was no answer for a long time outside, the man inside said again: "Really not."

"I haven't seen this style of clothes."

Song Yi thought for a while. It was indeed the case. The clothes in the entertainment industry were strange, and sometimes she couldn't understand how to wear them.

Song Yi: "Then I will call someone to teach you."

After speaking, turn around and leave.

With a "click", the door of the changing room was opened by the man.

The next second, a hand pulled her in.

The space inside was small, Song Yi leaned against the wall, and the man pressed one hand against the wall near her ear.

The breath of male hormones wrapped her whole body tightly. Song Yi closed her eyes tightly, her delicate skin was stained with blush, and she shrank her shoulders: "What are you doing?"

"Don't do anything." In his ear, his voice was deep: "Open your eyes and see, I really don't know how to do it."

Song Yi's eyelashes trembled and did not open.

"Look at it." Tang Si said again, "It's best to finish it quickly."

"Otherwise, for a while, others should suspect what we two did in there." His tone of breath was very low, and in a cramped environment, he looked particularly ambiguous.

Indeed, staying is not a solution.

Besides, I haven't seen it before.

What is she trying to do?

After exhaling, she was ready to see the man with his upper body naked when she opened her eyes.

What catches the eye is his neat appearance.

This... how does this dress?

Song Yi curled his lips slightly, suddenly feeling a little disappointed.

The man's lips were stained with a smile, and his fingertips gently tucked her hair: "I have been waiting for you inside for a long time."

"Just thinking about when you can come."

The whole face of Song Yi's ears was itchy, and his whole body was like electricity.

In addition, when the man spoke, the warm breath slapped her ambiguously.

Her entire face was dyed red, and the atmosphere warmed up a little bit.

Song Yi took a deep breath: "What are you doing?"

"I'm really not doing it." Tang Si lowered his eyebrows lightly, a little farther away from Song Yi, raised his eyes, staring at her with scorching eyes, deep and thick: "Yes, I want to be alone with you for a while."

"Just... seize an opportunity." Tang Si: "Feel the moment when your breath belongs to me alone."

What this said, it sank low and slowly, and became a little heavy inexplicably.

Tang Si looked at her seriously: "I haven't been alone with you for a long time."

Puff, puff--

Song Yi's heart beats faster, and certain emotions in his heart and mind began to spread densely.

He looked pitiful and lonely, and the atmosphere was heavy and sad.

Song Yi's eyelashes trembled lightly: "What was it in the car just now?"

"Can you still see ghosts in the car?"

Tang Si: "..."

Good atmosphere, a word is gone.

"What about the clothes?" Song Yi: "Take them out and put them on."

Tang Si pointed to the clothes on the hanger behind Song Yi.

Song Yi looked at it, a white one with colorful strips on it, not sure which one to wrap around.

"It's really ugly, this dress." Tang Si said with a look of disgust.

"..." Song Yi licked his lips.

"I really didn't see anything good."

"That..." Tang Si wanted to leave.

Being dragged by Song Yi, she smiled: "Assistant Tang, dress me up."

She still wants to see what he looks like in this rag.

Tang Si raised his eyes and looked at her for a long while.

He suddenly sat down on the small stool in the changing room.

"I really don't." He looked light and earnest, looking up at her with affectionate eyebrows, indescribably deep, and his posture was full of slaughter: "You come?"

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