Seeing the photos hidden in a pile of secret shots, Li Zhiqing's first reaction was not ashamed.
He only feels pain, it hurts just by looking at it.
The person in the photo is lying flat on the bed, the sheets under him are crumpled, and there are even obvious folds that have been torn and grasped by hands.
Leaning his head to one side, the line of his neck was completely exposed, connecting his shoulders and collarbone gradually, until he merged with the muscular edge of his chest.
The red tide after physical excitement has not faded, although only the lower part of the shoulder is photographed, but it can already be seen how shocking the marks on the body are.
Without enlarging the details of the photo, Li Zhiqing can see a clear tooth print embedded in the left shoulder and neck, mixed with the messy hair, revealing the messy meaning of torment.
That is terrible in an absolute sense.
Li Zhiqing only glanced at one and didn't have the courage to continue turning it back. For the first time, he had such a strong urge to smash the phone out.
"...Why do you take so many photos?" Li Zhiqing returned to the small list of pictures and asked him dumbfoundedly.
Affected by the photo, he couldn't help but think of the tossing the night before, and he could feel the continuous soaring hotness of the ear roots without raising his hand to touch.
Originally, You Chuan was worried about Li Zhiqing's anger, and at the same time he was a little bit reluctant to bear the collection in his mobile phone, but now he is completely guilty.
His temperament is like this. Only when facing Li Zhiqing, he will have humanized emotions similar to "entanglement" and "uneasy", but he never entangled for too long, and will often end up with regression.
You Chuan's idea went straight forward, very simple.
If Li Zhiqing gets angry, he will admit his mistake and coax him. Anyway, the hidden things have been seen by the other party. No matter how guilty he is, it is useless. It is better to admit it generously and remedy it in time.
"I'm sorry." You Chuan apologized, and when he finished speaking, he released the fingers that encircled Li Zhiqing and directly handed over the power of life and death of the mobile phone. His attitude was more serious and correct than that of the pupils who had just left the kindergarten.
How could Li Zhiqing get angry because of such a trivial matter, go back to the top of the album and start selecting and deleting photos, clearing his throat and teasing him: "I didn't expect you to have such a bad taste."
You Chuan hasn’t seen words like "evil taste" on Weibo, and still don’t understand what it means, but he didn’t ask or refute, he just watched quietly as he moved his fingertips on the phone screen. Poke point.
Li Zhiqing hadn't heard him speak for ten years after deleting, and couldn't help but raise his eyes and look over.
You Chuan seemed to sense it in an instant, and looked up in the next second.
Li Zhiqing suddenly smiled: "Why don't you speak?"
You Chuan's eyes flashed, and he reached out and grabbed the fingertips of his other hand, still silent.
"I'm not angry," Li Zhiqing curled his eyes, rubbed his thumb twice on his tiger's mouth, and lowered his head again. "Although the time we spend together is not long, it is not short. You stay with me all day long. Not sure about my temper?"
You Chuan looked at him, and after a while, he whispered back: "I know."
Li Zhiqing’s temper is really much milder than ordinary people. His family background and personal conditions are of an indescribable level even if placed outside of China. What’s even more rare is that he was not raised like some of his ancestors. To raise the bias, the family education accomplishment just wants to be integrated into the bones and blood.
Coupled with the many changes he encountered when he was young, he knows how difficult it is for people to live, which leads to Li Zhiqing’s mentality sometimes like an old man who has gone through a thousand sails. The degree of tolerance will not be higher.
He has only realized the character that others have been grind for most of his life in more than ten years.
When You Chuan was working with Li Zhiqing more than once, he saw his gentle and indifferent expression, and every time he couldn't help but feel pain in his heart.
He would rather Li Zhiqing not hide his claws so deeply.
"Knowing it is so honest." Li Zhiqing shook his head helplessly.
Some people do regard special recordings as fun, but it depends too much on their personality and reliability. If they don't pay attention, they will get rid of it, and it will gradually become a thundering spot.
However, based on Li Zhiqing's understanding of You Chuan, the original intention of the other party for taking pictures is estimated to be no different from the usual sneak shots of his daily state. If he asks carefully, he will definitely give him an old answer that does not change.
——I think it looks good.
The key for Li Zhiqing not to impress others with femininity lies in his vigorous and calm expression, without being affected by his appearance and showing weakness.
Once such a person exposes the soft flesh in the hard shell, the attraction to the outside world can be described as fatal.
At that time, You Chuan was hooked so badly by the appearance that he couldn't resist lying in bed. When he cleaned up the marks on his body, his heart was hot. In the end, he really couldn't hold it back, so he used other methods to freeze the appearance.
Li Zhiqing deleted the photos, paused hesitantly with his fingertips, feeling the body temperature of You Chuan covering the back of his hand, took a deep breath, and left one for him.
At this moment, You Chuan felt so distressed that Li Zhiqing had such a sexual feeling. Seeing him, Li Zhiqing didn't say a word, thinking that he was still stuck in "I'm sorry" and didn't come out, and shook his hand back.
When You Chuan looked up, Li Zhiqing smiled and said, "If you are really sorry, let me take it back."
"it is good."
"That's what you said, don't put me down again."
"it is good."
Li Zhiqing was amused by his straightforward answers. Just as he was about to discuss conditions with him while the iron was still hot, he heard a rush of nails at the end of the aisle.
He followed the sound and saw that the person who came was a staff member who was traveling with Wu Zhengyan, who just put his high heels out of the power of running shoes, and went straight to him with something in his hand.
"Mr. Li!" The other party started calling him before he even reached the place, "Could it take a few minutes of your time?"
She ran fast, and Li Zhiqing was scared for her when she saw the pair of stiletto heels from a distance. He put down the phone and stood up, for fear that the other party's feet would slip later: "Don't worry, don't worry... Come slowly."
He didn't understand the women's ability to control high-heeled shoes in the workplace. When the man steadily made a sudden stop at the entrance of the cubicle, Li Zhiqing secretly said "My God" and even wanted to applaud the other person.
"Sorry, excuse me." The man bowed slightly to him and handed out a few things in his hand. "May I trouble you to sign a few names here?"
Li Zhiqing withdrew his attention from her heels: "...Of course."
The other party brought things like a small notepad, wallet and card holder, obviously not alone.
When Li Zhiqing was signing his signature, he cast a glance at the end of the glass partition wall. Sure enough, he saw the other people looking at this place eagerly, and saw him looking back and raising his hand and waving at him.
Li Zhiqing smiled at them, and then realized that Wu Zhengyan was missing from the filming team. He casually asked, "Your work mission is over?"
"How can it be, I just finished filming the dining area, and I have to change another place to shoot a few more groups." The other party pointed the camera of his phone at Li Zhiqing, and his eyes were still looking at the corner of the lounge while shooting the small video. .
"What's the matter?" Li Zhiqing noticed the other person's eyes when he handed the things back to her, and then followed her gaze and looked back.
"...We only take a five-minute break. I'm afraid of delaying work time." The man accepted the signature and thanked him with a smile. "Come on for the premiere ceremony. If time permits, I will definitely watch the live broadcast tomorrow."
Li Zhiqing heard that she didn't tell the truth, but only smiled and said thank you.
As soon as the opponent's front foot returned to the team in the studio, before he could distribute the signatures back to everyone's hands, Wu Zhengyan walked out of the bathroom with his back feet.
Li Zhiqing hadn't even sat down yet, and happened to meet his eyes directly.
Wu Zhengyan nodded at him with a smile from a distance, and looked away without exception.
Li Zhiqing suddenly chuckled, it seems that this person is endless.
Normal people have similar mental behavior patterns. They say bad things about someone behind their backs, or do something against someone. When the other person is present, they will inevitably take the lead in capturing him subconsciously.
Just like Wu Zhengyan just now.
After cleaning up more than 10,000 photos in Youchuan's phone, Li Zhiqing called the service staff and said, "Do you have any reading materials for fairy tales and fables in your bookstore?"
The books and newspapers in the reading area of the lounge are for reading only, but an additional bookstore has been opened at the airport, which stores most of the books on the shelves in the reading area. If passengers really like a book, they can give it away for free.
"Yes, but children's books are not comprehensive. Does Mr. Li need a detailed list of books?"
"No," Li Zhiqing said with a smile, "please help me see if there is any book "The Legacy of Rich Merchant Anthony"."
The person should come down, take the book within five minutes after leaving, and hand it to Li Zhiqing together with the paper bag.
Li Zhiqing opened the plastic envelope and smiled at You Chuan: "The last time I read this book was when I was five years old, I couldn't even recognize the words. I just read it the first time, and I even looked at the illustrations and made up a new story. ."
Today's storybooks carry a lot of weight, and the binding is much more refined than the previous editions.
You Chuan took the torn plastic film from his hand and threw it into the small paper basket on the low table: "What story?"
"The background of the story is a virtual Western country. The rich man Anthony had two friends of life and death before his fortune. When his friends were dying, they hoped that he would take good care of his son in the future. Later, Anthony fell seriously ill and died soon afterwards. The sons of the two friends called to the bed, indicating that they intend to let one of them inherit all of their inheritance, but the key to obtaining the inheritance needs to be searched for by themselves, and the period is limited to six months." Li Zhiqing spoke quickly and slowly. .
You Chuan kept looking at him intently, and he didn't know whether he was listening carefully to the story told by Li Zhiqing, or just focusing his attention on the person who was telling the story.
"One of these two sons is called Adrian and the other is Aldrich. Aldrich has become a young businessman in another city three years ago, and even married the daughter of a famous judge. He was originally There is no need for Anthony's legacy. The reason for returning to his homeland is to accompany Anthony through the last days and repay him for his many years of nurturing."
"And after his father passed away, Adrian was slack, profligate, debt-laden, and desperately in need of this inheritance. He regarded Aldrich as his number one enemy, and even used the gangsters of the bottom society to trap him over and over again. At first Aldrich still remembered their childhood love and tolerance, but the bottom line was repeatedly offended, and of course he couldn't bear it in the end. You can imagine what the ending of the story will be." At this point, Li Zhiqing has rushed. Turning over the story book to the end, he closed the pages and looked up at You Chuan, "I still remember that the last page of that version still had an elf painted on it. He wielded a magic wand to point out a sentence and told the children Let money and power blind one's eyes."
You Chuan was stunned when he heard this, and his eyes, which had never been turbulent, were rarely puzzled.
"Didn't understand?" Li Zhiqing was also stunned.
You Chuan's ability to understand modern languages is much better than at the beginning. Li Zhiqing didn't deliberately slow down his speech when he was just telling the story. He didn't expect the other party to be able to listen in a daze.
"Do you think the names of people are strange?" Li Zhiqing guessed, "Anthony, Adrian, etc. are names of Western countries, just like Zhang San Li Si on our side, they have no special meaning."
You Chuan shook his head when he heard the words, and then laughed: "I thought you were going to tell me your new story."
"It's been so long, and I have forgotten about the specific content a long time ago." Li Zhiqing couldn't help but laugh: "And I was only five years old at that time. Any complete story I can make up is intermittent and coherent. Neither sex nor logic is as good as the storybook."
You Chuan didn't care whether it was the printed version of the book or the version made up by a five-year-old kid himself. His curiosity only focused on things related to Li Zhiqing, and had nothing to do with the story itself.
The boarding announcement in the lounge sounded for the last time, and the service staff came to the cubicle again, waiting for them to pack their luggage and prepare to lead the two to the corresponding boarding gate.
When leaving the rest area, Li Zhiqing motioned to the other party to wait a while, and took the book to find Wu Zhengyan and the others to say hello.
Wu Zhengyan changed into another formal suit. He had just finished a series of sculpts facing the camera. Seeing Li Zhiqing coming over, he quickly spread a smile: "Boarding time is up?"
Li Zhiqing smiled and nodded.
Before he walked to the place to stand on his heels, he listened to Wu Zhengyan again: "You are too jealous. We think that sitting in this lounge can only rely on work benefits. You are a real passenger."
He uttered the words in a joking tone, and his smile on his face remained undiminished. It seemed that he was just joking casually to Li Zhiqing.
The person who arranged Wu Zhengyan's collar stopped his movements, and did not put his hand on Wu Zhengyan's neck.
No matter what reason Li Zhiqing can appear here, they can't mention it randomly.
After working for so many years, I have cooperated with all kinds of celebrities. They have already stepped into the entertainment circle with one foot. I have never seen the cynicism between celebrities. On the Internet, there are always people with each other. Maybe the reality is that they don’t even give each other a straight eye, and the gossip they hide in their stomachs may be more exciting than some paparazzi.
It’s just that some work contracts have a non-disclosure agreement. Even if you hear something you shouldn’t listen to, you can’t say anything about it. If the wind is exposed and the individual smashes the job for the rest of his life, the reputation of the entire team will deteriorate.
Before I changed it, I was treated as deaf and blind when encountering this kind of thing.
But now I have a little bit more fan girl BUFF, she really wants to tie Wu Zhengyan's tie to the base of her neck.
Li Zhiqing smiled unchangingly and said: "What's so jealous about spending money? Flying all over the country on this flight for free? This kind of job benefits is enviable."
When the others heard this, they couldn't help but glance at Wu Zhengyan.
Wu Zhengyan’s team signed a contract with their studio from the time they planned to take the job, for fear that they would be busy with other tasks when it was time to make arrangements.
People like Wu Zhengyan couldn't understand how long Wu Zhengyan fought to win the airline's propaganda cooperation.
And for the post-event drafting, only Wu Zhengyan can enjoy the quality service of first-class treatment during the work period, and even the boss of their studio can only shrink his legs in the economy class.
If Li Zhiqing and Wu Zhengyan have the most secret secrets, it must be the latter.
Wu Zhengyan might not have expected that Li Zhiqing could suddenly throw such a burden on him, and flew to his eyes by surprise, making his alveolar stiff after receiving him.
"Then Angkor, I will be out of company first." Li Zhiqing smiled and handed out the storybook, "This is a book I have always liked, and I will give you to pass the time. Work is hard enough, and then look at the phone. His eyes are more tired, and it’s good to flip through a book during a break."
Wu Zhengyan hasn't read this book, and then glanced at the name: ""The Legacy of Rich Merchant Anthony"?"
Li Zhiqing looked at him with a smile.
"Xiao Li, how old are you this year?" Wu Zhengyan really wanted to laugh this time. He looked helpless and laughed in his heart. "A fairy tale with a child to read when you come out to work?"
"Hey, I seem to have read this book when I was young." The makeup artist next to him saw the title of the book and said, "Did the two people compete for inheritance?"
Li Zhiqing curled his eyes to look at her: "Yes."
"I've seen it!" The makeup artist immediately fell into the surprise of reading a book with the male god, and said jokingly, "This may be the first'face-slashing novel' I have ever read."
"Slap on the face" is a bit exaggerated, but after pondering, it does have a little meaning.
As long as the object is idol, even if it is awkward, it is willing to talk.
The makeup artist wanted to say something to Li Zhiqing, but the service staff in the lounge had already stepped forward to remind the time issue and had to give up.
When Li Zhiqing left, some people were curious about the word "face-slap" and asked what the story was about while packing up the things in their hands, slowly talking and laughing.
They sat at the end of the long table, their voices were not loud, Wu Zhengyan sat on the chair alone after finishing his makeup, not paying attention to what they said, only to hear the "face-slap" clearly.
He watched Li Zhiqing's figure disappear from the exit of the lounge. He suddenly closed his eyelids, took out his phone and tapped a few times, and read the accurate reply from the opposite side several times. Only then did he try to restrain his strength and directly put the book. Throw it into the glove box under the table.