Lu Yilan chuckled, then silently sent the hot search screenshot to Xu Feiyu.
[Yu jiv]: if you want to earn fame, you have to go far.
[Yu jiv]: now you have a high degree of topic. It's nothing to stir fry. When the media asks you, you just say that it's just a whim and you can shoot it at will.
Xu Feiyu
Lu Yilan thinks that Xu Feiyu's complaint should be due to the fact that the photo hasn't been taken for so long. She pauses and sends a message.
Yu jiv: if you can't do it well, forget it.
Seeing this sentence, Xu Feiyu felt a little less angry, but when he saw the next sentence -
[Yu jiv]: I'll go and take a picture for you tomorrow.
Xu Feiyu:!
Wait.
She came to take pictures?
Shame play?
Play in the morning?
His clothes were half untied, his eyes were hazy, and he was a little lazy. He seemed to blush for a moment.
Although she resisted, Xu Feiyu told herself that she had to let her agent take a look at some things. Maybe as soon as she saw them, she would bow down to him in his suit, bah, jeans.
So -
[Xu Feiyu v]: OK, wait for you to come here 0-0.
This matter is almost over here. After Lu Yilan yawned, he began to contact the person in charge of the program and observe the rise and fall of microblog popularity.
The day passed quickly.
In the evening, Lu Yilan in the restaurant while eating brush hot search, she was surprised to find that Xu Feiyu national Xiaoshou this title has soared to the eighth.
It seems that Xu Feiyu's former "National School grass" was slightly cold, but now he is forced to do so with a cold and wanton face. This contrast is even more convincing.
Satisfied with turning off the micro blog, Lu Yilan thinks that after another wave of beautiful photos tomorrow, and the popularity is up, Xu Feiyu should be able to get out of this embarrassing situation.
Well, get rid of embarrassment, cultivate him, and then eat him slowly.
Perfect!
The next morning, perhaps because Xu Feiyu knew Lu Yilan was coming, he got up early.
Lu Yilan opened the door and saw Xu Feiyu sitting on the sofa with a clear face.
Lu Yilan
Yes, to get up, he got up! And a little lazy feeling is gone!
"Ji Ji, you're here!"
Xu Feiyu stood up, "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
"Why do you get up so early?" Lu Yilan put down the bag in his hand and said, "I want you to wake up, just like you are sleepy..."
Xu Feiyu didn't expect that there were so many twists and turns in it. He said, "what should I do now? Or -- "he looked at his bedroom." you wait for me for two hours, and I'll see if I can sleep. "
Lu Yilan
"Forget it."
She can think of other ways.
After a little turn in the villa, Lu Yilan soon found a cloakroom. She pushed it aside and saw the big mirror. She had a flash of inspiration.
"Feiyu, come here."
"What's the matter?" Xu Feiyu walked to the cloakroom in slippers and said, "why do you look at this?"
"You, take off your clothes."
“!”
A man heard Lu Yilan so direct, so bold words, directly jumped back two steps, "what do you want?"
Lu Yilan
"No, just take a picture of wearing a shirt."
Of course, this shirt should be a little fastidious.
Not too exposed, not too covered.