Keeping A Loyal Dog Is Not As Good As A Loyal Dragon

As soon as Li Zhiqing leaned against You Chuan's chest, his body froze, he huddled in his arms and didn't dare to move for a while.

Feng Liangqiu looked at You Chuan with admiration, and then blinked at the two of them inexplicably: "There is a cartoon called "Beauty and the Beast".

Li Zhiqing withdrew from You Chuan's arms, turned around and rolled his unfriendly eyes at Feng Liangqiu.

"Well, you look like a little bird like a man, and you have to be a little bit of a beast." Feng Liangqiu felt that he must be crazy. Just now he thought Li Zhiqing's makeup was scary, but when he rolled his eyes, he turned a little cute, "OK That's enough, don't show that your eyes are big, hurry up and remove this layer on your face, so that you don't get acne from clogging your pores for so long."

"We young people have fast blood circulation, and we never worry about getting acne." Li Zhiqing snorted, turned around and walked to the dressing room.

Feng Liangqiu looked at You Chuan: "I saw that you are not small, and you look taller with Xiao Lili. How old are you this year, buddy? How do you usually exercise?"

Hearing this, Li Zhiqing turned and turned back, stretched out his hand to grab You Chuan's wrist, and took him away while answering for him: "It's not very big, it's only tens of thousands of times bigger than you, and I usually go to the sky occasionally , I didn’t exercise much deliberately, the main reason is that I have good genes, so I don’t grow crooked even if I want to be disabled the day after tomorrow.”

Feng Liangqiu stared at Li Zhiqing dragging the man away. After a long time, he was happy. He put his hips on his hips and shook his head: "It's not plausible to talk nonsense."

"Feng Liangqiu is almost as good as Tang Shunshi, you don't need to pay attention to him." Li Zhiqing entered the dressing room and found a chair for You Chuan to sit on.

You Chuan nodded first, and then asked, "Who?"

"What?" Li Zhiqing was puzzled.

"The two people you just mentioned." You Chuan added.

Li Zhiqing: "..."

It seems that he doesn't need to ask this sentence at all, You Chuan has never paid attention to people and things that he is not interested in.

But it's just that You Chuan doesn't remember Feng Liangqiu's name. He has been in the bookstore for so long, and now he doesn't even have the memory of Tang Shunshi's name.

"Don't you remember Tang Shunshi?" Li Zhiqing reminded him, "The owner of the bookstore, the one who ate with us every day before coming here."

Only then did You Chuan nod his head, and said clearly, "That fat Taoist priest."

Li Zhiqing squeezed the corners of his mouth hard to hold back the laughter.

This description really hits the nail on the head, and he must send a message to Tang Shunshi to stimulate him when he returns to the tent later.

"It's okay if you can't remember the name, as long as you know there is him." Li Zhiqing was about to go to the dressing table, but suddenly thought of something, and looked back at him, "Do you still remember my name?"

If You Chuan's expression can be as rich and changeable as that of ordinary people, then a line of big characters will definitely roll across his face at this time: Do I need to ask this question again?

"Li Zhiqing." You Chuan replied without hesitation.

Li Zhiqing was flattered immediately, covered his chest exaggeratedly, and grinned: "Hey, it seems that I have more face than Tang Shunshi."

Then he would go to Tang Shunshi to make fun of him.

Li Zhiqing sat down in front of the dressing table happily. The makeup artist who put on his makeup yesterday put the back of the chair down and told him to lie down. While removing his makeup, he said helplessly: "When other actors wear their makeup, they want to finish it off with a punch. I just rushed back and tore off my face, you are fine, if you go out and come in, you will go in, I thought you were going to sleep with makeup on for another night."

"After all, I've never been so ugly before. I have to take this opportunity to experience more." Li Zhiqing joked seriously.

"It's time to feel cold after the experience, the whole production crew was chased away by you." Cosmetics laughed at him.

"Who said it was the whole crew?" Li Zhiqing squinted his eyes and glanced at You Chuan, "He didn't run away."

The makeup artist also took a look at You Chuan: "Then you must not fire your assistant, you are definitely a true fan."

"I dare not fire him." Li Zhiqing looked at You Chuan and smiled softly.

Seeing him smiling, You Chuan raised the corners of his lips and smiled at him.

"It's 'Brother Jingdu Niubi' after all, such a troublesome imitation makeup didn't make you white." The makeup artist removed the prosthesis on his ear and said with emotion, "The acting was really good just now, Xiao Jiang's nose was so snot cried out."

"Teacher, please don't slander me! How can I be so exaggerated!" The little assistant who was called Xiao Jiang was secretly looking at Li Zhiqing with other makeup artists and whispering privately. It's just pitiful, I'm going to die and I still miss my wife."

"What he asked Orion to hand over must be a letter of divorce. He wants his wife to remarry and live a better life in the future."

"I think so too. It's a pity that the script didn't explain the situation in Zhong Kuang's family clearly, otherwise it would definitely be more touching."

Li Zhiqing smiled, closed his eyes and said: "After all, it is "Record of the Emperor". The central plot is the battle in the court and the replacement of the throne. Zhong Kuang's pursuit is also to point out the fourth prince's road to becoming king, and it is described in detail. It's too trivial for the subject."

"But it's still a pity." Someone sighed, "It would be great if Zhong Kuang could escape back to the village and see his wife from afar before he dies."

Li Zhiqing didn't say anything this time, in fact the person Zhong Kuang wanted to see had died long ago, but Zhong Kuang didn't know about it, he was afraid that if he said this, the little girls would feel bad again.

Li Zhiqing let the makeup artist lift his chin up and away, and the eight-hour makeup was removed in less than 10 minutes.

"Is this the so-called 'The Great Wall is hard to build and easy to tear down'?" After removing his makeup, Li Zhiqing felt that his face was much cooler, and he was about to get up when he opened his eyes.

The make-up artist hurriedly held him down: "Don't move, I'll put on a mask for you."

"Apply a mask? No need." Li Zhiqing got up faster, "I just put a layer on my face yesterday, why is it still sticky?"

"Applying, that's called applying!" The make-up artist laughed angrily, "Your pores are all open now, if you don't apply a mask, your complexion must be...poor."

In the middle of the conversation, he couldn't continue talking. It may be that the contrast between the original skin color and the makeup is too obvious. Li Zhiqing's skin is so tender that it looks like it is about to be squeezed out. There is still a healthy light pink in the white, so don't post it to see You can't see the tiny pores on his face at all, the skin is better than the little girls in the studio who take care of it every day when they have free time, and it is stronger than the old man who is over [-] years old like him.

Humans are more popular than angry people, what makes you work hard the day after tomorrow is stupid, and the genetics given by your parents are better than anything else, I really want to see what Li Zhiqing's family looks like.

"I'm so handsome." Li Zhiqing, who was missed by everyone in his family, looked at himself in the mirror with satisfaction, and was very moved, "Only after being ugly can you truly understand the value of this face."

"You should cherish it. You'd better be grateful when you apply lotion." The makeup artist took out a cotton pad and wanted to pass it to him.

"Is lotion the skin care product you mentioned? Then I'll apply it today too." Li Zhiqing said as he went to press a lotion bottle at the corner of the dressing table.

When others around him stopped him, he almost screamed: "That's hand cream!!!"

fuck it.

The makeup artist threw the cotton pad into the wastebasket dumbfounded. He no longer wanted to care about this guy who usually didn't even use lotion.

"How do I know if it's hand cream? Isn't it 'milk' on the label on the outside of the bottle?" When Li Zhiqing left, he could still hear the suppressed laughter of everyone in the dressing room. He touched his face and looked at You Chuan, "I don't think the lotion they said has any effect. It doesn't make any difference if you apply it or not. What do you think?"

You Chuan looked at his facial features carefully and shook his head.

Indeed there is no difference.

"That is to say, they still made fun of me." With You Chuan's affirmation, Li Zhiqing spoke with more confidence, and puffed his cheeks in disbelief.

You Chuan smiled. He was walking behind Li Zhiqing's right shoulder, and he could see Li Zhiqing's purposely puffed puffer face when he turned his head slightly.

Li Zhiqing's hair was also cleaned and tied low behind his head, the broken hair on his forehead couldn't be tucked away, so it could only lie softly on both sides of his cheeks.

The black hair and white tender face can be framed and hung up after being frozen.

When Li Zhiqing withdrew his cheeks, he blew on the hair that was about to slide in front of his eyes. Just as he blew that lock of hair away from his eyebrows, You Chuan seemed to laugh softly behind him.

Before he could look back, the top of his head was patted by the opponent.

The strength was just right, it wouldn't lower his head, but when he put his hand up, it seemed to touch Li Zhiqing's heart, and his chest felt numb all of a sudden.

Li Zhiqing was stunned before turning around.

Before you put down your hands, You Chuan looked down at him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and half a new sun hanging on the branches in the forest filled his eyes, which were warmed by the sun.

Four big words flashed across Li Zhiqing's mind: No!marry!what!tease!

Still red and bold.

He wanted to laugh a little bit, but also wanted to scold people a little bit.

Li Zhiqing basically spent his adolescence in the military area. It may be because he rarely had the opportunity to contact the opposite sex, and his body has been weak for a long time. Between the two sexes, he is more inclined to appreciate the strong physique unique to men.

But this kind of feeling has always been only at the level of appreciation. Now when You Chuan comes out, the feeling in Li Zhiqing's heart goes in an indescribable direction.

Feel your conscience and don't speak hypocrisy. There is no one in this world who is not a visual animal.

Suddenly, a person with an outstanding image appears and follows you around every day. He is quiet when he should be quiet, and considerate when he should be considerate. He paid attention to the same.

Who can stand this shit!Who can stand it!

Li Zhiqing suddenly wanted to flip the table, why is You Chuan an old god who doesn't talk about emotions and desires!Being a second fool by the side of the road is better than being an old fairy who only knows how to like ordinary people!

You Chuan didn't know why Li Zhiqing's eyes suddenly lit up with anger, he put away his smile and withdrew his hands, thinking of the reason why Li Zhiqing's face just puffed up just now, he said smoothly: "No one is laughing at you."

The strings in Li Zhiqing's mind almost collapsed.

"Ah, let's see who's back, isn't this my male god!" Li Zhiqing was depressed, Feng Liangqiu went to the dressing room and walked around to him with a playful smile, and directly pointed at the muzzle of the gun, "I didn't see you yesterday, I I thought you didn't even make a scene, so come and let me hug you, you miss me so much!"

Li Zhiqing flicked his neck: "Ugly refuse! Don't hug!"

After finishing speaking, he quickly returned to his tent, took out his mobile phone, took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, and finally sent a message to Tang Shunshi: [I have decided that from today onwards, I will treat You Chuan as love Looking at it from my old father, please organize to supervise me! ]

Tang Shunshi had just dragged a recliner to the door of the bookstore to bask in the sun, and almost broke his waist when he saw the news.

He sent back a string of ellipses to Li Zhiqing, feeling a pain in his heart.

Organizations may be dead starting today.