Nine thousand years old

Chapter 34

The bright red rose quietly bloomed in the glass bottle. Ming Li sat on the floor with a serious expression and stared at it for more than ten minutes.

Wuchang stood at the window, finally showing a crack in his icy expression.

"grown ups?"

Ming Li still stared at Rose, but finally answered Wuchang: "Keep an eye on that butterfly demon, don't startle the snake."

The silver-white iron lotus on his body made rustling noises, and Wuchang's expression eased: "My lord suspects that someone is behind him."

Mingli looked at Wuchang in a blink of an eye, his eyes were cold: "Including that worm... I already have a guess. Recently, I have been paying attention to the movement of lost souls, and I will call ghosts to prevent the loss of souls."

Wuchang didn't answer, took a step back and saluted respectfully.

"Wait." Ming Li's expression was blank for a moment, then he turned his head to Rose's direction, pursed his lips and said, "Get me some Tianhe water."

Wuchang was a little strange, but he still replied obediently: "How much do you want, sir?"

Ming Li looked erratic, and pointed to the bottle containing roses: "That's all."

"Yes."

Wuchang took the lead and left, his figure disappeared in front of the window, Ming Li picked up the flowers, and looked at the outer layer of the roses with some worries.

But with Tianhe water, it can restore its most beautiful appearance.

Lord Yan Jun carefully put the vase on the bookshelf, turned around and took two steps but then turned back, moved the rose to the bedside, and then left the room satisfied.

So Master Yan Jun, who was in a happy mood, put on his exclusive apron while listening to the morning news.

Li Siyuan was still in a daze when he put down the phone.

Lin Meng, just died like this?

After washing his face and brushing his teeth in a daze, Li Siyuan walked out of the room and smelled the familiar rice fragrance, and then he broke free from that sleepwalking state.

Ming Li was standing in front of the dining table, and it looked like he had just finished cooking.

Yesterday's coldness seemed like a big dream. The person in front of him was wearing a beige apron and home clothes, looking extraordinarily warm.

Li Siyuan felt a little sad, and suddenly wanted to go over and hug him.

Ming Li put the dinner plate on the table, looked up and saw the unhappy baby Yuan Yuan.

The soft and cute hair stood up stubbornly, Li Siyuan's eyes were beautiful, and the grievance and sadness on his face seemed to overflow from those eyes, Ming Li's breath stagnated, and then he frowned.

"what happened?"

Li Siyuan sat down at the dining table sleepily: "Officer Gao said that Lin Meng is dead."

Ming Li knew about this, but Lin Meng put him in danger yesterday, why was he so sad?

Ming Li didn't take this matter to heart at first, that woman signed a contract with Yaozu, as long as there is a betrayal, the owner of the contract can easily kill her.

But his intuition told him that now he only needs to comfort this poor boy, so Lord Yan Jun pushed the fragrant and soft white porridge in front of the boy very understandingly.

"eat something."

Ming Li's tone was very soft, but his voice was very deep and clean, like the spring wind, caressing the heart's heart, warm and itchy.

Li Siyuan suddenly felt that it would be nice to have a bowl of porridge without hugging.My mood improved slightly, and my stomach was full.

"Something happened...don't you need to go to the police station?" Li Siyuan put the empty bowl on the table and looked sideways at Mingli.

Ming Li is stingy and protective of food, but every time he faces Li Siyuan, he completely loses the anger of sharing food. Seeing him squinting his eyes after eating, he feels incomparably happy.

"Li Qingshan is back." Mingli said something casually, and after thinking about it, he added: "I mean, Senior Brother Li."

Li Siyuan was surprised: "Li Jian's master?"

"Well, it will be here in the afternoon."

Ming Li felt very happy: "I don't have to go to the police station anymore."

Originally, Ming Li was acting as a substitute, so it would be a good thing for them not to worry about those things anymore, after all, Li Siyuan will be close to Shen Dao's crew soon, and it will always be inconvenient at that time.

Xiaomu was still sleeping in the room, since the last time he pulled Li Siyuan in the old building, Xiaomu slept more and more. Li Siyuan lay at the door, staring at the delicate little crib worriedly.

"It's okay for Xiaomu to sleep like this?"

Ming Li looked at him helplessly and said: "It's okay, the grass and trees are so quiet, he is too young, he has used his strength, it is a good thing to sleep more."

Only then did Li Siyuan feel relieved, put five candies on the small dining table, and quietly closed the door tightly.

After resting for a few days, Zhuang Yu specially notified him that there was an advertisement to be shot today.Ming Li naturally wanted to go out with him, and he didn't forget to bring his camera.

Zhuang Yu was already waiting downstairs. When he went downstairs, Mingli asked Li Siyuan in a puzzled way: "Why do other stars have drivers, and you are the agent to pick them up?"

After staying with Li Siyuan on the set for a long time, plus spending more than a month on Weibo, Ming Li has gradually become familiar with the rules of this circle these days.

Only those starlets with no background beyond the [-]th line would be so shameless, Lord Yan Jun was inexplicably unhappy.

Li Siyuan was arranging his bow tie in the mirror of the elevator, and replied casually: "So there is, but the previous driver had some problems, Brother Zhuang picked me up by himself for safety's sake, and if he doesn't have time, he will ask his assistant to pick me up... that's it. That daughter-in-law asked for leave to go home after giving birth."

Lord Yan Jun felt that this reason was acceptable, seeing that he hadn't tied the tie for a long time, he stretched out his hand to grab the boy's shoulder, and lowered his head to help him straighten the tie.

Li Siyuan raised his head and met a pair of warm eyes unexpectedly.

Mingli's eyelashes are very long, and the corners of his eyes droop slightly, which makes people feel alienated for no reason, but when doing things with such concentration, there is an incomparable charm.

Sometimes Li Siyuan felt that Mingli was like a child, and sometimes he felt that this person was like a high-ranking person.And when he is so serious, whether it is wearing a tie or reading a newspaper, it gives him a strong sense of security.

The heart in his chest was beating wildly again.

Until he got in the car, Li Siyuan's ears were filled with suspicious heat.

Zhuang Yu didn't notice anything unusual about his own artist, but he was still very wary of all his movements. Brother Zhuang, the straight boy, couldn't forget the content of the last conversation between the two of them.

Zhuang Yu glared at a restless person from the rearview mirror, and because Ming Li was present, he asked cryptically, "You said last time that you have someone you like?"

Li Siyuan's heart was full of alarm bells, and he answered vaguely: "Well, you can concentrate on driving."

Zhuang Yu thought about it, and felt that Li Siyuan was probably concerned about Mingli, so he didn't talk nonsense anymore.

Li Siyuan secretly took a look at Mingli, and saw that he was sitting upright looking out the window without changing his eyes, he was disappointed and thankful at the same time.

Lord Yan Jun's ears are very good, so naturally he did not miss these two sentences.

Li Siyuan... has someone you like?

Lord Yan Jun's mood suddenly seemed to be soaked in ice water, and the coldness made him feel a little prickly.The depressed Mingli tried his best to suppress his emotions, but he didn't know where this emotion came from.

All in all, very unhappy.

This time, the gold master's father is a light luxury skin care product. Before joining the group, he filmed a commercial. After Li Siyuan joined the crew, he will announce the endorsement. When Xun Ye starts broadcasting, he will release this commercial together. .

Shooting commercials is much easier than acting. For actors, it is a job to earn extra money. Li Siyuan, who is not short of money, is not so concerned. His work focus will always be on acting.But the staff who followed him had to eat after all, so he could only obey Zhuang Yu's words.

The photography team is adjusting the lighting, what Li Siyuan has to do now is to change clothes and make up.

The theme of the product concept this time is "luxury". The main creators of the product and the publicity department are very optimistic about this series of products, so this group of advertisements has attracted a lot of attention.

Dielle is a relatively well-known light luxury brand in the world. Its affordable price and excellent quality are its signatures, and it is very popular among young people. Although the endorsement in the domestic market will not cause a big sensation, it will also bring great benefits to Li Siyuan. Great publicity opportunity.

Products and artists complement each other, and this is the prospect that both parties are optimistic about.It was also the reason why Zhuang Yu spent more than half a month worrying about this resource.

Probably in order to get close to the concept of 'luxury', the first set of clothes is close to the Greek style of clothing.

Extravagance always makes people yearn for romance.

Li Siyuan, who entered the fitting room, looked in the mirror and felt a burst of thunder.

There is no problem with the clothes, half of the upper body is exposed, and the lower body is a long light golden robe. Coupled with his golden hair and fair skin, there is an unexpected sense of arrogance.

The accessories are also very good-looking, unlike the feminine design, on the contrary, the thunder necklace and the rose vine wrist ornament echo from the right hand, and the matching with the clothes has a sense of collision between the devil and the angel.

What gave Li Siyuan a headache was the red marks on his upper body—probably left by yesterday's butterfly.

And when I went out in the morning, these mottled marks hadn't appeared yet.

Helpless, Li Siyuan had no choice but to secretly call Mingli while others were not paying attention.

The two hid in the fitting room, Li Siyuan looked at Mingli with a sad face: "Brother Ming, do you have a solution?"

There were too many traces, and the marks were deep. It looked like he had done something bad secretly. Li Siyuan wanted to cry, but his foundation couldn't cover it up.

The bright red roses wrapped around Li Siyuan's arms, reflecting his whiter skin. Li Siyuan's figure is very good, and even this kind of nondescript clothes can perfectly support him.

But the red mark was like the sinful hand that removed the god from the altar, and made the person in front of him feel endlessly ambiguous and decadent.

Ming Li took a look, then quickly turned his eyes away, feeling that the small fitting room was filled with a steaming heat.

Li Siyuan turned around anxiously, tugged at Mingli's arm, Mingli froze all over, and replied stiffly: "There is a way."

"How?" Li Siyuan looked at Mingli eagerly, he really didn't want to be called a dog by Zhuang Yu.

Mingli's color gradually darkened, and he blinked uncomfortably: "You close your eyes."

Li Siyuan obeyed obediently, his long eyelashes brushed out a silhouette.Ming Li took a deep breath, floated his hands on Li Siyuan's shoulders, stroked his exposed skin through the air, and cast a trick on his eyes.

"Okay."

Li Siyuan opened his eyes, not knowing what Mingli had done, seeing that there were no traces in the mirror, he was relieved, and hurriedly went out to put on makeup.

Ming Li stood in the fitting room, silently staring at his hands, and secretly put them in his pockets, as if hiding them.

It was unbelievably hot to even breathe.

The shooting went smoothly, Li Siyuan's camera sense is very good, and he can get into the state quickly.This is what photographers are most satisfied with. Actors and professional models are easy to take pictures of. On the contrary, it is the new generation of idol artists who always require photographers to actively pursue them.

So Li Siyuan's type is their favorite to shoot, after all, they look good no matter what they shoot.

Ming Li leaned on the table at one side, looked at the dazzling man with unclear eyes, and silently held the hands in his pockets.

The photographer was annoying, as were the women staring straight at him, and even the people on Weibo who shouted to marry him were also annoying.

Ming Li lowered his eyes, suddenly wanting to hide this person.