Quick Wear: The Evil Beauty is Besieged by Perverts Again

"I didn't mean anything else." Song Yunjing defended himself, and also slandered him, "That person doesn't look like a good person at first glance."

Yu Xingyue agreed with this deeply, and his mood was finally calmed down a little.

Seeing that the situation was looking good, Song Yunjing made a further promise to show that he was on his side: "If he really hits someone, I will protect you."

"That's not necessary yet." The expected touching situation did not occur, and Yu Xingyue did not seem to take what he said seriously.

Song Yunjing seemed a little lonely and stopped talking. The car was quiet for a moment.

However, before long, before Yu Xingyue could start to wonder why he hadn't driven yet, he couldn't help himself and turned his head to test him: "How about I help you pay the money back?"

"No, I don't want to owe you money." Yu Xingyue looked at him, puzzled by his sudden remarks, "Why are you so strange today when you are talking about these things?"

Although Yu Xingyue was indeed very grateful for Song Yunjing's help in difficult times, he frowned when he heard this.

It's just that the creditor who owes the money has changed. What is the essential difference?

Besides, "Won't your father cut you off?" He had some spare money, and it was mainly from his family.

"Haha, I was just kidding." Song Yunjing laughed dryly twice, as if his pain point was touched, and did not mention it again.

What he actually wanted to say was that he didn't have to pay it back, but although the idea was beautiful, reality poured a bucket of cold water on him.

He also understood that he was not qualified to say this at the moment, as his identity was not fully accepted.

It was indeed a bit abrupt.

But he couldn't help but confess everything.

Just as he has always been frank, he also does not hide his preference for Yu Xingyue.

Forget it, we can’t be in a hurry to scare him away.

All in all, our relationship has made great progress now, so we should feel satisfied.

Even so, Song Yunjing still felt a little frustrated with his hands on the steering wheel.

When he saw Shangyu Xingyue leaning over to look at him, Song Yunjing cheered himself up again, as if he remembered something, and made a third attempt.

It's not a problem for him at all.

He took out a big box from the back seat of the car like a magician.

When he opened it in front of Yu Xingyue, he also added the "dang dang dang" sound effects manually.

Yu Xingyue followed his movements, and his eyes suddenly lit up, then immediately went dark.

The reason why he was attracted by it was because of its exquisite packaging, which really amazed him.

The reason it was dark was because when it was fully opened, the vulgar style and pattern of the clothes underneath were revealed, which made Yu Xingyue's eyes go dark and he was speechless.

It is in line with Song Yunjing's simple and rough aesthetic.

But Song Yunjing interpreted his silence as being so moved that he was speechless, and couldn't help feeling a little proud of his careful selection.

He said generously: "How about it, do you like it? I'll give it to you."

Yu Xingyue was speechless. From Song Yunjing's expression, he could tell that he really thought it was beautiful.

"I don't want it. You might as well give me the box and keep the clothes for yourself."

It looks like a colorful peacock, which only suits Song Yunjing himself. Yu Xingyue feels that he can't wear it out at all.

He even felt that the value of the style lay in the box, which showed that he understood the mentality of buying the box and returning the pearl.

No matter how dumb he was, he could see that Song Yunjing seemed determined to please him, but unfortunately he used the wrong method.

Maybe it's because he's been in a bad mood recently.

"No, this is your size. I can't wear it." Song Yunjing stuffed it into his hand and said, "Take it!"

"Besides, three times is the limit. You've already rejected me twice. You have to accept it this time no matter what."

Yu Xingyue was actually convinced by his twisted logic. The most important thing was that Song Yunjing forced it upon him and did not allow him to refuse at all.

Yu Xingyue reluctantly took it and said to him, "Okay, I'll take it. I can't take it. Put it in the back first and don't put it here."

"That's what you said. Remember to take it when you get off the car." Song Yunjing gave up and helped him put it back. After parking for such a long time, he finally started the car and drove on the road.

Because he had given the gift, he was in a very good mood and began to whistle tunelessly.

Yu Xingyue had never seen such a person before. It wasn't a holiday, but he was so happy just because he received a gift.

The key is that it is very unpleasant to hear and it never stops.

Yu Xingyue interrupted him and said, "But I can't give a return gift." There is no need to elaborate on the reason.

"What do you care? You don't have to send it. I have plenty of money." Song Yunjing was worried.

Yu Xingyue: “…”

"Okay, as long as you're happy."

Some people even complain that they have too much money.

Fortunately I met him, otherwise I would have lost my pants.

Song Yunjing was greatly encouraged, which really proved what Yu Xingyue said: spending money can buy happiness.

He just felt that the rest of the journey was very relaxing and enjoyable, and he was in high spirits all the way.

When he arrived at the door of his house, he took the initiative to get out of the car and took the big box down.

Yu Xingyue came forward to take it, and Song Yunjing suddenly stopped, feeling itchy and wanting to do something.

He then took out a bottle of high-brand perfume and asked Yu Xingyue if he wanted it.

Yu Xingyue glanced at the big logo and shook his head decisively: "I don't wear perfume."

Song Yunjing had already pressed the nozzle: "You smell it, maybe you like the taste?"

Yu Xingyue was caught off guard and was sprayed in the nose by him at close range. He shrank back, his nasal cavity felt itchy, and he wanted to sneeze but couldn't.

He wiped his face, already a little angry: "If you don't like it, don't spray it on me." The strong smell made him dizzy.

Song Yunjing also realized that he had accidentally irritated Yu Xingyue, so he quickly put down what he was holding and tried to comfort him. He then moved one hand to his back and gently held his shoulders:

"I was wrong. Don't mind me. I was just too impulsive. I didn't mean anything else."

In fact, of course he wanted to go further.

Yu Xingyue was also used to his eccentricity, and he was angry for only a short while before he calmed down.

He said, "Okay, let's go in."

Song Yunjing was immediately overjoyed, and upon hearing this he wanted to kiss him twice. If he hadn't been worried about scaring the other person, he would have gone even further.

Yu Xingyue pushed his head away in disgust: "Don't get so close to me."

Song Yunjing felt wronged: "This is not okay and that is not okay, are you out of love?"

Yu Xingyue: “…” When has there been any?

But the house in front of him was an unused one provided by Song Yunjing. What did he say at the time? "It's empty anyway, why don't you stay at my place for a while?"

It seems like it just happened in a confused manner.

He is a man who is grateful for the favors he has received and who is lenient with the favors he has received. There is nothing we can do about him.

Yu Xingyue was still very grateful to him, but given their original relationship, there was no need to care too much.

It's rare that he continues to maintain his life now that he's down and out, saying it's just a side thing.

To be fair, Song Yunjing had been nice enough to him as a friend, except that he was a little neurotic.

Yu Xingyue thought of staying at his place for a while as a transition, and paying a symbolic rent was fine.

After Song Yunjing sent him in, he drove away again and had to rush to other film sets to check out.

Yu Xingyue lay down and planned to take a nap and go back in the afternoon.

Unexpectedly, he did not sleep well at all. He was awakened by a series of phone calls while he was still asleep.

He closed his eyes and dazedly dialed the number to answer it. Xiao Fang's anxious voice came from the receiver:

"Don't sleep! You're on the trending search!"