Reborn Queen Fan

"I should have warned you, if you hurt yourself before a commercial shoot... the thing I hate the most is unprofessional guys."

Tang Yu looked at Gore Jackson, who was full of aura, and lowered his head helplessly. Andy, who was standing beside him, also looked helpless. That tiny wound.

God knows how this hooligan-like man with the moustache found that small, ineffective wound on Tang's hand the first time he saw him.

"I'm sorry, sir." Tang Yu lowered his eyes, looking at the tiny scar on his hand.

Last night, the man who suddenly pulled him up brought him into the study, where a mannequin had stood there at some point, and the clothes on the mannequin came from the design that made Tang Yu sigh. One of the manuscripts.

Seeing the way Harris looked at her, Tang Yu knew that the blond nobleman was going to ask her to do something.

So obediently picked up the clothes, and ran to the clothing room to change before someone did it.

It's just that there were some minor accidents later, the nobleman with a small needle and thread changed his clothes directly on his body.

The whole body was surrounded by the strange aura of the blond aristocrat. Even though Tang Yu kept convincing himself that this could be regarded as a model job, it still made him feel uncomfortable.

So he moved his body subconsciously, and Tang Yu's hand that had been hanging nervously by his side accidentally scratched the tiny needle tip.

Probably because of the angle, the small needle cut a piece of flesh, and Tang Yu immediately noticed Harris' frown.

Tang Yu didn't even care about the fingers that were slowly oozing blood, Tang Yu was ready to speak to appease the man who was obviously exuding displeasure.

It's a pity that before Tang Yu could speak, Harris made a movement that Tang Yu could not imagine. When watching Harris put his finger into his mouth, Tang Yu's brain really went blank in an instant. When he reacted, Harris had already put down his hand.

Then the clothes that might need to be adjusted were taken off directly. Tang Yu looked at Harris in disbelief, completely unable to understand the meaning of the blonde nobleman's series of actions.

With his bare upper body, he looked at Harris who was frowning at himself, and the unusually bright red on his lips.Tang Yu blushed unconsciously, "Sorry, Mr. Harris, I think I have to deal with my wound first."

After running into the bathroom to calm down his beating heart, Tang Yu carefully treated his wound. The saliva probably had some use. The small wound was no longer bleeding. Tang Yu put a layer of disinfectant on it, and then carefully applied a band-aid covered the wound.

He casually picked up the nightgown from the bathroom and wrapped it around his naked body. Tang Yu immediately realized that the owner of the dress was not him because of the length it dragged to the ground.

Sighing, Tang Yu still put on him and went out.Because he had already heard Harris knocking on the door.

(There will be physical progress slowly (don’t get me wrong /(^o^)/~), emotional progress will probably take a while. There will be an update before 12 o’clock~)