Spoiled - Chapter 98

Han Yun did so unconsciously, but even in deep dreams, he could suddenly feel a numb in his mouth, a very bitter taste in his mouth, and slipped down his throat.

The taste was fleeting, but Han Yun’s eyelashes shook, and his eyes opened slowly, just as he faced the face pulled close by Fu Yuan, and he was still holding Fu Yuan’s tongue.

Han Yun hesitated, pushed his tongue out, his lips pressed against his lips, and his voice was awake: “… what did you eat for me?”

Fu Yuan touched his cheek, and whispered, “Xiao Jiu had a red mark on his face, and I lowered my head and wiped it for you, and you were in trouble to kiss.”

Han Yun didn’t believe he could do such things when he fell asleep. A pair of dim sleepy eyes suddenly widened: “You bullshit, I don’t!” After he finished speaking, he suddenly noticed that a heat flow was flowing into the meridians of his extremities, which scattered his body Tired, with a sense of vitality rejuvenating overnight. At the same time, he half-wakefully thought that he seemed to have had a short, fragrant dream just now.

What was the dream, Han Yun couldn’t remember it anymore. His body was hot, especially the lower abdomen.

Han Yun made a stun in his heart, a little confused. He felt that there was strength all over him, and that he had a powerful feeling of nowhere else.

He didn’t know where he came from, and suddenly he jumped up and pulled Fu Yuan forcibly to the bed: “And you woke me up!”

No matter how hard Han Yun was, he couldn’t catch Fu Yuan because Fu Yuan had no defense against him, so he was dragged to the bed. Just when the plane encountered a strong airflow, and it thrashed left and right, the water on the table was spilled because of the airflow-Han Yun was afraid to move.

Even after going through it a few times, he still turned pale every time. Opening her arms involuntarily and hugging Fuyuan tightly.

In this case, according to the requirements of the aircraft, passengers were required to sit in their seats and fasten their seat belts, but Fu Yuan didn’t move. He just slapped him and pulled the thin blanket to cover the two.

His arms are like a safe haven, very reliable. At least Han Yun knew that even if the plane crashed, he would be safe and sound.

Fu Yuan patted Han Yun’s back gently, and he could clearly feel that Han Yun’s heart was beating. This also affected him to a certain extent, causing his neck to burst slightly, but he was still very calm. Soothing: “Don’t be afraid.”

“I didn’t …” Han Yun refused to admit it, but he was holding Fuyuan and he was not willing to let go, and his head was tightly crouched in the blanket, leaning against his chest. It can be seen that he is actually very scared.

The problem of fear of heights seems to be his physical problem, so he will subconsciously fear the heights, and even more afraid of flying.

The bumps lasted for about a dozen seconds, and it wasn’t until Han Yun’s beating heart continued to calm down after the smoothness. Only then did he realize that he was already in the embrace of Fu Yuan, and he felt ashamed, but he didn’t want to let go.

Fu Yuan’s body is very hot. Through a thin layer of soft summer clothing, Han Yun can clearly feel the tightness and elasticity of Fu Yuan’s muscles.

He remembered the dream that he had just dreamed about. Although he had forgotten what the dream scene was, his body still had some sequelae. Han Yun raised his head in his arms, and his cheeks had a thin layer of red, which was delicious and tender.

When he looked at Fu Yuan, he found that the other party was also the same. His lips were tight and his throat was slightly raised, as if he was enduring what he was doing. This appearance made Han Yun once again have a heart of color, boldly arched him, and cleaned his calf. Live his body.

Softly called: “I feel so hot, Master Fu, are you hot?”

Fu Yuan’s throat knot moved up and down: “… hot.”

“That …” Han Yun glanced at the time, and saw that it was two hours before it came, and pressed against his chin. “I’m also very hot, please help me take off my clothes.”

Fu Yuan raised his hand and touched his hair. “Are you still sleepy?”

Han Yun shook his head and said that he was not sleepy. He was very surprised. He felt something was wrong at this time. His impulses now are a bit different from his usual …

Fu Yuan whispered, “Want it?”

Han Yun heard a bite in his throat: “Did you just give me that medicine?”

Fu Yuan said no, and did not let him react, and slowly slid his clothes down in a thin blanket.

That elixir is rich in aura, originally used to restore spiritual power, and also has the effect of staying in the face. The effect of mortals is naturally extraordinary. But maybe because of the accident that Han Yun smoked too much, there were corresponding side effects.

As he stretched out his hands and tore down Han Yun’s pants, he could feel this vigorous side effect more and more. He stared at Han Yun’s amber eyes, looked at him for a few seconds, then rolled over and pressed him under him. Beginning to kiss from behind his white ears.

The plane landed, but Han Yun became more and more agitated. His excitement was abnormal because he didn’t have the slightest drowsiness or lethargy.

When he passed the customs, he took off his mask, and carried him around with his bag. His eyes had already awakened the dream of dark brown circles, staring at him with radiance, and somehow became more and more brilliant. His eyes seemed to be shining. , The face of a youthful air smashed into his face, wondering in his heart.

Why is Han Yun handsome again?

He was very simple, wearing white clothes and white pants, and wearing a hat. It was actually not so conspicuous in the crowd, but Fu Yuan. He was so tall and strong that he always paid special attention no matter how he covered it.

However, a lot of changes suddenly occurred in Han Yun, attracting everyone’s attention involuntarily.

Mengmeng still remembers that before the plane, the Korean transportation was still sluggish, squinting with a hoarse voice and not bothering to say, why did you sleep for a few hours just like doing a top beauty? Anyway, there is an indescribable change. Being in the fashion circle, she certainly knows that some models will choose cosmetic surgery, but Han Yun certainly did not.

Out of the customs, Mengmeng couldn’t help walking to his side, and asked urgently: “Han, Han, did you apply a mask just now? What kind of mask did you apply?”

Han Yun didn’t know what he had eaten, and he thought what medicine he was taking. He took it for granted that he was full of energy because of the double training.

He couldn’t tell the truth either, but looking at the surging mood of Mengmeng, Han Yun said to her, “I’ll give you the mask later.”

Han Yun rarely used facial masks or anything. He followed the original owner’s habit of using facial cleansers. As for the messy bottles and jars, he was too lazy to touch them.

He didn’t have much rest time and got off the plane to catch the car.

Paris Fashion Week opened yesterday. Most of the brands on the opening day were French local brands. After the Korean Games gained a certain level of popularity, the model companies that he invested in naturally found first-rate work resources for him. On the second day of Fashion Week, there are usually one or two big names running fashion shows.

On the third day, more and more well-known brands will gather.

Han Yun only rushed to two fashion shows today, and there are five shows to go tomorrow. Today’s two shows, one in the east and one in the west, are dozens of kilometers apart, and the traffic during the fashion week is very unreliable. There is a traffic jam every time. Han Yun just came out of the previous show and hurried to the next, but The car was stuck in the middle of the road and did not move for ten minutes.

Mengmeng sat in the front passenger seat, put a briefcase on his lap, kept looking at his watch, opened the partition, and rushed to the back seat of Han Yundao: “Brother Han, we are late.”

She communicated with the driver in English: “How long will it take?”

The French driver said slowly: “Maybe an hour, maybe two hours …”

“Is there a way to copy the trail?”

The driver shrugged. “If it’s that kind of car,” he pointed to a beetle on the road next to it. “There’s still a chance to take the trail, but our car is too wide and too long to get into the alley.”

Mengmeng was so anxious to cry that the models had to do their hair and makeup and other preparations before the fashion show began.

But for shows that require more sophisticated technology, you may need to prepare for the show six hours in advance. However, big-name models usually don’t have to wait so long. They have a dedicated service. Han Yun has not yet received such treatment. At least for most brands, he is just an excellent model, but his face is not well-known. He even No fb or s account!

Now, Han Yun is almost late. At least he must arrive three hours in advance, but if the traffic jam continues, the designer may have changed models before he arrived.

Mengmeng took out the tablet from the briefcase and saw that today’s schedule preparation reads yvessaturent, and the shape needs to be extended.

The time required for hair extension is too long. If Han Yun is really late, he will be replaced. Mrs. Ferro, the design director of ysl, has always been low-key in the fashion circle. She is also famous for being punctual. She hates it most. Is late behavior.

Her show will never wait for someone, let alone because of which guest is not present. If the model is late, she will not have time to call people to urge the model, and will only make a substitution.

Mengmeng turned his head and said to Han Yun: “Han brother, you have to take long hair at the show, we are going to be late now, otherwise we will change to a car or a locomotive, maybe there is still a chance to live.”

Han Yun was also watching the time, looking at the long traffic outside, and looked up at the Eiffel Tower.

This tower is too high and too large to be seen at any high place in the city, but even if it is visible, it takes time to arrive.

Realizing that he might be late, Han Yun could not help but look forward to Fu Yuan.

“Go.” Fu Yuan opened the door decisively, and bent over and pulled him out of the car. Mengmeng shouted, “Han, what are you doing?”

Han Yun also immediately thought of something and waved his hand: “Let’s find a motorcycle, and you will contact me when you arrive.”

Fu Yuan clasped his wrist, strode through the clogged car dragon, and walked towards the hidden alley.

Walking deep into the alley, there was only a stray cat in the alley, and no one was visible. Fu Yuan looked up at the gray sky, his arms around Han Yun, and pressed his head against his chest. The twist and confusion of about a second made Han Yun’s head dazzled. Looking up: “Are you here?”

As Fu Yuan said, he pinched the top of his head with his five fingers, and then combed down his hair—Han Yun felt a sense of clarity.

There was a pool of water on the ground. Han Yun looked at the reflection of himself in the water, his eyes widened slightly, and he involuntarily reached out and touched, “My hair …”

The water reflected his new look, with long black hair, about the ribs.

This is the style that Yves Saint Laurent asked for when he tried it on.

And as soon as he turned his head, he could see the Eiffel Tower nearby. This year’s Yves Saint Laurent Fashion Week was chosen next to the Eiffel Tower. The big show started at night, at this time the sky had loomed dusk. Warm colors.

Fu Yuan touched the top of his head, bowed his long hair with a jade pinch and said, “It’s late, come in.”

Han Yun’s mind was magical. He could more and more feel the extraordinary abilities of Fu Yuan and showed more and more in front of him, but he knew that these things revealed by Fu Yuan must be nothing more than a cow.

He nodded and entered through the show entrance.

The show floor is arranged in the empty area under the Eiffel Tower. It has now been fenced. There are no rigid catwalks. The black seats on both sides of the auditorium are arranged at a distance of four or five meters from the model’s catwalk area.

Han Yun arrived at the backstage. Most of the models in the backstage have changed their clothes and started to make up. Some have put on their makeup and rested for a while. It ’s not the time for Han Yun to go.

He is still a little famous now. After all, there are too few well-known male models of Asian faces. A big show generally only uses one or two Asian faces.

Han Yun heard someone say, “Look, is that kg? Why is he here now?”

The time he arrived was actually not late, but his modeling was complicated. The last show required him to keep his style unchanged. This show required him to extend his hair. He should have come earlier to do the modeling.

“Ms. Ferro has changed models and someone has replaced him. Is it too late for him to come now …”

“It’s so pathetic.”

Han Yun heard what these people said, and he did not change his face. He found the designer’s presence in the huge chaotic background. She was sitting on a simple black sofa and had a good time talking with a lady of the same age. The two seemed to be in an interview.

He first asked Fu Yuan to sit down next to the rest area: “I’ll take care of it myself and wait for me to get you a show ticket.”

Without hesitation, he strode to the designer lady.

But he did not disturb their interviews, but stood in a prominent place. The current design director of Yves Saint Laurent, Ms. Ferro noticed him, but ignored him.

Han Yun just stood. After standing for a few minutes, the lady wearing a brown box sunglasses sitting next to Ms. Ferro noticed him, and whispered to Ferrow: “This is your model, I Know him, is he kg, right? “

“Do you know him?”

“Yes, I was very impressed with an excellent cover he photographed this year and invited him to shoot a new cover for our magazine.” She said, “Look, he has been standing for a while, is there something to tell you? Say?”

Ferro then turned to ask Han Yun: “kg, you are late.”

Han Yun nodded: “My last show was in the 17th district, and it was four o’clock at the end. I was afraid to be late so I picked up the hair in the car.” He said, reaching out and tearing the hairpin, his head was like ink The green silk fell and spread on the back. Ferro had an amazing vision, but couldn’t help but feel stunning at this moment, staring at him and couldn’t turn his eyes away.

This year’s spring and summer show is her favorite third **** style.

As early as the beginning of this century, Mark Simpson invented a new word: trosexual.

It means men who live in metropolises who love shopping, often use high fashion and cosmetics to groom themselves, but are not gay.

Once the word appeared, it spread across the globe. At that time the best spokesperson for the word “trosexual” was Beckham. Times are changing, but “trosexual” is still booming.

In recent years, the trend of men’s clothing is still swirling on candy-colored shirts, pencil pants, or brightly patterned sweaters.

And women’s clothing with a neutral style is still at the top of the trend, there is no meaning to retreat. Shoulder pad suits, motorcycle jackets, boyfriend-style cotton white shirts are using handsomeness to set off women’s softness. So this spring and summer show, we ushered in this trend again. In Ferro’s fashion show, male models are feminine, female models are tough, and the gender boundary is not very clear.

Hermaphrodite-this is not a derogatory term, it is not the same as a vixen or a pseudo-mother, it is just a vocabulary, representing a style of fashion and a value orientation, and Han Yun ’s long hair styling was immediately poked Hitting Ferro’s heart, a feeling of “other than him” hit his heart.

“Is the hair just picked? It’s fine,” she smiled, looking down at the time, and said, “Since you’re all done, then change your clothes and make up now, there’s still time.”

Han Yun’s clothing is a cotton cardigan cut from thin, cut-out lace, and the inspirational “Victorian Circus” as the inspiration for the entire series, from poplin shirts to suits and even Scottish skirt Bermuda shorts. But even if I put on a skirt, I didn’t feel “mother” at all.

The use of soft cotton cloth shows the gentle side of the man after unarming-these single items with a high affinity index allow Han Yun to instantly have the sun-like affinity of a boy next door, plus his long hair style, it does appear on his body A strong “hero and male indistinguishable” temperament.

His facial features are soft. Compared to Europeans and Americans with deep outlines, his eyebrows are very gentle, and his makeup is simple.

Along with the dark night, the lanterns shined on the stars at night.

The whole outdoor outdoor show is very simple during the day, but at night, it shows a completely different effect. The golden light and shadow of the Symphony of the Eiffel Tower are intertwined with fast-paced music without much decoration. Paris The style is really present at the moment.

This is the first time that Han Yun has walked the show for this brand. He is neither a lead model nor a closed model. He is interspersed with other male and female models in a humble order.

His clothes are not the best of the season. Compared with other models, his clothes are so simple and easy to forget. In this show, there are many male models with long blonde hair. They have angelic faces. Originally, these supermodels were the most attractive presence of this show.

As a result, when Han Yun came out, he still attracted the attention of the audience. This was the only Asian male model on the field. At first, some people mistakenly thought it was a female model because he had big eyes and very delicate features. The curls on the show before. The styling was also evaluated as a doll. His long hair styling was misunderstood by many Westerners because it was too beautiful, but then the audience quickly responded: “That’s a male model!”

His usual catwalk style is to take great strides, look straight ahead with his eyes, and occupy the sight of others with a strong aura.

The trousers he wore were actually skirt pants with long, straight legs exposed, rounded and straight ankles, and clean and translucent skin.

And Fu Yuan was sitting in an inconspicuous black seat, looking at him like an ordinary audience, following his eyes fixedly, and listening to the continuous praise in his ears.

“This male model is so handsome.”

“His hair is so flowing.”

The fame of the model is also accumulated in such a show without a difference.

At the end of the big show, Han Yun removed his makeup and changed his clothes to go home, but in the background he encountered Benjamin who made a special trip to find him.

Sometimes designers also patronize each other’s fashion shows, but most designers are arrogant and disdain to see rivals’ big shows.

Balmain’s design director, Benjamin, didn’t shy away. He wanted to see the show without worrying about it, and he just came.

He came to the background and met Han Yun who had just changed his clothes. He opened his arms and seemed to be ready to hug him, but Han Yun quickly avoided his eyes. Benjamin was not embarrassed at all. The natural romance and enthusiasm of the French made him I just laughed a few times and said, “You have performed as well as ever, and long hair is very suitable for you, so I was thinking, on my show, do you maintain this long hair style?”

Han Yun had no comment, and said yes. He had long hair for many years, but this year, he had become accustomed to short hair, and his hair suddenly grew, but he was still a bit uncomfortable, and took a long time to look in the mirror.

Benjamin asked him: “Is anyone picking you up? I’ll take you back.”

Han Yun said: “He is waiting for me outside.”

Benjamin knew his homosexuals and had seen them while customizing a wedding dress for them.

The two went out while talking, Han Yun suddenly remembered, and asked, “Mr. Benjamin, are you ready for our wedding dress?”

Benjamin: “Not yet, but it is about to be completed. I have made some small changes. When the fashion week is over, you will come to me to try it out and see if something is inappropriate. I will make changes.

Han Yun was happy and nodded.

Han Yun stepped out of the backstage of the show, next to the tall Eiffel Tower, the night of Paris was wonderful, making people feel as soft as a breeze.

After he went out, Benjamin found his car, but instead of getting on the car, he asked him, “What about your car?”

Han Yun looked around, and soon saw his overly luxurious long limousine. Mengmeng stood next to the car wearing a white knitted dress and beckoned him. Han Yun walked towards her, but heard Mengmeng asked, “Han, Mr. Fu? Didn’t come out with you?”

“Eh? Is he not in the car?” Because the show ended, the audience left first. He is a model and must be out later than the audience.

Mengmeng shook his head and stared at his long hair. Han Yun’s curly hair appeared gentle, and her long hair showed warm and bright brilliance, and there was an inexplicable nobleness on her body, which was really shining.

Mengmeng thought it was too good-looking, too beautiful-she was a little jealous of Han Yun’s beauty: “No, I didn’t see him.”

Han Yun was even more confused. He was about to take out his cell phone to call Fu Yuan and ask him where he was. He heard the sound of a motorcycle behind him.

He turned his head subconsciously, just as he saw a tall man in a black leather jacket walking out of the pictorial, and stopped at the black locomotive, next to the street lamp. He stood on the ground with one long leg, supporting the locomotive. The slender fingers took off the motorcycle cap, exposing capable short hair, and the handsome silhouette appeared more and more beautiful under this hairstyle.

Moreover, the temperament matches this black locomotive very well, and it has a ferocious atmosphere.

Fu Yuan initially had short hair, just to be unobtrusive. He occasionally returned to long hair without talent at home, while outside, he was usually a low-key short hair shower.

When Han Yun saw him riding a locomotive, he was still very puzzled. He wanted to ask him why, and Fu Yuan rushed to him: “Come up.”

He didn’t think too much, so he struck on the locomotive. He sat once when taking hard photos, but that time he only took pictures and did not ride on the road. So this is his first ride on a motorcycle.

Mengmeng was a little dumbfounded and immediately thought, yeah, just before Han Yun was late, when the two got out of the car, Han Yun said he would go for a motorcycle.

Fu Yuan turned his head to the side and asked, “Sit down?”

“All right.”

Fu Yuan gave him his hat. Han Yun didn’t say, “Hot, I want to blow a little wind.” After that, he reached out and embraced Fu Yuan’s slender waist, his head was tightly against his back.

Han Yun Chong Mengmeng waved and said goodbye.

“Let’s go.”

Fu Yuan said to him, “Hold on, don’t let go.” Then he started the locomotive.

The engine sound of the locomotive is very loud. It is a pleasant roar. Fu Yuan is not riding fast. He shuttles in the traffic under the night. Han Yun hugged him tightly and felt the wind passing by his ear.

For the first time, he looked so excited, and at the same time supported his chin to Fu Yuan’s shoulder, pressed against his ear, and spoke loudly against the wind: “I asked! Your wedding dress is almost finished!”

Fu Yuan turned his head slightly, and heard Han Yun shouting, “Master Fu, you are about to change from a magisterial master to a queen, are you happy?”

His voice, confused by the lingering wind, blew into Fu Yuan’s ears.

Fu Yuan ticked her lips and said, “Happy.”

Han Yun was so excited that when he arrived home, he was still very happy, but soon he received the picture from Benjamin.

The picture is his wedding dress with Fu Yuan.

Benjamin did some minimalist tailoring and asked him, “How?”

Han Yun seconds replied: “It looks good!”

But soon, he discovered that something was wrong. The two clothes were hung side by side. At first glance, they seemed to be almost the same, because this ancient costume design was a wide-sleeved robe.

Han Yun snorted and asked, “Is the wedding dress … a little small? Why is it smaller than the groom’s wedding dress?”

Benjamin: “How come, this is tailored to your size! Nothing wrong.”

Han Yunpin smiled for a few seconds.