Chapter 246: I'm Idle
Chapter 246: I'm Idle
"What are these two people doing?" Li Juli, who felt that she was about to soak in the water, ran back to the beach and sat on the ground playing with the sand. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Don't worry about it." Quan Baolan also sat opposite her with puffed cheeks, she drank too much and slept just now, which made her dislike the sea very much, but when she was digging a pit by the sea, she dug up a few small crabs and became her toys.
Li Juli pursed her lips, looked at Park Hyomin and the others who were still playing on the beach, and poked Quan Baolan's white and tender arm.
"What?" Quan Baolan looked at Li Juli suspiciously.
"Did your family give you a blind date?" Li Juli asked mysteriously.
Quan Baolan's expression froze, and he quickly shook his head, "No, I'm still young." β
Looking at Quanbao Blue, who pretended to be tender and had no sense of disobedience, Li Juli sighed distressedly.
Quan Baolan's big eyes were dripping, and he leaned over and asked, "Did your family give you a blind date?" β
Li Juli shook her head: "But my mother has been sending me pictures of men a lot lately. β
"That's not normal." Quan Baolan rolled her eyes, "My mother often sends it to me." β
"In the past, I could use busy work as an excuse, but after returning to China, we must have a lot of idle time, how to hide, are you stupid." Li Juli glared at Quan Baolan.
"What then?" Quan Baolan was slightly stunned, and then suddenly sat up on his knees with wide eyes, because the range of movement was too large, and the huge plump when he was possessed collided with each other and made waves, and he was a little cow all the time, and Li Juli only rolled his eyes when he saw it.
"I don't know, I'm waiting now for when I will get the autonomy to get rid of the shackles of the family as soon as possible, anyway, the Li family doesn't point to me to pass on the lineage." Li Juli pouted and said, "But it's really troublesome to deal with blind dates." β
"Listen to the tone, you seem to have been?" Quan Baolan asked with a wink.
"Why don't we cooperate." Li Juli looked at the little cow and asked shyly.
Quan Baolan ignored her and looked at her teammates who were still playing in the water, "Hey, why do you say their lives are so good?" Met true love at a young age? β
"Who are you talking about?" Li Juli rolled her eyes.
"Wang Luo." Quan Baolan blinked, "If it weren't for my age, I would definitely try." β
"It doesn't matter if you're old, if you're older somewhere else, he likes it just as much." Li Juli said with a smile.
"They've messed up enough, I don't want to join in the fun." After hearing this, Quan Baolan quietly straightened up and exploded in his chest, "But if I were three years younger, I might still have the energy to join in the fun, but now, I'm really not in the mood." β
"Haven't you never been in love?" Li Juli frowned and looked at the suddenly old-fashioned Quan Baolan.
"I haven't talked about it, it doesn't mean I want to talk about it, I will feel tired if I watch more." Quan Baolan shook his head.
Li Juli looked thoughtfully at Wang Luo, who had already swam back with Park Ji-yeon, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, "You said that love really has the magic power to make people different, even Renjing has changed." β
"The one with magic is Wang Luo." Quan Baolan pursed her lips and chuckled.
Li Juli paused for a moment, and then pursed her lips disdainfully.
Picking up shells is a game that girls must have to play on the beach, and the girls who are tired of playing with water have built a castle on the beach, and then decorated it with shells, which seems to be a word in Wang Luo's aesthetics, ugly.
However, they were outnumbered, and Wang Luo would not say it directly, Park Ji-yeon took a photo of the contract, and then pulled others to take a bunch of photos, and then the sun went down before everyone packed up their things and went home.
went home and took a mandarin duck bath with Park Renjing, and Wang Luo was refreshed in a vest and beach pants waiting for Zoe to come and finish eating.
Zoe is a big celebrity in Los Angeles, so naturally friends are all over the state, Wang Luo lives in a restaurant opened by her friend, Zoe invited Wang Luo and Tara to eat at this exclusive restaurant, and then went shopping together, and visited half of the stores last time, and it was another carload of things.
At night, Zoe was forced to stay in the villa by Park Hyo-min, and Wang Luo welcomed him with a smirk on his face.
"Is it disturbing your good work?" After returning home in the evening, the girls also had a party, and Zoe touched Wang Luo with a wine glass and smiled.
"What's good?" Wang Luo pretended not to understand.
"By the way, you're making headlines in Hollywood and Wall Street right now, and there's a lot of people staring at the theater you've invested in." Zoe smiled, her yellow-brown pupils looking at Wang Luo with interest.
"Let them stare at me, I don't even know when it's going to be listed." Wang Luo shrugged.
"Actually, I hear strange, you don't look like that kind of high-profile person, why did you do that kind of behavior last night? And Moore didn't seem to say anything too nasty. Zoe asked, tilting her head.
"There are a lot of things that can't be explained by science." Wang Luo shrugged his shoulders, "Actually, it's just a coincidence, I just want to see a new way of negotiating." β
"The conclusion?" Zoe asked curiously.
"It's good to talk to businessmen with money." Wang Luo smiled.
Zoe paused for a moment, nodded and took a sip of wine, "Do you think, I'm a businessman?" β
"I've heard that there aren't many businessmen in the art world." Wang Luo said with a smile.
Zoe nodded, "However, the art world is more of a poor person, selling their art for money. β
"The question is too profound." Wang Luo smiled and shook his head.
"Do you think you can completely distinguish between the two?" Zoe asked again.
"There is no such thing in the world that is more thoroughly distinguished, even if it is gender." Wang Luo narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Biological sex is not equal to psychological gender, you should know this." β
"I don't like this sly answer." Zoe smiled and shook her head.
"And what do you think of me?" Wang Luo licked his lips and tilted his head to look at Zoe.
"I think." Zoe looked Wang Luo up and down, her yellow-brown eyes full of greed, "You're very good." β
"Then we can have a good time working together." Wang Luo said with a smile.
"You're still a businessman." Zoe was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
"I have to earn money to support my wife." Wang Luo said with a smile.
"You promised me to try on clothes for me." Zoe got up with a smile, her plump figure outlined by some tight pajamas had an amazing seduction, and Wang Luo sighed as she swayed her thin waist towards Park Hyo-min.
Sure enough, trading with a woman with her own beauty is really easy to use.
The girls drank too much at night, and finally Wang Luo was hugged upstairs one by one, and originally wanted to play a prank and throw it into a room to sleep together, and get up the next day, hehehe, hey, but for fear of being killed, Wang Luo finally carried Park Ji-yeon and Park Hyo-min Park In-jeong back to his room.
The next day, Wang Luo was the first to wake up, boiled a pot of decanting soup and made breakfast, and didn't call anyone, watching the news in Los Angeles while eating sandwiches, dealing with the problems that Zhou Jie threw from South Korea.
The first one to go downstairs was Zoe, with long golden hair tied behind her head, even after washing, she still looked a little tired with tiredness on her face, and the two small bumps in front of the cotton vest made Wang Luo a little dumbfounded, and she couldn't help but sigh that the girls in Europe and the United States were indeed informal, and they had lived with Tara for so long, and they didn't take advantage of others.
Zoe took a sip of the decanting soup and squirted out, "What is this?" β
"A Korean sobering soup that tastes really bad, but it's refreshing." Wang Luo chuckled and explained, "You can taste it, and you can get used to it slowly." β
"We have a special drink for decanting here." Zoe sat next to Wang Luo with a sandwich in her mouth and fried an egg by herself, her long white legs resting on the coffee table that Wang Luo had cleaned up, and her sapphire blue nail polish shimmered smooth in the sun.
Wang Luo coughed lightly and continued to sort out Zhou Ming's problems.
Zoe smiled and looked at Wang Luo's slightly embarrassed behavior, humming an unknown song and watching TV, and the living room became even quieter than just now.
After a while, Han Enjing and Park Hyomin also went downstairs, Park Hyomin was originally a wine worm, but quit after following Wang Luo, although he drank too much yesterday, but after all, the bottom is there, Han Enjing's words themselves can't drink much, so there is no hangover, the latest Quan Baolan and Li Juli's dark circles are about to fall to the ground, and Wang Luo jumped.
"I remember, the president said he was going to give us a good condition." Looking at Li Juli's dark circles, Han Enjing suddenly shouted.
Wang Luo was also scared of his head.
"Is there a Chinese medicine store next to your studio?" Wang Luo asked Zoe with a smile.
"Chinese medicine store?" Zoe looked confused, "Well, my studio is very close to Chinatown, where should there be." β
Wang Luo nodded, and texted Jason to ask him to help ask where there was a medicinal herb store.
After breakfast, we went to Zoe's studio, the studio of the world's top stylists is attractive to any woman, because it must have the world's most advanced cosmetics and trendy clothes, as well as photographers.
Wang Luo didn't have much nature, but he just sighed that the studios of foreigners are more high-end than some companies in South Korea, and his task today is to be a model, or the kind that doesn't take pictures.
Zoe's studio is very large, in the middle floor of this building, almost the entire floor is hers, half of it is a place to hang clothes, the remaining part is a studio, and a small part is an office, as well as various advanced sewing machines, Wang Luo even saw a robot stepping on the sewing machine, and his eyes widened suddenly.
"This is a robot that specializes in embroidery." Zoe patted Wang Luo's shoulder and said with a smile.
"It's really high-tech." Wang Luo sighed.
"It's not artificial intelligence." Zoe glanced at Wang Luo and led him to a studio, where there were extremely staff, who looked fashionable, not only thin, but also the clothes on his body were bells and whistles in Wang Luo's words, Park Ji-yeon and others squatted in the corner and flipped through the photo album.
A handsome blue-eyed guy with a height about the same height as Wang Luo came over and said hello to Wang Luo, looked at Wang Luo with a gaze that made Wang Luo very uncomfortable, and then measured Wang Luo's measurements with a ruler.
Wang Luo looked at the man who touched his whole body with palpitations, and asked in a whisper with Zoe after leaving, "This guy is gay?" β
"How do you know?" Zoe fiddled with an iPad and looked at Wang Luo in surprise.
"A normal man touching a man shouldn't use this kind of touching." Wang Luo's hand brushed under Zoe's chin and neck.
"Mike isn't your average gay, he has a British royal boyfriend." Zoe licked her red lips and looked at Wang Luo, "It seems that it is not only pleasing to women, but also to men." β
Wang Luo's eyes swept over the other men in the studio, frowned and patted Zoe's head, "Wait a minute, you change my clothes." β
"It's a public place, don't worry they don't do anything to you." Zoe pursed her lips and snickered, throwing a wink, "Touch it twice and you won't lose a piece of meat." β
"You're not afraid that they will drop a piece of meat?" Wang Luo hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled evilly.
Zoe shrunk her neck, "You can do it yourself, I still have to prepare." β
Wang Luo smiled and walked around Zoe's studio, this kind of studio felt obviously different from the studio atmosphere of filming, much more free and relaxed.
Wang Luo looked at Zoe's work magazines over the years, hoping to absorb a little bit of the so-called fashion circle on it, he is a person with a lot of curiosity, especially when he is interested in a thing, he is very interested and eager to learn about the welt things it extends.
After turning through for a while, Zoe called him in the distance, Wang Luo put down the magazine in his hand and walked over, and saw a group of foreign girls with different skin tones, hair colors, and pupils looking at him with various fabrics in their arms.
Wang Luo's slightly nervous gaze glanced around the shed, and he didn't find the figure of Park Ji-yeon and the others, so he relaxed and smiled.
Zoe's slender fingers relieved Wang Luo's mouthful, while bowing her head to explain the task to the girl who was squatting on the ground holding a few drawing boards, and then looked up and smiled at Wang Luo, "I asked Xiaomin for advice, and she said she doesn't mind if you show some meat." β
"This is my meat." Wang Luo said dissatisfied, but he still stretched his arms and asked Zoe to take off his shirt.
βomgγβ Wang Luo has always been a little confident in his figure, and sure enough, as soon as he showed his flesh, the girls around him exclaimed incredibly.
"Do you have masochism?" Zoe blinked with a long mouth, and her fingers gently touched the scars behind Wang Luo.
"Do you think I'm like that?" Wang Luo smiled, "Xiaomin let you see, it doesn't seem to let you touch it." β
βsorryγβ Zoe withdrew her hand with a slightly red face, holding various fabrics and gesturing on Wang Luo's body, and there was a little girl recording behind her.
The feeling of various materials of cloth rubbing on the body is different, and it feels a little strange, but it doesn't take long for Wang Luo to endure those little hands touching his body.
"Tut-tut, this expression, I really enjoy it." Li Juli crossed her arms and looked at the shed, surrounded by a group of foreign beauties ******** by swallows, swallows, warblers, and warblers, and Wang Luo sneered.
Park Ji-yeon raised her eyes and glanced at Wang Luo, and snorted softly, "This man, when he sees beautiful women, he looks the same." β
"The president didn't do that before." Quan Baolan held a small face and asked suspiciously, "How do you feel that after coming to the United States, you have become a little bohemian." β
"He doesn't dare to be uninhibited." Li Juli glanced at Park Ji-yeon and chuckled, "But debauchery is still debauchery." β
Park Ji-yeon frowned slightly, "This word is not very good." β
"But it's easy to use and suitable." Park Hyo-min said with a smile.
"It's easy to use, sacrifice him to get the chance that we might be in an American magazine." Park Ji-yeon smiled stupidly.
"How do you feel like a bad deal?" Park In-jeong blinked and muttered quietly.
"There are so many beautiful clothes here." Han Enjing blinked and sighed.
"Let's get a studio like this when we go back, and shoot our own magazines in the future." Li Juli had a flash of inspiration: "It just so happens that Xiaomin can take pictures and design clothes." β
"How did you know I would design clothes, I would just cut clothes out of magazines." Park Hyo-min said a little shyly.
"Can't you learn, a long illness becomes a good doctor, we are already familiar with this routine of shooting, you think, in the future, our albums will be created by us from lyrics and songs to styling, how powerful." Park Ji-yeon also came to be interested.
"Okay, write me your words first." Park Hyo-min smiled and knocked Park Ji-yeon's head.
"Gee, you don't need inspiration to create." Park Ji-yeon covered her head and muttered.
When the girls in Tara were planning for the future, Wang Luo was also almost planned by Zoe, the torn jeans made Wang Luo feel as if he was not wearing pants, the jacket that exuded the smell of leather was also very awkward, and the shoes with a little heel on his feet for the first time made him a little stiff.
Wang Luo was uncomfortable, but Zoe was extremely satisfied, and after Wang Luo was tossed like a hanger for half an hour, Zoe nodded with satisfaction and signaled that he could rest for a while.
Wang Luo breathed a sigh of relief and went to the computer to look at the photo he had just taken.
Because Wang Luo didn't slap his face, Zoe brought him a mask to cover his face, but under the illumination of the light, his figure was more three-dimensional and exaggerated, and every muscle looming on his body was very beautiful.
Wang Luo knew that this was not only because of his own excellent conditions, but also because of the photographer's work, and he couldn't help but sigh at the magic of photography.
"Interested in this?" The main photographer was a bald, tall, thin white man who smiled politely, and asked with a smile as he watched Wang Luo fiddle with the camera lens.
"Just marvel at your art." Wang Luo smiled and complimented.
"It's not art, it's just technology." The photographer smiled and handed over the camera in his hand, "See what you can see?" β
"It seems to be able to see what the human eye sees." Wang Luo glanced at the camera and said with a smile.
"Nope." The photographer shook his head, "The understanding of the lens should be more specific." β
Wang Luo raised his eyebrows slightly.
"The world we exist in is a mixture of countless worlds, but the world in the lens is single and independent, which is the charm of the lens." The photographer smiled mysteriously, "If you are interested, we can discuss the charm of the lens in private." β
Wang Luo coughed, because the photographer's smile made him a little uncomfortable, "It's very attractive just by looking at it, so there's no need to discuss it." β
After Wang Luo said thank you for the kindness of the photographer, he found Zoe who was busy in a group of machines, "I said girl, how can you leave me alone in such a dangerous environment?" β
Zoe glanced at Wang Luo and smiled, "I'm not worried about my colleague losing a piece of meat." β
Wang Luo touched his chin and sighed, "Although I like the enthusiasm of such American girls, I really can't stand the enthusiasm of men." β
"It's actually normal in the United States, it's just that Asian men are too reserved about their expressions." Zoe shrugged.
"Actually, what I want to ask is, when are we going to finish?" Wang Luo touched his nose.
"Wait until I'm done taking a picture of your girlfriend." Zoe blinked, "If you have a problem, you can find another male model for you." β
"I'm idle." Wang Luo shrugged. (To be continued.) )