The editor’s gaze followed An Yi’s finger and landed on Li Yan.
Li Yan’s body trembled. What the hell was going on?
The editor-in-chief looked at her carefully. She had a pretty face and a classical beauty, but a model was not something anyone could be. Besides, Tomato is a well-known magazine. How can you just find an outsider to fill the numbers? And it’s an important role to play in partnership with Mr. Mo.
Noticing the hesitation on the editor-in-chief’s face, An Yi took the initiative and said, “I did the model for her yesterday. She definitely wouldn’t be inferior to any of your magazine’s models. More importantly …” He paused and looked at the watch on his wrist with his left hand. “I had an appointment at three. It’s now one-thirteen.”
Editor-in-Chief: “…”
The minute and second of the peace were money, and so was Mo Liguo. The chief editor could only nod his head in compromise, “Alright then. The clothes that we will be changing today are over there. You can help her by creating her model after you study it.”
“OK.”
Wait, wait, wait. Li Yan watched as An Yi walked towards the clothing area. She was roaring in her heart. Shouldn’t she ask for the opinion of her client?! And so they had happily decided what they were going to do.
“Heh,” Mo Xiang, who was beside him, suddenly sneered, and even An Yi’s departing figure stopped. “Did I agree?”
….
The editor-in-chief and An Yi looked over at the same time. Mo Xiang’s chin was slightly raised, and the sneer on the corner of her mouth hadn’t completely disappeared. The chief editor gulped and smiled cautiously, “Heavenly King Mo, she’s your assistant, right? We’ll pay her the appropriate amount of money.”
Pay? Li Yan’s eyes lit up. “A lot?”
Hearing her question, the editor proudly puffed out his chest. “Our magazine’s announcement fee is the most generous in the industry!”
“Then it’s decided!” Li Yan was jubilant as she ran along the road to the rich woman.
Mo Xiang: “…”
He stared up at Li Yan in silence.
Li Yan was under a lot of pressure from his stare. She smiled like the editor: “Hazel, save the world!”
Mo Xiang: “…”
It was clearly you who saw the money! Did he save so much money to keep the adonis or something?!
Take the silence of the hazel as acquiescence, the Li flippant to follow the Anyi away. When the chief editor saw that this urgent matter had finally been resolved, he let out a long sigh, “Um, Heavenly King Mo. Because he’s just doing the camouflage, there might be some more intimate actions later on.”
The Kaiser had very strict control over the artists, and Mo Xiang herself had never been too close to any female artist. Even if she was working, she had her own standards. He couldn’t help but worry whether or not Mo Tianxue would accept this.
Mo Zhen’s eyes moved a little. He had heard Tang Qiang mention this before. Originally, he had reservations about “lovers’ intimate actions”, but now, the model had been replaced by Li Yan … He wanted nothing more.
“It’s alright, I will try my best to cooperate.” Heavenly King Mo’s words were quite righteous.
The editor-in-chief’s eyes lit up, a hint of surprise flashing across his eyes. Who said that Heavenly King Mo was so cold? He was clearly so approachable!
The second time he had done this for Li Yan, An Yi was much more comfortable with his work. In just half an hour, he had created a stylish, classical beauty. Her hair was still in a big wave, but her makeup was much more elegant than yesterday’s. She looked fresh but not plain.
The editor-in-chief looked at Li Yan, who looked completely new. He had no choice but to admit that God An was a great god, and that the word ‘mage’ was well-deserved.
Mo Zhen also changed his clothes and seemed to be very satisfied with Li Yan’s current appearance. An Yi solved Li Yan, and then began to help Mo hazi to do the modelling. He was more familiar with Moriarty, and in less than ten minutes he was back at work. The lights in the studio came on. He looked down at his watch again. There was still time.
Li Yan was at a loss as she stood under the spotlight. She glanced at Mo Xiang and heard the photographer shout from the front, “Move closer and hug Heavenly King Mo’s waist.”
Li Yan: “…”
Isn’t it a good idea to be so stimulating from the start?
“He told you to hold me.”
Li Yan’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch. She moved two steps closer to Mo Xiang and stiffly placed her hands around his waist.
The photographer spoke again. “Look up at him and smile.”
….
He looked up and smiled. )
Mo Xiang held back her laughter until her chest was slightly trembling.
The photographer was finally dissatisfied. “You’re looking at your boyfriend now, not your form teacher!” “Relax, smile sweetly!”
Li Yan: “…”
The editor-in-chief covered his face. Sure enough, not being a professional would not make him moan.
Mo Xiang rubbed the top of Li Yan’s head and whispered in her ear: “Don’t be nervous, just look at me.”
As if bewitched by something, Li Yan raised her head and bumped into a pair of eyes that were as gentle as water. It was like a deep pool of water, as if she was completely immersed in it, sinking deeper and deeper into it.
The photographer quickly pressed the shutter button, but even the harsh flash couldn’t make Li Yan avert her gaze.
“Alright, change your position.” The photographer looked at the photo, then raised his head to Li Yan and said, “Sit on the chair over there. Heavenly King Mo kisses her hair.”
Li Yan: “…”
This photographer used to shoot small yellow films!
Obediently, he went to the chair and sat down. He leaned over slightly, placed one hand on the table, picked up the black hair on her chest with the other, and kissed it lightly.
Another wave of flashing lights filled the sky, causing Li Yan’s heart to beat wildly. Mo still kept kissing her hair, but Li Yan felt as if the kiss was not on her hair, but on the tip of her heart.
As expected of the Shadow King, even if it was just for a photo, he quickly brought Li Yan into the play. The editor-in-chief stood to the side, looking at Li Yan with a different light in his eyes. Her sense of foresight was excellent. At first, she was stiff from nervousness, but later on, her performance was pretty good.
When Lisa rushed over with the gauze on her forehead, she saw the scene of Mo Xiang affectionately holding Li Yan in her arms with the corner of her mouth slightly raised.
Frowning, Lisa walked over to her financial backer. “Ellen, who is that woman?”
Arlen glanced back at her, his lips curving into a cold smile. “Heavenly King Mo’s assistant.”
“Assistant?” Lisa couldn’t help but sneer, “Since when did the entrance to Tomato become so low?”
“She did a good job. I kind of wanted to sign her.” She was pretty and talented, and her works were taken by an intimate couple with Heavenly King Mo. Ellen was more and more intrigued.
Lisa looked at the expression on Ellen’s face and the corner of her mouth tightened. “Ellen, I’m fine. Now I can take my picture.”
Ellen looked at her a few times, amused, before her eyes settled on the gauze covering her forehead. “How’s your head?”
“Light injury, the doctor said he won’t leave a scar.” She took another look in the direction of the studio.
“Lisa, you missed the chance yourself. Wait until next time.” Lisa frowned. In the end, she didn’t argue with her and left the studio.
The filming of the magazine began at the end of the day. Li Yan had changed into a total of four sets of clothes, and An Yi had changed her makeup before that. She had already returned to the studio.
“There’s one last set of photos left.” The photographer seemed to be very happy, and he was almost smug towards Mo Qianni, “King Mo, can you kiss her forehead later?”
The last photo was of a couple in their pyjamas. They wouldn’t be able to say they were in pyjamas without a good night’s kiss.
However, the photographer immediately regretted his words. He was facing the Heavenly King Mo instead of some model that he could point out.
Unexpectedly, not only was Mo Xiang not angry, but after a moment of blankness, she gave him an “ok” gesture. The editor-in-chief stood to the side, his face written with the words “Happy Big Run”. One must know that Heavenly King Mo rarely had a kiss scene in movies, but now, he had taken a series of magazine photos and even gave them a kiss!
He felt he had to buy a ticket today.
Li Yan, somewhat embarrassed, sat on the floor covered with a blanket. Mo Xiang turned her head to look at her and said with a faint smile: “You only need to close your eyes and leave the rest to me.”
Li Yan: “…”
Damn, she was even more nervous!
The photographer adjusted the lens and held up his hand. Li Yan watched Mo Xiang’s face slowly enlarge in front of her, and shamelessly closed her eyes, almost burying her head into her chest.
Before Li Yan could react, a kiss had already landed on her lips. At this moment, even the photographer was stunned. The editor-in-chief stomped his foot forcefully, causing him to click on the shutter as if he had just woken up from a dream.
Li Yan felt that Heavenly King Mo was too amazing, he would always find an opportunity to play rogue openly.
The cameraman felt like he had made a killing today. Who knew how much money he would be able to earn from this shot! However, if he had the heart of a thief, he wouldn’t have the guts to do so. After all, he couldn’t afford to offend the Heavenly King Mo.
After about five seconds, Mo Xiang gently pulled away from Li Yan’s lips, but still didn’t let go of her chin. Li Yan slowly opened her eyes, and what entered her eyes was Mo Wei’s face that was just inches away from her.
The photographer was still working at the shutter, changing angles. Judging from his experience, the photos of those kisses couldn’t be published in magazines, so he decided to take the last shot.
After all the filming, the editor-in-chief came with his agent, Lellen. While Li Yan was still removing her makeup, Mo Xiang sat beside her and waited for her. The editor smiled at Li Yan and said, “I wonder if Miss Li is interested in flat models?”
Mo glanced up at him, who, oblivious, continued his lobbying: "This is the manager of our magazine, Elen, and she has famous models under her command. “I wonder if you’re interested in signing with us?”
Contract? Mo Zhen’s mouth couldn’t help but curl into a sneer. It wasn’t their turn to sign. “Editor-in-Chief Zhou, you signed her away. Are you going to be my assistant?”
Editor Zhou: “…”
[Previous Chapter] [Table of Contents] [Next Chapter] The haughty Heavenly King Mo.
The matter under the cold eyes of the Mo hazi quickly drew a full stop, the editor of the big handsome, how fast to go.
Shortly before seven o’clock, Mo took Li Yan out to find food. He glanced at Li Yan, who was sitting beside him, and couldn’t help but ask, “Are you in need of money?”
Li Yan was confused by the question. “No.”
No? Did you go to makeup without hearing the editor say you were paid?
“Then why did you work so hard to save the small treasury?” Mo Zhen frowned. He couldn’t really be planning to keep a pretty boy, right? Hur Hur.
“Because …” “I’m Taurus.”
Mo Xiang: “…”
Li Yan looked at him and remembered how he had scared the editor with a cold face. She asked, “Hazel, don’t you like it when I do this?”
“If you want to develop in the entertainment industry, I will praise you,” he said.
The editor’s gaze followed An Yi’s finger and landed on Li Yan.
Li Yan’s body trembled. What the hell was going on?
The editor-in-chief looked at her carefully. She had a pretty face and a classical beauty, but a model was not something anyone could be. Besides, Tomato is a well-known magazine. How can you just find an outsider to fill the numbers? And it’s an important role to play in partnership with Mr. Mo.
Noticing the hesitation on the editor-in-chief’s face, An Yi took the initiative and said, “I did the model for her yesterday. She definitely wouldn’t be inferior to any of your magazine’s models. More importantly …” He paused and looked at the watch on his wrist with his left hand. “I had an appointment at three. It’s now one-thirteen.”
Editor-in-Chief: “…”
The minute and second of the peace were money, and so was Mo Liguo. The chief editor could only nod his head in compromise, “Alright then. The clothes that we will be changing today are over there. You can help her by creating her model after you study it.”
“OK.”
Wait, wait, wait. Li Yan watched as An Yi walked towards the clothing area. She was roaring in her heart. Shouldn’t she ask for the opinion of her client?! And so they had happily decided what they were going to do.
“Heh,” Mo Xiang, who was beside him, suddenly sneered, and even An Yi’s departing figure stopped. “Did I agree?”
….
The editor-in-chief and An Yi looked over at the same time. Mo Xiang’s chin was slightly raised, and the sneer on the corner of her mouth hadn’t completely disappeared. The chief editor gulped and smiled cautiously, “Heavenly King Mo, she’s your assistant, right? We’ll pay her the appropriate amount of money.”
Pay? Li Yan’s eyes lit up. “A lot?”
Hearing her question, the editor proudly puffed out his chest. “Our magazine’s announcement fee is the most generous in the industry!”
“Then it’s decided!” Li Yan was jubilant as she ran along the road to the rich woman.
Mo Xiang: “…”
He stared up at Li Yan in silence.
Li Yan was under a lot of pressure from his stare. She smiled like the editor: “Hazel, save the world!”
Mo Xiang: “…”
It was clearly you who saw the money! Did he save so much money to keep the adonis or something?!
Take the silence of the hazel as acquiescence, the Li flippant to follow the Anyi away. When the chief editor saw that this urgent matter had finally been resolved, he let out a long sigh, “Um, Heavenly King Mo. Because he’s just doing the camouflage, there might be some more intimate actions later on.”
The Kaiser had very strict control over the artists, and Mo Xiang herself had never been too close to any female artist. Even if she was working, she had her own standards. He couldn’t help but worry whether or not Mo Tianxue would accept this.
Mo Zhen’s eyes moved a little. He had heard Tang Qiang mention this before. Originally, he had reservations about “lovers’ intimate actions”, but now, the model had been replaced by Li Yan … He wanted nothing more.
“It’s alright, I will try my best to cooperate.” Heavenly King Mo’s words were quite righteous.
The editor-in-chief’s eyes lit up, a hint of surprise flashing across his eyes. Who said that Heavenly King Mo was so cold? He was clearly so approachable!
The second time he had done this for Li Yan, An Yi was much more comfortable with his work. In just half an hour, he had created a stylish, classical beauty. Her hair was still in a big wave, but her makeup was much more elegant than yesterday’s. She looked fresh but not plain.
The editor-in-chief looked at Li Yan, who looked completely new. He had no choice but to admit that God An was a great god, and that the word ‘mage’ was well-deserved.
Mo Zhen also changed his clothes and seemed to be very satisfied with Li Yan’s current appearance. An Yi solved Li Yan, and then began to help Mo hazi to do the modelling. He was more familiar with Moriarty, and in less than ten minutes he was back at work. The lights in the studio came on. He looked down at his watch again. There was still time.
Li Yan was at a loss as she stood under the spotlight. She glanced at Mo Xiang and heard the photographer shout from the front, “Move closer and hug Heavenly King Mo’s waist.”
Li Yan: “…”
Isn’t it a good idea to be so stimulating from the start?
“He told you to hold me.”
Li Yan’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch. She moved two steps closer to Mo Xiang and stiffly placed her hands around his waist.
The photographer spoke again. “Look up at him and smile.”
….
He looked up and smiled. )
Mo Xiang held back her laughter until her chest was slightly trembling.
The photographer was finally dissatisfied. “You’re looking at your boyfriend now, not your form teacher!” “Relax, smile sweetly!”
Li Yan: “…”
The editor-in-chief covered his face. Sure enough, not being a professional would not make him moan.
Mo Xiang rubbed the top of Li Yan’s head and whispered in her ear: “Don’t be nervous, just look at me.”
As if bewitched by something, Li Yan raised her head and bumped into a pair of eyes that were as gentle as water. It was like a deep pool of water, as if she was completely immersed in it, sinking deeper and deeper into it.
The photographer quickly pressed the shutter button, but even the harsh flash couldn’t make Li Yan avert her gaze.
“Alright, change your position.” The photographer looked at the photo, then raised his head to Li Yan and said, “Sit on the chair over there. Heavenly King Mo kisses her hair.”
Li Yan: “…”
This photographer used to shoot small yellow films!
Obediently, he went to the chair and sat down. He leaned over slightly, placed one hand on the table, picked up the black hair on her chest with the other, and kissed it lightly.
Another wave of flashing lights filled the sky, causing Li Yan’s heart to beat wildly. Mo still kept kissing her hair, but Li Yan felt as if the kiss was not on her hair, but on the tip of her heart.
As expected of the Shadow King, even if it was just for a photo, he quickly brought Li Yan into the play. The editor-in-chief stood to the side, looking at Li Yan with a different light in his eyes. Her sense of foresight was excellent. At first, she was stiff from nervousness, but later on, her performance was pretty good.
When Lisa rushed over with the gauze on her forehead, she saw the scene of Mo Xiang affectionately holding Li Yan in her arms with the corner of her mouth slightly raised.
Frowning, Lisa walked over to her financial backer. “Ellen, who is that woman?”
Arlen glanced back at her, his lips curving into a cold smile. “Heavenly King Mo’s assistant.”
“Assistant?” Lisa couldn’t help but sneer, “Since when did the entrance to Tomato become so low?”
“She did a good job. I kind of wanted to sign her.” She was pretty and talented, and her works were taken by an intimate couple with Heavenly King Mo. Ellen was more and more intrigued.
Lisa looked at the expression on Ellen’s face and the corner of her mouth tightened. “Ellen, I’m fine. Now I can take my picture.”
Ellen looked at her a few times, amused, before her eyes settled on the gauze covering her forehead. “How’s your head?”
“Light injury, the doctor said he won’t leave a scar.” She took another look in the direction of the studio.
“Lisa, you missed the chance yourself. Wait until next time.” Lisa frowned. In the end, she didn’t argue with her and left the studio.
The filming of the magazine began at the end of the day. Li Yan had changed into a total of four sets of clothes, and An Yi had changed her makeup before that. She had already returned to the studio.
“There’s one last set of photos left.” The photographer seemed to be very happy, and he was almost smug towards Mo Qianni, “King Mo, can you kiss her forehead later?”
The last photo was of a couple in their pyjamas. They wouldn’t be able to say they were in pyjamas without a good night’s kiss.
However, the photographer immediately regretted his words. He was facing the Heavenly King Mo instead of some model that he could point out.
Unexpectedly, not only was Mo Xiang not angry, but after a moment of blankness, she gave him an “ok” gesture. The editor-in-chief stood to the side, his face written with the words “Happy Big Run”. One must know that Heavenly King Mo rarely had a kiss scene in movies, but now, he had taken a series of magazine photos and even gave them a kiss!
He felt he had to buy a ticket today.
Li Yan, somewhat embarrassed, sat on the floor covered with a blanket. Mo Xiang turned her head to look at her and said with a faint smile: “You only need to close your eyes and leave the rest to me.”
Li Yan: “…”
Damn, she was even more nervous!
The photographer adjusted the lens and held up his hand. Li Yan watched Mo Xiang’s face slowly enlarge in front of her, and shamelessly closed her eyes, almost burying her head into her chest.
Before Li Yan could react, a kiss had already landed on her lips. At this moment, even the photographer was stunned. The editor-in-chief stomped his foot forcefully, causing him to click on the shutter as if he had just woken up from a dream.
Li Yan felt that Heavenly King Mo was too amazing, he would always find an opportunity to play rogue openly.
The cameraman felt like he had made a killing today. Who knew how much money he would be able to earn from this shot! However, if he had the heart of a thief, he wouldn’t have the guts to do so. After all, he couldn’t afford to offend the Heavenly King Mo.
After about five seconds, Mo Xiang gently pulled away from Li Yan’s lips, but still didn’t let go of her chin. Li Yan slowly opened her eyes, and what entered her eyes was Mo Wei’s face that was just inches away from her.
The photographer was still working at the shutter, changing angles. Judging from his experience, the photos of those kisses couldn’t be published in magazines, so he decided to take the last shot.
After all the filming, the editor-in-chief came with his agent, Lellen. While Li Yan was still removing her makeup, Mo Xiang sat beside her and waited for her. The editor smiled at Li Yan and said, “I wonder if Miss Li is interested in flat models?”
Mo glanced up at him, who, oblivious, continued his lobbying: "This is the manager of our magazine, Elen, and she has famous models under her command. “I wonder if you’re interested in signing with us?”
Contract? Mo Zhen’s mouth couldn’t help but curl into a sneer. It wasn’t their turn to sign. “Editor-in-Chief Zhou, you signed her away. Are you going to be my assistant?”
Editor Zhou: “…”
[Previous Chapter] [Table of Contents] [Next Chapter] The haughty Heavenly King Mo.
The matter under the cold eyes of the Mo hazi quickly drew a full stop, the editor of the big handsome, how fast to go.
Shortly before seven o’clock, Mo took Li Yan out to find food. He glanced at Li Yan, who was sitting beside him, and couldn’t help but ask, “Are you in need of money?”
Li Yan was confused by the question. “No.”
No? Did you go to makeup without hearing the editor say you were paid?
“Then why did you work so hard to save the small treasury?” Mo Zhen frowned. He couldn’t really be planning to keep a pretty boy, right? Hur Hur.
“Because …” “I’m Taurus.”
Mo Xiang: “…”
Li Yan looked at him and remembered how he had scared the editor with a cold face. She asked, “Hazel, don’t you like it when I do this?”
“If you want to develop in the entertainment industry, I will praise you,” he said.
