Huayu: Starting from an Unemployed Male Model

Chapter 107 Typhoon Night, Time to Eat (Part 2)

When the four returned to the guesthouse, they were soaked to the bone.

Most of the cast and crew of "Someday or One Day" stayed in hotels, while only a few of the main actors stayed in guesthouses. It was Chen Duling who suggested staying in guesthouses. She said that since they were there, they should stay in guesthouses. Hotels are available everywhere, but guesthouses are rare in the local area.

Originally, Cheng Xiao wasn't qualified to stay in the guesthouse with the main actors, but Wei Jun saw that she was a girl who had traveled a long way to film, so he let her stay in the guesthouse so that everyone could take care of her.

Wei Jun went to the cabinet and took out four new white towels, handing three to the three women so they could wipe the water off their bodies.

As the four were wiping themselves off from the rain, they looked down and noticed something amiss: their white shirts were too thin, and the rain had made their underwear visible underneath.

Yang Chaoyue's is black, Chen Duling's is pink, Cheng Xiao's is purple, and Wei Jun's is flesh-colored, showing off his brain muscles.

Wei Jun also noticed this situation. He looked up at the three women's clothes and was immediately "dazzled" by the various colors of bras.

Cheng Xiao's was the biggest, bulging out. When she wore a white shirt, you could see its full shape through the gaps between the buttons; one hand definitely couldn't cover it.

Yang Chaoyue's is just right, visually upright and rounded, and should be able to be held in one hand.

Chen Duling, well, let's just look at her face, but her waist is quite nice.

Wei Jun grinned mischievously; in this wet situation, whoever has smaller breasts is the one who feels embarrassed.

Chen Duling also noticed this situation. Looking at the figures of her two best friends, she was really envious. They were both girls, but how did they grow up like that? No, I have to drink more papaya milk to supplement my figure.

Upon hearing Wei Jun's wicked laughter, the three women shouted, "Don't look!"

The three of them wrapped towels around their chests and glared fiercely at Wei Jun.

"Did you design this outfit on purpose?" Chen Duling glared at her.

Wei Jun shrugged: "How was I supposed to know this would happen? Even if you weren't looking, I was still showing skin, wasn't I?"

He genuinely didn't know this would happen. The original design of the thin white shirt was because he was worried about the heat in Xiamen, and he hadn't considered other factors.

Chen Duling and the other two silently watched Wei Jun, who was soaking wet. His muscles were well-defined, his abs were firm and strong, and his lines were smooth. The three of them secretly swallowed their saliva. Wei Jun was just as attractive to women when he was wet.

"What are you all looking at? I told you I couldn't look at you, but you're secretly looking at me. Have you no shame? You hypocrites!"

Wei Jun copied them by wrapping a towel around his chest.

Yang Chaoyue pouted: "Boss, you're a man, you don't usually wear clothes, what's wrong with taking a look now?"

"Exactly," Chen Duling agreed.

Cheng Xiao hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Yang Chaoyue, are you trying to rebel?" Wei Jun threw away the towel in his hand, preparing to grab Yang Chaoyue and give her a spanking.

Little did they know, Yang Chaoyue was prepared. She threw the white towel in her hand onto Wei Jun's head, and then shouted to the other two, "Run!" After saying that, Yang Chaoyue ran upstairs and hid.

Chen Duling and Cheng Xiao immediately reacted, throwing towels at Wei Jun's head as well, then turned and ran upstairs.

Wei Jun took off the towel from his body and looked at the three women running away. He was speechless. Am I that scary?

Then let me show you what I'm truly terrifying about.

Wei Jun turned around, went to the door, and closed it.

He climbed the stairs step by step, calling out as he went, "I'm here! Where are you hiding?"

The three women, who were hiding in various places, were trembling with fear.

The guesthouse has four floors, with about three or four rooms on each floor. Wei Jun searched each room one by one, looking in every nook and cranny: behind the door, under the bed, behind the curtains, in the wardrobe...

The first one, the second one...

Finding nothing on the second floor, Wei Jun continued upwards to the third floor and continued his search.

There was none in the first room, but there was in the second room too. It turned out they were secretly hiding behind the door.

As Wei Jun opened the door and stepped into the second room, he was looking around when Yang Chaoyue suddenly darted out from behind the door, trying to escape.

With quick reflexes, Wei Jun grabbed Yang Chaoyue's slender waist and lifted her upright. He used a trick he used as a child, a "little punishment" or playful action he used when playing pranks: "crawl through her back."

He pressed his chin against Yang Chaoyue's coccyx and rubbed it hard. Yang Chaoyue's back instantly felt sore and numb, and she involuntarily curled up into a ball, just like a fully cooked lobster.

"Boss, I was wrong, please let me go," Yang Chaoyue pleaded desperately.

Wei Jun held her on the bed, placed the curled-up Yang Chaoyue on his lap, pressed her down, and slapped "August 15th" a few times.

Yang Chaoyue struggled, and Wei Jun felt a springy touch on his leg, like touching a smooth, elastic pudding.

"If you want to let me go, fine, give me a dance." Wei Jun chuckled.

"I can't dance," Yang Chaoyue refused.

When Wei Jun saw that she refused, he hit her again: "I wonder who secretly learned to dance from a female internet celebrity on Douyin."

Yang Chaoyue often imitates the dances of dance bloggers from Yue Dong Times, a company under Wei Jun's MCM. Sometimes she imitates "Dance Student Five-in-One Kill", but eventually, because it is too difficult, she switches to other simpler dances, such as the cute cat dance.

"If I jump, will you let me go?" Yang Chaoyue compromised.

"Your boss keeps his word. When has he ever lied to you?" Wei Jun straightened Yang Chaoyue, letting her straddle his lap.

Yang Chaoyue cushioned herself on Wei Jun's lap, got up, stood on the bed, and faced Wei Jun.

Wei Jun moved a chair over, sat down, crossed his legs, and slowly enjoyed the performance that was about to begin.

Yang Chaoyue placed her right hand on the back of her left hand, crossed her hands and stretched them out in front of her with her palms facing down. She leaned forward, stuck out her buttocks, and started to wiggle. She didn't dare to look at Wei Jun and felt very shy.

Wei Jun watched her performance patiently. Her wet white shirt, with the neckline open, revealed a black patterned bra, mysterious and alluring. The gray pleated skirt she wore bounced up and down with her dance. When she twirled, the gray pleated skirt looked like a spinning flower, lively and youthful.

The rain stains on her thighs weren't completely dry yet, and the raindrops clinging to her skin had a unique allure.

Wei Jun sighed inwardly, thinking how much Chaoyue had grown up.

Yang Chaoyue turned to face Wei Jun, her left hand on top and her right hand on the bottom, slightly clenched, pretending to be a cat licking her hands. Then, facing Wei Jun directly, she placed her hands above her head and began to twist her hips from side to side.

After jumping for a while, Yang Chaoyue collapsed from exhaustion, kneeling on the bed with her legs spread wide, panting, "Boss, are you done?"

Wei Jun snapped his fingers, stood up, leaned close to Yang Chaoyue, wrapped his arms around her waist, and kissed her.

"Ugh..." Yang Chaoyue struggled.

Wei Jun tasted it a few times before letting go of her, giving her a gentle squeeze. As he left, he said, "Your boss said he'd let you go, so he will. By the way, you can eat pineapple next time."

Yang Chaoyue's breath tasted like watermelon. He had been eating watermelon frequently these past few days, and he strongly suspected that she had eaten a watermelon while hiding upstairs. What a little glutton!

"Boss, this is my first kiss, you have to give it back to me." Yang Chaoyue's cute voice came from behind.

Wei Jun waved his hand behind him and ignored her, continuing to search for the next person.

Yang Chaoyue rolled around on the bed in anger for a long time before finally stopping, touching her lips and recalling the touch and taste from before.

There was no one in the third room on the third floor, so he went to the fourth room, pushed open the door, and searched around like a radar. Soon he noticed something strange about the curtains.

Wei Jun looked down and saw a pair of jade-like feet with distinct joints, smooth surfaces without dead skin, and no nail polish. The second toe was longer than the big toe.

Greek footwork.

It should be Chen Duling. Among the three girls, Chen Duling has the most beautiful feet. This is not only due to her natural features, but also because of her good maintenance. She usually uses skin care products to take care of her feet and often cleans the dirt off them. She is exceptionally clean.

He noticed that Chen Duling was rubbing her feet together, and the backs of her feet were slowly turning red, probably because her feet were itchy.

Wei Jun pretended not to notice the unusual curtains and shouted into the air, "Not here, go to the next room."

He then deliberately made a sound as if he was about to leave, stomping his feet in place, making a "tap tap tap" sound, then slammed the door shut. He then moved a chair over and placed it behind the door, sat down, and prepared to wait for the play to begin.

Upon hearing Wei Jun leave, Chen Duling couldn't help but squat down and scratch the back of her foot. After relieving the itching, she stood up, drew back the curtains, and looked towards the door.

"Ah!" Chen Duling exclaimed in surprise, "Wei Jun, why haven't you left yet?"

Wei Jun slapped his hands together, then opened them to the sides: "Surprised to see me? Unexpected, aren't you?"

"Only shock, no joy," Chen Duling spat. "You're a grown man, yet you lie to a young woman. Shameless."

Wei Jun nodded, glancing at her pink bra with a strange look in his eyes: "It is indeed small, suitable for landing an airplane."

Chen Duling was stunned for a moment, then realized that he was talking about her being small, and instantly her "anger level" was maxed out. She rushed forward with a lot of babbling.

Wei Jun stood up, stretched out his right hand, and pressed down on Chen Duling's head to prevent her from getting close. Chen Duling waved her hands, but seeing that she still couldn't hit Wei Jun, she rolled her eyes and changed her approach. She grabbed Wei Jun's hands with both hands and bit them.

"Chen Duling, I think you were born in the Year of the Dog. Being born in the Year of the Rooster is really unfair to you." Wei Jun, in pain, approached Chen Duling, reached out his left hand, went around to her back, and slapped her butt hard.

"Smack!" Chen Duling immediately loosened her teeth, covered her buttocks, and backed away.

"Waaaaah, I was wrong." Chen Duling started to play the victim.

"Now you know you were wrong?" Wei Jun approached her step by step, trying to scare her.

Terrified, Chen Duling shrank back on the bed, constantly shifting her weight until she was pressed against the headboard before finally speaking, "Can you please let me go?"

"Fine," Wei Jun said, crossing his arms. "Show me a talent and I'll let you go."

"Really?" Chen Duling's eyes lit up.

Wei Jun nodded: "I'm not lying to you."

"You said you wouldn't go back on your word," Chen Duling said, pushing herself up on the bed and moving forward a little. "Then I'll sing a song."

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star~~"

"No, let's change it." Wei Jun shook his head.

"We've all tried to think about the future~" Chen Duling changed to the song "Falling in Vain".

"Change it again."

"Are you ever going to stop?" Chen Duling said, hands on her hips. "Are you kidding me?"

"If I'm listening to music, I'll definitely choose the ones I like," Wei Jun said, crossing his arms.

"Fine, fine," Chen Duling glared at Wei Jun, "then let's change it."

"Take everything you want, and turn the memories into nothingness~" Chen Duling sang a song from Wei Jun's new album.

"Change it," Wei Jun said succinctly.

"You don't even like listening to your own songs?" Chen Duling suspected that Wei Jun was playing a trick on her.

"I'm tired of hearing it." Wei Jun was telling the truth; for a while in his previous life, this song was the background music for short videos on Douyin.

"Okay, okay."

After several attempts, Chen Duling was on the verge of collapse. She gave up struggling, lay face down on the bed, stuck her butt out, facing Wei Jun, and looked back at him: "Take pictures if you want."

After saying that, Chen Duling buried her face in the quilt like an ostrich.

Wei Jun looked at the little bottom covered by safety shorts, the fair and slender legs, and the cute little feet. The way she was sticking her head out was really arousing.

Sure enough, if her feet were beautiful, her thighs wouldn't be much less so. Wei Jun could feel the smoothness of her thighs without even touching them.

"Hurry up," Chen Duling urged.

"Here I come." Wei Jun raised his hand.

Upon hearing this, Chen Duling closed her eyes, gripped the blanket tightly with both hands, and tensed her body. The results of her recent workout were evident: smooth lines, perfect curves, and firm thighs.

The expected pain and itching did not come; instead, there was a gentle touch.

Chen Duling opened her eyes, felt the warmth coming from her buttocks, turned her head in confusion, and saw Wei Jun smiling.

"Okay," Wei Jun patted him lightly, "I was just kidding. Get up and give me a shoulder massage."

"Oh," Chen Duling obediently stood up, and seeing Wei Jun taking off his shirt, she called out, "What are you doing?"

"Your clothes are wet, it's uncomfortable to press on them," Wei Jun ignored her and lay down on the bed, shouting at Chen Duling who was still in a daze, "Sit on top of me, what are you standing there for?"

Chen Duling straddled Wei Jun's waist, placed her hands on Wei Jun's shoulders, and gently massaged them.

"Hit harder, didn't you eat?" Wei Jun reached out and patted her thigh.

Chen Duling quickly used all her strength to press down hard.

"That's right," Wei Jun praised.

As Chen Duling massaged, she carefully felt the muscles on Wei Jun's back. The muscles were healthy in color and firm in texture, and she could feel the strength inside when she massaged them.

It felt so good. Chen Duling stared intently at the muscles on Wei Jun's back as she massaged them. A drop of saliva slid from her lips and fell onto Wei Jun's back.

"Why does it feel so cold?" Wei Jun felt something strange on his back. "You don't hate me so much that you spit on me, do you?"

"What are you saying? I'm not as rude as you," Chen Duling quickly wiped her mouth. "It was just rainwater dripping from my clothes onto you."

"Okay," Wei Jun said, unsuspecting, and patted her thigh again, "let's change seats."

Chen Duling stood up, twisting her aching wrist.

Wei Jun turned over and looked up at Chen Duling: "Continue."

Chen Duling sat down, not daring to look at Wei Jun, always turning her head to the side. Because she lacked accuracy, her fingers often pressed the wrong spots.

"Where did you press?" Wei Jun pinched her thigh. "Give me a massage on my arm."

Chen Duling lifted Wei Jun's arm and slowly pressed it. She felt that Wei Jun's arm felt better than his shoulder; it was firm and fleshy, and pressing it didn't make her feel sore.

"You're poking me." Chen Duling suddenly spoke, her face turning as red as if it were about to bleed.

"I'm a normal person, this is normal, don't overthink it," Wei Jun said shamelessly, showing no embarrassment whatsoever. "Give me a massage on my thighs."

"Mmm." Chen Duling slowly rotated her position, leaned down and pressed her thigh against Wei Jun's. At this moment, Wei Jun's perspective was simply unbeatable: a snow-white waist, a slightly upturned buttock, sexy and cute feet... Wei Jun couldn't help but reach out and hook Chen Duling's feet, squeezing them a few times.

"No." Chen Duling's body trembled slightly, and her voice was weak.

Wei Jun's spirits lifted as he unexpectedly discovered Chen Duling's sensitive spot. No wonder she was so protective of her feet; now he understood.

Wei Jun continued to play with her, and Chen Duling's reaction became more and more intense. Her body slowly curled up and turned red, and she couldn't help but lie on Wei Jun's lap.

Wei Jun sat up, hugged Chen Duling from behind, and nimbly flipped her around for a while before placing her on the bed.

rustling.

Wei Jun looked down at Chen Duling, whose body was sticky and she was breathing heavily. Wei Jun pressed himself against her.

"Be gentle, I'm afraid of pain." Chen Duling closed her eyes.

"I will."

"Ah!" Chen Duling exclaimed in surprise, feeling dizzy and as if her soul had left her body.

"hot...

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[The system has detected deep contact between the host and Chen Duling.]

Successfully obtained "Fairy Beauty and Demonic Charm"

[Immortal Beauty and Demonic Charm: When the host plays an immortal in a fantasy drama, their temperament will be otherworldly, elegant, and beautiful. When playing a demon, they will be domineering, cold, and wickedly charming.]

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