man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 214 [213] Shooting (33)

The curtains in the scene were pulled down, and the background and props were replaced. In just a few minutes, a hut that was just a scene of a research room has become a bedroom of a wealthy family with a dim night outside the window and an ambiguous atmosphere.

On the big bed that looks like Simmons on the outside, but the bottom board is actually made of cheap paper products.

At this time, Shiina Iori had already changed into a pair of pitch-black suit trousers. The upper body was a white long-sleeved shirt that was deliberately wrinkled and all the buttons were torn open. arm.

When he arrived, he had a somewhat messy hairstyle that had been well-styled. With the pair of gold-rimmed glasses exclusive to gentle scum, one could tell that he was a yuppie-style domineering president.

In the arena, many female members of other teams turned their heads in this direction frequently.

His eyes seemed to be fixed on him, looking sticky.

Even many men couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration from the bottom of their hearts.

Pooh!
With such a good-looking appearance, he must have scummed many women!
Aiba Chiho, on the other hand, was like a stripped lamb, curled up on the paper bed timidly, with a mixed expression of horror and confusion.

A suspender of the dress slipped down the snow-white shoulders.

Look weak and helpless.

Shiina Iori leaned on the wall at the head of her bed with one hand, keeping a kneeling posture parallel to Chiho, and lifted her hair with the other hand.

The two maintained this movement, their eyes facing each other.

Chiho pursed her lips nervously.

His throat moved with difficulty.

The camera crew next to it finally called out.

"Act [-]! Lines!"

The middle-aged performer (associate director) who was sitting on a small bench yelled something with a small horn, and then stopped immediately.

The radio microphone raised high above the prop cabin.

Shiina Iori inhaled lightly through her mouth and nose, keeping the distance between the two of them, tilting her head slightly, her eyes glistening with evil.

With a very natural expression:
"Why don't you listen?"

"Do you have to eat every inch of your body to prove my words?"

"What's your relationship with that guy?"

"On your body, there can only be my smell."

"If you want to escape, run as hard as you can, no matter how far you are, I will find a way to catch you back."

"Don't worry, it will be very light when I tie it."

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Sentence after sentence, the voice gently recited the lines in line with the changes in expression.

All the lines are scrambled.

Because Shiina Iori is associated with a coquettish vampire boyfriend, so from the moment he started to read the lines, he kept a sick and evil indifferent smile.

There seemed to be a strange light shining in the eyes under a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

Expression, demeanor, momentum.

All in place.

It's like a beast that has been using a gentle appearance as a camouflage suddenly peels off its skin.

Even if the movements didn't change at all, and the requirements of supervision and performance were maintained, the changes in expression and tone alone caused the surrounding people to stare sideways.

The middle-aged female audio supervisor who was wearing earphones kept patting her thigh vigorously while covering the earphones.

【Acting +1】

[Acting: 50 (Expert)]

The actresses and female photographers who used to turn their heads frequently, now they can't even take care of the preparation work, and many of them come to the side to watch.

Shiina Iori, on the other hand, didn't even notice the system prompts, and just maintained her state according to her own and general imagination.

On the contrary, Aiba Chiho, who was pressed under him, twisted slightly.

It may not feel like watching from a distance, but Chiho Aiba, who is on the scene, seems to have really become the female player who is being targeted by the SSR vampire hero in the plot.

The cold gaze like a snake slowly slid over his body.

Even the body couldn't stop shaking.

But there was an inexplicable sense of excitement.

This feeling was not relieved until Shiina Iori looked away.

Breathing can't help but become a little rough.

After waiting for a while.

Shiina Iori turned his head inexplicably, and looked at the camera crew who kept taking pictures and videos of him.

He read his lines twice back and forth.

Why hasn't anyone shouted to stop?
After reading it for the third time, he couldn't help but turned around and shouted: "Yong Yuansang! Are you still okay?"

Hearing this, Aiba Chiho also suddenly reacted.

His throat moved with difficulty.

His face was faintly red.

Like a small fish that suddenly fell from the water to the ground.

He gasped for breath.

"what?"

Yongyuan was stunned for a moment as if he had just woken up from a dream, and immediately reacted, turning his head and looking at the sound supervisor next to him.

Unanimously nodded.

Yongyuan performed with a small trumpet: "Sakurai-san, please repeat the No. 12 to No. 17 lines just now! Use a more sinister feeling."

"Yes."

It wasn't until the lines were read three times in a row that the scene finally passed.

"Card!"

Aiba Chiho was the first to jump up from the bed when Yong Yuan called out the end of the scene.

At this time, her face was really flushed, her hair was wet with sweat, and even her snow-white neck was glowing red like a fire.

Chiho covered her small face with her hands, as if she wanted to cover her rising body temperature with her hands.

Heart beating wildly.

She couldn't stop taking deep breaths, but she couldn't calm down.

Iori is too astringent!

Obviously playing a very evil character, how could it give people such a feeling?
Aiba Chiho pursed her mouth, fanned her head with her hands, and tightly closed her legs.

However, before she could rest for a long time, Yongyuan's performance began to greet the next scene.

"Everyone is in your place!"

"start!"

This time, Shiina Iori's gesture was to hold Chiho, who is the heroine, tightly in her arms, in an ambiguous gesture around her neck.

The warm clothes of the two were clinging tightly together, and Aiba Chiho's body stiffened like a little squirrel being targeted by a natural enemy, like a frozen stone.

However, when he felt the slight and warm breath from the neck, he couldn't help but began to soften.

Shiina Iori's evil voice rang in her ears again.

"Obviously a resisting expression, but the smell is surprisingly good."

"Do you want to feel my temperature too?"

"If it's now, your blood should be warm, right?"

"I remember the smell."

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Obviously, every word made people feel so ashamed that they wanted to find a gap in the bed, but as long as she was held in Iori's arms, Aiba Chiho felt like her whole body was going limp uncontrollably.

However, this is an action that unexpectedly meets the supervision requirements.

Listening to Shiina Iori's lines, Aiba Chiho lay on the bed, limp as if she had given up struggling, and her soul flew into the sky.

Random thoughts in my mind.

Iori, he can't smell my sweat, can he?

With him around, it feels like there is really nothing to do.

Will my expression be weird now?
But Iori's expression just now was also very astringent, so it should be considered even, right?

Speaking of which, why does Iori feel particularly skilled when he talks about love?
Sure enough, is practice makes perfect?
Thinking about it, Aiba Chiho suddenly remembered that that night at the beach a few days ago, Iori went to another girl's room for a 'massage' in the middle of the night.

Obviously there was no reaction when I saw it on the spot.

But thinking about it now, for some reason, Chiho felt a little bit sour in his mouth.

But only a little bit.

In her wild thoughts, Aiba Chiho just let Iori play around with her.

Anyway, she just needs to lie flat, and there are no lines.

I don't know how long it took before I heard Yongyuan's performance finally yell out the last cry.

"Card!"

"Okay, everyone call it a day!"

　The third update~
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(End of this chapter)