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The voice of the lazy and sexy male singer echoed in the hotel room, breaking the dry and weird atmosphere between the two, and slowly becoming charming.

"Okay, come here." Wan Qiao suppressed the inexplicable sourness in his heart, and leaned against a log cabinet with a reluctant look: "I'm really out of my mind to agree to act in this kind of play."

It was only then that Wu Ye realized that Wan Qiao was also unwilling, and that everything was for the sake of art, so he forced himself.

If this is the case, how can Wu Ye let go and kiss a person who resists this from the bottom of his heart.

"If you really don't like this scene..." Wu Ye was stared at before he finished speaking.

The other party cut off his nonsense viciously, and shouted angrily: "Let's start, don't waste my time."

What a strange person, maybe this is an artist, Wu Ye felt that it was impossible for him to understand the minds of artists in his life.

He didn't say anything more, but adjusted his mood a little, showing a...well, an expression that could be called affectionate.

The 'he' at this moment had drunk some wine, his eyes were clear and gentle, and the end of his eyes was slightly red.

The corners of the sexy lips were slightly raised, forming an arc that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

This man is so photogenic, born with a face suitable for broadcasting on the big screen.

Wan Qiao held his breath and waited. After a few seconds, the man who was brewing up his emotions approached, and put his hands on the log table in an enveloping posture.

It was such a clear breath again, Wan Qiao felt his heart beating like a drum when he got close, creating a mood of anticipation and fear.

When the breath finally intertwined, both sides closed their eyes in unison.

Seems a lot more natural than before?

It seems that the lingering English songs still played a certain role.

The man, driven by alcohol, tightly hugged the young man he had liked for many years, and his fierce posture made the slightly drunk doctor overwhelmed.

The cabinet moved slightly on the ground, making a subtle sound like the soundtrack to help out, blowing the horn for this masculine and enthusiastic tug-of-war.

At this point, the two have forgotten how the script is written, and everything is carried out according to their own instincts, there is no longer any process and control, and they don't know when to stop.

That trace of imperceptible sourness has long been forgotten by the master in the corner between you and me, because what is gone is always gone, and I am warm, alive, breathing, and able to hug and kiss the person in front of me.

The battlefield was moved from the log cabinet to another suitable place. The moment he fell down, his mind cleared up a little, but he was attacked again soon.

How to describe such contact, it is not too much to use all the beautiful words to describe it, Wan Qiao thinks so at this moment.

But he didn't know what the other person thought, whether he was used to such intimacy...

If it is so what!

At this moment, it's not just him who is passive, the man in control of everything follows the inertia and leads the partner he is not very familiar with, from a timid working state to a complete dating state.

It seemed as if they could go to Yunyu together in the next second.

But this is not right.

"Let's stop for a while." Wu Ye said in a suppressed low voice. If he got on base out of nowhere, he would despise himself extremely.

The warm man left for a while, but the warm atmosphere is still lingering. Wan Qiao is breathing desperately with one arm on his pillow like a fish lacking oxygen.

After the oxygen came back, my mind gradually became clear. What happened to me just now made me reluctant to leave with my own body temperature.

Although consciousness came back, my mind was still in a state of confusion.

"Are you okay?" Wu Ye was in the same mood.

"Finally stopped using honorifics to me." Wan Qiao murmured looking at the ceiling, and then replied in a panic, "I'm fine, just kissing, and I didn't do anything."

That's right, Wu Ye was immersed in the lingering fear that he almost lost control just now, and he didn't have the heart to capture those details: "Cough." He pressed his finger against his lip and coughed lightly.

Do you want to ask whether the other party's enthusiasm just now is a role-playing need, or an instinctive reaction.

"Go back, we'll be here today." The actor with a bit messy hair, relying on himself as a senior, coldly chased away the guests: "I'm going to rest."

"But..." The newcomer, who was one year younger than him, stared at those brightly colored lips and swallowed, "I want to ask a question."

"Let's talk." Wan Qiao nodded like a charity.

Wu Ye took a deep breath and asked, "Are you disgusted with homosexuality?"

This is almost certain, because this is how Wan Qiao was introduced on the task bracelet, and it is impossible to make mistakes.

Yes, very annoying, Wan Qiao replied word by word in his heart, but he couldn't say a word with his lips that had been loved by men.

"You just now..." That kind of active participation almost made Wu Ye mistakenly think that the two are a couple who love each other.

"That's enough, I'm tired." Wan Qiao avoided answering the question, because there was no need to discuss it with Wu Ye, so it doesn't matter if you dislike it, or if you don't resent it: "Go out."

This person's attitude is very much like a scumbag who lifts his pants and refuses to recognize him.

"Okay." Although he didn't get an answer, Wu Ye didn't know where his confidence came from. His feeling just now was not wrong. The other party was not acting as someone, and the affectionate reaction with him was completely from the bottom of his heart.

He got up and left this room, went back to his own room next door, used exercises to calm down the agitation that was just stirred up, and he found that he missed his lover very much.

No one slept well that night. When they arrived at the set in the morning, they listened to the director spouting about the script, while the expressions of the two leading actors were equally troubled.

"What's the matter with you?" Director Liu finally noticed that no one cooperated with his performance.

"I'm sorry for the director." Wu Ye returned to his senses with a wry smile, and said apologetically, "The new script is too stressful, and I didn't sleep well last night."

Director Liu knew he was in the wrong, and said with a dry smile, "This scene is not difficult, you guys should play it well, you don't have to follow the script."

"Really?" Wu Ye's expression suddenly brightened. You must know that intimacy scenes pay attention to feeling, and I feel that this kind of thing has nothing to do with acting skills.

Can't follow the script.

"Have you finished?" Wan Qiao said coldly, as if listening to Director Liu's beep without saying a word was enough to save face: "Let's start after you finish talking, just shoot a few more times after one time."

The second half of the sentence was obviously addressed to Wu Ye, and contained elements of comfort... Maybe.

"Ok."

The venue is a homestay, and the shooting started from the corridor. The scene has been set up, and Director Liu is directing the crew in each seat.

"By the way, the scene after entering the room has to be broadcast live, you can speak louder." Director Liu ordered.

The two protagonists holding beer cans glanced at each other, then put aside as if nothing had happened, then raised their heads and took a few sips...

"start."

"Thank you today." Chu Pei leaned against the wall to drink in a handsome posture, coupled with a bright smile, so dazzling that people dare not look directly at him.

Especially the doctor Nanxuan who was secretly worried, quickly lowered his eyes and waved his hands: "Captain Chu is too polite, everyone is working hard..."

"I'm not talking about that." Chu Pei put his face close to the shy doctor, and smiled triumphantly: "Doctor Nanxuan, did you secretly help me paste the wound?"

The man pointed at the Band-Aid on his forehead with his finger, and the corner of his mouth curled up to one side angrily, and Dr. Nanxuan's heart was stirred at the same time.

"Ah..." Chu Pei was probably too tired at the time, and fell asleep there. Nanxuan felt distressed when he saw it, and secretly helped the man heal his wound.

"You are so considerate. If you were a girl, I would definitely marry you." The handsome man said, smiling with a bitter expression, looking at the handsome little doctor who had been in love with him for many years.

He still didn't dare to speak out, afraid that Nanxuan would think of the delinquent boy in that remote town when he heard the name Chu Pei.

Chu Pei felt that he was really bad. He provoked this alluring little doctor all the time, trying to tear him apart. For example, now, if he said he would marry you, he would raise his chin and want to kiss him.

The taste of beer overflowed from the corners of their mouths, and a tentative joke unknowingly became true.

The can fell off from his fingers, splashing all over the floor, and then he accidentally kicked it with messy footsteps, and the crisp sound of ding ding dong dong echoed throughout the corridor.

A low laugh then rang in his ears, like a dream, he who was embraced never dreamed that such a good thing like winning the lottery would happen to him.

Director Liu outside the stage had sweaty palms, and secretly admired that soda can acted so well, no matter what, he had to keep this one.

The whole scene is divided into three scenes, foreshadowing, appetizer, and main meal. The foreshadowing and appetizer were filmed very smoothly, and I feel that I can finish filming this scene today.

When Director Liu was thinking this way, something went wrong with the actor and he couldn't continue.

"Crack! Take a break!"

As Director Liu said, the atmosphere that was still burning just now seemed to be swept away. One of the protagonists got down from the top and immediately put on the bathrobe handed over by the staff: "Thank you, I'll go to the bathroom."

"I'll go first." A voice preempted him, and then he knocked away Wu Ye's body in his bathrobe and took away the right to use the bathroom.

Wan Qiao breathed a sigh of relief after quickly walking into the bathroom, then kicked the trash can under the wall viciously, and went to his uncle's Wu Ye.

The man with excellent hearing heard the movement and knocked on the door: "Are you okay?"

"..." Wan Qiao gritted his teeth and endured a lot of pain, so he could not let the man at the door go away.

The unexplored body has undergone unspeakable changes under such wanton behavior.

Wan Qiao's lips trembled slightly, clutching the bathrobe on her body, at a loss.The unprecedented throbbing made him completely confused. If Wu Ye hadn't paused just now, they would have done it.

It took 10 minutes before the person inside came out with a blank expression, the hair on his forehead was wet.

"Makeup artist!"

The make-up artist immediately surrounded him and isolated Wu Ye who wanted to go forward. He took a second look and had to go to the bathroom first.

After a 10-minute break, I started filming the final part. There was no previous foreshadowing, and several times of filming had no effect.

"Wu Ye, let go and find out how you felt before." Director Liu finally couldn't help but give Wu Ye some advice.

"Okay, director." Wu Ye, who was named, seemed very guilty, and he knew exactly who the problem was.

Let go?

The previous scenes are okay, but it is too difficult to act out the state of the dinner, and it is impossible to fabricate it out of thin air.

He felt not only that he couldn't perform, but also that the people who acted opposite him didn't get into the show at all.

"Forget it, let's stop here today." After being NG too many times, Wan Qiao impatiently pushed away the person on her body, showing a state of no state.

God knows he will show embarrassment if he continues to act.

"What? Don't shoot anymore? It's still early, you guys try again." Director Liu persuaded: "Today's atmosphere is pretty good, maybe you won't be able to feel it tomorrow."

"No more shots." Wan Qiao gestured to get up.

"Teacher Qiao, let's try again." Wu Ye pushed back the senior who wanted to leave.

The moment his shoulder touched the quilt, Wan Qiao's eyes were closed tightly, revealing his fragility.

But this is not the effect the director wants, Nan Xuan should be a passionate person!

"Wan Qiao." How can this be done!

"..." Lying next to the person he has a crush on, boldly letting go of himself to accept the other person, this is Nanxuan's mood.

"Forget it." The two said in unison, and Director Liu was stunned.

Wu Ye is Wan Qiao who looks very resistant because he doesn't want to force himself.

"That's it for today." Wan Qiao got up again, and left the scene in a bathrobe.

His calmness and clarity made everyone realize that Wan Yingdi was not in the play today, and he was not playing Nanxuan, but himself.

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Readers: You can only get the feeling when you shoot really, listen to me!