365 days a year do not want to open

After getting along for many days, Wu Ye already knew what kind of distorted temper Wan Qiao is, so naturally he would no longer reason with him foolishly like before.

Because I can't understand it.

After finishing the tableware, Wu Ye walked directly in front of Wan Qiao, bent over and hugged him for a long kiss, and said, "Go to bed early, I have to start work tomorrow."

"Aren't you sleeping here?" Wan Qiao blurted out, then covered her mouth in horror, annoyed at her gaffe.

Naturally, he couldn't remember the yin and yang weirdness just now.

"No, I'll go back." Seeing him staring angrily again, Wu Ye explained: "I sleep in your room every day, what if the crew sees it?"

I thought Wan Qiao would be angry, but his focus was tricky, and he said incomprehensibly, "Hmph, why didn't you say 'you' at this time, the previous respect for me was fake, right?"

It can be seen that the domineering and powerful side on the bed just now is Wu Ye's true face, Wan Qiao thought with love and hatred, and was almost deceived by this duplicity boy.

"It's not fake." Wu Ye said seriously: "Don't you like me calling you respectfully while doing this to you on the bed?"

Wan Qiao imagined that scene for a while, and immediately got goosebumps, so he could only say, "Okay, let's go."

But when Wu Ye left, the room suddenly became deserted.

He didn't feel it when he didn't have a relationship with Wu Ye before, but now Wan Yingdi, who has been hugged a few times, suddenly feels so lonely sleeping alone.

After a few minutes, the landline in the next room rang.

Wu Ye thought it was the hotel customer service, but when she picked it up, it was Wan Qiao's voice: "The air conditioner in my room seems to be broken."

Wu Ye said, "Then I'll help you find the front desk."

"No need." Wan Qiao reluctantly said: "It's not impossible for me to go to your side to deal with it for one night."

No, come again?

Wu Ye looked in the direction of his younger brother, and said with a little surrender: "Then I'll go to sleep in your room, and you come to sleep with me."

At that time, even if someone sees it, it can explain one or two things.

"What do you mean?" Wan Qiao couldn't believe what he heard, why was this person so indifferent the moment he got off his bed.

Wu Ye was also puzzled, why did he just get off the other party's bed and cling to him again?

But it's not impossible, just talk about something.

"Okay, then come here." After hanging up the phone, Wu Ye got up a little tired and opened the door. When he opened the door, he saw Wan Yingdi's unhappy face, staring at him hard.

While coming in, he clarified, "I wouldn't have come here if the air conditioner hadn't been broken."

He was already lying down on his bed while talking, sniffing here and there like a puppy to see if there was any perfume smell: "You never brought anyone back, did you?"

"No." Wu Ye said, "I'm not that kind of person."

Only then was Wan Qiao satisfied, lying on the quilt full of Wu Ye's breath, it was indeed more comfortable than sleeping alone.

"Teacher Qiao." Wu Ye walked over, staring at that delicate face: "You cling to me like this, do you like me?"

Wan Qiao narrowed his eyes and gave a sneer, then turned around and continued to sleep.

Wu Ye had no choice but to turn off the light and go to bed.

For the next three days, Wan Qiao slept here at Wu Ye's place. He had no choice but to think that before the filming of the film, he would be immersed in Nanxuan's role and couldn't act, so he could only do this.

The day the scratches on Wu Ye's body faded away, he was finally able to continue filming the intimacy scene that had been shelved before.

Director Liu took this opportunity to beat Wan Qiao again, asking the screenwriter to upgrade the intimacy scene to version 2.0.

When the two leading actors were watching the new script, Director Liu smiled and comforted him: "It's okay, if you can't finish filming in one day, you can shoot for two days. Don't feel pressured, you two, we can take our time."

Unexpectedly, this time Wan Qiao just glanced at the newly added content and said relaxedly: "One or two scenes, if there is anything that needs to be taken slowly, I can finish filming today."

Wan Qiao had seen this kind of play before he opened the meat, of course he had no clue, but today is different, Teacher Qiao felt that what was written in the script was not one-tenth of what he personally experienced, and there was nothing he couldn't shoot.

Director Liu rolled his eyes and thought to himself, last time it was you who kept NG, now you are the one who speaks outrageously, maybe it is you who feel furious if you can't shoot for a while.

Before the filming started, Director Liu told Wu Ye in a low voice: "Don't be too stressed, and don't be discouraged if you get scolded by Wan Qiao later, he just has that bad temper."

"Thank you director." Wu Ye smiled and said, "Mr. Qiao never scolded me."

"You just..." Before he could say the word Guicha, Director Liu recalled their improper relationship again: "Okay, okay, he was really nice to you on set."

After gossiping for a while to ease the atmosphere, the two protagonists who were well prepared began to face each other frankly, and the atmosphere was brewing on the bed.

"This one starts from the intense state. You can prepare for the state first. We won't shoot." Director Liu said.

Wu Ye made an OK gesture, and under the surveillance of several machines, the state easily lifted Wan Qiao's chin. To be realistic, they both drank a few sips of beer.

When kissing, you can taste the faint taste of wine in each other's mouths.

Kissing is undoubtedly the easiest way to adjust the atmosphere. They kissed like no one else, making the surrounding crew members blush and heartbeat. After all, these are two men.

They all admire: the two teachers are so dedicated, they kiss without any sense of disobedience, unlike some celebrities who even eat in front of the camera with fake food, let alone cut out pictures.

And their superb acting teacher Qiao, who kissed so ecstatically and passionately in the play, seemed to be the incarnation of Nanxuan.

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect, Wan Yingdi has been pestering Wu Ye in his free time recently, and he is already very familiar with this matter. Every step seems to have been rehearsed countless times, and it is very natural under the camera, without any trace of acting.

Whether it's the bright red in the corners of the eyes, the sweat on the forehead, or the clenched corners of the mouth, they are all vivid and natural, and Director Liu can't find a single fault.

Wu Ye was even more so. He, the 'veteran in love', was in charge of all the progress. The two of them cooperated very well, which made the photographers blush and turn their faces away.

However, the first scene was still NG, because Director Liu disliked that their movement was not big enough, if it was more intense, the effect might be better.

Wan Qiao pursed his lips and panted angrily: "If you want to make more noise, clear the scene, let's try."

After all, if there is too much movement, you may be seen what you shouldn't see.

Director Liu's eyes widened in surprise: "Wan Qiao, you plan to..."

"You think too much, how is it possible." Wan Qiao interrupted him: "How could I do such a thing in front of the camera."

Director Liu laughed awkwardly, thinking that Wan Qiao would sacrifice his life for this film, but it was a pity to find out otherwise.

"All right, clear the field."

After the scene was cleared, Wu Ye and Wan Qiao played again. Director Liu, who was the only one left, was very suspicious. He felt that these two people must have real bullets, but he was not sure if they were covered by the quilt!

But the effect is really good, it is the feeling of boiling blood that he wants!

Director Liu can imagine that this clip alone can guarantee the film's box office, and the rest of the plot is intentional, and only the judges of the awards will care.

Viewers just watch this.

It is an old rule that Wan Qiao needs time to play after filming, and Director Liu left with excitement.

"He's gone." Wu Ye stroked Wan Qiao's sweaty temple hair, his heart beating like a drum.

The same is true for Wan Qiao below, panting for a long time before regaining his composure.

"The filming is over." Wan Qiao's voice was a little hoarse.

"Yes." Wu Ye praised him: "Teacher Qiao performed really well just now."

Wan Qiao rolled his eyes: "My acting skills need you to be sure." But seeing Wu Ye's playful gaze, he choked again, because there was no acting at all today, and Wu Ye was in control.

"Okay, let's go back after a short rest." Wu Ye smiled.

After interrupting for a while, the inexplicable feeling of loss in Wan Qiao's heart dissipated, that's it, the filming of this scene is over, it's not a big deal, and it's not like there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future.

"Yeah." Wan Qiao nodded obediently, but thinking about it wrong, although this is a bed, it's also a studio, so why should I listen to Wu Ye?

"I'm thirsty, go and get me some water." Wan Yingdi ordered angrily.

"Okay, okay, do you want to drink warm or hot?" Wu Ye can be said to be very gentle.

"I want to drink ice." Wan Qiao said deliberately.

Wu Ye glanced at him and got out of bed to pour water.

Wan Qiao took a sip from his hand, it was warm, his beautiful eyes widened again in an instant, but he drank most of it happily.

After filming the intimate scene, there are not many remaining scenes.

Wan Qiao also arranged work at the end of the month and had to rush back to China.

Director Liu arranged his solo play in the front, making him the first actor to finish the play.

When Wan Qiao was filming solo scenes, Wu Ye came to watch every scene, taking care of Wan Qiao more actively than Wan Qiao's assistant, making his assistant worry about his job being robbed every day.

On the night of Wan Qiao's finale, he invited everyone to dinner as usual.

But Wan Qiao only appeared for a while and then left. Everyone thought he was going to catch a plane back to China, but in fact he bid farewell to Wu Ye in Wu Ye's room.

"What time is the flight tomorrow?" Wu Ye asked him.

"Eleven o'clock in the morning." Wan Qiao bit her lip.

Afterwards, both of them were silent at the same time, one didn't know what to tell, after all, Wan Qiao had everything around him, and the other was immersed in a sense of loss, since the filming of the filming was over, it was time to act.

When this period of time passes, when they may meet again, they will be just strangers who have been related.

Wan Qiao is very aware that she will indeed be influenced by the character during the filming, but after the filming, she will also clean herself up without leaving any traces.

So is it the same this time?

Whether the man who made himself fascinated during filming can still leave traces in his heart after a long absence.

Wan Qiao doesn't know, but so far... He is holding on to Wu Ye's shoulders tightly, not wanting to let go.

It's a pity that the night is already late, and there is very little time left for them.

Even so, the farewell ceremony lasted quite a long time for most of the night.

After the incident, Wu Ye put his arms around the obedient Wan Yingdi and kissed him on the forehead: "Go back and eat well, sleep well, you've lost a lot of weight during the time you've been on the set."

Wan Qiao's nose was sore, she leaned on Wu Ye's arm and said nothing.

Wu Ye said again: "Call me if you miss me, if you are free."

That's impossible, Wan Yingdi thought to himself.

The filming of the movie is over, so what's the point of letting yourself be immersed in this inexplicable relationship?

What's more, Wu Ye himself has a white moonlight in his heart, wouldn't he feel ashamed when he said such things to other men?

The more Wan Qiao thought about it, the more angry he became, he coldly pushed Wu Ye's arm away, and fell asleep on the pillow by himself!

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