Drunken Master

It was a noisy night, and there were so many people present, that Pei Yan never had a chance to talk to Zhuang Xiao.

Many people got drunk, and in the end they were picked up by the assistants of each family and went back to their respective houses.It is best to drink high, what happened that night, after waking up, everyone pretends not to know or see, this entertainment audience also plays in the circle of the world, and it works like this every day.

The next day, the leading actors of Jiahuang's several major productions this year, as well as the company's newcomers, gathered in the studio to shoot a set of still photos for the annual calendar that will be released at the end of the season.

The [-]-month calendar is arranged according to coffee position and popularity of works, and the farther to the back are big names.

In terms of heavyweight, Pei Yan was originally ranked from January to June, and their company still has several veteran actors and actresses.But because of Zhuang Pei's popularity and the investment and publicity of the film, Pei Yan was able to squeeze into the July-December period.The still photos of the two of them combined are arranged on the September page, which is very good.

Zhuang Xiao was also the only one at the scene, and he was able to appear in this almanac without signing an artist contract with Jiahuang. The purchasing power of CP Shuangdan fans can buy these peripherals, and businessmen will not be hard-pressed with money, so please also invite Sir Zhuang to take pictures of this calendar.

Zhuang Xiao is purely for taking pictures with Pei Yan, as long as Yanyan feels happy.

After last night, the two finally met each other again, nodding indifferently to each other.Let's get to work.

The two of them sat side by side, powdered and hairstyled by a makeup artist.

The make-up boy looked down at him carefully: "Yanyan, do you have aphthous sores at the corner of your mouth?"

Pei Yan snorted: "I know."

The makeup guy asked: "What have you been doing? Did you get angry after eating lamb again last night?"

Pei Yan pouted: "I didn't eat 'mutton' last night."

Zhuang Xiao said, "I've eaten gunpowder."

The two glanced at each other in the mirror, with two make-up guys in the middle, dangling to block their sight.

Zhuang Xiao asked with his eyes: Is the mouth sore serious?

Pei Yan happened to be painted there, so she let out a "yo" and grinned at the mirror, feeling the pain.

The makeup guy said, "Then I have to cover it up with concealer and contouring."

Pei Yan: "Can't you cover it?"

Zhuang Xiao said: "If you don't cover it up, you will have mouth sores in the photo."

Pei Yan said: "That's how I am, I follow the route of true temperament."

The make-up boy said: "Brother Xiao has a dimple at the corner of his mouth, and you have an aphthous sore at the corner of your mouth, you two are a good match!"

When Pei Yan heard it, we were "matched together". I love to hear this, but I have a big mouth sore... Is that how we "matched" each other?

There was a distance of two meters between them.Pei Yan lowered her eyelids and stared at the phone, covered it with her palm, and sent a WeChat message: [Mouth hurts. 】

There was a "hum", like an earthquake in the trouser pocket.Zhuang Xiao turned off the mute, and said: [Go back and take the granules for clearing heat, detoxifying and eliminating fire, drink tea, don't eat meat, spicy food, mutton and seafood. 】

After typing out this long string of words, Zhuang Xiao's posture made his neck stiff. He needed to tilt the screen and aim sideways for fear of being seen by the makeup artist.

Pei Yan: [Then what else can I eat? 】

Zhuang Xiao: [Eat me. 】

Pei Yan continued: [It hurts to open my mouth, it hurts to pout, I can't even kiss you. 】

Zhuang Xiao said: [Will I kiss you? 】

Pei Yan immediately responded with a string of flaming red lips, and then manually made a sound: [Bobobo. 】

Zhuang Xiao laughed out of his dimples, and without hesitation, he replied with a string of flaming red lips. After the reply, he really wanted to poke his eyes...

The stylist picked out several sets of clothes for each of them, and went into the fitting room to try them on.

The two went into their cubicles as if nothing had happened, and specially ordered the assistants to drink coffee outside.

Through a thin layer of board, Pei Yan whispered: "The stylist said that we should have a contrast on camera, one is more tightly covered, and the other is more exposed. Which one are you going to wear?"

Zhuang Xiao said, "Show it off, it's up to you."

Pei Yan snorted, "Do you agree with my exposure?"

Zhuang Xiao said: "Is there any disagreement? I don't care what you wear?"

Pei Yan said, "You don't care what I wear—"

Zhuang Xiao: "Wear whatever you like!"

There is nothing to talk about, it's all a basket of nonsense.Pei Yan deliberately got tired of it. In the end, it was hard to avoid yesterday's unhappiness in his heart. Last night, he was disrupted by Du Mingjun, Mr. Du, but neither of them said anything to spoil the fun.

After a while, there was another movement from the compartment.

Zhuang Xiao asked vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

boom--

bang bang-

The whole baffle moved, made a "creaking" sound, and then began to shake, which was really an earthquake.Zhuang Xiao hurriedly held on, using a lunge posture to support it from his side, feeling that the board seemed to collapse!

A few seconds later, Mr. Pei showed a face from the large gap above the fender and smiled at him.

Zhuang Xiao ordered him in a low voice: "Go down, this is a temporary compartment, it is not strong, the board will collapse."

Pei Yan smiled and said, "I'm great, right?"

Zhuang Xiao nodded, you are amazing, go down.

Pei Yan mouthed: I will climb up and give you a kiss.

Zhuang Xiao looked up at the monkey.

Impossible not to be moved, impossible not to love.

Are you willing?

I really don't want to...

Zhuang Xiao supported the baffle, kicked his feet to jump up, and then the inertia of jumping up, precisely touched Pei Yan's lips, where there was a mouth sore.

Pei Yan was very happy to be kissed, and then "uh", her hands and feet were messed up, and she slipped away...

Then take pictures in the studio, under the command of the cameraman, work hard to shape the concave shape.There are hundreds of pictures in one shot, and a few of the best ones are picked out of them.

They have one face facing away and the other facing away, covering each other's shoulders.Zhuang Xiao had a stern expression on his face, and he embraced Mr. Pei with his palm, and the hand in the camera was actually pressing on Pei Yan's back shoulder, majestic and strong.Pei Yan turned his back to the camera, looking at his partner with a smile on his lips, the translucent back of his shirt was blown away by the wind, revealing a large wild tattoo on his back...

Pei Yan sits in front of the computer and reviews the photos, chooses the one he is most satisfied with, and copies the rest of the original photos for archiving.

"Give us a more handsome P." Pei Yan said to the studio's editing brother.

"How can P make you more handsome?" the little brother said.

"Look, here, here, can be repaired..." Pei Yan manipulated the mouse, and kept moving like painting flowers on his face and body in the photo.

"Don't get rid of my tattoos. Don't over-beautify the lower back, or it will get blurred," he said.

"We all know, brother, you are the most beautiful! You are naturally beautiful, and you never use beauty filters." The younger brother teased him.

"That's right, our still photos are the most straightforward." Pei Yan laughed, and the cursor slowly moved to Zhuang Xiao's face again, outlining the shape of the face, and the mouse that was scribbling slowed down, ashamed to scribble.

Move to the chest, waist, abdominal muscles, and then down to the crotch.

Brother Xiao was clearly wearing clothes, covering him tightly, not showing any flesh, but the abstinence system made him tremble all over.

Because he had seen the layer under the clothes, only the flesh was exposed to him.

"Don't get rid of his dimples. When you spot moles, you always get rid of the ones you shouldn't have!" Pei Yan said.

"Where are there dimples? Didn't you smile at all?" The little brother squatted on the screen and stared at it for a long time.

"Yes, it's right here." Pei Yan pointed with the cursor, and it was the most requested position.

"Okay, you." Zhuang Xiao couldn't bear it anymore and pinched him from behind to make him shut up, pinching the back of his sensitive neck...

Zhuang Xiao went downstairs first, and came down from the second floor of the studio. Unsurprisingly, Jiahuang's Zhang Zong was at home downstairs again.

Even if you want to take a photo of a calendar, you have to come to see the scene. This boss is also dedicated enough.If he had a small light green canvas bag slung across his body, he would look like an old man collecting parking fees at the gate of the building.Mr. Zhang is inseparable from these "famous cars" and "luxury cars" under his nose. He keeps a close eye on them. He has to pay for each car to pass, and he is counting the money in his hand!

Zhuang Xiao nodded to Zhang Shaochi: "Mr. Zhang, there was a little accident at the club last night. Please help me send that one away. It's troublesome for you. Please take care of me."

Zhang Shaochi smiled: "It's a little effort, thank you."

"It's Mr. Du who caused the trouble. My old brother, he can't get rid of this stinky problem for so many years." Zhang Shaochi said contemptuously: "I smelled like urine last night, let me send it to you." Let's go, I said you deserve it, who are you messing with? He said he was drinking too much, so he really cares about you. Really, Du Mingjun is not that bad, he really values ​​you. "

Zhuang Xiao shook his head, the movement was not big, but the meaning was clear enough: let the girl get fucked.

Zhuang Xiao punched Zhang Shaochi: "Thank you for your forgiveness."

Zhang Shaochi sized it up a few times, and became more and more unwilling to give up: "Then, our movie?"

Zhuang Xiao rebuffed with his eyes: "I'm sorry again about this matter, I can't make a fortune with you, it's because I don't have eyes or winks."

Zhang Shaochi raised his eyebrows: "Zhuang Xiao, I only ask you to make a movie, I don't ask you to sleep with you and cover the big quilt for chatting, you don't have to be so afraid of me!"

"I'm not afraid of you," Zhuang Xiao said, "I'm not in the same style as your company."

Zhang Shaochi nodded, "You, you are a tough-tempered person. I admire tough-tempered people, and I admire you very much. Okay, let's forget about this matter, and I won't talk about it in the future."

The decision was made last night in the bathroom of the Jiahuang Building. There are some things that cannot be compromised, and there is no way to back off.

Hundred Ghost Star and Jiahuang are old partners, and the blockbuster films are jointly invested and produced by the two. "Beauty Colleagues" is just an introduction, if there is one, there will be two, and then there will be three, four, five.If you have something to do with Zhang Shaochi, you can't get around that white-haired old Jiaohua.

Du Mingjun has a nickname in the circle called "Du Mingju", who claims to "rule straight men" in the film and television industry, forcing many popular niches to submit to the camera, and let this old demon suck his yang energy.As for which yang essences of popular niche students have "absorbed" specifically, everyone has heard of gossip and gossip, but have never seen the real hammer.

However, if you bypass these two people, you don't have to mess around in this world, what are you still messing around with?

Entering this circle, there will always be gains and losses.If you want to get something, or in other words, you want a ticket to the literary and art circle of the imperial capital, and want someone to take you to play, how can you not pay something?

Things that a man thinks are very precious and cherished, such as dignity, such as chastity, are also very precious and rare in the eyes of those people, all they want is you to abandon your dignity.Who can let you enter the market and play for nothing.

Pei Yan didn't seem to understand these things, so the kid didn't have to think about these things.

what to say.

Could it be that I told Mr. Pei that it took so long at the beginning, but I didn't agree to "be together" with you, and I kept procrastinating and hesitating. There is indeed some reason.

We are still together because I really like you.

……

One after another, people came out of the studio, greeted the boss of the company, and had a cup of coffee together.When everyone met Zhuang Xiao, it was inevitable that they would be courteous, and among them was the old actor and veteran actor who competed with him for the best actor in Cannes, who also belonged to this company.It is conceivable that Jiahuang's influence in the mainland entertainment brokerage circle has captured half of the country.

When they met each other, they looked a little embarrassed.Zhuang Xiao took the initiative to shake hands to pay tribute, and the veteran actor patted him on the back, you boy, I heard that you are even better now than you were back then?Is this back again?Fame circles the globe!

Zhuang Xiao said that there is no way, he is not famous anywhere, so he just messes around.

The veteran movie star said, I lost to you if I couldn't do it back then, the younger generation is awesome.

Zhuang Xiao said that you are a senior, and you let me steal it once you won prizes and got soft. I just took advantage of a young man who has never studied.

The veteran actor smiled, Yo, Xiao, are you playing with me modestly?

Zhuang Xiao said, I'm really not humble, you see that you are ranked in December in this calendar, this is your position.

Pei Yan also came downstairs at this time, licking his coffee, squinting, not talking.

Every time there is a group activity in the company, the old guys and seniors stand together, and the young ones form a group, and they can't get along with each other. They often cooperate in the company's big productions, but behind the scenes, which group is still alive? Can't look down on the other group.The young make jokes and the old put on airs and don't know current affairs. The current arena is no longer what you used to be. If you can't make money at the box office, you still stop others from making money?From time to time, the old guys pick a thorn in the media, and then go to the ministry or the congress to issue proposals. One day they say that reality shows and variety shows should be restricted, the next day they say they want to cap artists’ pay, and the day after tomorrow they say they don’t like online traffic. Those who don't like the hype, the pierced beaded tattoos, the dyed hair, in short, they don't like anything red.

Where there are people who have interests, there will be open and covert struggles, there will be circles, and it will be a small society.

The actor who is usually very high-spirited also made Zhuang Xiao bitter behind his back, "It is not a good thing to win an award at a young age. The starting point is too high and it is easy to drift. It depends on his future development. He is 30 years old, 40 years old, 50 years old. Really When you need to accumulate acting skills and exude the charm of an actor, can you still win awards?" Pei Yan has heard such words in the company.

Between the camps of old guys and young people with clear barriers, Xing Rong and Pei Yan naturally stood in the same group.

Xing Rong is ranked between January and June in the calendar, and is in the same frame as the other two niche students.There are endless potential fresh meat florets in the company, all of them are as beautiful as peaches and plums, well-behaved and sweet-mouthed.

Zhang Shaochi drank his coffee with a sullen face, his eyes sparkling.Some things are exactly what he wants, and some things may not be what he wants...

When Zhang Shaochi raised his eyelids, he saw Xing Rong's back face chatting with Pei Yan.Zhang Shaochi said "Come here, Rong Rong", and grabbed her immediately.

In this big room, under the large crowd, Zhang Shaochi sat holding Xing Rong on his lap, rubbing and stroking Xing Rong when he was upset, just like stroking his own cat.

Xing Rong was pressed on Mr. Zhang's thigh, and his face suddenly became uncomfortable.Zhang Shaochi put one hand on his leg, stroked his back with the other hand, and quickly reached into the back pocket of his trousers, rubbing his buttocks.

With this pinch, the hairs all over Xing Rong's body stood up immediately, and many people around looked at it.He buried his face in embarrassment and at a loss, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles, as if Zhang Zong had a thorn in his thigh.

"What's the matter, are you nervous?" Zhang Shaochi asked him.

"I'm not used to this." Xing Rong whispered.

"Oh, Rong Rong, you are always so introverted, you can't do it." Zhang Shaochi laughed.

"You know I'm the stupidest, I can't get on the stage, so don't make fun of me..." Xing Rong's voice was very low, just begging the boss to let him go.

Those senior film kings and old guys all saw it, and silently turned their faces away without commenting, turning a blind eye and pretending they didn't see it.For this kind of thing, generally no one will go to the conference to issue a proposal saying "condemn the bosses of various film and television companies for sexual harassment of artists and even shady hidden rules". Who can make things difficult for their own jobs?

Pei Yan put the coffee on the coffee table. Today's coffee is rancid and smells like chicken manure.He glared at Zhang Shaochi, really annoyed, turned and walked away.

When Pei Yan walked away, his shadow crossed Xing Rong's face, as if slapping him in the face, which was extremely embarrassing.

He didn't dare to scold his boss, Pei Yan did.So Zhang Shaochi would never hold Master Pei and touch his thighs and buttocks, never.

Mr. Zhang only touches those little flowers and fresh meat. As for whether he has dived and who they have been, the outside world has pulled out a list for discussion, but no one has seen the person on Mr. Zhang's bed with their own eyes.Besides, there were still many people who offered to send them to their door. I am afraid that the edge of the bed in the master bedroom of Mr. Zhang's villa had already been squeezed and collapsed.

Pei Yan and Zhuang Xiao passed by each other.The backs of their hands and the backs of their hands gently rubbed against each other.Zhuang Xiao said with his eyes: Come with me.

Zhuang Xiao went to the bathroom passage first, and Pei Yan also went after half a minute.

But the two of them didn't go to the men's bathroom. Instead, they turned a corner and went to the clothing room, all the way to the deepest part of the clothing room, where a large pile of clothes and skirts were hidden tightly.

Pei Yan explained in the first sentence: "Don't mind, Zhang Shaochi is very casual in that respect, and his temper is moody. I can't understand him like that...Run Rong's character is too weak, and he is submissive and dare not dump him. a slap."

Zhuang Xiao said, "Who he is has nothing to do with me."

Pei Yan's face was embarrassed: "Do you think this place is very messy? It's actually not that serious. Which company is not like this?"

Honestly, which company doesn't do this?If you want to be a white lotus, don't enter Vanity Fair.

Zhuang Xiao changed the subject abruptly, and he wanted to ask a long time ago: "Is Mr. Du very familiar with you last night?"

Pei Yan: "Ah...? What do I know him well?"

Zhuang Xiao stretched out his hand to caress his face and neck, and then wrapped his arms around his waist.Pei Yan was squeezed into the middle of a pile of skirts, and the breast pads of a pink dress drooped on his shoulders.He frowned and said, "The one surnamed Du has that kind of virtue, Tesao, I know who he is."

Zhuang Xiao asked: "Have you ever harassed you?"

"Oh——" Pei Yan was unwilling to mention it, "It's not harassment...you have sent me flowers and gifts."

Zhuang Xiao laughed out loud, with a look of disbelief.Pei Yan was also happy: "Fuck, what a shame, who wants his flowers! There are 99 imported tropical flowers, and they are expensive and expensive flowers that were airlifted from abroad. It disgusts me to death..."

Zhuang Xiao buried himself in the side of his face and laughed: "Why didn't you take a fancy to him?"

"It's too old, your hair is white. Can you be my grandfather?" Pei Yan exclaimed, "I don't look handsome, and I don't have a good figure. I don't like hairstyles or anything else, and I don't like it."

"It doesn't look like you, so I don't like it." He turned Zhuang Xiao's face to face the full-length mirror next to him, "I like looking like this."

"Old Chrysanthemum insisted on giving me a car and drove directly downstairs. I kicked the headlights of the girl to pieces, and kicked a hole in the front cover of the car." Pei Yan continued.

Zhuang Xiao kissed his face and couldn't help laughing.

"Maybe he kicked me a few times and he was afraid of me, so he got out. After a few days, I found out that another man in the crew, he was a second-tier niche, and he disclosed his girlfriend, so he drove a car over. The same luxury car was displayed in the group. I took a closer look, and this car looks familiar. I recognize it. Old Chrysanthemum should have repaired the hole in the front cover of the car, replaced the headlight with a new one, and gave it to this person after changing hands. ...I must have slept through it, huh."

After Pei Yan finished telling this joke, his lips were still moving, but they hadn't closed yet. Zhuang Xiao watched quietly, and suddenly moved closer to cover his mouth.

The tongue came in, swept across his mouth passionately, then drove straight into his throat, then sucked and crushed roughly... His mouth sores hurt, and the place where the tip of the tongue swept was hot, but subconsciously catered to him and kissed back .Hugging her tightly, she turned her head to another convenient position, hooked her legs up, and sucked each other's lips.

It seems that Zhuang Xiao rarely does this, very rarely, actively and passionately kissing him outside the bed.

He felt the vigorous desire spurting out of the other party's mouth, Zhuang Xiao even let one hand reach into his trousers, then into his underwear, squeezed him to the corner, and kneaded his buttocks desperately.

Pei Yan was also warmed up.He pinched the opponent's lower body in a rough way, and this pinch made both of them a little out of control, almost uncontrollable.

When he let go, he was still unsatisfied, and he let out a violent gasp.

"What are you doing?" Pei Yan asked in a low voice.

"Kiss you." Zhuang Xiao said, "Didn't you just say that you wanted to kiss me?"

A substantial warmth flowed through Pei Yan's heart, the unhappiness and unhappiness he witnessed before was not important anymore.He owns some of the most precious things that are all his.

Zhuang Xiao put his arms around his waist, and then grabbed his hand, held it gracefully, and looked at each other.

"What are you doing again?" Pei Yan couldn't help laughing, this posture?

"Please dance, Mr. Pei Yingjun, can you show me some face?" Zhuang Xiao said softly.

"..." Pei Yan understood in her heart, her Adam's apple twitched, and a smile broke out, his Brother Xiao was impeccably warm to him.

He averted his hot gaze: "Are you taking advantage of me? I don't dance women's steps."

He can choose what step to jump.Zhuang Xiao had already grabbed his waist, put his posture in place, and stepped out with dancing steps, forcing him to wrap his arms around the other's shoulders.The space was so narrow that they couldn't jump up at all, so the two of them paddled idly, circling in circles, deducing a melody in their hearts, and looked at each other's faces...

Cheek to cheek, in the world belonging to two people, silently intimacy.

The breast pad of the big pink skirt wobbled and flung Pei Yan's face, which finally made him laugh.Zhuang Xiao kissed him again, and the dancing turned into passionate kissing and stroking...

Zhuang Xiao suddenly exerted strength, supported his legs, and lifted him up.

Pei Yan's head hit the edge of the cabinet all of a sudden, she let out an "ah", the pain turned into a series of low smiles, and she kept kissing Zhuang Xiao's face.

For the first time he let someone pick him up.

Shouldn't it be Lao Tzu who hugs others?

But Zhuang Xiao hugged him, and he wrapped his legs around Zhuang Xiao's waist, feeling extremely harmonious, and wanted to do it very much.

It wasn't until two of the dress skirts that were entangled with each other fell "crashly" and caused a commotion that the two of them were forced to stop staging "action movies" in private.

Pei Yan shook off the big pink tutu skirt hanging above his head: "Is it worn by the flamingo?"

Zhuang Xiao pulled the skirt and put it on him.Low-cut style, especially enchanting.

"Fuck you, I have no breasts, I can't hang on." Pei Yan said.

"Your breasts are bigger than mine, so it's more suitable for you." He spread the skirt on the other side.

"My waist is thick, so I can't fit it in." Zhuang Xiao pushed back the skirt.

"Chinatown Dancer, this is what you are wearing!" Pei Yan pushed back.

Both of them were hardened by the pair of double-layer padded breast pads, and they were not transvestites. They couldn't bear such a charming look, so they quickly flung the skirts back on the hangers.Pei Yan said with a smile: "I only wear this kind of thing when I get married, so take it away!"

Inexplicably saying those two words, my heart sank and I felt empty.He still worries about gains and losses for many things, and the more he wants to grasp, the more he is afraid of losing.Zhuang Xiaoming is very kind to him and considerate as a boyfriend, but he will never have a bottom line...

He's never done that to anyone before.

Never really loved before.

Pei Yan scanned Zhuang Xiao's face, trying to find some psychological comfort, but failed.

He was being silly again.How many days have the two of you been together?Too anxious.

In fact, something was wrong these days, but he didn't want to think about it, and he didn't want to touch on topics that both of them were sensitive to.