Stendhal Syndrome [Entertainment]

"No. [-] in the trending search, Mo Ci's new movie is turned on." Xu Zihe raised his phone, "I haven't started it yet, and you have been on the trending list with your own ability. Your fans are so fanatical."

"That's because you didn't click on it. I guess half of the people who hate me are accounted for." After all, people like him often have such a clear ability to love and hate, and even some black fans wake up at six o'clock every morning to black him, and finally develop the habit of getting up early The good habit of going to bed early and then became a hot search.

"But those don't matter," Mo Ci stared at the picture just taken in the camera. Merovingian sat in front of the oil painting stand, compared with a charcoal pencil, and then smiled. Behind him were large bunches of sunflowers, reflecting A warm color that borders on brilliant. "Find my Lance, what's the point of those other things?"

"Tsk tsk tsk," Xu Zihe held the coffee, "My Lance, Mo Damei, you really have a special liking for him." He also admitted that Meroving was good-looking, but he was not good enough to look like Lou Que. She was astonishingly independent as heaven and man, but it happened to be Mo Ci's favorite, and he held it in his hand as a treasure.

"I like him," Mo Ci said to him with a smile, "but it's not a special liking, I just want to sleep with him. Your kind of love words are not written in my life repertoire."

"Ahem." Xu Zihe coughed twice, trying to wink at him.

As soon as Mo Ci turned his head, he saw Meroving standing there with a bottle of chilled cherry juice in his hand.

Mo Ci immediately switched to the French channel, "Isn't today over? Why haven't you left yet?"

"Seeing that your car is still outside," Meroving handed the cherry juice to Mo Ci, "You should go back early, too, and have a good rest."

"I will." Mo Ci blinked at him, the bottle in his hand was cold, seeping into his skin, "You too, my hero, of course you should have a good rest."

Meluowen nodded and left, leaving Xu Zihe watching the excitement. "Have a good rest, and you too. You two haven't had much, why are you getting tired of it?"

"How do you know we have nothing?"

"Come on, if there is something, according to your temperament, you probably won't give up until you say goodbye with a kiss."

"In case he's shy."

"Oh, I believe your nonsense," Xu Zihe couldn't suppress his rant, "Have you seen it, don't talk about your feelings every day, fortunately they don't understand Chinese, otherwise, look at you How did it end?"

Mo Ci raised his eyebrows, "I didn't plan to hide it from him for too long. I was just worried that he wouldn't be able to maintain a good state if I said it."

"So, movies or fun, which one do you choose?"

Mo Ci unscrewed the chilled cherry juice and took a sip. The sweet and sour taste filled his mouth, showing another meaning in the thick summer. "Old Xu, I don't choose any of them, I want everything."

"Greedy people, greedy people." Xu Zihe said it several times, "Only you who have never encountered any setbacks since childhood can say that."

"But I'm just so greedy, it has nothing to do with whether I encounter setbacks or not." Mo Ci licked the corners of his lips, "Life is short, enjoy yourself in time. Old Xu, if you can be like me now, you must be better than me." Be happier."

Xu Zihe waved his hand, "Okay, okay, don't indoctrinate me with your values ​​all day long, I have to have the capital to live like you. Besides, I'm still a little bit emotional. Your style, I can't accept it. It's getting late, your Lance told you to go to bed early."

Mo Ci screwed on the bottle cap, "Come on, I can't let my Lance worry."

Xu Zihe followed behind him, making a nauseous expression.

The filming process went smoothly, and the biggest reason for this was probably that Mo Ci was extremely satisfied with the leading actor, even if he called a card, it was often due to professional problems such as walking.This situation continued until the last day of filming in China.

Meroving didn't see Mo Ci when he came here in the morning, and it happened that Brandon called him at this time, so he walked to a place where no one was around, "Hello, Brandon."

"Lance, how long will it take you to make a movie? Although I can help you here, I can't hold it for a long time. Those of your family usually enjoy paintings and drink afternoon tea every day like nobles. Oh, no, you guys I was originally a nobleman. But this is not the point, the point is that when fighting for power and profit, everyone is ruthless, I am surprised, in fact, it is not bad to be an idle nobleman, why do you not let go of such a little bit of power."

Brandon said a lot in one breath, and before Meroving had time to speak, he added, "Oh, of course, what I said just now was not about you."

Merovingian leaned against the wall, "So you called me early in the morning to complain to me?"

"I'm sorry, it's not early in the morning on my side. I've been busy with your affairs for most of the day, and I really forgot the time difference. The thing I regret the most now is that I didn't stop you from going to Huaguo to meet the one in your heart. Peerless beauty."

"Now the matter is a foregone conclusion, I can only help you." Meroving lowered his head, "In ten days or so, we will go to Florence. Italy and France are not far away. If there is anything, I can handle it. .”

"Okay. But you have to pay me another salary, and I have to buy things for my little sweetheart."

"Okay." Meroving hung up the phone after finishing speaking, and just as he was about to go back, he heard a voice in front of him. He didn't want to meddle in these nosy things, but he heard the voice call a name—"Mo Ci ".

Merovingian took a few steps forward and stood at the corner.

"Mo Ci, why are you treating me like this? I love you so much. I have given everything for you. I am willing to lie down for you. I don't even want my dignity. You still want to break up with me like this! Are you going too far?"

Mo Ci leaned against the wall with his arms folded, listening to the people standing in front of him, his eyes were still smiling, "Good boy, didn't we agree before, so we get together and leave, but we're here now It's time to go. I still have shooting tasks today..."

"Shooting mission, of course I know you have a shooting mission. Do you have a new love, just in this crew, who, you haven't announced the male lead yet? What's the matter, you don't have an appointment now, change it Cheng directly follow the unspoken rules?"

Mo Ci smiled a little coldly when he heard these words, he stopped leaning against the wall and walked towards the other party. "Whether I have a new love or not should have nothing to do with you."

He raised his hand to the man's lips, stopped his words, and the smile in his eyes was even stronger.He was already taller than many people, and when he looked at people like this, he was often full of oppression. "As for breaking up, baby, we've never been together. Where did we break up? I told you when you came over to pass me a drink. I've never been in a relationship." The place where they met was a bar Don't tell him that there are people who will find a true partner in this kind of place.What's more, he had seen the other party hook up with a little boy in a bar a long time ago, then turned around and went to the hotel next door to get a room.

"you!"

Mo Zhi took a step back, "Don't make trouble with me here, you're wasting our mutual time." He was about to leave after saying this, but just as he was about to turn a corner, he collided with Meroving. Holding the mobile phone, it seems to be sending messages to others.

The man who came to look for Mo Ci also followed, only to see Mo Ci bump into a man's arms, and the other's hand was still wrapped around his waist.

"So, he is your new love?"

"En." Mo Ci put one hand on Meroving's shoulder, and then leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek, but the position was a bit off, it was going to be close to the corner of his lips.He fixed his eyes on Merovingian's blue eyes like the ocean, and said with a smile, "This is my new love, I regard it as a treasure."

"Mo Ci!" The man looked at him and smiled helplessly, "You never have a heart, no one can get you, and you can't really get anyone."

"I don't care about these, I don't care about whose heart, only you will care about such useless things." He has never cared about these things, getting someone else's heart will not make him happy, and such words will not make him angry. "Baby, goodbye, don't bother me, you definitely don't want to see me perform live erotica in front of you."

Mo Ci didn't get up from Meroving's body when the other party was far away, he just raised his face slightly, "I'm sorry, Lance, I took advantage of you just now."

"It's okay, I don't mind." Naturally, a gentleman would not ask questions, especially if it seemed like a relationship issue.They had only known each other not long ago, so they had no right or identity to touch such an intimate topic.

Mo Cixiao, the hand that was on his shoulder slipped to his neckline, "So, you didn't avoid that kiss just now, was it because of your gentlemanly demeanor?"

"I can take it as your greeting to me." A close kiss is also a normal etiquette.

Although Mo Ci and Xu Zihe said that he didn't intend to hide from Mo Luowen for too long, but he didn't plan to press so hard before, but it just happened to be such an opportunity today, it's a pity to waste it.His fingers slid lightly on Merovingian's chest, "Did the close-to-face kiss from your Lance fall on the corner of the lips? If so, according to etiquette, shouldn't you return the same kiss to me?"

Thousands of thoughts flashed through Meroving's mind at the time, but in the end, he just lowered his head slightly, like Mo Ci did just now, and put a kiss on the corner of his lips, with a low and hoarse voice, "Bonjour."

Good morning, or rather, hello.

Just a kiss on the corner of the lips, how enough?

At least it is definitely not enough for Mo Ci, but he told himself several times in his heart to be patient, and finally he just replied hoarsely, "Bonjour."

"Let's go," Meroving said with a smile, "the others are still waiting for us."

"Okay." Mo Ci got up from him, "Let's go."

He thought about the kiss that fell on the corner of his lips just now, and felt that the taste was very good, like a gust of wind blowing from Reims, France, across the mountains and seas, clean and refreshing, and sweet like honey.

He really likes it.