After realizing that I am beautiful [Rebirth]

"It's really like it," Qi Lin nestled down on the sofa again, and the hand on his forehead kept sticking to it. Qi Lin instinctively thought it was too hot, so he hid around on the sofa, and then his arm was grabbed by the other party.

"Don't move," Zang Nandu held the person down, knelt on the sofa with one knee, bent down and pressed his forehead against it again.

Qi Lin kept his eyes open, didn't hide when the other party approached, and kept staring, and then called again, "Husband."

After calling out, he giggled, then raised his head and pushed Zang Nandu away, "itch."

"Hot," Zang Nandu pulled the man up from his back again, "Where is the thermometer?"

"Huh?" Qi Lin stretched out his hand and pointed to the inner room, then leaned on the sofa and wanted to sleep, the phrase "husband" in his mouth could not be finished, as if he was addicted.

Qilin's eyelids were very sleepy, and finally drooped down calmly, his palms and back were sweating all the time, and finally his body was sticky and uncomfortable.

The house is new, the heating inside is barely on, and the sweat on Qilin's back cools down quickly, and Qilin suddenly turns from hot to cold, and finally curls up in the corner of the sofa, sleeping with his eyes closed is not at ease.

Finally, when I was half asleep and half awake, a cold and slippery thing suddenly stuck out of my mouth.

"Open your mouth," Zang Nandu's voice fell to the side again.

Qi Lin is cold now, so he instinctively walks around people, and finally grabs the other person's back and sticks himself against the person, trying to find a place on his body, and then sleep like this for the rest of his life.

But in the end, Qi Lin didn't get what he wanted. He was laid flat on the sofa by Zang Nandu like a piece of paper, and then his mouth was still pried open. A voice in front of him kept saying, "Hold it."

But Qilin felt cold, and every time the smooth glass rod was inserted into his mouth, it always made him feel cold from the top of his head to his toes, so he tilted his head and refused to cooperate.

His mouth kept saying it was cold.

"Put it under the tongue," Zang Nandu explained patiently, still pinching Qi Lin's chin, trying to make him be honest.

"Cold," Qi Lin put his arms across his eyes, and refused directly.

After being entangled for a while, a warm object suddenly came into Qilin's mouth. He measured it with his tongue, and it was thicker than a thermometer, and it was hot. This time, he was not so repulsive.

After that, Qi Lin didn't have much consciousness, he just remembered that he had something hot in his mouth, and felt the temperature in sync with his mouth, so he didn't care about it any more, and just fell asleep like that.

When Qi Lin opened his eyes again, he was sure that he was awakened by heat.

He stared at the gray ceiling and squeezed his hands.

I still have a hand in my hand, but the palms of both of them are full of sweat.

Qilin licked his mouth around, it was still wet, and there was a sweet taste of fruit in his own mouth.

He turned his face and saw Zang Nandu sitting beside his bed, now asleep on his stomach.

On the bed sheet was a shaved back of the head, the room was dark, Qi Lin could only see the general outline of Zang Nandu clearly, Qi Lin didn't move his hand, and used the other free hand to touch the phone to check the time.

But still alarmed the people around him.

"Wake up," Zang Nandu sat up by himself, and reached out to touch Qi Lin's head. "I had a severe fever yesterday. I planned to send you to the hospital if the fever didn't subside after waking up." He moved his neck and retracted his hand as he spoke. "It seems unnecessary now."

Hearing the rattling sound on his body, Qi Lin took that hand and pulled it up, "There's still time, come up and sleep for a while."

"No, the company has something to do, it's urgent," Zang Nandu pulled his hands back, got up and walked out.

Qilin lay back on his own, thinking that Zang Nandu was going to leave after getting dressed, so he leaned on the head of the bed and counted the time to get up. Today, there are two commercial appointments, plus a little bit of finishing work for the previous variety show. Go to the crew to gather, wait until the time has passed, Qilin suddenly saw a light in the living room, and shouted outside, "Haven't you left yet?"

When people from outside came in again, they put on an apron and held a small bowl of porridge in both hands, "I see that there is still some rice in the kitchen, so I made it."

"Your schedule is tight, you can call Shanyiting now, after eating and taking a shower, you will be able to go out," Zang Nandu arranged in his mouth, and began to pick up his coat in his hand, and when he buttoned it, the person on the bed bowed his head and remained silent , the white porridge next to him didn't move, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Qilin shook his head, "It's okay."

Zang Nandu put on his clothes slowly, then sat on the edge of Qilin, lowered his head and asked him, "No appetite?"

"No," Qi Lin raised his head and laughed, "Go and do your work, I'll sleep for a while."

Zang Nandu propped up one hand on the bed, and the mattress sank in the middle under the extra weight, and the people at both ends moved closer.

Qi Lin's shoulder just touched the opponent's chest and mouth.

"You're sick," Zang Nandu stretched out his hand and pressed on the child's head.

"I know," Qi Lin didn't have much purpose when he looked at him, because he couldn't explain what Zang Nandu meant now in that sentence, and stared at Zang Nandu after he finished speaking.

The two stared at each other for a while, and Zang Nandu suddenly stretched out his hand to press Qi Qilin's head, and said,

"As long as you say you want me to stay,"

"I'll stay."

The snow stopped at night, the sky cleared up at night, and the moon shone on a fine layer of snow.

Editor Zhou just hung up the phone and waved to the regular manager, "Have you contacted Master Zang and Teacher Qi?"

The field manager still had the phone on his ear, and he frowned listening to the creaking sound inside.

"not yet."

Editor Zhou swept the white snow with his feet, looked at the time and muttered, "It's strange, the two of you were the ones who mentioned it before, why can't you get in touch now that it's almost time?"

Editor Zhou called Shan Yiting again, and the last news he got was that Qi Lin was not in touch, but Zang Nandu called in advance, and the news he gave was to help Qi Lin push the daytime announcement, saying that he would bring Qi Lin with him at night. Lin comes.

Editor Zhou waited patiently.

After a while, I saw Zang Nandu's car.

Finally, at the last moment of seven o'clock, I turned a corner and entered the parking lot.

In the car, Qilin's stuffy nose didn't improve much, but he didn't suffer from headaches any more. He was holding the evening book in his hand. He studied all the way, and he was somewhat worried whether this scene could bring out his state.

This scene has some action, after waking up, the sweet taste in the mouth is still there, and I forgot to rinse my mouth after waking up, so I patted Zang Nandu who was in the driver's seat, "Master Zang, is there any sugar? "

Actually, when Qilin slapped his hands on it, he didn't expect to be able to ask for candy. It was because he was used to asking Zang Nandu for cigarettes, so he didn't pay much attention to candy, but he didn't expect that he actually put a piece in his palm.

The color of the candy paper was incompatible with the blue-gray suit that Zang Nandu was wearing now.

"Take it everywhere?" Qi Lin rolled the sugar in with the tip of his tongue, then smacked and asked Zang Nandu.

"I'm used to it," Zang Nandu said briefly, and then took Qi Lin out of the car.

Just in time.

Editor Zhou waved to this side from afar, and Qi Lin also stood beside Zang Nandu, throwing his arms on his feet.

The two groups finally met at the appointed time.

"Teacher Qi has a serious cold." Editor Zhou knew that Qi Lin's current state was a bit out of order when he got to Renheer, especially because Ren's nasal voice was very serious when he spoke.

"I'm fine, it's much better after a good night's sleep," Qi Lin didn't stop when he spoke, and started to do styling directly.

"I'll keep an eye on his status," Zang Nandu patted Zhou Bian on the shoulder, reassured him, then lowered his head and asked, "Is Old Ge okay?"

"It's much better. When I went here a few times, I brought unedited footage with me. She just kept nodding. I think she will be discharged from the hospital after she is raised again." Editor Zhou said with a bright face, and suddenly remembered something. , looked at Zang Nandu who sat down and changed his clothes, and said, "Wang Guoqi has been here."

"And then?" Zang Nandu squeezed the notebook in his hand, "I'm in a rush tonight, so I'll try to get one this time."

"That—" Editor Zhou hesitated at last, "Didn't Master Cheng disappear before, and Wang Guoqi took some leftovers from him, and the family background is a bit stronger than before. It's hard for me to follow now What did he say, he invited someone to have a dinner tonight..." Editor Zhou took out his mobile phone and showed him WeChat, on which was Wang Guoqi's banquet.

"It's quite difficult for me," Editor Zhou told the truth. After all, he is a professional artist, and he doesn't have so many skills like Wang. Generally, he can only bite the bullet on such occasions.

"Since it's his idea, it's okay for you to have a meal," Zang Nandu fixed his eyes on the script, ran his fingers over the rows of small square characters on it, and whispered the words in his mouth.

Editor Zhou didn't dare to bother after reading it, but he still interjected, "Wang Guoqi asked me to call you too."

Zang Nandu didn't say anything, just switched legs and continued to read the book.

Editor Zhou saw what was going on, so he sat beside the machine and directed the adjustment angle.

The play originally scheduled for [-] o'clock started on time.

Qilin's costume was wrapped in a layer of light cotton, and there was another version of the shirt inside, and it was counted as a prop for the time being. Because of Cao Guanghan's sex and violence, the costume team replaced it with an easy-to-tear shirt. Qilin Licking the remaining sugar residue in his mouth, he stood up with the manuscript on his back, went to the set, and finally lay on the bed by himself, still reading the manuscript in his heart.

This scene is one of the few conflict scenes at the beginning, so the surrounding teams are also fully prepared.

Qi Lin was lying on the bed, and there was a large circle of people outside the camera, except for Zang Nandu who was pressing on him to find a place, the closest to him was a radio microphone wrapped in black velvet.

When Zang Nandu pressed him to bed, Qi Lin had already begun to feel the emotions that the other party was about to bring.

Qi Lin admitted that he was nervous in this scene.

Now Zang Nandu is only wearing a sleeveless shirt, and the black tattoo hangs over his eyes, and above the black there are two small, flesh-colored round scars. As for what happened there, Qilin only has to take a look. , I can remember, so now he is breathing heavily with his mouth.

It is also appropriate.

The field recorder came over and hit the board.

"Come here," Cao Guanghan spoke first again, pulling back the exposed foot of the person buried under the quilt, and directly pulled the person in front of him, "Just for fun, don't be so tight."

Yan Xiadong was comfortably gripped by the other party, so he turned away from looking at him, "Don't mess with me."

The clothes on his body were not tight in the first place, but now they are loose and unsightly after being pulled or pulled.

Cao Guanghan pressed down on the person, touched the cigarette in his butt pocket and put it on his mouth, then bit down and said,

"Hold."

With this word, Qi Lin suddenly choked in his nasal cavity.

What’s more, the brand of prop cigarettes is very coincidental, it’s the brand that Zang Nandu often smokes, but Qilin didn’t think for too long, because the rhythm of the whole scene was led by Zang Nandu, now Qilin was distracted for a moment, and then It's a little hard to keep up.

Qi Lin felt that it was over in an instant,

Now he has Zang Nandu and Cao Guanghan——

It is very clear.

"You'd better be obedient now," Cao Guanghan said now without tenderness, and even his actions were rough.

He lowered his body and pressed over, there was nothing in the words except the sugar, and the rest of the words couldn't be mixed.

Qi Lin's spirit was still outside the scene, he panted heavily, and when the other party kissed him, he felt more suffocated, and finally hung on the other party like a fish dying of thirst, and then heard Zang Nandu say,

"Your mouth is so sweet,"

"Sweet enough that I want to chew you up."

作者有话要说：臧南渡投喂任务完成。感谢在2020-05-2821:22:40~2020-05-2921:03:25期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: A3;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: SEVENWEN. 40 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!