Rebirth of the absolute actor

This turn of events happened so suddenly, not to mention others, even Eva and Tian Ya, who were by Wei Muyang's side, were a little caught off guard.

Seeing Wei Muyang being dragged out without explanation, Eva couldn't help being anxious.

"Ayang!" Eva yelled, and wanted to chase after her, but was stopped by a young man with a baby face, and at the same time, several people behind him closed the door.

The young man smiled and said to her, "Miss Eva, please don't worry, my boss wants to talk to Mr. Wei about something, it's just on this floor, we won't go far away, please be patient and wait patiently for a while .”

Eva fell down angrily, but looking at the resolute people in front of her, she also understood that there was nothing she could do.

I just hope that Boss Mo won't do anything bad to find Ah Yang.

At this moment, Zhu Liangpeng strode over, "What's the matter, Miss Eva, who are they?"

These few people are tall, big and burly, and they exude a kind of cold aura. They are not ordinary people at first sight. It is probably not a good thing to suddenly barge in like this and take away their own actors.

If you can communicate well, that's the best, if you can't...

Zhu Liangpeng was already ready to call the police. Although it was said that news such as calling the police would be detrimental to future publicity, he didn't care about that much right now.

However, what he didn't expect was that the one who seemed to be the most talkative among those few people stepped forward and said to him with a smile: "Is Director Zhu right? Don't worry, we are not bad people. My boss asked Mr. Wei has some personal matters to talk about, and I'm really sorry for disturbing everyone's filming. In order to express my apology, my boss exempted you from renting the Bingyan Building. Director Zhu, please don't mind the little things just now."

As soon as he uttered these few words, Zhu Liangpeng was taken aback for a moment.

The other party... turned out to be the owner of the Bingyan Building?

His expression suddenly became serious, and all kinds of strange and unknown expressions appeared in the eyes of the people not far away.

I don't know how many people have guessed about Wei Muyang before.

But at this moment, on the other side, Wei Muyang was rather baffled, where did this person come from, with this dark face, what kind of madness is he going?

His wrist was pulled so painfully, but he couldn't break free after exerting force a few times. He had no choice but to stumble and walk behind Mo Qingyu. The other person was taller than him, and his feet were walking fast. He almost Every time, he was almost pulled to the ground, but Mo Qingyu in front seemed to be ignorant, and just strode forward.

what happened to him?Who messed with him?

Wei Muyang cursed in his heart, and asked several times in a row, but he couldn't get a response. How could he know that the one who offended Mo Qingyu was none other than himself.

When he saw the scene where the boy fell from the floor-to-ceiling window, Mo Qingyu stood up straight in shock, and his face was even more ugly.

No one knew how intense his heartbeat was at that moment, and the sudden sense of fear swept away his mind in an instant, making him unable to feel any emotions other than fear.

If it wasn't for later, when he watched the boy being hung on the outer wall and being pulled up step by step, Mo Qingyu didn't know what he would do because of that fear.

However, when he sat down on the chair and his fear slowly dissipated, a wave of anger gradually filled his mind again.

It will!It will!

That boy actually did such a thing in a place where he couldn't see it. I don't know how many times he has done this kind of horrible scene secretly!

It's just that I don't love myself too much!

Even if it's making a movie, is it necessary to work so hard?In movies, shouldn't there be stunts and stuntmen?Why do you have to go into battle by yourself and do such a dangerous thing!

I am really too tolerant of him, thinking that he is still young, I can't scare him, so I let him grow up slowly in the area I like. In the end, the answer I gave him was that this kid didn't know the seriousness at all, and even He did such a thing with no regard for his own safety!

If Wei Muyang knew what Mo Qingyu was thinking, he would definitely be wronged.

Why disregarding his own safety, this is the first time he has done such a thing!At least this body, this is the first time to challenge such a dangerous shot!

and!You, Mo Qingyu, are not someone of your own, even if you did something, what does it have to do with him!

Fortunately, he didn't know what was going on in Mo Qingyu's mind, otherwise, once his thoughts were known, the other party who was already in a rage wouldn't know what extreme things he would do.

Mr. Mo, who has always been used to controlling everything, how could he allow the person he likes to act against him!

"bump!"

A door was opened, and then closed with gravity. Immediately afterwards, Wei Muyang was suddenly pushed against the wall. Before he had time to react, a figure full of tyrannical aura pressed up tightly. .

Feeling the tough and soft body under his body, Mo Qingyu squeezed it maliciously, and sure enough, he heard the sound of "um" from the other party, a deep look flashed in his eyes, and the next second, single He raised Wei Muyang's slender chin with his hand, and covered it tightly.

However, Wei Muyang was so crushed that he almost couldn't breathe, so he let out an unconscious □□, but he didn't expect this □□ to be like a switch, igniting the other party's enthusiasm.

While his body was being squeezed, a pair of lips full of hot breath covered his lips heavily, sucking and biting, doing everything he could.

There was a bang in Wei Muyang's head, and his body couldn't help trembling. If it wasn't for being pressed tightly against the wall, he might have slipped along the wall and fell to the ground.

This...burning feeling...this feeling of being conquered...what is it...

His mind seemed to be lit on fire, he was in a chaotic state, he completely lost his sanity for a while, and he could only gradually become obsessed with the actions of that person.

It took several minutes for Mo Qingyu to let go of Wei Muyang's lips, but he did not move, still pressing on Wei Muyang's body, that oppressive handsome face was tightly pressed against the lips of Wei Muyang. Less than twenty centimeters away from Wei Muyang, an aggressive light gradually rose from those perfectly shaped black eyes.

not good!

Wei Muyang is not a jerky first brother, from Mo Qingyu's eyes, he saw a deep sense of crisis, and his sanity finally returned at this moment.

He suddenly realized what happened just now. After being frightened, his body suddenly regained some strength, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he wanted to push the person in front of him away.

However, his reaction was no match for Mo Qingyu's.

The next moment, his hands were already grasped by the wrists. Even though he gritted his teeth desperately and tried hard, Mo Qingyu lifted him above his head without any suspense, and firmly clasped it above his head with one hand.

A look of shame and indignation suddenly appeared on his face.

"Do you still dare not be good?"

Dangerous light flashed in Mo Qingyu's eyes. The other party's struggle seemed to ignite his passion even more. He looked at Wei Muyang playfully. The difference in strength between the two was huge. Can't shake his grasp at all.

Looking at Wei Muyang, who pursed his lips tightly and did not speak, Mo Qingyu smiled charmingly, and firmly lifted his chin with his other free hand, covering his hot lips again.

Different from the enthusiasm and rudeness before, this time the man tried his best to be provocative. First, he slowly stroked Wei Muyang's lips with the tip of his tongue, and then opened his lips when he was completely familiar with the softness. Inwardly, gently stroking the gums inch by inch, and finally grasping the touch of cloves, sucking and spitting, using everything to the extreme.

It has to be said that Mo Qingyu's kissing skills are extremely good, even under such circumstances, Wei Muyang also felt waves of heart-wrenching *, his originally stiff body, under Mo Qingyu's deep kiss, Slowly slowed down.

Mo Qingyu felt all this immediately, and the offensive became more intense.

Under his deliberate provocation, Wei Muyang's mind fell into chaos again. Not only did he feel the sensation of * from the state of alternating lips and teeth, but also there was a rush of heat from under his body, slowly along his spine, upwards rising.

Of course, this is inseparable from Mo Qingyu's deliberate friction.

Since his rebirth, he has never lived that kind of life, and now Jiu Kuang's body, under the provocation of Mo Qingyu, who is a superb kisser, naturally had a physiological reaction.

After about 10 minutes, Mo Qingyu reluctantly let go of the charming lips in front of him.

As a man, how could he not understand what the sudden hardness in his lower abdomen was? Seeing that the other party was moved by him, he felt extremely proud.

Being able to conquer a man of the same sex is the best compliment for a man, and the taste of this same sex is so wonderful, although he knew that the lips of a teenager are so sweet, but he never expected that just a kiss that he devoted himself to would make him feel so delicious. The whole body is so hot.

Or... just strike while the iron is hot today?

Feeling the scorching heat rising from his lower abdomen, while his mouth was dry, this thought flashed in his mind. At the same time, Mo Qingyu leaned back a little, and he looked at the young man's moist lips and a touch of silver on the edge of his lips with satisfaction. ..., a wicked smile finally appeared on that handsome face.

Picking up Wei Muyang, who was already limp, he strode to the center of the room, kicked away the obstructing chair, and carefully placed him on the conference table.

Yes, the room they came in was originally a small conference room with a conference table for 20 people in the middle.

At this time, Wei Muyang still hadn't recovered his sanity, he didn't even know that he had been placed on the table, and that he would be torn apart in the next moment. He just stared blankly at Mo Mo with his wet eyes. Qingyu.

When Mo Qingyu was looked at by him like that, he felt that his body was getting hotter.

He took a deep breath, finally couldn't hold it back, leaned his upper body on Wei Muyang's body, and kissed those two red lips again. In the boy's shirt.

In fact, he didn't know that in normal times, he would never be able to get it so easily.

After the shooting just now, the boy's physical strength has been exhausted, and he is also a little relaxed mentally because he has overcome the previous nightmare, and Mo Qingyu's shot can only be described as thunderous, and he did not respond at all. Wei Muyang was so easily restrained at this time.

Otherwise, even if Mo Qingyu usually practiced Taekwondo, it would be impossible to subdue Wei Muyang so easily.