On the correct way to do fake dramas

Zhou Nanjun fell into deep thought while asking Zhuang Yanbei to blow-dry his hair.

He felt as if he had lost.

No matter how dull he was, he still realized that Zhuang Yanbei's performance today was very wrong, as if he wanted to compete with him.

This seems to be turning into a game.

Although he didn't know when the game started, he hated losing.

Zhou Nanjun's hair is a bit long, and it's hard to dry after washing his hair, but like most boys who don't pay attention to it, he is too lazy to blow-dry his hair carefully, so every time after washing his hair, he just wipes it with a towel. It was dismissed, and even lay down directly on the pillow. Xie Yaochen had told Zhou Nanjun several times before, but Zhou Nanjun often listened to the left ear and the right ear.

Although Zhuang Yanbei looked a bit cold on the outside, he was very meticulous in blowing Zhou Nanjun's hair, and he didn't have a trace of patience. The two didn't talk to each other, and the only sound in the room was the hum of the hair dryer.

Zhou Nanjun walked away for a while, and when he came back to his senses, the sound of the hair dryer had stopped.

"Okay, done."

"Oh," Zhou Nanjun came to his senses, "Ahem, thank you, it's very comfortable. I'll treat you to dinner next time."

Zhuang Yanbei smiled: "If you really want to thank me, blow my hair next time."

"You still have to make progress?" Zhou Nanjun raised his eyebrows, "You are quite skilled in blow-drying people's hair, don't you often blow-dry others' hair? Is this your second skill besides playing the guitar? ? Yes, if you don’t become an idol in the future, you can still open a hair salon, or have a side job or something.”

Zhuang Yanbei pursed her lips: "No, it's the first time I've given someone a hair blow."

"Really? Then why are you so proficient?" Zhou Nanjun obviously didn't believe it.

"Of course it's true," Zhuang Yanbei snorted, "Why did you lie to me?"

"Okay," Zhou Nanjun casually said, "Then I'll blow it up for you next time."

After Zhuang Yanbei finished drying Zhou Nanjun's hair, he went to take a shower.

Zhou Nanjun lay on the bed and played with his mobile phone. Since the filming of "Out of Control", the crew has applied for new Weibo for several leading actors except Zhuang Yanbei. Since the new Weibo, he has started During his screen-watching career, apart from filming, his favorite thing to do every day is go to Weibo to read the comments from fans, as well as the short stories and fanarts written by CP fans for him and Zhuang Yanbei. .

Even he himself doesn't know why he, a straight man, likes to read these rotten jokes and rotten articles, and he still reads them with gusto.

Zhou Nanjun quite likes to read his and Zhuang Yanbei's CP articles. He especially appreciates the brains of those CP fans. If he is not the person involved, he will almost think that those are real things.

When Zhuang Yanbei came out of the shower, he saw Zhou Nanjun lying on the bed with a rippling smile on his phone.

"What are you looking at?"

"You want to know? Come on, I'll read you a passage."

Zhou Nanjun chuckled, and read a paragraph into the phone, his voice was cadenced and full of emotion.

...if he hadn't read a little yellow essay.

Zhuang Yanbei was at a loss at first, but after listening to a few words, he gradually realized that something was wrong.

Wait, what is this? !

What is this!

After hearing a few words, Zhuang Yanbei couldn't take it anymore, and hurriedly called to stop: "Stop, stop, what are you looking at?"

Zhou Nanjun looked up at Zhuang Yanbei, and raised his eyebrows: "Look at the small essays written by fans for us, what? Haven't you read it?"

"I've seen it..." Zhuang Yanbei was obviously still immersed in the shock of Zhou Nanjun's recitation of the little Huangwen. After subconsciously blurting out, he immediately denied it, "Of course I haven't! How could I have seen it?"

Zhou Nanjun clicked his tongue twice: "I didn't expect that you are such an idol, but you are so indifferent to your fans. If your fans know that their idols never read their carefully written comments, they will definitely faint in the toilet crying. After I finished, I climbed the wall, and then I took off my fans and stepped on it.”

"Of course I will read the comments they wrote carefully, but I only read the normal ones. Of course I don't read the abnormal ones." Zhuang Yanbei's face was a little red, and he bit his lower lip, "Look What are those?"

"The essays written by CP fans are quite interesting," Zhou Nanjun raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you embarrassed? Anyway, it's not true... Do you still take it seriously?"

Zhuang Yanbei glared at Zhou Nanjun: "Even if it's not true, it's too strange to watch!" Would a normal straight man like to watch CP fans YY's little yellow text?

Zhou Nanjun looked at Zhuang Yanbei's slightly red ears: "So you're shy? You are still too young."

Only then did Zhuang Yanbei realize that Zhou Nanjun was molesting him again, and he was a little annoyed at once, but this time he didn't know how to fight back. Zhou Nanjun read him a little pornography to tease him, should he read a more explosive little pornography? Wen?Leaving aside whether he could hold back his shame and read out the little Huang Wen, he felt that if he really read a more explosive Xiao Huang Wen, Zhou Nanjun would probably not feel ashamed at all, but would return him with a more exciting paragraph. And the explosive little Huang Wen...

This time, he lost.

Zhuang Yanbei bit her lower lip unwillingly, and glared at Zhou Nanjun with her beautiful almond eyes, but there was nothing she could do about Zhou Nanjun.

Zhou Nanjun chuckled, turned over, and continued to lie on the bed and write.

Zhuang Yanbei was overwhelmed, and called Zhou Nanjun: "Wait a minute, you haven't blown my hair yet."

Zhou Nanjun looked up, only to find that Zhuang Yanbei had also washed his hair just now, and was waiting for him to help dry his hair.

Zhou Nanjun is usually too lazy to even blow-dry his own hair, let alone help others. Just now, he was just perfunctory Zhuang Yanbei, but seeing Zhuang Yanbei's naturally righteous face, he was too embarrassed to play tricks, so he could only Reluctantly got up and picked up the hair dryer.

Zhuang Yanbei automatically and consciously sat on the head of the bed, and asked Zhou Nanjun to stand and blow-dry his hair.

Zhou Nanjun blow-dried Zhuang Yanbei's hair for a while, and suddenly he had an idea, so he deliberately used the hair dryer to blow on Zhuang Yanbei's neck. Sure enough, in the next second, Zhuang Yanbei, who had a very sensitive neck, shrank into a ball and fell on the ground. bed.

Seeing this, Zhou Nanjun intensified his efforts, and deliberately pressed Zhuang Yanbei's shoulder and blew on his neck: "Hey, are you comfortable?"

"Let go..." Zhuang Yanbei clutched his neck and curled up into a ball. Although his strength was stronger than Zhou Nanjun's, but his vitals were restrained at this moment, he really couldn't use much strength to push Zhou Nanjun away.

Zhou Nanjun was just trying to tease Zhuang Yanbei on a whim. He was about to let go of Zhuang Yanbei, but at the next moment, Zhuang Yanbei, who had been held down by his shoulders and blown his neck, exploded. With great strength, he turned over and pushed Zhou Nanjun down on the bed, grabbed Zhou Nanjun's arm and pressed it up, trying to restrain the tricky Zhou Nanjun.

When Zhou Nanjun came to his senses, Zhuang Yanbei had already pressed him on the bed, and the hair dryer in his hand fell off, and he was lying on the floor and continued to make humming noises.

Zhuang Yanbei's face was very close to him, his flawless eyebrows and eyes were enlarged several times and still looked like a painting, his cheeks and ear tips were slightly red because of the resistance and struggle just now.

Lying on the bed, Zhou Nanjun blinked at Zhuang Yanbei above: "What? You want to rehearse the sex scene in the script now? If you want to rehearse, I have no problem, just come."

There is indeed a sex scene in "Out of Control". After Fang Sixian recognized his thoughts on Tang Tianyuan, he finally couldn't suppress his feelings for Tang Tianyuan. After misunderstanding that Tang Tianyuan fell in love with someone else, he lost control and pushed Tang Tianyuan to the ground. On the bed...the two confessed their affection to each other, and after resolving the misunderstanding, they began to have a deep affection, you and me, so everything after that happened so naturally and naturally.

The scene before the sex scene started was somewhat similar to the present, that's why Zhou Nanjun suddenly remembered it.

Zhuang Yanbei was stunned for a moment, of course he didn't expect to rehearse any sex scene, but after being reminded by Zhou Nanjun, he immediately remembered the sex scene in the script, because he didn't like men, he never imagined that sex scene I can't figure out the picture, just kidding, when he knew that there were sex scenes with the same sex in the script, he almost got goosebumps...

But now, when he looked down at Zhou Nanjun below him, his brain suddenly twitched, and that image naturally emerged—the bed scene of Tang Tianyuan with Zhou Nanjun's face on his face and Fang Sixian with his own face on his face ...

There seems to be no inconsistency.

Wait, there seems to be something wrong?

...It's obviously not right anywhere!

Zhuang Yanbei was frightened by his brain power, he quickly let go of the hand holding Zhou Nanjun's wrist, and stood up straight, but his body was a little stiff, the tips of his ears were slightly red, and his eyes were a little erratic.

Guilty in capital letters.

Zhou Nanjun shrugged: "Stop rehearsing? Boring."

Seems a little disappointed.

Zhuang Yanbei snorted, and quickly regained his composure. He bent down and picked up the hair dryer on the floor, and began to blow-dry his own hair.

Looking at Zhuang Yanbei's appearance, Zhou Nanjun softened his heart: "Let me do it."

"Stop making trouble." Zhuang Yanbei didn't believe Zhou Nanjun any more.

"Don't worry, I won't make trouble this time, and I will definitely give you a good bragging."

Zhou Nanjun repeatedly assured that Zhuang Yanbei let down his vigilance and handed the hair dryer to Zhou Nanjun.

Zhou Nanjun stood up again, blowing Zhuang Yanbei's hair standing up, this time he was very quiet, obediently blowing Zhuang Yanbei's hair, blowing, he found that Zhuang Yanbei seemed to be just pretending to be calm, obviously Even the ears are red.

Zhou Nanjun couldn't help reaching out and pinching Zhuang Yanbei's reddish earlobe.

The two of them froze for a moment.

After pinching, Zhou Nanjun also realized that his earlobe pinching... seemed a bit too ambiguous.

Of course he wouldn't feel embarrassed, but seeing Zhuang Yanbei's earlobes dripping red as if he was about to explode in embarrassment, he cleared his throat to divert his attention: "Are your ears sensitive? Like your neck?"

Zhuang Yanbei, who had a psychological shadow, immediately covered his ears and rolled over on the bed, hiding away from Zhou Nanjun, with a vigilant expression on his face.