I'm the man who wants to be the best actor [Rebirth]

Ling Han: "..."

He is serious, he really can't go on kissing.

After laughing for a full 5 minutes, Fang Lu had the tendency to stop. He looked at the script, smiled and said, "Okay, I understand."

He changed the subject: "Brother Han, have you ever kissed before?"

Ling Han was stunned, glanced at Fang Lu, and then dodged again: "..."

Fang Lu leaned down, forced Ling Han's eyes to meet his own, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Haha, that's it."

Ling Han: "..."

Fang Lu laughed so hard that he could hardly see his eyes: "Brother Han, it's fine if you tell me about things like 'you can't talk', but don't tell others, if it's someone else, they won't know , I thought you said that little girls are ugly. I understand, it’s the first time, I’m always nervous.”

Ling Han: "..."

He especially wanted to shut up Shang Lu's mouth right now.

Fang Lu said again: "Brother Han, do you have someone you like?"

Ling Han looked at Fang Lu, his eyes flickered with narrowness.

Fang Lu smiled: "That's it!"

Ling Han: "..."

Fang Lu said with a hippie smile: "In this way, when you shoot this scene, bring the other party into the person you like, won't it make you feel better?"

Ling Han was a little surprised, and raised his head to look at Fang Lu—he thought that with Fang Lu's gossip attributes, the next question would definitely be "Who do you like?", but he didn't expect this guy to skip this question directly.

Ling Han was a little ashamed, after all he underestimated Fang Lu: Obviously, although the other party is used to making jokes, he is not the kind of person who likes to pry into other people's privacy, and once he enters the work mode, he will have nothing else to do, so there is nothing else, All temporarily put aside.

Fang Lu was still talking to himself: "You just treat me as Ma Weiwei... Uh, no, as someone you like."

He paused, turned around halfway, his eyes were shining brightly, and a warm smile appeared in his eyes: "Yes, if... If you really like me, the one who has liked me for seven or eight years kind."

Ling Han was taken aback for a moment, and through the clear eyes of "Lu Youyang", he saw the self who liked Fang Lu for who knows how many years - the face of Fang Lu in his mind was different from the face of "Lu Youyang". stop overlapping.

He was in a daze without knowing it.

Fang Lu only thought that the other party had entered the drama and fell in love, and he was overjoyed: "Yes, that's it," he guided Ling Han step by step, "I, you have loved me for so many years, now you are leaving, leaving me, Maybe we will never meet again in this life, what will you do?"

"Shooting!" Ling Han's mind suddenly recalled the incident when he was shot in New York a while ago, and the direction of the gunshots at that time happened to be the direction where Fang Lu was leaving.

"Maybe we will never see each other again in this life."

Fang Lu's voice overlapped with gunshots, and Ling Han's pupils suddenly shrank to the extreme.

He suddenly grabbed Fang Lu's shoulder.

"Boom-"

Fang Lu was caught off guard, his arms hurt, and somehow his feet slipped as if in a coordinated reaction, and he fell on his back on the bed.

"Damn." Fang Lu couldn't help cursing inwardly, and when he regained his composure, Ling Han's face was already within walking distance.

The moment Fang Lu fell down, Ling Han had already reacted, but everything happened too fast, he couldn't stop him in a blink of an eye, he could only grab the opponent's back to slow down the speed of the fall.

Fang Lu's legs were spread|open, and Ling Han's knee was between his legs.

There is an indescribable... distress in Ling Han's eyes.

Are you still thinking about your sweetheart?

Fang Lu looked into those dark eyes, not forgetting his responsibilities in the play, and guided conscientiously: "Yes, it is this kind of eyes, with this kind of emotion, I regard me as your lover, imagining that you are coming soon Farewell to life and death, now..."

He swallowed his saliva: "Kiss me."

Ling Han's Adam's apple unconsciously rolled back and forth a few times, and he slowly pressed down, his face getting closer to Fang Lu's.

Breathing | blending, breath intertwining | entanglement.

The bridges of their noses were almost touching.

"Ah, I'm sorry for disturbing you!" Cindy, who descended from the sky, looked at a certain pair of dogs and men who were "stacked" together on the bed in this posture, and was only shocked for a moment before quickly regaining her composure——

Anyway, it's not the first time I saw these two people being so ambiguous.

She turned around, with a look that she couldn't bear to look directly at, slipped on her foot and quickly ran away.

I didn't forget to close the door before leaving, which can be said to be very considerate.

After Cindy walked out of the hotel building, she was still confessing: It seems that I have ruined someone else's good deed for the second time!

But for this matter, Cindy thinks she can't blame her alone: ​​it was Ling Han who told him that today's filming was going to be very late, and she wanted to take advantage of his time to clean up the house, is it wrong?

No.

"But that's not the reason for me to do bad things to others!" Cindy covered her face.

After the door was closed, Ling Han finally came back to his senses, he said: "Did she... misunderstand something?"

As he spoke, he was about to get up from Fang Lu.

But it didn't work—Fang Lu suddenly stretched out two dishonest long legs, and put them on Ling Han's waist.

Ling Han was "clamped" just like that.

Ling Han: "..."

The atmosphere of the acting has been completely destroyed, Fang Lu gave up on the scene at this moment, grinning: "What is the misunderstanding, misunderstanding? Didn't you just want to kiss me?"

Brother Ling, who was so teased by such flirtatious words, frowned and didn't speak.

Fang Lu thought that Ling Han was a little angry, but then remembered the look in Ling Han's eyes when he remembered his sweetheart, and suddenly felt a little...unhappy.

He straightened his face: "Brother Han, do you really... really like that person?"

——This kind of talk is actually beyond Fang Lu's code of conduct. He has always been unwilling to talk too much about other people's private affairs, especially family and relationship matters, but now he doesn't know what's wrong, he's not happy ...and just said it.

Ling Han opened his mouth slightly, but suddenly he didn't know what to say, so he kept silent again.

Fang Lu's unhappiness soared.

"No, I don't have anyone I like." Ling Han said suddenly.