The actor's high-compatibility lover

Wen Yan also thought of that scene.

In that scene, Xue Chenlin taught Xue Chenxing to practice calligraphy. Seeing that Xue Chenxing's writing hand was weak and his brushwork was not smooth, he held Xue Chenxing's hand from behind and taught Xue Chenxing to write his name.

Wen Yan didn't feel anything when watching it before, but now looking back at that scene, it seems...

Ning Yuanzheng leaned over to approach him from behind, then slowly held his hand and spoke in his ear...

This posture seems really ambiguous.

As he thought, his face blushed involuntarily.

He lowered his head, not knowing what to say, and it took him a long time before he whispered, "It's like this, there will be a scene the day after tomorrow."

"So I have a question to ask you now." Ning Yuanzheng asked Wen Yan with a serious attitude as if he was doing an academic discussion: "I approach you in that way, with that distance, with that posture, will you be very happy?" Nervous, so nervous that you can't breathe, your face is stiff?"

Not to mention it's time to film, Wen Yan froze when he heard this question.

Ning Yuanzheng seemed to have just realized that his question was not right, so he added a sentence lightly: "Oh, don't get me wrong, I mean you are more sensitive to the breath of alpha, and I am afraid that you will have some other reaction at that time. will blame people."

Wen Yan silently thought about his possible reaction when facing that scene, and then felt... unable to breathe.

Not to mention the start of filming, he now feels extremely nervous just thinking about that scene.

He lowered his head and said awkwardly, "I think I should have a different reaction."

After he said this, he realized that something was wrong. His statement seemed a little strange...

Other reactions seem to be an easily ambiguous concept.

He paused and explained: "Well, what I mean is that I might be uncomfortable."

"Don't worry, I understand." Ning Yuanzheng nodded with a smile, his eyes full of smiles, "You may be stiff all over."

Wen Yan: "...Yes."

That's true, but it still feels very ambiguous.

"Or let's practice in advance. We just have time tonight. We can play against each other when we go back after dinner."

Wen Yan hesitated about the time.

After all, they have an A and an O, and the scene at night may cause some unnecessary misunderstandings. If they are photographed and posted on the Internet, it will be a big scandal.

Ning Yuanzheng seemed to know what Wen Yan was thinking, and said to him: "I will let Wei Xing borrow the conference room of the hotel, and when the time comes, both of our assistants will go in to help with the scene, so there will be no other problems .”

Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and said gratefully: "Thank you, this is very good, let's try playing together tonight."

"Okay." Through the steaming mist from the hot pot, Ning Yuanzheng saw the child's porcelain-white face with a touching blush, clean and exciting.

He took out his mobile phone and sent Wei Xing a message: Prepare the hotel meeting room

Assistant Wei Xing: OK

Ning: When the time comes, you will chat with Lian Shanshan and hold her back

Assistant Wei Xing: ...you make me think that you let us be together

Ning: It's not impossible, as long as you have a good relationship

Wei Xing: ...Okay

After Ning Yuanzheng instructed Wei Xing, he was relieved.

Wen Yan went to check out after dinner, and the two drove back to the studio together.

I don't know if it's because he and Ning Yuanzheng have been in the car more often, Wen Yan suddenly found that he and Ning Yuanzheng were sitting in a closed compartment, and he didn't feel very stiff and uncomfortable, at most... just a little uncomfortable.

He sat in the co-pilot's seat a little cautiously.

Ning Yuanzheng started the car, holding the steering wheel, and asked casually, "Can you drive?"

Wen Yan shook his head: "I haven't learned it, no way."

Ning Yuanzheng suggested: "You can learn a car book, and it will be much more convenient to go out in the future."

Wen Yan is seriously thinking about this matter. His economic conditions are much better now. If Chengfeng’s film remuneration is fully credited, and he can receive a few more dramas or endorsements in the future, he should be able to buy a house and a car. Much more convenient.

Learning to drive needs to be put on the agenda.

"Okay." Wen Yan said, "I will ask Brother Mu to help me see a driving school."

Ning Yuanzheng said while driving: "I can also teach you how to drive at that time. My family has a lot of cars, and I can give you practice."

Wen Yan smiled: "Then we'll see then."

He was just a polite remark, but Ning Yuanzheng began to seriously consider this matter.

At that time, he can really teach the children to drive. Of course, he will give the children a car as a celebration.

At that time, they should have been together.

**

It was after nine o'clock in the evening when we returned to the hotel. Wen Yan got out of the car, and the cold air hit his face. He lowered his head and zipped up his coat.

When he lowered his head, he smelled his body and couldn't help smiling.

Ning Yuanzheng came over and asked, "What is so funny?"

"I can smell the hot pot on my body." Wen Yan said with a smile, "You can also smell the bottom of the pot we are eating."

"Really?" Ning Yuanzheng pretended to be curious, and leaned over to Wen Yan's shoulder to smell it, and then said, "It seems to be, I can smell that we are eating spicy hot pot with butter."

When Ning Yuanzheng came over, Wen Yan smelled the fragrance of magnolia.

He had smelled this aroma several times, and it seemed clearer this time.

It's... Ning Yuanzheng's pheromone.

The cool Mulan is the taste of Ning Yuanzheng.

It seems that it smells good.

Realizing this, he became a little embarrassed and moved away slightly.

Pheromones are such a personal thing, he doesn't smell good either.

Seeing him avoiding, Ning Yuanzheng asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Wen Yan passed vaguely, "Let's go upstairs."

The crew booked a hotel closest to the set. The environment of the hotel is average, but it has complete facilities and a special meeting room inside.

When Wen Yan and Ning Yuanzheng arrived, Wei Xing and Lian Shanshan were already sitting in the conference room waiting for them. The script was placed on the table in the conference room. The two assistants chatted happily and speculatively.

Seeing them coming, Wei Xing immediately stood up and said, "Brother Ning, Mr. Wen, are you here? The script is ready, you can directly start acting against each other."

Ning Yuanzheng nodded, took off his coat and put it on the chair next to him, picked up the script and read it.

Wen Yan also took off his coat and picked up another script.

After watching for a while, Ning Yuanzheng asked, "Have you memorized the lines?"

Wen Yan nodded, sat on the chair next to him, used the script as a scrap of paper for calligraphy practice, and picked up a pen from the side to make a gesture of writing.

Ning Yuanzheng started to move, and walked from Wen Yan's left side, with a gentle expression and a smile in his voice: "Is Xiaoxing practicing calligraphy?"

"Yes." Wen Yan answered with a pen in his hand, his voice a bit distressed: "I'm practicing thin gold body, I can't write this character well no matter what."

Ning Yuanzheng walked behind Wen Yan, "Let me take a look."

Wen Yan felt Ning Yuanzheng standing behind him, with a very obvious alpha breath around his body, he was a little stiff, but he still tried his best to pretend to be calm and said the lines, "Brother, teach me how to write, I remember Your thin gold handwriting is beautiful."

"Okay." Ning Yuanzheng said gently, bending down/body slowly.

Wen Yan held his breath.

He could clearly feel a tall alpha with a very strong breath slowly approaching him.

The cold Mulan breath that was only faintly visible before became more obvious, as if warm breath passed by the back of his neck, and his whole body froze, as if a small electric current spread from the sensitive neck to the whole body.

Ning Yuanzheng's big hand held his hand.