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Wang Xu was really cunning. When it was Shen Ge's turn to perform, he first asked Ling Jiale and Shen Ge to "review" the previous episode.

Those trembling, severe cold, anger, and fear all turned into attachment and protection in the end, surging out of the memory of the two of them.

This powerful catalyst made Shen Ge unable to restrain his excitement any longer. When the picture ended with his kiss on Ling Jiale's head, he rashly reached out his hand and gently held Ling Jiale's hand.

But Ling Jiale didn't hide, and looked at him deeply.

So then everything is fine.

Shen Ge embraced Ling Jiale from behind, and asked in a whispering voice: "Do you usually poop?"

Ling Jiale shook his head and nodded again.

Shen Ge laughed lowly, "Is there any?"

It's not that Ling Jiale has never heard of nasty words, he just can't bear to experience such explicit dialogue in front of the camera, and he feels shy when he thinks that these words will be seen and heard by countless strangers in the end.

The blush on Ling Jiale's face spread to the back of her ears: "There are... not many."

"Really?" Shen Ge realized after asking, this is not a line, but his own curiosity.

Fortunately, Ling Jiale responded quickly, or rather slowly, hesitating for a few seconds, rolling his eyes several times, and then nodded slightly.

Shen Ge's tone became more private: "Then when you touch yourself...will you fantasize?"

What responded to him was a sound softer than a mosquito: "Hmm..."

"Who fantasizes?" When he asked this sentence, he was actually a little unhappy, half of him knew it was fake, it was filming, and half of him couldn't restrain his jealousy.

"...No one...every time...is different..."

"Who are they all?" The hands around Ling Jiale's waist tightened a bit.

"Sometimes it's the physical education teacher...sometimes it's the school basketball team...senior..."

"Do you like sports?"

"...I like tall ones."

Shen Ge turned him around and faced himself, "Am I tall?"

Ling Jiale shrugged her shoulders in his arms, her face turned red into two big tomatoes, so cute that she wanted someone to bite her.

Shen Ge let out a low laugh, that laugh was almost necrotic. He compared his head with his hands to his own lips, "If I'm not tall, then you are too short."

"It can't be compared... I haven't stood up straight yet..."

"Then why don't you stand up straight?"

Ling Jiale leaned back against the table and kept leaning back slightly to avoid him, but Shen Ge leaned forward slightly to chase him, keeping his hands tightly around his waist.

Ling Jiale couldn't bear it anymore and bit her lower lip, staring down at the toes of the two of them touching together, "Don't tease me... okay?"

"Okay, I'm not kidding you, we're talking about business... Do you want to try?"

"Good!" Wang Xu applauded them loudly.

The two hurriedly separated and looked at the director in surprise. Does this mean that they won?

They walked quickly towards Wang Xu, Shen Ge was in front, just two steps away, suddenly Ling Jiale punched him from behind.

He turned his head inexplicably, and saw Ling Jiale staring at him fiercely, he remembered the scenes he added to himself just now, and smiled a little embarrassedly.

Wang Xu said that they acted well, but Min Huai'an was not convinced, and the two quarreled.

"They just met, it is impossible to speak in such an intimate tone!"

"But they just want to talk so intimately." Wang Xu replied calmly.

"But Zhang Song just humiliated him before this! Are the emotions in these two scenes connected? Director Wang, do you really think Jiang Lu's reaction is reasonable?"

Wang Xu sneered: "I can only say that you don't know anything about Jiang Lu or Zhang Song."

What he said contained cruelty that only the two of them could understand, and Min Huai'an's face immediately turned pale, as if he had suffered a major blow.

Shen Ge and Ling Jiale, who were watching the excitement nearby, looked at each other and moved away wisely.

"Gay?" Ling Jiale desperately winked at Min Huai'an, and asked him with his lips.

Shen Ge looked over there and shook his head: "I can't tell."

They saw that Min Huai'an quickly calmed down and began to bargain with Wang Xu.

Sure enough, it was still the gods who fought the little ghosts and suffered.

Wang Xu said that Min Huai'an was still not convinced, so he asked Shen Ge and Ling Jiale to continue acting until he was convinced.

Shen Ge looked at Ling Jiale, but Ling Jiale didn't look at him, and strode towards the set directly dragging his arm.

After posing that pose, Shen Ge put his arms around Ling Jiale's waist, hugged him into his arms, and said affectionately: "Okay, I'm not kidding you, let's get down to business... Do you want to try it?"

Ling Jiale's face was almost buried in his chest, and he nodded slightly.

Shen Ge deftly untied Ling Jiale's belt with his fingers, and put his hand in through his wide waistband.

Ling Jiale had seen how he and the double performed, and also watched how Min Huai'an and the double acted. He grabbed Shen Ge's wrist in a similar manner, and the other hand stretched in hastily, grabbing Shen Ge. hands, as if not to let him move.

No matter how fat the waistband of this trousers is, it will not be able to let go of both hands, Ling Jia is so happy that he sucks his stomach a little, making room for his hands.

"Stop!" It turned out to be Min Huai'an who called to stop, "Their hands are worn out."

Shen Ge and Ling Jiale separated with ugly expressions, understanding what he was talking about.

In order not to touch Ling Jiale's sensitive parts, Shen Ge hid his hands far away and was spotted by the camera.

Wang Xu's face also turned serious, and he came over to Shen Ge and said, "When you were filming this part with the double, I called you 'yes' at the end, remember?"

Shen Ge nodded.

"Just play it that way, it's fine."

Shen Ge glanced at Ling Jiale, showing hesitation, and didn't nod until Wang Xu urged him again.

But this one is another goof.

Three NG chances, only one left in an instant.

"What's going on? I don't remember how I acted with the stand-in?" Ling Jiale was a little anxious.

"Remember……"

Ling Jiale suddenly realized, understood his scruples, and was about to say something to comfort him, when Min Huai'an shouted from the sidelines: "Shen Ge, right?"

The two looked over at the same time, only to see Min Huai'an looking at Shen Ge arrogantly and giving him a thumbs up.

A small flame ignited in Ling Jiale's heart, held Shen Ge's face to make him turn his head, and hugged Shen Ge hard, "Now I am Jiang Lu, you are Zhang Song, don't care about the others, okay?"

Shen Ge didn't respond to his unusually strong hug, but subconsciously shrugged his shoulders, looked up at the ceiling, "Okay."

Generally, Shen Ge doesn't know how this kind of shots are shot in other literary films, but here with Wang Xu, as long as the performance is right, he will let you keep acting, accumulating rich materials for post-editing.

The two maintained that tightly embracing posture to brew their emotions. Ling Jiale lowered her head in his arms at first, but then she remembered something and raised her head to look at his face. She couldn't help being startled and asked worriedly: "You What's the matter? What are you thinking?"

Shen Ge quickly adjusted his expression: "It's okay."

Seeing his apparent absence, Ling Jiale lowered her head worriedly, pretending to be that shy Jiang Lu.

Wang Xu gave an order: "Start!"

Both hands folded and stretched into Ling Jiale's pants...

Shen Ge's heart was shaken, and he tried his best to control his expression—it wasn't Zhang Song who wanted to move, but Jiang Lu held onto his hand to keep him from moving, it was Shen Ge who didn't dare to move, Ling Jiale grabbed his hand and stuck it up .

Shen Ge really felt that his hands were holding Ling Jiale's genitals firmly in his palms through a layer of fabric.

Ling Jiale's shyness became extremely real, her body was completely tense, and she shrank into Shen Ge's arms.But his hand didn't give up yet, he manipulated Shen Ge's hand which had lost consciousness, and began to play tricks on his own body.

Ling Jiale is very sensitive, she tends to raise her head after only touching it twice.

He was so ashamed of his own reaction, he pressed his forehead into Shen Ge's shoulder, as if he wanted to find support on him, and pressed his other hand into a fist between his teeth, closing his eyes tightly to avoid everything—— Cameras, lighting, recording assistants, reflectors, etc., but forget that the person in front of me is the source of all my shame.

There are always such moments, whether it's on-screen or off-screen, Ling Jiale is easily controlled by intense emotions, and seems powerless.

Shen Ge was very distressed, but he was extremely clumsy at this time, except for the lines that had been repeated dozens of times, he couldn't say a single word: "You are normal, I am the same as you."

Ling Jiale trembled all over at this moment, and looked at him in surprise.

Sure enough, it is "the same".At the same time, the two realized that Shen Ge had a full erection, much more erect than Ling Jiale, and it was firmly pressed against his lower abdomen.

Ling Jiale couldn't control herself and became stiff all over, as if she wanted to dodge.

Shen Ge didn't know what he was thinking at all, and suddenly bowed his head and grabbed his ear.

It turned out that he remembered everything. This was discovered during the audition, but the bite was not enough, he had to bite it with his teeth, and then the person in his mouth would become very obedient.A small auricle with a small mouthfeel, hot because of shyness, and it feels like it will be pierced by teeth when you grab it lightly.

Ling Jia, whose ears were held in its mouth, was like a cat whose neck was pinched, unable to move at all.

He bit Ling Jiale's ear with his teeth, grinding it carefully, and the movements under his hands were also light and careful, almost instinctively soothing.

The person in his arms no longer moved around, only his breathing became heavier and passed into Chen Ge's ears without hindrance.

He let go of Ling Jiale's ear, and then kissed the skin behind his ear. He finally smelled the body fragrance again, and couldn't help but touch it with the tip of his nose, taste it with his tongue, and sucked that piece of white and tender skin "tsk tsk" "ring.

Shen Ge was extremely excited. With his "performance", the organs in his palm became more and more rigid, and the hand covering the back of his hand was weak and weak, as if he had given up resistance completely, leaving only more heavy breathing and almost moaning in his throat. Muffled.

Shen Ge got carried away, and couldn't help stroking the hand that had been hugging his back up and down, and felt that the clothes were in the way after only two or three strokes, so he slipped his hand under the hem of the clothes.

His palms moved up and down on the smooth back, wandering left and right, and finally stroked his clear ribs, and then stroked up and down along the waistline just like he practiced in his dream.

His hands are so big, making Ling Jiale's body look so slender in his hands, the tiger's mouth is stuck on the side of the waist, and when he strokes up and down, his thumb will touch the nipple, and he rubs it before he realizes what it is.

"Hmm--" Ling Jiale seemed to want to say something, but held back again, instead her voice was like a groan, her voice was low and hoarse, as if her throat had been burnt hoarse by lust.

Shen Ge couldn't help biting the side of his Adam's apple, provoking a real groan, and subconsciously hid an inch to the side before stopping.

Shen Ge became more and more presumptuous, the jeans that covered his hands were originally a cover for his gentleman, but now it became his obscene fig leaf.

With his hands, this is a place that no one else can see, using the dirty tricks he learned in that dirty company, rubbing out the mucus from Ling Jiale's parts that shouldn't be touched by him, sticking it through the underwear into his hands.

Ling Jiale suddenly began to shake her head desperately, broke away from his lips that were almost stuck to the side of his neck, and pushed him hard with both hands.

Shen Geru was woken up by a stick, stopped all movements, and stared stiffly at Ling Jiale, whose face was flushed in his arms. His ears and neck were all wet by him. nausea.

His scalding body cooled down quickly, and the most worrying thing happened. He really lost his mind in front of the camera.

Ling Jiale opened her eyes, the inside was filled with water, obviously she had endured it for a long time, and couldn't hide her love.

He lingered on Shen Ge's face with moist eyes, raised his head, and opened his lips slightly.

Shen Ge knew that he was waiting for him to kiss him, or in other words, waiting for Zhang Song to kiss him.

The director didn't stop, Ling Jiale knew the script and was waiting for him to continue acting.

He suddenly felt extremely sad, but also a little sweet, and with a thief's mood, he pressed his lips to those two lips that he had coveted for a long time.

Soft, tender, sweet and better than expected.

This is his first kiss, stolen from Zhang Song.