I don't know if it was because the light in the back seat was a bit dim, and Fang Baizhou tapped lightly on the back of the seat with slightly bent knuckles. The driver who was driving the luxury car as a racing car just now sensibly adjusted the fenders.

Tang Yu swallowed uncontrollably, feeling that the man had a different sense of aggression and oppression when he approached him, and when his dark pupils stared at him, there was even a tremor from the depths of his soul, clinging to him The temperature of the warm palm at the back of the head seemed to spread all the way to the bottom of my heart.

His constant heart palpitations from the beginning of the production team seemed to be calmed down invisible. He was obviously sweating from the moment he saw those four words on the script, even though he deliberately wanted to divert his attention from the people around him. Talking, but the things in my mind are still lingering.

"Give, give me a piece of paper..." The place where the tip of his nose was kissed just now felt a little hot and itchy, Tang Yu blinked his eyes quickly, the temperature on his face couldn't go down and Fang Baizhou kept getting too close Soar up.

shameful.

Eating something well makes me feel like I can't take care of myself anymore.

Fang Baizhou wiped it twice just now, it must have wiped all the cream off his face.

Tang Yu reached out his hand in despair and fumbled quickly on the chair. He accidentally touched the man's other hand. He retracted as if he had been scalded. The force on the back of his head tightened suddenly, pushing him forward. Pressed and printed a burning kiss.

Fang Baizhou said with a slight smile in his voice, "There is no paper, don't rush to wipe it."

Feeling that Tang Yu's breath was a little panting, the man said softly,

"Don't be angry, buy it next time."

With the tip of his tongue poking into the city, the driver is driving steadily as if driving on ice, without even a trace of vibration or abnormal brakes. Tang Yu and Fang Baizhou have kissed many times, and their skills are still not well practiced. In the beginning, he was able to keep his mind steady and even control the audience for two or three seconds, but soon he was so dizzy from being kissed that he couldn't even breathe.

"What were you thinking just now?" A deep and magnetic voice sounded close to his ear, taking advantage of Tang Yu's confusion, he coaxed, "Absent, you don't look happy."

Tang Yu licked his moist lips, his pupils were dazed for a long time before he recovered, and he was subconsciously taken away by Fang Baizhou, "I, I am thinking of you."

The slightly weak hand that was kissed was pulling his pocket and slowly taking out something, Tang Yu said softly, "I'm worried... Didn't I give you a sticker again this week? When was the last time I gave it to you?"

Fang Baizhou paused while resting his palm on his hair, his eyes darkened.

The short video I got from Shen Chuan before seemed to have no beginning and no end, and some places even had their voices cut off strangely. Even though he was a little worried, it took him a lot of effort to finally figure out what Shen Chuan was talking about at that time. , but still haven't figured it out.

system.

What exactly is the system?

"Where are the stickers?" Tang Yu searched for nothing for a long time. He lowered his head to look for it a little disappointed, but he couldn't find it. Suddenly, there was a force in his chin, and he lifted his chin up and looked at it again. Own.

"Give it to me this week." Fang Baizhou rubbed the tip of his nose, "Did you get distracted because of what you want to give me, and don't you want to look at me?"

Tang Yu's breath was filled with the pleasant smell of mint on the man's body, and his thinking was a little stagnant for a while, and he was completely taken away by Fang Baizhou. He nodded obediently, "Have you given it? I remember, the things don’t seem to be in the clothes I wore when I went out today, I’ll give them to you when I get home... um”

His shoulders were grabbed, his back was pressed against the slightly cold car window, his eyes were red and he let out small panting sounds, Tang Yu's fingertips clutching the man's shoulders turned white from the force, and the hot and domineering kiss was like a wave The current spread from the brain all the way to the spine, making every inch of the body burn.

After the kiss was over, Tang Yu leaned against the door panel a little weakly. He glanced at Fang Baizhou with bright eyes. He felt that his face was still sticky and uncomfortable. He couldn't help but want to wipe it with his sleeve. Suddenly, the sound of paper came across his face. touch.

Tang Yu raised her hand in embarrassment and hung it for a long time but was unwilling to slap Fang Baizhou's leg, so she hammered the chair twice as if venting her anger, and said in a hoarse voice, "Didn't you just say that there was no paper? Why are you taking it out now?" gone?"

Fang Baizhou pinched his chin with one hand, and carefully and patiently wiped off all the cream on his face with the other hand, his voice was calm and composed, "I forgot just now, I just remembered, be good, don't move around Put it on your hair."

Glancing outside the car from the corner of the eye, Tang Yu's heart suddenly felt cold. The scenery outside was neither a street nor a steady stream of cars. It looked as if he had already driven downstairs of his apartment. No wonder the car was not jolted at all just now.

I don't know how long it's been there.

Although the front and rear seats were tightly separated by baffles, the temperature on Tang Yu's cheeks showed signs of rising again.

It always feels like there is an equally awkward driver sitting in front of me.

"Did you arrive at the place long ago! Why didn't you tell me?" Tang Yu stared at Fang Baizhou accusingly with red eyes, "It's all your fault."

Now his mind is full of the yellow waste that Fang Baizhou brought, not only can't find the feeling of palpitation that was empty just now, but he even forgot for a moment that he just came out of the film crew, and he was troubled by one thing every day. He doesn't think about food and drink, now he just feels like a puffy balloon, about to burst if he pokes it.

Fang Baizhou wiped his nose for him, smiled, and followed him, "It's all my fault."

"Don't be mad baby."

The ears of those who heard the two words were soft, and Tang Yu's balloon immediately let go of his anger.

He hammered Fang Baizhou's leg as if groping, "Don't do this next time, why don't you go home, go home and kiss?"

……

Director Jiang's scene was being filmed normally, and Director Chen's previous high-exposure, especially high-rated online drama had already reached the finale. After seeing the semi-open finale or even a be-like finale, the audience wiped their tears and watched in various places. On a large scale, the medium-cost online drama "Rose in Shackles" was rated as a high score of 4.8.

The original crew took over the variety show "Entertainment 09:30" with the same high ratings while the iron was hot, and all the original crew had to be present.

Director Jiang answered Director Chen's call, and reluctantly adjusted the filming time for Tang Yu and Yu Mufeng, forcing them to finish filming for four days in two days before letting them leave with a bad face.

Before leaving, he even threw the script that Yu Mufeng secretly stuffed in the crew and didn't take it away, and threw it on Yu Mufeng's face, saying that even if he was filming a variety show, if he came back, if he was not in good condition, he would cut his camera lens in minutes.

For the effect of the show, the makeup of variety shows is thicker than that of costume dramas. Yu Mufeng coughed non-stop as if he was allergic to the powder cake of the makeup artist of the "09:30" crew. He looked calm and composed while reading the script Tang Yu beckoned.

"Tang Yu, where's my manager?"

"Just went out." Tang Yu glanced at Yu Mufeng's raised eyeliner and held back his smile.

There is a dedicated makeup artist for the show, but the makeup drawn is all produced on an assembly line, printed from a mold, and the effect is not as natural as the exquisite makeup artists in the crew.

Yu Mufeng said depressedly, "Why did she go out? Come on, this thing is too choking. Before I die, I want to listen to another song from our family An'an. Quickly get me the phone, the one next to your lap It’s black, I just took off my clothes in my pocket and forgot to take it.”

The makeup artist held something in both hands, and frowned at his eyebrows coldly, "Don't move around."

Tang Yu searched for a long time before finding the phone, put on the earphones for Yu Mufeng, and then he calmed down.

He looked at his own makeup in the mirror and felt a little bit of a toothache. He was not the same as Yu Mufeng, a bit coquettish.

Usually I don't like makeup very much, but now director Jiang's crew is filming period dramas, and the makeup will go in a masculine direction, which is completely different from the current one.

Tang Yu prayed that the effect of the show would not be too strong.

After counting the broadcast time, it was also an evening show. He read it through the calendar, and he even asked Fang Baizhou if he was busy that day, and he clearly got a reply that he was a little busy those days and came back late at night. relieved.

"Hey, don't tell me..." After being tossed by the makeup artist, Yu Mufeng pulled off the earphones and looked around in the mirror. When he caught a glimpse of Tang Yu from the corner of his eye, his voice raised, "Tang Yu, why did she make you so beautiful?" ?”

Tang Yu gritted his teeth and said, "Don't call me beautiful."

"Or take your arm off."

The two words came out of Yu Mufeng's mouth with a sense of indebtedness. Tang Yu never liked people using such words to describe him in front of him, and a cold electronic voice suddenly appeared in his consciousness.

[The main quest has started. Shen Chuan, who participated in the variety show of online dramas, played freely on stage and won unanimous praise from the audience. However, there are malicious black fans hidden in the auditorium, who use electric pens that hurt the eyes to take pictures of Shen Chuan. Eyes, Shen Chuan was careless for a moment and almost fell off the stage. Lu Shuang, who happened to be in an ambiguous period with Shen Chuan, was sitting in the first row of the auditorium. 】

[The host, please prevent Lu Shuang and Shen Chuan from physical contact, and try to prevent Shen Chuan from falling off the platform.If you can avoid it, you will get an extra 5 lucky points. 】

Tang Yu's humming voice didn't sound happy at all, "Then if I try my best, I can't make him avoid it. How many lucky points are normally rewarded?"

This time, the number Xiaoyi reported was obviously much more normal.

[8 lucky points. 】

Yu Mufeng's face suddenly appeared beside him, "Tang Yu, listen again."

Looking at the familiar song title, Tang Yu's mouth twitched, "I've listened to it fifty times."

"Fifty times are not enough. I bought [-] copies of An An's physical album, and I have to listen to it at least [-] times."

Tang Yu politely pushed Yu Mufeng, who was eager to share the music with him, to the side, opened the door and went out. He raised his eyes and saw Shen Chuan passing by the door.

Shen Chuan wore an eye-catching white velvet shawl lining his thin and long body, and the makeup on his face seemed to have been deliberately tampered with, as if it was not shoddy or seductive at all, revealing a little simplicity.

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[Tang Tang: I understand, I will do my best to make Shen Chuan fall. 】

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