Paper people are crazy for my kryptonite [Entertainment]

The morning sunlight came in through the window, and sprinkled on the two overlapping figures on the silver-gray bed.

When the light slowly fell on the fair-skinned young man's face, the other party frowned slightly and raised his hand to block the sun.

It's just that he found that he couldn't lift his hand. Wen Ze felt a little strange, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a familiar and handsome face.

Wen Ze's confused eyes slowly focused, quietly looking at the face in front of him.

I have to say that the facial features of my bamboo horse are actually pretty good.

The lines are soft and the facial features are sharp. To some extent, he feels that Yan Jingning's face is of the same type as Yin Gengchen's.

It's just that Yin Gengchen's facial features are more flamboyant and full of explosive power, while his own facial features are milder.

Wen Ze raised his hand to touch the other's eyebrows that were a little messy, and after lightly smoothing it twice, it fell to the eyelashes.

After two light pokes, he felt the other person's eyelids move slightly, and then the young man walked curiously over the man's face with his fingers as if he had found a toy.

His fingertips brushed Yan Jingning's straight nose bridge and nose tip, and then came to his lips that were as thin as a blade. When he saw the other's lips smelling Ze, he remembered the soft touch yesterday.

"I thought kissing someone with thin lips would knock my teeth, but I didn't expect them to be soft." Wen Ze said with emotion.

The young man rubbed his fingers lightly on the man's lips, he didn't know that his actions were more like teasing him.

And Wen Ze didn't realize why he and Zhuma slept on the same bed.

It may be a long-standing habit that made him completely unaware in front of Yan Jingning.

When he was playing vigorously, Wen Ze's finger was bitten hard by the opponent.

Yan Jingning's force was not light, this blow almost hurt Wen Ze gasped.

"What are you doing?" Wen Ze yelled at the other party angrily.

The man loosened his teeth and said slowly, "I still want to ask what are you doing?"

"Bite people early in the morning." Wen Ze looked at the tooth marks on his fingers and said with some dissatisfaction.

Yan Jingning raised his eyebrows slightly, and retorted back: "It's teasing people early in the morning."

Wen Ze was choked up by the word tease, he looked at the other party speechlessly and said, "Why did I tease you?"

"If you start touching it early in the morning, isn't that just teasing?"

After hearing Yan Jingning's words, Wen Ze's eyes flashed cunningly: "But I think this is called provocation."

After finishing speaking, Wen Ze turned over and sat on top of the other party, slipping his fingers into the other party's nightgown.

"Well, yes, I have exercised quite well during this period, and my abdominal muscles have not disappeared." Wen Ze said while touching, with a provocative expression on his face.

The man's eyes were dark, because Wen Ze's action made the other's long white legs slip out from under the nightgown.

The blue-red bruises on it set off the white skin.Showing his own existence with baring teeth and claws.

"Ozawa, I don't mind if you come to help me solve the problem of getting up in the morning." The man said in a hoarse voice.

The usual gentle voice reveals a taste that is both lustful and sexual.

When Wen Ze felt the other party's cool palm caressing his thigh, he realized that he seemed to be a little out of play.

He quickly got up and wanted to get away, but he didn't expect Yan Jingning to hold his waist and push him back.

Wen Ze was speechless. He didn't know why every time he fought, he couldn't beat the guy in front of him.

I don't even know how many times I have lost in things like breaking hands since I was a child.

Yan Jingning's magnetic voice sounded in Wen Ze's ears with a bewitching tone: "Just think of it as helping my brother solve the problem."

With these words, Wen Ze felt the body that was pressing against him was hot.

At this time, Yan Jingning laughed softly after seeing Wen Ze's reaction, pinched Wen Ze's nose and said, "See if you dare to mess around in the future."

The man loosened his grip on Wen Ze, and tidied up the messy nightgown of the other party.

Wen Ze looked at Yan Jingning's focused expression, and slightly parted his lips: "Ningning..."

"What's wrong?" Yan Jingning looked up at the other party, his eyes filled with tenderness.

When the man's eyes fell on the young man's slightly parted lips, the atmosphere between the two suddenly became very ambiguous.

The room was so quiet that the sound of the needle falling to the ground could be heard, not even the sound of breathing.

The sudden ringing of the mobile phone broke the ambiguous atmosphere instantly.

Wen Ze frantically picked up the phone, he felt that the atmosphere just now was too weird, so weird that he felt a little ridiculous.

The call was made by the courier, telling Wen Ze that his courier had been left at the door.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Ze realized something was different, he seemed to be sleeping in Yan Jingning's room.

This house was bought by myself and Yan Jingning when I came here to go to school, and each paid half of the money.

This house has two bedrooms and one living room, one bedroom is his own, and the other bedroom is Yan Jingning's.

But after the two of them came back together last night, his memory seemed to be blank, and now he just can't remember why he slept in Yan Jingning's room.

Obviously, the two of them have never slept in the same room since they were 15 years old.

Wen Ze said with some embarrassment: "Did I snatch your bed, you can sleep in my room."

"It's a pity that someone grabbed my clothes yesterday and insisted on sleeping with me, and they said they were lonely, lonely, and cold." Yan Jingning said with a light smile, his face was full of teasing colors.

Wen Ze didn't expect his habit of being a showman to flare up again. He covered his face and didn't want to hear any more embarrassing phenomena about him.

It's just that Yan Jingning didn't let him go so quickly, and continued to jokingly say: "A certain person said that he would never put on his clothes and roll off, and he didn't want me to put on clothes and roll off. If I hadn't fought hard, you might be able to see him today." I'm crying and asking you to take responsibility."

"Why didn't you stop me?" Wen Ze felt a little headache: "I didn't expect the aftereffect of incense you mentioned to be comparable to being drunk."

Yan Jingning walked up to the other party, flicked the young man's forehead and said, "You're good, some of you will run naked on the road in the middle of the night after being hit by that kind of incense. Okay, let me help you get the courier back." .”

Wen Ze shook his head, and when Yan Jingning brought in the courier, he also got off the bed.

Yan Jingning asked curiously, "What is this?"

"Brother Wen Ye gave me the video camera."

"Wen Ye?" Yan Jingning thought for a while, "Is that your dark-skinned cousin?"

"Well," Wen Ze cut open the box with a razor blade, and took out the camera inside: "The master film of the last work is here."

Yan Jingning's eyes changed slightly, and he asked cautiously, "Xiao Ze, are you going to hand over the master film to the school?"

Wen Ze nodded and said, "I'm going to hand this over to the instructor."

"I think there is an inner ghost in your school. Give me the mother film, and I will deal with it." Yan Jingning looked at the film in Wen Ze's hand and said.

Wen Ze thought for a while, then nodded trustingly: "Here."

At this moment, Wen Ze's cell phone rang again.

He took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, then picked it up and said respectfully, "Teacher, what's the matter?"

"Wen Ze, I have a friend here who is directing a suspense movie. There is a lack of an assistant director on set. Would you like to go for an internship to gain some experience?"

"Suspense films?" Wen Ze was very interested in this kind of works, he nodded and said, "Of course."

"The filming location is in Nanxiu Film and Television City, and it's already turned on. I'll send you the address later, and you can just go there when the time comes." The mentor Yu Yang's hearty voice came from inside.

"Ah."

At this moment, the instructor suddenly thought of something, Wen Ze heard the sound of a cane hitting the ground from the opposite side, "Wen Ze, you practice hard, when the filming of this film is finished, my film will just start, I will let you be the chief director , I will guide you to shoot when the time comes."

"I can't be the chief director." Wen Ze said with a smile.

"I said you can do it, you can do it." After the instructor finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

At this time, Wen Ze looked around and found that Yan Jingning had already gone to the bathroom to take a shower.

He lay back on the bed bored, staring at the ceiling in a daze, but the vibration of the phone started again.

Wen Ze sighed and said, "Why are there so many calls so early in the morning?"

When I found the source of the earthquake, I realized that it wasn't my cell phone that was calling, but Yan Jingning's cell phone was ringing.

A string of numbers was displayed on the phone, which meant that the caller was not an acquaintance of Yan Jingning.

Wen Ze guessed that this might be a sales call, so he hung up without answering the call.

Unexpectedly, after the phone was hung up, it rang again.

After being hung up by Wen Ze almost twice, the other party still persisted in calling.

This situation made Wen Ze feel a little curious, and when the phone rang again, he directly pressed the connect button.

From the other side of the microphone came a gentle female voice that dripped water: "Mr. Yan, I, I just want to apologize to you."

The girl's voice was weak, more like a cry.

Wen Ze didn't say anything, just raised his eyebrows and looked at the phone thoughtfully.

Then the other side of the phone seemed a little embarrassed and said: "It was just the two of us drunk that time. I really didn't ask others to take pictures on purpose."

Two sentences can make Wenze bring out a lot of dramatic things, and the young man's mouth is slightly raised, and it is almost a second to enter the drama.

Wen Ze deliberately lowered his voice, and said in a hoarse voice, "Young Master Yan, he went to take a bath."

"Who are you?" The voice on the other side suddenly raised its voice, completely out of the feeling of a little white flower.

The author has something to say: Wen Ze: Come, come, do something! ~