Paper people are crazy for my kryptonite [Entertainment]

In the room, the tall peach-eyed man locked the slender young man in his arms and kissed wantonly. He firmly clasped the back of the young man's neck with one hand, and held the other's waist tightly with the other hand. .

When Wen Ze was finally able to breathe, when he was about to resist, he was thrown onto the bed violently by the other party.

His face changed suddenly, this guy doesn't really want to do something, does he?

Wen Ze was thrown onto the bed in the state of facing Yan Jingning, he shrank back a little nervously, and said, "You, you, calm down!"

A bright and dazzling smile appeared on Yan Jingning's face, and he said, "I'm very calm."

The man's face seemed to have undergone some changes, he was handsome to the point of being a little enchanting, this situation made Wen Ze feel a little surprised.

It's just that the other party's next move made Wen Ze's heart almost jump out.

"What are you doing with the rope?" Wen Ze swallowed, and said even more nervously, "You don't think so?"

"Baby, don't worry." The man stroked the rope in his hand, raised his eyes to look at the other party: "Given your previous convictions, I think it's more reassuring to tie you up."

It's fine if the other party doesn't say this, but Wen Ze feels guilty and scared when he mentions this.

Even if he was not tied up the night before, he did that. If he was tied up today, would he be able to get out of the room safely tomorrow?

Wen Ze cleared his throat and said, "I...I still have a movie to shoot tomorrow."

"It's okay, I'll ask for leave for you." Yan Jingning said, poking his finger up from the young man's ankle: "If you still care, I'll put money in and become an investor."

Wen Ze felt the cold touch slowly creeping up from his ankles, just like the feeling in the game when he was entangled by Yin Gengchen's snake tail.

Not to mention that Yan Jingning in front of him also gave him the sickly feeling of Yin Gengchen after being blackened in the game.

The young man supported the bed, and wanted to jump up to escape this embarrassing situation, but Yan Jingning held him down and pushed him down on the bed.

The feeling of being controlled by others for several times broke Wen Ze a little bit, Yan Jingning, Yin Gengchen, Li Xinan couldn't do it, even Zhao Yun, a big boss in women's clothing, couldn't do it.

Wen Ze couldn't help but wonder if all the martial arts he had learned for so many years was for nothing.

Then when Wen Ze was still struggling, Yan Jingning skillfully wrapped the opponent's wrist several times and tied a slipknot.

"Damn it!" Wen Ze was about to swear, but he felt a sudden chill in his lower body, and when he looked down, he almost cried out in embarrassment.

"You, you, you..." Being so shocked by the other party's actions that he couldn't even speak, Wen Ze was about to stutter.

But the Mingyan man just smiled lightly, and said: "Don't worry, the first time is familiar and the second time is familiar." After saying that, he bent down.

"Hmm." An unbearable feeling came from the place where the other party touched, Wen Ze almost kept silent.

A thin layer of sweat gradually appeared on the fair skin of the young man, and his slender neck was raised back like a dying swan whining.

When the white light flashed in front of Wen Ze's eyes, he still couldn't recover.

And Yan Jingning looked up, wiped the water stains on his lower lip: "I'm going to start."

After hearing the other party's words, Wen Ze gradually came back to his senses, almost shouting from embarrassment into anger: "Get out!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his foot and stepped on the handsome face of the other party, but his action opened his door wide without knowing it.

While Yan Jingning's hand was stroking upwards slightly, Wen Ze's body shook slightly and then obediently put his feet back.

"Cross the river and tear down the bridge when you're happy, you're so good." Yan Jingning said with some dissatisfaction, "I haven't solved it yet."

"roll!"

"Don't worry, I will let you film tomorrow."

Following Yan Jingning's words, there was an ambiguous but obscene sound of water and an uncontrollable hum in the room.

-

Early the next morning, when Wen Ze woke up, he found himself held in a familiar embrace. The man looked at him with bright peach eyes: "Are you awake?"

He found that he was lying in Yan Jingning's arms, and the other party was helping him massage his waist.

The feeling of the skin of the two pressed together made Wen Ze's face flush, and he got ready in embarrassment.

"I listen to you very much, but I didn't make it to the last step last night." Yan Jingning said pointedly.

Although Yan Jingning really wanted to make it to the end, the medicine given by his mother last time could only be used once, and he was worried that the part of him that was different from ordinary people would hurt Wen Ze.

I was more worried that the opponent would be suspicious if they saw or touched it, so I gave up the plan to hit the home run.

"Apart from not going in, what the hell did you not do?" Wen Ze couldn't help complaining about the other party.

"Is Ozawa blaming me?" Yan Jingning laughed softly, "Blame me for not making it to the end? Huh?"

After Wen Ze heard this sentence, he got stuck for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Yan Jingning handed over the other party's mobile phone: "I still have something to do, you should film well."

Having said that, he paused for a few seconds: "If you dare to blacklist me again, I will deal with you properly."

After Wen Ze was choked for a while, he didn't dare to say anything but slowly retracted into the quilt.

Yan Jingning couldn't help laughing at the other party's state. He leaned over and pressed a kiss on Wen Ze's forehead: "Your birthday will be in two weeks. Come celebrate it with me this time, too?"

"Birthday?" Wen Ze suddenly remembered that his 20th birthday was coming soon.

"Celebrate your birthday as a boyfriend." After Yan Jingning finished speaking, he leaned over and kissed Wen Ze.

This long kiss almost exhausted all the air in Wen Ze's lungs, until Yan Jingning let go of him until he stretched out his hand and pushed hard.

Finally, after kissing Wen Ze lightly on the lips, Yan Jingning got up and put on his clothes, turned his head and said to Wen Ze: "You are in charge now, don't mess around outside."

"Get lost!" Wen Ze grabbed a pillow and threw it towards the closed door.

When he was the only one left in the room, he buried himself in the bedding again.

Could this be the way to confirm the relationship with Yan Jingning? Wen Ze's heart was beating very fast, and the feeling of surging inside made his whole body burn.

In fact, Wen Ze had to admit that Yan Jingning's position in his mind was very important, so important that no one else could compare.

He even recalled that when he was young, when there was someone who made Yan Jingning look different beside Yan Jingning, he would feel a little sour.

Now he can be sure that those feelings should be jealous reactions.

Wen Ze's heart was beating wildly. If he didn't like it, why would he let the other party touch him?

At this moment, Wen Ze's cell phone rang suddenly. This special ringtone meant that it was his father's call.

"Father." Wen Ze answered the phone and asked politely.

"Ozawa." It took a long time for his father's voice to appear on the phone. The man's voice seemed very old, and there was a sense of sorrow and vicissitudes in it.

Hearing his father's voice, Wen Ze asked a little uncomfortable, "What's wrong?"

"It's your birthday in two weeks, so go back to Wen's house."

"Birthday?" Hearing this, Wen Ze suddenly remembered what Yan Jingning said about celebrating his birthday together: "Father, I may have other plans for that day."

"Push it off."

"But..." Wen Ze was a little dissatisfied. He instinctively wanted to refute his father, but he didn't expect the other party's next sentence to completely interrupt his words.

"Come back and see your brother for the last time."

Wen Ze's body tensed instantly, and he asked nervously, "What's wrong with my brother?"

The voice of the man on the other end of the phone paused for a few seconds, and said: "Two bad news. One is that your brother's operation failed, and the chance of waking up is almost zero."

Hearing this sentence, Wen Ze clenched the phone in his hand tightly, and there would be no such great despair if there was no hope for some things.

"Didn't you say that brother can wake up?" Wen Ze couldn't help retorting.

The microphone did not respond to Wen Ze's words, and after a pause for several seconds, he said, "There is another bad news. The clan decided to use Wen Jin to sacrifice."

"What did you say!"

Wen Ze thought that the previous news was already the worst, but he didn't expect that what his father said made him go crazy.

He couldn't help shouting: "That's just a legend, why did you send Wen Jin to the altar!"

When I was young, I used to sneak into the so-called altar with brother Wen Ye, which looked like a pool but could not see the bottom.

Brother Wen Ye even threatened himself, saying that he had read the file, that to sacrifice, you need to drain half of the sacrifice's blood first, let the pool, that is, the altar, open, and then put the person down.

He still remembered that Brother Wen Ye pinched his face and said, Ozawa is so cute, maybe he will be dragged down before his bloodletting.

It's just that Wen Ze didn't expect that the family actually wanted to let Wen Jin go.

Wen Xin paused for a few seconds, and said slowly, "The Wen family has had an accident. You haven't been back for two years. You don't know that the Wen family has not had a newborn for two years."

"The absence of a newborn may just happen to be that we haven't planned to have a baby in the past two years." Wen Ze was a little puzzled.

"No, all pregnancies are miscarried before reaching full term. This year, even if they are born at full term, they will be stillborn."

This news stunned Wen Ze. Although he didn't want to say it was a coincidence, this kind of thing was too weird.

Wen Xin continued: "The sacrifice was originally two years ago when you were there, and these things all started from then. Even Elder Feng passed away two days ago."

"Elder Feng is gone?" Wen Ze asked in surprise.

He still remembered that the grinning white-bearded elder was always sneaking up on him, and he was always on his side.

did not expect……

"Yesterday, at the family meeting, it was mentioned that Wen Jin was already in a vegetative state, so he was used to perform the ancient sacrifice." Wen Xin said these words, his voice was also extremely tired: "On the day of your 20th birthday."

"No, you can't!" Wen Ze said with a low growl, his whole mood turned out of place.

"Wen Ze!" Wen Xin's voice suddenly rose, "If I had replaced you two, I would have gone long ago. I have poured a lot of blood and the altar would not be opened at all!"

Wen Xin was also devastated. He didn't want to send his son to death at all, but that day he cut his own artery and poured blood into the altar, but he couldn't open the pool.

If there were not so many incidents in the Wen family, he would not want to let Wen Jin out.

The man's vicissitudes voice was full of grief, but he said extremely firmly: "I am the Patriarch of the Wen family, and I must take responsibility for all the clan members. Come and see your brother for the last time."

After finishing speaking, Wen Ze's call was hung up by his father.

Wen Ze looked at his mobile phone, his eyes became colder and colder, he wondered if throwing an unconscious person into the altar would mean death?

But what his father said about the newborn and the death of Elder Feng also made Wen Ze a little wary.

An idea slowly emerged in Wen Ze's mind: "We are twins, who of you will be able to tell the difference when we lie there? Besides, this time I'm going to see what the so-called sacrifice is."

The sound of the message on the phone brought Wen Ze back from his thoughts, and he looked down to see that it was a message from Yan Jingning.

Looking at the familiar face of the other party, Wen Ze recalled those old sayings of the Wen family, as if being poured by a basin of cold water, his whole body was icy cold.

Yan Jingning would be very sad if something unexpected happened during the sacrifice process and caused him to leave.

Thinking that the other party would show a hurt expression, Wen Ze's heart throbbed slightly. Is there any way to avoid or minimize this kind of harm?

Wen Ze thought of the phrase 'don't mess with flowers' that the other party said before, and an idea slowly emerged in his heart.

Depressed, the young man clicked on another dialog box of his best friend:

[Wen Ze: A friend of mine asked me, if you want someone to give up, is it the least likely to hurt the other person in the way you are a playboy? 】

After a while, the message was replied [Cong Bai: Ozawa, what do you want to do? 】

[Wen Ze: It's not me!It was a friend of mine who asked me. 】

[Cong Bai: Alright, alright, your friend. 】

[Cong Bai: Anyway, I think this method is stupid. Only people who are too stupid would think of this kind of trick to kill one thousand and self-defeating eight hundred. 】

Seeing this sentence, Wen Ze couldn't help being furious.

What is stupid!

Wen Ze rolled up his sleeves and sent a long speech to prepare to fight this ignorant guy for [-] rounds, but the other party ignored him.

And in a certain group that Wen Ze didn't know, there was such a strange conversation:

[I am a green onion: Ozawa just told me something, I guess the patriarch did something to scare him, we have another show to watch.

I am two green onions: he is very stupid, and he will count the money for the other party when he is sold.

I am Three Green Onions: Ozawa seems to be very vague about the position of the patriarch. Should we tell the patriarch about this?

I'm a green onion: No, I think we can see the blackened patriarch playing forced love with Ozawa at that time, buy melon seeds in the front row and wait to watch the show!

I'm two green onions: By the way, isn't it time to sacrifice to Wen's family?

I'm a green onion: I haven't thought of this matter yet, this drama is still a series!

I am three green onions: If it is time for the sacrifice, the patriarch has not confessed...

I am a green onion: I bet the patriarch will be chopped into three pieces by Ozawa!

I am two green onions: it is more likely that the patriarch Nasha was chopped into three pieces

I am three green onions: ...

I am two green onions: ...

I am an onion: You are so cruel...]

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The film crew has filmed some exciting parts, but this time it is Yin Gengchen's one-man show as the male lead.

In the play, the opponent needs to accidentally bump into the mastermind behind the scenes, and then play a psychological game with the opponent.

It's just that Wen Ze, who is the director's assistant, squatted in front of the monitor in a daze today with some anxiety.

The screenwriter Li Xin was also in a daze in front of the monitor because some plot revisions lacked inspiration.

But when she was in a daze, she glanced over the rosy lips and shiny eyes of the young man beside her, and was stunned for a moment.

Li Xin felt that Wen Ze seemed to be a little different from before, as if the beautiful jade had suddenly been coated with a layer of bright color, but this color seemed to be missing something.

"Xiao Wen, are you dating?" Li Xin asked curiously.

"Ah?" Wen Ze hadn't recovered yet, he turned his head and looked at the other party in a daze.

"I feel that your temperament is a little different." Li Xin said with fingers.

temperament?

This word stunned Wen Ze for a moment, and after thinking about what he had experienced, his expression immediately became indescribable.

"What are you thinking? Such a strange expression?" Li Xin also looked curiously at the change of expression on Wen Ze's face.

"No, it's nothing." Wen Ze said hesitantly, and moved his gaze to Yin Gengchen in the camera.

A handsome man looks even more handsome through the monitor, Wen Ze suddenly had an idea in his heart when he saw such a man.

Wen Ze rubbed his nose and murmured, "But it seems like I'm sorry for Yin Gengchen..."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-10-2009:13:20~2020-10-2209:19:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: generally through the traveler Wumou. 2;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 37 bottles of Qiu Muqiu; 1 bottle of durian;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!