The actor's little milk dog is A and soft

Ji Rufeng was already angry because someone stepped on the bottom line.

But Qi Yue is a straight steel man, completely unaware that what he said just now is called sowing discord, he was simply dissatisfied with Shen Qing beating him up for real when he was filming.

After all, he is also a pampered young master, hard work is not what he should have.

Therefore, he was beaten in that scene without accident.

Shen Qing was relentless, the beating was lifelike, the anger was in place, and the strength of the lines was controlled just right, the director couldn't help but say "Perfect!"

Just about to say this.

Ji Rufeng touched his chin and thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Qi Yue, your expression should be one of forbearance and guilt, not aggrieved and angry."

Turning to the director, he said, "Director Xie, I suggest another one, what do you think?"

"..."

If the jar of jealousy is overturned, you can't feel bitter about yourself. The vengeful Ji Dayingdi won't do such aggrieved things. If you have a grudge, you have to avenge it.

Qi Yue pressed his tongue against his face that had been punched twice, suspecting that Ji Rufeng was trying to punish him on purpose, but he couldn't figure out why.

Because of his straight male attributes, he couldn't see the hostility in Ji Rufeng's eyes at all.

After the first half of the filming, the crew entered a state of rest, and the two-hour meal and lunch break were relatively urgent.

But Shen Qing hardly took a break in the production team at noon, because he had to be on call when he was doing the extras before, and he was just getting started in acting halfway. In the past few years, he spent all his time honing his acting skills, so he never developed the habit of taking a lunch break.

He didn't plan to take a break today either. After walking into the separate lounge, he was going to choose the two scripts that Tong Kai sent.

As soon as I sat down, before I even opened the script, I heard the sound of the door opening.

When he looked up, Ji Rufeng was about to close the door of the lounge. He seemed to have noticed him from the corner of his eye. He turned his head slightly to look at the stunned man, his dark eyes were stern, but his smile was polite: "I didn't Bothering you?"

The hand on the doorknob exerted a little force.

It clicks and it closes.

Shen Qing felt his heart skip a beat, and panicked inexplicably.

"No, don't bother. That is, you... I remember you have something to do today?"

Ji Rufeng walked over, put the coat in his hand on the sofa, unbuttoned his cuffs and said with a smile, "Why are you guilty?"

Shen Qing looked up, and after a while, pursed his lips and said: "I really don't know what he means, I have nothing with him, I haven't done the things he said, I really haven't done them."

It may be a subconscious guilty conscience, so he lacks confidence.

Ji Rufeng raised his eyebrows and said, "Nothing? Then whose child is in your belly?"

Shen Qing, who was contradicting himself, felt that he couldn't come back, so he lowered his head angrily, and silently scolded himself in his heart.

The script in his hand was pinched again and again, and he finally said in a muffled voice: "I just... just to anger you on purpose, I just want to get back the 1000 yuan, but you refuse to give it to me, your fiancée bullied me, and you still don't want to give it to me." Help me, so I want to annoy you..."

"If you are angry, you can hit me and scold me, I won't fight back."

His small face was wrinkled, thinking of Ji Rufeng's fierce fighting with those gangsters at the school gate when he was studying, his face turned pale with fear, he trembled his lips, and whispered: "It's when you fight Can you be gentle? I...I'm afraid of pain...I'm afraid I can't help crying..."

He has been terribly afraid of pain since he was a child. When he fell off his bicycle when he was a child, he would sit on the side of the road and cry for a long time, staring at his broken knee, and blowing on himself while his eyes were full of tears.

When passers-by see him, they think his eyes are red from crying, and he still looks cute with pouting lips. When he makes him laugh, they will take out a lollipop to coax him, and he will immediately Do not cry.

He's just so sweet.

But later, I don’t know why, but I just don’t like to cry anymore, no matter how painful the fall is, I don’t cry anymore.It is not so cute, not so interesting, and those people who used to tease him think that he is boring and not interesting anymore.

As he grew up, he didn't like to cry less and less, and he didn't even want to complain to the people around him or cry out that it hurts.

No matter how painful, how tired, how sad, how wronged he was, he still had a cold look, as if he would never be invulnerable.

But in fact, he is still the crybaby in essence. After pretending for so many years, he reveals his true colors as soon as he goes to bed.

When Ji Rufeng first entered, it was very painful, he could hold back his tears, but the tears couldn't stop at all, they kept rolling down from the red eye sockets, soaking a large area of ​​white snow.

In order not to let Ji Rufeng see it, he bit the quilt tightly and buried his face in the pillow without saying a word.

No matter how much it hurts, he won't say anything.

But Ji Rufeng was obviously not what he thought. He noticed the trembling that his body suppressed forcibly, turned his face, kissed his tears softly, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

He was stubborn, with trembling lips and mouth: "It doesn't hurt..."

"lie."

Then the speed slowed down, little by little, slowly squeezed into the place that he had been thinking about for nine whole years, one hand reached out to the front, caressing lovingly, trying to distract him, ease his pain.

Shen Qing could feel his urgency and desire to rush in desperately, he even clearly felt the bulging veins, and the crazily beating pulse, the blood in his whole body was burning, boiling, and clamoring.

Like a crater eager to erupt, unable to find a place to erupt, it was blocked by himself, uncomfortable.

"Baby, relax, don't be nervous, I will make you comfortable..."

He kissed him over and over again, biting his trembling lips tenderly, pulling it out from under those sharp teeth.

"Cry out if it hurts, don't hold back, don't bite yourself anymore, do you hear..."

That night, Shen Qing really couldn't hold back anymore, she cried for a whole night, and the next day her eyes were swollen from crying.

He was like a person who had suffered for many years, and suddenly tasted a little sweetness on the tip of his tongue, and his eyes lit up because of the sweetness.

Like an animal with a keen sense of smell, he was keenly aware of the pampering and accommodating in this person's words and deeds, so he carefully tested his bottom line with unreasonable troubles.

But he was scared as soon as he finished it. He felt that he was going too far, and he thought that person would be angry, so he immediately admitted his mistake.

He seemed to be dazzled by a huge surprise, and he did something beyond his rational range, and when the surprise cooled down, he began to regret it.

Now, Shen Qing, who was sitting in the lounge, was really a little scared. He felt that it was too much for him to deliberately anger him with Qi Yue, and it was even more too much to trick him into cuckolding him.

Although he refused to give himself money.

But he was really afraid that Ji Rufeng would be angry with him.

"Could you hit it lightly?" Shen Qing was afraid of the pain, in order not to be beaten and cried, now she didn't want to face anything, "The child is really yours, if you hit too hard, it will be lost."

Ji Rufeng didn't know why he was so obsessed with having a baby. He thought to himself that I want you to have a baby, but can you give birth?

"Why should I hit you? Do you think I came all the way here just to hit you?"

Impossible, although Shen Qing felt that he deserved a beating, but Ji Rufeng was not that busy, raised his head and blinked his eyes, "Then what are you here for?".

"I am here to catch the rape..."

Ji Rufeng tore off his tie and walked over, propping his hands on the sofa, trapping him in his arms, under the loose neckline, his pale skin could be seen faintly.

He lowered his head and pinched the zipper of his coat with his fingers. Ignoring his astonishment, he pulled it down slowly and curled up his thin lips, "There is a disobedient little liar who cheats on me and flirts outside. Come……"

A slender leg was bent, and the knee pushed against the leg of the person under him, rubbing it vaguely, and said in a low voice: "Teach him well."

"..."

This 'education' Shen Qing didn't want to learn for a short time, his back hurts and he can't afford it anymore.

Shen Qing was shrouded in his shadow, the strong sense of oppression made him lose the boldness of the previous two days, and tentatively pushed him, "You...you said it yourself before, saying that I can make trouble for no reason, you don't Will be angry with me, you...you can't talk without counting..."

"I'm not angry, but I'm jealous, very jealous."

Ji Rufeng took the tie from his hand, stretched out his hand to smooth it out, and then, with Shen Qing's terrified expression, covered his eyes.

Shen Qing: "Rufeng...what are you doing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that his coat had been taken off, and his hands were firmly locked on top of his head. Ji Rufeng's breath was close to his ears, "I heard that when a person is blindfolded, other The sensitivity of the senses will be infinitely magnified."

The familiar hotness and dumbness are the restlessness and restlessness before emotion.

"Hearing..."

The deep voice rang in the ears, it was lazy and seductive that made people's ears tingle.

"Smell..."

It was the first time he noticed the scent of perfume on the tip of his nose, which was the elegance and freshness of cedar, natural and clean. At this time, it was also mixed with the smell of male hormones.

"Tactile..."

As he said that, the knee that was touching the deadly place began to grind slowly, the clear and strong feeling hit the nerves of the brain, and the stimulation made the scalp numb.

He couldn't bear it anymore, and interrupted shamefully: "Stop talking..."

"So, touch is the strongest, right?"

With his hand, he pushed up the white sweater, revealing a section of white waist, and the two budding red plums that fell in the snow, shyly and timidly exposed to the man's sight.

At that moment, Ji Rufeng finally knew why he entered the changing room, and came out as before.

Because of intense shame.

That snow-white skin is full of traces of love that haven't faded away, cute and pitiful, it's the result of being pampered by a lunatic for several nights, it's the evidence left behind after being bullied hard, it's the result of letting him be in a state of pleasure After several ups and downs, after climbing the turbulent waves, the culprit who cried hoarsely.

Looking at the tragic traces, Ji Rufeng couldn't help but recall the madness and absurdity of that night.

He couldn't help but imagine that in the mirror in the changing room, Shen Qing saw his shame covered in love marks, his blushing face that he wanted to bury his face in his clothes.

He was aroused by this scene to arouse the fire of lust suppressed under his reason, which made his heart tremble, and made him breathe heavily.

It's all over, Shen Qing is still dying, "This is the rest room, someone will come, can we do it well when we go back at night..."

"No." Ji Rufeng refused very decisively, and said paranoidly: "I want to be here, in the room next to Qi Yue, to love you well."

Hearing this, Shen Qing was stunned for a moment, and asked in a panic: "Is the sound insulation effect of this lounge good?"

It was really frightening, this is his lounge, he actually asked Ji Rufeng.

"I don't know, it's probably not very good. So, remember to keep your voice down..."

Shen Qing wanted to save face, and besides, he had to meet tomorrow, he wanted Ji Rufeng to stop, at worst, let him do it all at night, and let him do whatever he wanted.

Just as he was about to speak, his keen hearing allowed him to catch a trace of sound.

That was the sound of a belt buckle being undone.

"..."

A few hundred words are omitted here, see the Tucao area