[Rebirth] Messiah of the Nightingale

At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, everything was silent, and a certain room in the Crouching Dragon Palace was still lit.

Qi Yan stared blankly at his own reflection in He Qianqiu's eyes. The man didn't wear glasses, and his long and narrow eyes were so deep that he was drowning.The contours of the face were a bit cold, but the hardness was diluted by the gentle expression, and it looked handsome and strong, which made one's legs go limp.

The breathing of the two people is intertwined, and the distance between their lips is less than two millimeters, and they can touch each other with a slight movement.Qi Yan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, put his hands on the table, sat on the high-backed chair stiff and dared not move, only his heart was beating wildly, he stared at He Qianqiu with wide eyes, "I, I, I, no, no..."

This scene is too weird, half an hour ago it was still Qiong Yao's show, and he hasn't finished his sorrows, how can it become the rhythm of GV development in the blink of an eye!

He Qianqiu's voice became hoarse, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he squinted at him, his finger brushed across Qi Yan's still red eyes, "It's a foul to seduce me with such eyes that are about to cry."

Gently touch the corners of your mouth as you open and close your lips.

"Ding - the trigger condition is met, and the energy point increases by 0.1 points."

The system prompts to completely dispel the original three points of charming and two points of ambiguity, and the scenery is simply disturbing to a new level of perfection.

Qi Yan has the urge to go to the door of Messiah 2.0 and hang himself - the premise is that it has a door.

He Qianqiu probably didn't hear it, soft lips touched him lightly again, this time a little longer than before.

"Ding - the trigger condition is met, and the energy point increases by 0.2 points."

Then the tip of the tongue swept across his slightly parted lips, and sucked his lower lip gently.

"Ding - the trigger condition is met, and the energy point increases by 0.7 points."

……

Qi Yan let him kiss almost in a daze.

He finally understood that it was neither Qiong Yao's dog-blood drama nor blood-spraying GV, and now it has entered the hilarious sitcom mode.Damn, I want to cry even more.

This is their first kiss, first kiss!Messiah 2.0, you are so noisy!

He Qianqiu was still pecking and kissing, and gently stroked his upper neck with his palm. Qi Yan gradually could ignore the troublesome system prompts, and began to feel more of the man's touch.He raised his head and touched the man's soft lips in response. Unknowingly, his breathing became heavy.

Messiah 2.0: "...that's okay." Is it useless to make trouble?

He Qianqiu smiled calmly, suddenly supported Qi Yan under his ribs, hugged him to sit on the dining table, smoothly pushed him down on the table, and looked down.

Qi Yan's face was flushed red, his heart was beating so fast that it was about to burst into his chest, he looked up at the man's aggressive movements and eyes, and swallowed nervously, "He, Teacher He?"

He Qianqiu gently stroked the outline of the young man's cheek, and made a silent gesture, "It's just a nightmare. When I kiss you, wake up."

Qi Yan stared at him like a frightened rabbit, his eyes were wide open, the corners of his eyes were tense and painful, his mind was in a mess, his tongue was out of control, and he couldn't move at all.

He Qianqiu regarded him as acquiescing, and leaned over to get closer.

Almost at the same time, there was the sound of the elevator door opening from the entrance, followed by He Qianming's angry roar, breaking into the restaurant like a whirlwind from the entrance, "Brother! You actually told Tang Dao my former name! Who is your younger brother?" ..."

The roar stopped abruptly, and He Qianming quickly shut up, realizing very clearly that he had ruined someone else's good deed.

Qi Yan was only wearing a white shirt and slumped on the table. He Qianqiu almost covered his whole body, and he was about to kiss him.

He Qianming turned around decisively, "Goodbye."

He Qianqiu had already let go of the little singer who was close to petrification, and called his younger brother in a deep voice, "Stop."

He Qianming took advantage of the trend to turn his heels, turned 360 degrees on the spot, strode towards the restaurant, put one hand in his jeans pocket, made a greeting gesture with two fingers of his right hand together, and smiled brightly, "I'm back."

Qi Yan was all red from hair to toes, and jumped off the table as soon as He Qianqiu let go, not daring to look at the two brothers of the He family, so he had to drill into the bedroom, but was stopped by He Qianqiu again: "Put the bowl away. washed."

The young man said obediently, put away the bowls and chopsticks and rushed into the kitchen.

After experiencing such a fluctuation, his heart beat like a fluttering butterfly, and he stood tremblingly in front of the sink, feeling his knees trembling along with it.

However, those heavy shadows that made him feel inescapable before are really like what He Qianqiu said, like a nightmare whose details are beginning to blur, distant, misty, and weak, and can no longer hurt him.

Qi Yan let out a long breath, feeling his shoulders and heart relaxed a lot, and then he started to wash the dishes seriously.

Seeing Qi Yan slipping into the kitchen, He Qianming rushed to He Qianqiu's side, put his arms around his elder brother's shoulders and smiled wretchedly. Fans would definitely be disillusioned when they saw his appearance. "Brother, you actually started to attack Xiaoyan, have you asked my opinion? That is my cherished little junior brother! And when did you start to be interested in men?"

He Qianqiu: "...the order is reversed."

He Qianming hadn't reacted yet, "What order is reversed?"

"Ordinary people, shouldn't you mind why your brother likes men?"

He Qianming was stunned, and looked at his elder brother sincerely, "How can my brother be an ordinary person?"

He Qianqiu put on his glasses and looked at him with a half smile but not a smile. He Qianming couldn't help it, he looked away and rubbed his nose and muttered, "It's all because of Lan Xin, that rotten girl. She brainwashed me when she met her. Someday she'll really be bent." She should have cried."

"How old are you, don't blame your problems on others."

He Qianming changed from rubbing to rubbing, and tossed his nose vigorously, remembering that he met Tang Dao at the other side of the earth three days ago, not to mention, he even dreamed of that kid at night.Although the content of the dream is nothing more than talking to each other, but dreaming about a man is very irritating in itself.

He coughed twice in disguise, and suddenly remembered the reason why he came here directly after getting off the plane, took out his mobile phone, called up the WeChat interface and yelled again: "Did you tell him!!"

He Qianqiu took it and saw that it was Tang Dao's WeChat message: "I won't call you Capybara anymore, but Nine Thousand Years Old."

"Oh, I even forgot that your name was Chitose before, I really miss you."

"Don't call me that name!!!" He Qianming yelled angrily, grabbing his elder brother's shoulders, trying to shake but didn't dare, so he stared at him with fire, "Why would that kid know! Didn't you say it?"

Qi Yan just finished washing the dishes, and came out with another pot of tea, just in time to hear He Qianming's roar echoing in the living room, shrunk his neck, and crept into the bedroom along the corner of the living room, under the cover of furniture and green plants.

The air conditioner was turned on a little cold, and he was freezing without trousers.

He Qianming was called He Qiansui when he was a child, because their mother has been in poor health, so the names of the two brothers have the meaning of expecting their mother to live a long life.It's a pity that his mother passed away when he was six years old. He Qiansui grew up ignorantly when he was 12 years old, and suddenly realized that the hidden meaning of his name was... eunuch.

Classmate Chitose was furious, and after all kinds of troubles, he pestered his father to change his name. He has been hiding this matter from others, and whoever mentions it will turn against him.

Qi Yan snapped his fingers and calculated, this should have happened after the sailing competition.He Qianming and Tang Dao are alumni, so they also participated in the sailing competition and won the championship. Afterwards, he satirized Tang Dao's little chicken and provoked him beyond his control.

So Tang Dao held a grudge, found out He Qianming's former name, and used it to mock and threaten him in the future.

This matter was originally very secret, but the two got together later, almost three years later, once Tang Dao was drunk and told him.

Qi Yan silently lit the wax for He Qianming.

It's strange, the historical trajectory on his side has been changed in a mess and it's not decent at all, but the love and killing process of Ming Dao and the other two has hardly changed.Could it be that the so-called "Historical Correction Power" got the main line wrong and put all his strength on He Qianming?

Qi Yan was suddenly a little worried. He absolutely, absolutely did not want He Qianming's final fate to be those dozens of bullet holes.

He Qianqiu dealt with his younger brother casually, "It's not a state secret, and it's normal to find out. At least half of the residents in my hometown still remember the demon king He Qiansui."

"Don't mention that name!!" He Qianming yelled again, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw Qi Yan huddled in a corner, turned his head to stare at him, and threatened, "Xiao Yan, you didn't hear anything! Do you know? Dare to say it?" I castrate you!"

The queen's power is terrible.Qi Yan trembled, almost dropped the teapot, nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, Brother Ming, I didn't hear anything."

Anyway, he was discovered, so he had no choice but to walk out between two Strelitzia plants, put the white porcelain melon-shaped pot on the table, and poured tea for the two brothers attentively.

He Qianming lost his temper and was tired, grabbed the cup and drank the prunella vulgaris tea in one go, then sat down on the sofa and came to his senses, "Did I bother you?"

Qi Yan: "...No, no."

He Qianqiu was very calm, and his gentle eyes fell on Qi Yan's face, "Don't guess, how could I attack your precious little brother. Xiaoyan has a fear of heights today, and I just wanted to try shock therapy. Just now The new book involves this subject, and it seems that the effect is not bad."

Qi Yan's heart tightened, shrouded in an inexplicable sense of loss, holding a mug to cover his face, crouching on the other side of the sofa and laughing dryly, "It's, it's okay!"

"Well, you actually have a fear of heights? What about Diao Weiya?" He Qianming glanced at the little singer, the finely spun white shirt was a little transparent under the light, and was crumpled.He Qianqiu's shoulders were wider than his, and Qi Yan couldn't support the clothes, and the fabric hung down limply.The sleeves were very long, and they were rolled up several times on the arms, and the hem barely covered half of the thighs, which made the young man, who was not considered delicate, show a delicate and pitiful temperament.

"I don't know... I'll try again tomorrow." Qi Yan didn't realize it, and looked downcastly.Although his emotions recovered, he still felt weak and trembling when he thought of the steel rope.If only there was some medicine that could strengthen his courage, he decided to take the time to ask the customer service.

He Qianming didn't listen to him very much, he was already rubbing his chin and distracted.Is this the so-called boyfriend-style shirt... Tang Dao probably looks like this when he wears his shirt. If there is a chance, he must force the boy to wear it, and then take a bunch of photos as a handle, so that he can avenge today's revenge!

He Qianqiu rushed his younger brother, whose eyes started to glow evilly, to the bathroom, and let Qi Yan rest.

Before Qi Yan went upstairs, he stood at the stairs and looked back. He Qianqiu sat in front of the workbench and opened his notebook. He seemed to be ready to work, so he whispered, "Mr. He, thank you."

He Qianqiu raised the end of his eyes slightly to look at him, with a soft but inexplicably charming smile, "Why are you so polite to me all of a sudden."

Qi Yan scratched his head, feeling that he was about to melt into his calm and moving voice, "I always trouble you."

"Nothing, I also had fun."

pleasure?

pleasure! !Do you think I'm a toy!

Qi Yan wailed in his heart but didn't dare to ask any more questions, and walked into the guest bedroom with heavy steps.

Early the next morning, Luo Yiping came to pick him up, bringing a change of clothes and condolence gifts.

Qi Yan asked him how the situation was, Luo Yiping said: "It's okay, only the people in the studio knew what happened yesterday, and Mr. Tang was there, so he immediately issued a password." After he finished speaking, he became worried again, "Xiao Yan, you are all right Bar?"

Qi Yan took a deep breath, with a desperate look, "It's okay."

Luo Bin adjusted the shooting sequence, and took out the part that didn't need to hang the wire first.This shoot lasted for two days.

Perhaps to make up for it, the filming of these parts went very smoothly, and Qi Yan finally found a sense of drama, interpreting the morbid and graceful vampire nobleman, the unruly and arrogant pirate, the pure and compassionate angel, and the bloody and desperate future soldier lingering around him.

In the words of the little girl in the crew, all of them are so handsome!They secretly took a lot of photos, but the rules of the White Castle were strict, so no one dared to spread them to the outside world.

Luo Bin also felt that the shooting progress was very comfortable, and it was very pleasant to touch his half-bald head.

All went well until the remaining few shots had to be completed by Diao Wiah.

Before this, Bi Wenning also talked with Qi Yan, telling him not to use a substitute as much as possible.After all, they are all commonplace meals. If such a difficulty cannot be overcome, it will make people feel too delicate and have a bad influence.Qi Yan was deeply convinced.

During the final shooting, Tang Yue came again.

Qi Yan was still dressed in jeans and a white shirt. He stretched out his hands as if preparing to go to the torture rack, and asked the staff to help him adjust the leather covers on his legs and waist.

When Tang Yue approached, Qi Yan couldn't control the trembling of his fingers, and subconsciously turned his head to avoid his sight.

The man frowned slightly and gestured for all the staff to step down.