wind blowing

After Fu Fenglan finished speaking, he restrained his smile.

Leaning his back against the head of the bed, he spoke in a deep voice, acting like a king.

Don't say a word, don't get angry and prestige.

Jing Yu: "..."

That's it for the show?

It was too fast.

He suddenly had a weird guess.

Originally, he always thought that Fu Fenglan was a very serious and rigid person.

In the previous few auditions, he always followed the work requirements conscientiously, and never had any other thoughts.

Occasionally, I feel that Fu Fenglan is different from what he imagined, it seems to be quite lively, and I also think that Fu Fenglan is creating an atmosphere to let him relax and bring him into the situation better.

Now think about it...

She has been molesting him under the guise of acting since then!

When Fu Fenglan was acting seriously, he was indeed very serious.

It's just that he is extremely talented, and he enters and exits very quickly, so he doesn't need too much practice and audition at all.

Qiu Mingyang also said that Fu Fenglan's audition would take at most a week or two.

Later, it was extended by default.

Jing Yu seriously suspects that the auditions in different scenes were not entirely for the purpose of broadening one's thinking and trying different acting styles.

There is a high possibility that Fu Fenglan is taking the opportunity to tease him.

What twelfth concubine, brother sadistic love, actor seduces the young master who has returned from abroad...

Fu Fenglan also personally narrated the play to him, saying, "You should feed me cake here."

"Seductive people are not so seductive, your eyes have to be a little more charming, so that I can't help the feeling of hugging you."

"If I were your adoptive father, of course the cheating would not be in the coffee shop, it would only be in a private place like the study aisle. Your eyes should not be so bright, but a little darker. You can cry while kissing me, and your movements can be different. Be proactive and rough."

now think of it……

What a shameful character py!

Use the public for personal gain!

Bad taste!

shameless!

Jing Yu's expression flickered.

Fu Fenglan was still urging him there: "Aiqing is safe."

It means it's time to play.

It's time for him to enter the stage and play the role of the young general who volunteered himself.

Jing Yu's brain bounced back and forth between "I've been tricked" and "I've thought about it".

His expression was extremely tangled, mixed with a trace of shame and anger.

Seeing his struggle, Fu Fenglan raised his eyebrows: "Desert?"

Jing Yu: "...I have something to ask you."

Fu Fenglan: "Say."

Jing Yu: "You don't need a supporting assistant at all."

Under Fu Fenglan's calm gaze, he tried his best to calmly narrate his thoughts.

Fu Fenglan nodded after listening: "Well, do you think I don't distinguish between public and private, and treat my career like a joke?"

Jing Yu: "...It's not that serious."

Fu Fenglan: "That's it?"

Jing Yu was a little awkward: "The main reason is that if you don't need a supporting assistant at all, there is no need to keep this position for me. The salary you offer me is too high, Qiu Ming... Uncle Qiu said that there are many first-line assistants in the circle. Second-tier stars are not so generous when they pay their assistants, and you still have a mortgage..."

At first, he was really ashamed and annoyed, feeling that Fu Fenglan was suspected of using public affairs for personal gain.

Later, when I thought about it further, it was clear that Fu Fenglan had suffered more by doing so.

They were already a couple anyway, no matter how shy Fu Fenglan wanted to play, he would probably still agree.

However, Fu Fenglan still has the name of a "supporting play", occasionally asking him to cooperate with pilot plays, raising him every day, and paying him wages.

In fact, it was helping him in disguise.

He would ask this question, not to be awkward.

I really feel sorry for Fu Fenglan.

He knew that he didn't earn much, and it was impossible for Fu Fenglan to agree to a salary cut if he wanted to, so he could only "resign" on his own initiative.

Anyway, his job is useless, it was created by Fu Fenglan to "help the poor" for him.

Fu Fenglan: "So, if I admit it, you don't plan to work by my side?"

Jing Yu: "I can find some other work to do."

Fu Fenglan: "What kind of work?"

Without even thinking about it, Jing Yu blurted out: "Being a supporting role..."

As soon as I opened my mouth, I realized that I had said the wrong thing.

Fu Fenglan frowned, and suddenly lowered his aura: "Who else are you going to act as?"

Jing Yu: "I..."

Before he could say "I", Fu Fenglan pulled his arm abruptly and fell into his arms.

Unprepared, his knee subconsciously bent and bumped into Fu Fenglan's leg.

Fu Fenglan gasped in pain.

Jing Yu frantically propped up her body: "Your legs!"

Fu Fenglan sullenly said, "I can't die."

He seemed a little genuinely angry, and asked him stubbornly: "Who are you going to act as, he asked you to act as the little lover who seduces him, and you also act?"

Jing Yu couldn't laugh or cry.

What about the actor's self-cultivation?

Don't they all say that the entertainment industry is open?

Why are you jealous because of this assumption.

Did he have a fake actor boyfriend?

Jing Yu took off her shoes and went to bed, found a position where she would not touch Fu Fenglan's legs, and lay down on her stomach.

Lying on Fu Fenglan's chest, he looked up at him softly: "Are you jealous?"

Fu Fenglan said with a straight face, "I eat salt."

Jing Yu: "But why do I smell such a strong smell of vinegar, hiss... sour."

Fu Fenglan: "The white vinegar used for disinfection in the hospital will naturally be contaminated after returning from the hospital."

Jing Yu laughed secretly until her stomach hurts.

It's so cute when a man is jealous.

Obviously his voice was anxious just now, but due to his status as an elderly person, he was embarrassed to admit that he was jealous.

His eyes wandered to other places, and he looked for some reason for the hospital's white vinegar with a nonchalant expression.

What kind of schoolboy behavior is this.

Jing Yu poked him on the cheek: "What are you thinking, who can I play with... Such an adult, I still need to coax..."

Fu Fenglan lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and looked aggrieved: "I gave you a job because I valued your ability, but you don't want it, and you still misinterpret my intentions."

Jing Yu: "When did I say no more? I was joking, but you should take it seriously."

Fu Fenglan: "I said I want to audition, it's a good book about ancient monarchs and ministers, but you don't want to."

Jing Yu: "..."

Fu Fenglan: "It's my fault. I didn't discuss it with you in advance. That's right. I'm a person with a leg injury. Why bother with the audition? I should just lie on the bed honestly, so as not to cause trouble to others and ask for help. people think..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Jing Yu said helplessly, "Speaking of it further, shouldn't it be time to sing "Dou E's Injustice"?"

Fu Fenglan still looked innocent: "I'm reviewing myself."

Jing Yu: "...All right, all right, I know, I'll act, can't I act?"

Fu Fenglan finally stopped nagging.

Leaning back comfortably against the head of the bed, she stared at him without blinking.

Jing Yu tried her best to throw away her sense of shame, got up from him, and rolled over to the bed next to him.

Recall the etiquette paradigm of monarchs and ministers in costume dramas.

Kneeling down, he bowed to Fu Fenglan and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

Fu Fenglan: "Fair."

Jing Yu's ancient literature is not very good, and he made up lines: "My minister, my humble minister, my humble minister is here to apologize..."

Fu Fenglan: "I'm tired, skip all these plots, let's go straight to the topic."

Jing Yu: "???"

He began to wonder whether the Bo Nu just now was another play by Fu Fenglan.

Good guy, the whole thing is so high-sounding, but you actually want to see him seduce him, right?

Seeing that Fu Fenglan didn't intend to speak anymore, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue acting.

Jing Yu: "So Your Majesty means that you want a humble minister?"

Fu Fenglan: "I remember that when I was young, you were very good at imitating a raccoon cat. My father forbade me to keep a cat, so you often pretended to be a cat to make me happy."

Jing Yu: "..."

Fu Fenglan: "I'm not very happy right now."

Jing Yu had no choice but to turn around, with her head facing the foot of the bed and her butt facing Fu Fenglan.

Stretch your arms, raise your hips, and imitate a cat and give it a big stretch.

He was wearing a gray-green T-shirt and shorts. He was busy wiping Fu Fenglan's body after returning home, but he hadn't had time to change it yet.

When stretching, a thin waist was exposed on the side of the shorts, soft and tender.

Because of the raised curvature of the hips, the hem of the clothes slid down.

From the direction of the head of the bed, one can clearly see the soft and seductive body under the clothes.

Jing Yu blushed, and looked back at Fu Fenglan: "It's okay."

He still maintains the posture of raising his butt, which is even more cute because of his shy expression.

I don't know that in the eyes of Fu Fenglan at this moment, I am completely seductive.

Fu Fenglan's expression did not change, but his voice became hoarse: "The cat I raise can meow in spring."

Jing Yu: "..."

Fu Fenglan: "Especially in July and August, when it is midsummer, the cats in the palace often fight in the middle of the night, meowing in spring."

Jing Yu: "..."

Fu Fenglan: "Come on."