Actor's Secret: A Couple File

Ayu shot in Meng Sen's mouth, still a deep throat, Meng Sen raised his eyes with the white mouth in his mouth, just in time to clearly see Ayu's expression when he climaxed.

"You're not in the right shape today." After rinsing their mouths, both of them calmed down, Meng Sen said to Ayu who was paralyzed on the bed.

"..."

"Is it related to that thing?" Meng Sen asked tentatively.

"No!" Ayu hurriedly answered.

"Really." Meng Sen almost had a score in his mind.

From the very beginning, I felt that the thing was weird. Even if the owner didn't come back for a long time, the white cloth was covered to prevent dust, but now people have lived in it for several days. Why hasn't the white cloth been removed?

Taking advantage of the opportunity of blowing the wind by the window just now, Meng Sen noticed that there was no dust on the white cloth, which meant that someone had actually taken it off occasionally, and Ah Yu was "afraid" that he would approach this place, this thing must be very good to him It's important, but it's a bit of an eyesore, so you usually have to cover it up by deceiving yourself.

Remembering how Ayu looked for the shoe cabinet in the hallway when he first entered the door, Meng Sen blurted out, "Did they abuse you?"

"what are you talking about?"

"Ignoring is also a kind of abuse." Meng Sen said, standing up and walking straight towards the object covered with dustproof cloth, "You live here now, what are you doing with this thing covered?!"

"Monson!"

The dark things were exposed with Meng Sen's big hand.

The white sheet slipped down slowly, and Meng Sen never expected that he would see such a thing in Ayu's bedroom.

It was a grand piano.

"Wow, Bösendorfer's white shell?" Meng Sen stroked the log-colored nameplate on it and read, "You can play the piano?"

"Cover it back!" Ayu turned his head away and shouted without looking at it.

Meng Sen raised his eyebrows, but he didn't follow suit. Instead, he stroked the keys with his fingers, and fell silent.

"It's broken, I smashed it." Ayu's voice was hoarse.

The astonishment on Meng Sen's face deepened.

Bösendorfer's handmade grand piano, even a music idiot like himself, knows its value, but even if it is covered with a dustproof cloth, there is still a lot of dust on the black and white keys.

Only then did he notice that there were obvious smash marks on the other side of the piano. It was a devastating blow, and even the guts were exposed. This is something that anyone who can play the piano can't bear to see.

And it was done by its owner himself.

There must be a story here.

"Cover it!" Ayu yelled again unbearably, he wrapped his body in a quilt angrily, turned his back to Meng Sen and rubbed his forehead violently, "I don't want to see it!"

So why keep it in the bedroom?

This is the question on Meng Sen's mind.

Or, this is why you don't come home often, Meng Sen didn't say much, he pulled up the white dustproof cloth on the ground, and covered the expensive and damaged piano again.

Only then did Ayu feel better, and waved to Meng Sen, and with the other hand, he pulled off the tightly wrapped sheet, revealing his vented body, and said in a hoarse voice, "Come here, Meng Sen, you didn't have a good time just now." Come on, let's do it again!"

Ayu made all kinds of provocative poses on the bed, Meng Sen's body quickly became agitated again, but this time Ayu's situation was worse than before, at least he penetrated just now, this time is good, Meng Sen's As soon as his fingers touched his buttocks, he could feel his muscles tense, which was an instinctive resistance.

Meng Sen hesitated for a moment, but Ayu urged him impatiently, "Come in."

Meng Sen caressed him with his fingers and helped him expand, but the secret entrance was still tightly clamped. Even if Meng Sen forced it in, Ayu didn't show any excitement, but looked unbearably painful.

Meng Sen said that he couldn't go on anymore. After hastily exiting, he quickly solved it with his hands. When wiping the wet front end with a tissue, he tilted his head and half-jokingly said, "I think it affects you more than you imagined." It’s even bigger.” Ayu was panting and laying on his back on the bed, his chest covered in greasy cold sweat, his face became even more ugly when he heard this, “It has nothing to do with that thing, it’s because I’m not in a good state today—” said Then he grabbed his lower body angrily. "Hey, what are you doing!" Meng Sen quickly pressed his hand.

But it was still half a beat behind, Ayu was pulled off two pubic hairs by himself, he gasped in pain, and choked angrily, "It's all you, who told you to touch that—"

"Then who knew the piano would make you impotent." Meng Sen replied lazily, took out a few more tissues, wiped the other party's dirty places, and helped him put on his pants, "Why don't we chat. "

"I don't fucking want to talk!"

Meng Sen continued as if he hadn't heard, "Ayu, do you know what I did before I joined the Star Alliance?"

"have no idea!"

"I used to work in a private savings bank."

The topic changed so quickly, Ayu couldn't help frowning, and his mouth was not so muttering anymore.

"That savings bank is really very small, and its location is also very remote. Except for those who work and live nearby, it basically didn't take over any big business..."

Ayu didn't understand why Meng Sen would tell him this. People in their line of work usually don't confess their past to their colleagues.

Most of the actors are on several occasions, and there are also summer jobs, and college students get involved temporarily, so all "partners" are only temporary. Even if they are still lingering at one moment, as soon as the director tells them to stop at the next moment, they will immediately get up and wear clothes. Clothes, there is no delay for one more second. Sometimes in a gang rape scene, one person will be penetrated by more than a dozen people in turn. It is very common that they don't even know each other's names.

Because Ayu and Meng Sen are "couple files", they are different from those people. Although they have made appointments countless times in private, they are also tacitly considered by each other, and they are just preparing for the next cooperation. Just fight.

And now that Meng Sen has faded out, he shouldn't get involved with Ayu anymore, otherwise the journey of "cleaning up the whites" will be very difficult.

But Ayu was the first to break the established rules. He didn't know why he was wronged. He was the first to think of crying with Meng Sen. The address recorded in the actors' contact book that he had never set foot before Immediately came to mind without thinking.

Meng Sen's expression was the tranquility of falling into memories, and his voice was steady, unhurried, "When I was about to get off work that day, I saw off the last customer as usual, and then I was about to pull down the rolling door outside, who knows Just then, a man with a gun jumped out of the van across the street."

"what……"

"Yes, he was planning to rob the bank. It was too late to pull down the iron door. I could only press the glass door to death from the inside, but he actually grabbed the guest I just sent away and pointed a gun at him. Press his face against the glass door and threaten me."

"and then?"

"All the colleagues in the store behind me were yelling at me, don't open the door, don't open the door - because we are just a small savings bank, if we are ransacked, the store manager will definitely deduct our salary, but that person was held in front of me, Through the thick glass, I saw that his forehead was bleeding from the gun butt, the people in the shop had already pressed the alarm bell, the robber’s mood was very unstable, I think he would really shoot at any time..."

Ayu clutched his chest and paused word by word, "You won't... you didn't open the door, did you?"

"No, I opened the door." Meng Sen glanced at him, tilted his head and twitched his lips, "I can't stand a person dying in front of me."

"Huh..." Ayu patted his heart.

I heard Meng Sen continue to say, "But after the robbers rushed in, they injured a colleague of mine—that was a woman who was going to be a mother. She...had a miscarriage."

"It...it's not your fault." Ayu unconsciously embraced him.

Meng Sen's hands were clenched into fists unconsciously, and his expression was no longer peaceful, "After that, I found that I was not qualified for the job there. Every day when it was time to get off work, I felt inexplicable fear, and I dared not approach them. With that rolling door, I always feel that someone will rush from a certain direction at any time, and then someone will continue to be injured and bleeding..."

"Oh—Meng Sen," Ayu said softly, putting his face next to his collarbone, "So you went to shoot GV afterwards?"

Meng Sen raised his head, very helpless, "Is there anyone who comforts people like you?"

Ayu tilted his head, "Am I comforting you?"

"Hmph, forget it," Meng Sen gave up arguing with him, "Yes, I will go to shoot GV later, but," he looked at Ayu squarely, "I just wanted to tell you that, people are fragile, Fear is also innate, it is our nature to protect ourselves, but if it is not faced, it will grow like a mushroom."

"Mushroom, do you mean this kind of mushroom?" Ayu pulled Meng Sen's trousers with a playful smile.

"But it seems that if you are affected by it, it will only get smaller and smaller." Meng Sen flicked Ayu's crotch without showing any weakness.

Ayu's face was ugly, he pushed Meng Sen's hand away, "You can't make up what you just said, right?"

Meng Sen crossed his arms, "If you don't believe me, you can ask Yin Luming, the lawyer in charge of your case, but talking to him is charged by the minute."

"Why did you ask him?"

"Because, the unlucky guest who was held down by the gangsters is him!"

Ayu was silent for a few seconds, as if he was thinking about the credibility of this matter. After a while, he asked uncertainly, "So, you have overcome that fear now?"

"What do you think?" Meng Sen took out a small name tag from his pocket, engraved on it: No. 4 Salesperson Meng Sen.

"So, when you say you work in a bank, is that the small savings bank?"

"Of course not, people go to high places, this is a big bank with great development!"

"Haha, look at you, when you talk about the big bank, your face turns red with excitement—"

"No, I'm very ambitious. Speaking of which," Meng Sen suddenly calmed down, "Ah Yu, tell me about you, maybe it won't be so scary when you tell me."

"Who said I was scared?" Ayu interrupted him, panting, "I just... just... don't want to recall it again."

Meng Sen stared at him for a while, then changed the subject first, "Well then, I won't ask, next month, Birds of Paradise has a party, let's go together?"

"Bird of Paradise, what kind of bird is that?"

"Actually, it's another name for a kind of flower. When it's in full bloom, it looks like a kind of bird... Cough, why am I talking about this." Meng Sen stopped the conversation just in time, "It's just a bar. It's very interesting. Let's go play together."

"The bar..." Ayu frowned and thought for a while, then looked at Meng Sen, and saw a rare look of lively anticipation between the other's deep brows, so he nodded. "Then... let's go."

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"Here is..." On the appointed day, Ayu stood in front of the beautiful white building, unable to move.

"Yes, this is the bird of paradise." Meng Sen replied beside him.

Ayu poked him with his elbow, "Liar! You still call him GAY!"

"Why not?"

"It doesn't look like it. If you didn't say it, I would have thought it was a church—"

Meng Sen smiled, "Well, it's really beautiful."

This building called "Bird of Paradise" is very beautiful. It has a tall white exterior wall, and the window porch is decorated with cumbersome and delicate paulownia wood carvings. It tells the story of angels and roses in twists and turns. Every Gothic stained glass A huge horse lantern hangs under the windows, emitting an orange light in the quiet night.

Standing in front of it, people can only think of beautiful things and emotions. Standing under the biggest lantern, Ayu felt a little out of breath.

Before he could continue admiring, Meng Sen held his hand with a smile and walked inward.

"If you like, we can come often in the future."

Today's Meng Sen is very different. He wears a formal suit and his hair is meticulously done. This is not to say that the usual Meng Sen is slovenly, but his aura, although he also has a clean-shaven appearance. But this time he seemed a little more refined and refined, which made Ayu couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

"Sir, please wear a mask to enter." The two were stopped by a quiet waiter on the front porch.

"Huh? What?" Ayu was taken aback.

"Okay." Meng Sen calmly took out the mask he had prepared in advance.

"What is this?" Ayu watched in surprise as Meng Sen covered his face with a shiny thing.

"Today's theme is masks." Meng Sen explained, putting on his own again.

"Masque..." Ah Yu repeated in a low voice, trembling secretly because of some bad associations, but he quickly controlled his emotions and returned to the previous state of smiling face, "Your mask is so cool Well, mine won't be the same as yours, right?" He touched his face as he spoke, feeling cold and hard.

Meng Sen wore a dark knight mask that fitted his face, exposing the right half of his face just right, looking handsome and mysterious.

He blinked, "How is it possible, I know you don't like to be like others, don't worry."

Ayu repeatedly stroked his mask anxiously, and touched some decorations that looked like feathers.

"I don't know, when did you like to participate in these activities?"

"Isn't it good to relax once in a while?" Meng Sen said, holding Ayu's hand again and walking towards the hall, occasionally greeting several waiters familiarly.

"I don't think it's just by accident." Ayu said eccentrically, and had to admit that he was a little uncomfortable with the unfamiliar part of the other party tonight.

"Are you jealous?" Meng Sen stopped and turned to look at him.

Maybe that silver-gray knight mask really has some kind of magical power. Being stared at intently by Meng Sen's right eye, Ayu's heart suffocated.

"How is it possible!" He turned his face away pretending to be relaxed, looked at the interior decoration, and commented, "It's already bright enough, why are there so many lanterns?"

Meng Sen also followed him to change the subject, "Because the owner likes it."

"Do you know the owner?"

"It's relatively familiar."

While talking, the two of them had already sat on a double sofa at the invitation of the lead waiter. On the square low table in front of them were two glasses of brightly colored wine and a small bunch of purple carnations tied into flower balls.

Meng Sen handed one of the glasses of wine to Ayu, pretending to be mysterious, "The decoration design of this store was designed by his boyfriend himself, so it's best not to criticize the decoration here."

"Ha." Ayu laughed, and lightly clinked glasses with him. The purple veil around him reflected a colorful halo with the light, which also set off his complexion very well.

Ayu took a sip of the wine lightly, the red gem tongue stud looming, "The guy who likes this kind of ancient lamps must be an old man."

Hearing this, Meng Sen had a playful look in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I'll introduce you later."

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After drinking a little aperitif, Ayu got up to do nothing, and simply passed the time by staring at the passing guests and the handsome waiter.

Although it was not yet the official start time, the number of guests has gradually increased, and all the people who came in were wearing masks.

Ah Yu always looks at men's bodies first and then their faces. This time everyone's faces are covered, so the only thing he can judge is the body. After watching for a while, he secretly thinks that the most outstanding one here is the Himself and Meng Sen.

Until a man who couldn't hide his charming temperament even wearing a mask appeared.

"Hey, Meng Sen, look, look at that man—" he whispered excitedly, and grabbed Meng Sen's sleeve.

Meng Sen looked in the direction he was pointing and saw a tall man wearing a light-colored suit of high-quality texture and a light-colored mask inlaid with silver and white crystals on his face. It was an eye patch, barely covering a pair of eyebrows.

"It's so handsome, I can tell just by looking at the figure and the lower part of the face, it must be very handsome!" Ayu couldn't help being a nympho, staring at the man eagerly.

The people around stopped talking and laughing, and the man almost attracted the attention of the audience.

Meng Sen took a sip of his wine with a half-smile, "Take your eyeballs back, I have companions."

"Companion, where is it?"

Just as he was talking, he saw that the man chatted with the waiter for a few words and then stopped moving forward near the door, as if he was really waiting for someone.

After a while, a man ran in from the night, wearing a suit of the same style as this handsome man, but without a tie.

This man is not wearing a mask, and he is quite handsome, but his temperament is more gentle. When he came in, he was scolded by the handsome man, but he just smiled indifferently, and then lowered his head and asked the other party to put on the prepared style for him. Similar masks, and then the two walked into the main venue one after the other, completely ignoring the gazes of other people.

It's really the way old couples get along.

Ayu was amazed, "It turns out they are really a couple."

"That's not it." Meng Sen spoke leisurely, then asked with a blank expression, "Do you envy their relationship?"

"well enough."

Meng Sen looked at him and said nothing.

After a while, Ayu yelled again, "Meng Sen, Meng Sen, look at that man—"

Meng Sen thought he had caught a glimpse of another handsome guy, so he turned his head, "Huh?"

"Hahaha—this man is a fool! Did you see that?" Ayu covered his mouth and bowed his waist with laughter.

Seeing the object being ridiculed, Meng Sen also smiled. The new guest was wearing an ordinary three-piece suit, dark gray in color, and the tie was not well matched, but the most attractive thing about him was the bruise on his face. mask.

Not only Ayu, everyone who saw him snickered softly.

Covering his face was a regular rust-colored mask that covered all the facial features.

——Although the theme stipulates that all guests present must wear masks, the meaning of wearing masks in this informal entertainment occasion is not to hide their identities, but to treat it as a special interest to attract other people Notice.

That is to say, the style of the mask is not important, the key is whether it can add points to you, for example, the man who attracted the attention of the audience just now, the narrow eyepatch style mask perfectly highlights his perfect face shape, the crystal The dazzling material successfully draws attention to his deep-set eyes.

There are also masks that are identified as personal belongings. For example, the one Meng Sen chose for Ayu is made of the same material and style as his own, except that Ayu's is decorated with a bunch of fiery red feathers. Starting to enter the arena is like putting a stamp on the opponent so that others don't worry about it anymore.

But if only from the point of attracting attention, this "man in the iron mask" may have succeeded.