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Guan Ming took a serious look at him, suspecting that he hadn't seen the situation in the room clearly, and lifted his chin inside: "Are you sure? There is only one bed here."

Bian Xing glanced at the direction he indicated: "What's wrong with a bed? It's quite wide."

Guan Ming: "..."

Bian Xing turned back to look at him: "Can't you?"

Guan Ming felt that all the muscles in his body were stiff, trying to control his facial expression: "Okay, of course."

It's not good if you have ghosts in your heart.

He took the bag of dirty clothes from Bian Xing's hand: "I'll wash it for you, you stay in the room and don't run around, call me if you need something."

Bian Xing: "I'll go with you."

"No, I'll be back in a while." After Guan Ming finished speaking, he patted him on the head, and quickly walked out of the room and closed the door. He seemed to be running away. He stood outside the door for a full 3 minutes, raised his hand and rubbed between his eyebrows. Kneading, finally let the ups and downs of the mood calm down.

After delivering the clothes, Guan Ming went back to the room. Bian Xing was watching TV when he came in. It turned out to be H Satellite TV. The news program he was hosting was still yesterday's replay. He was a little surprised, and walked over to put the supermarket shopping bag in his hand In front of you: "Why don't you watch entertainment programs?"

"I don't like it, but your show is good." Bian Xing opened the plastic bag with a look of surprise, "You still bought some snacks?"

"Well, there is a supermarket downstairs, so I bought it by the way." Guan Ming said as he took off his coat, "You watch first, I'll take a shower."

"Oh." Bian Xing raised his head, watched him unbutton his shirt, his eyes unconsciously fell on his fingers.

Guan Ming caught his gaze, stopped his hands, left from the buttons, turned and walked into the bathroom.

Bian Xing felt a little lost in his heart, but he didn't really realize this loss. He just stared at Guan Ming's back for less than three seconds, then turned around and turned his attention back to the TV.

Not long after, the door of the bathroom opened, and Bian Xing turned his head when he heard the movement, and saw Guan Ming coming out of the room neatly dressed, he was a little surprised: "Are you going out so late?"

Guan Ming walked to his side, bent down, took out a bottle of water from the shopping bag and unscrewed it: "Don't go out."

Bian Xing looked blank: "Then why are you dressed so neatly? Don't sleep?"

Guan Ming: "Sleep, why are you looking at me? It's weird?"

Bian Xing was full of suspicion: "It's very strange, why do you even have to button the top button?"

Obviously, I usually wear it casually after taking a shower. The top and bottom buttons of the shirt will be unbuttoned, and the largest and loosest T-shirt will be worn. Why is it that the neck is almost invisible today?

Guan Ming smiled: "What's so strange? I'm used to it."

Bian Xing: "You lied."

Guan Ming paused and looked up at him: "Why do you say that?"

Bian Xing: "!!!"

Oops, I slipped my mouth!

Guan Ming sat down and leaned over to look into his eyes from a close distance: "Why do you say I'm a liar? What have I lied to you? Or have you seen how I usually sleep?"

Bian Xing stared at his face that was close at hand, his breathing was unsteady, Guan Ming was still waiting for his answer, he could only run fast in his mind: "The last time I went to your place, you crushed me when you entered the study That time, you only buttoned one button."

Guan Ming was a little surprised, he didn't even remember such details: "Really?"

Bian Xing nodded repeatedly.

Guan Ming straightened up and said with a smile, "It might have been accidentally loosened."

Bian Xing: "Oh..."

"Oh." After scratching his head, he felt that it was a bit weird to discuss this topic.

He put away the snacks and jumped off the sofa: "I'm going to brush my teeth."

Guan Ming looked at his figure, leaned on the bed with his hair in a daze for a while, finally took off his glasses, lifted the quilt and sat in.

When Bian Xing came over, he asked, "What time do you go to the set tomorrow?"

Bian Xing lifted the quilt and sneaked in: "Nine o'clock and ten o'clock are fine, anyway, I'm making soy sauce."

Guan Ming swallowed the "go to bed early" that just reached his mouth.

Bian Xing leaned over sideways and looked at him curiously.

Guan Ming lowered his eyes: "What are you looking at?"

Bian Xing: "Look at you without glasses."

Guan Ming: "How is it?"

Bian Xing: "Looks good."

Although he can see Guan Ming's private appearance after get off work every day, the perspective is different from now, and the distance is not as close as it is now, so the feeling is still very different.

Guan Ming felt that he was a little perfunctory: "Just to look good?"

Bian Xing: "It's a bit fierce."

Guan Ming: "..."

He sighed a little depressed, picked up his glasses and put them back on.

Bian Xing hurriedly stretched out his hand and took it off for him: "Don't wear it, don't wear it, it looks so good-looking, it's a bit fierce, but it's very handsome!"

Seeing that he was about to jump on him, Guan Ming felt very bad. He stiffened his body and let him take off his glasses: "Are you sleepy? If you are sleepy, go to bed early."

Bian Xing leaned against him: "Not sleepy, I want to chat with you."

Guan Ming: "..."

Bian Xing chatted in a wide range, from the crew to shadow puppetry, from studying to eating and drinking, and talked about what he thought of. When we first met Mingming, he was silent and vigilant, but now he seems to have missed the conversation, talking endlessly.

Guan Ming was a little distracted at first, but he became fascinated by listening to it, and his body gradually relaxed. He really liked listening to Bian Xing's talk, and he also liked to respond to a few words from time to time, which made Bian Xing talk more interestingly.

Bian Xing looked up at him occasionally, and would wonder why he thought he was fierce without glasses before. His eyes were obviously gentle, but such doubts just slipped through his mind like a stream of light, and he couldn't be caught and pondered at all.

Nearly midnight, Bian Xing finally fell asleep, leaning directly on Guan Ming's shoulder and fell asleep.

Guan Ming helped him to lie down, covered him up, his eyes lingered on his undefended face, and his unruly thoughts were agitated again.

He turned off the bedside lamp, and the blackout curtains blocked all the light outside, only a little warm yellow in the bathroom leaked through the crack of the door, enough for him to see Bian Xing's face clearly after he got used to the darkness.

Desire grows wantonly in the darkness, he props his hands on the pillow, traps Bian Xing in his arms, slowly bends down, hot breath hits Bian Xing's face, moves from forehead to bridge of nose, and then to lips, as long as Just press down a little and it will touch lightly.

But Bian Xing suddenly frowned, as if aware of something, he opened his eyes in bewilderment.

Guan Ming froze.

Bian Xing looked at the magnified face at a close distance, a little dizzy, tilted his head and called him vaguely: "Guan Ming?"

Guan Ming's soul was shaken by this shout, and his hand slipped uncontrollably to his waist.

Bian Xing regained consciousness: "Huh?"

Guan Ming lowered his head, sighed almost inaudibly, moved his hands a little away, gently scratched his itchy flesh, and said in a low voice, "It's nothing, just try to see if you fell asleep."

Bian Xing couldn't bear to laugh, but he was not fully awake yet, his laughter was half hoarse, more attractive than before.

Guan Ming felt that he was looking for guilt for himself, so he moved his hand away from Bian Xing's waist and put it on the pillow again, but Bian Xing thought that he was going to scratch in another place, so he curled up his neck and inhaled: "Don't, don't, don't... ..."

Guan Ming looked at him deeply, the idea of ​​having a skin-to-skin kiss with him grew wildly, but he was afraid of scaring him, so he finally just touched his ear lightly with his fingertips, and said in a hoarse voice: "I won't tickle you anymore, sleep Bar."

Bian Xing saw him backing away and distanced himself from himself, suddenly felt empty in his heart, as if he had lost something, he posted a post towards Guan in a bit of a panic.

Guan Ming didn't hide, but leaned against the head of the bed with his eyes closed.

Bian Xing grabbed his hand: "Are you sleepy? Why don't you lie down and sleep?"

Guan Ming let out a "hmm" and lay down on the bed.

The strange uneasiness in Bian Xing's heart disappeared, he didn't let go of his hand, and moved his face closer to him, and fell asleep again after leaning against him.

Guan Ming didn't sleep well all night, and he woke up in a daze the next morning. He took Bian Xing to get his clothes, had breakfast, sent him to the set, and gave food to everyone in the crew. Everyone knows that Bian Xing I have been on his show before, so I am not surprised that he came to visit the class, but I am a little surprised that the two of them have such a good relationship.

After all, Guan Ming is a public figure, and his popularity is higher than that of some third-tier stars. He wanted to see how the side stars were filming, but he spent most of his time taking pictures with people.

In the end, even the male lead came over, looking at Guan Ming with a faint scrutiny.

Guan Ming thought of the hot pot Jiugongge, and his smile deepened. He shook hands with him and took a few group photos.

There is only one shot on Bian Xing's side, which is the scene of making a shadow puppet with Master, and it is over after a while, and as soon as it is over, he walks towards Guan Ming.

The male protagonist turned around, showing a bit of intimacy: "Bian Xing, are you finished filming? Teacher Wu has worked hard!" He asked the assistant to hand them hot drinks.

"No hard work, no hard work, thank you." Teacher Wu waved his hands again and again, politely declined the drink, walked up to Guan Ming, and immediately warmed up, "Guan Ming, are you not in a hurry to leave later? I invite you Have a meal!"

Guan Ming smiled and agreed: "Okay."

Just when Bian Xing walked up to him, he put his hand on Bian Xing's shoulder, brushed Bian Xing's hair, and asked, "Do you want to wash off the makeup on your face?"

Bian Xing nodded.

Guan Ming: "Then take you back to the hotel first."

Bian Xing nodded, looking at him with the usual trust and dependence.

The male protagonist's complexion changed slightly, when Bian Xing waved at him, his smile was a bit forced.

Guan Ming greeted the director, took Bian Xing and Mr. Wu out of the studio, returned to the hotel, Bian Xing went to the bathroom to wash his face, Guan Ming sat down on the sofa, and saw a painting on the coffee table. I picked it up to admire the characters of the shadow puppet show, and when I put it back after watching it, I noticed the pencil and sharpener next to it, and I was stunned.

The color of the pencil is very familiar and unique.

He felt that his association was a bit absurd, but he still couldn't help picking up the pencil to look carefully, then picked up the pencil sharpener, and stuffed the pencil into it to curl a few times.

The fan-shaped sawdust fell slowly, with metallic orange stripes on the edges, exactly the same as the last time he saw it in the trash can.

Bian Xing came out of the bathroom with water still dripping on his face, squinted at him and said, "Guan Ming, are you going back today?"

Guan Ming put down the pencil and sharpener: "Yes."

Bian Xing came over and sat down next to him, a bit reluctant: "Then when will you come to see me next time?"

Guan Ming laughed: "Next week?"

Bian Xing's eyes lit up.

Guan Ming swept the pencil shavings into the trash can: "Your pen is a bit short, it seems that you use it a lot."

Bian Xing nodded: "Well, Master gave this to me at the beginning of the year, and it has been used for a long time."

Guan Ming's eyes aimed at the top of his head.

Bian Xing raised his hand to touch it, with doubts on his face: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, his hair is a little warped." Guan Ming stretched out his hands to press his hair, and touched both sides of the top of his head, but found nothing unusual.

But Bian Xing suddenly got excited, hid for a while, and laughed: "Don't touch it."

Guan Ming let go of his hand and stood up: "Go and put on your coat, and you'll be down in a while."

Bian Xing got up to get his coat.

Guan Ming looked at his back, quickly sized him up, finally raised his hand, and rubbed his face vigorously.

Didn't sleep well last night, dreaming in broad daylight?

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