The best actor is my lover [Transmigration Book]

Half pushing and half letting go, even Jing Wenqing himself was confused.When he realized it, Pei Jing got up slightly, walked around him, and turned off the light.I don't know when the curtains were drawn, and the room was pitch black.

It is also deprived of vision, so hearing and touch are more acute.

Jing Wenqing heard the rustling sound of the two people's clothes falling to the ground, and then pressed against Pei Jing again, and felt hot.

It started to rain in the middle of the night, and the tick-tock was beating on the window eaves, accompanied by the sound of rapid breathing in the room, which was secretive and ambiguous.

Then their phones rang together.

Beside the bedside table, the faint light of the mobile phone lit up.

Jing Wenqing couldn't hold back his old face, and viciously hooked Pei Jing's waist, "It's too bright, it's dazzling...I want to change my posture."

"Yeah." Pei Jing only paused for a moment, then tilted his body, dragged Jing Wenqing into the bed, and put him on the bed again.

Now he is completely below, Pei Jingfu is behind him.Before he had time to say anything, Pei Jing's fiery hand slid down his back and touched Jing Wenqing's ear all the way.

Jing Wenqing's hair is not short, it was messed up in the previous toss, it was so hot that his ears burned and he felt sweaty.Pei Jing's hand was like adding fuel to the fire, brushing past his ear lightly, and slowly brushing a strand of his hair behind his ear.

Then, the only light in Jing Wenqing's field of vision was covered by Pei Jing.

Jing Wenqing's breath pressed against Pei Jing's palm.

Pei Jing hooked the corner of his mouth happily: "Is it still bright?"

"I'm hot, don't cover it, it's like a hot water bottle." Jing Wenqing buried his face in the pillow, hoarse, "Could you fucking be more aggressive, don't wear it."

Pei Jing lowered his head and smiled, feeling that Jing Wenqing's neck was turning red.The two bodies couldn't be more familiar, Pei Jing was not in a hurry when he got the order, and deliberately scratched his head, "Well, I was wrong. I shouldn't have misunderstood that you have a system."

Jing Wenqing was about to go crazy, and scolded: "You fucking..."

Pei Jing said to himself: "I didn't tell you in time."

Jing Wenqing tilted his head and took a breath: "...you still have the face to say it."

Pei Jing: "So it is going to apologize for a few hours, don't worry, you can take your time."

Jing Wenqing struggled: "Get lost!"

Did not break free.

Pei Jing hugged him tighter.

The adult world is so superficial.

Jing Wenqing endured it for a few seconds, then urged: "Can you do it... You're about to explode. You don't know if you'll be me."

Pei Jing paused, then smiled: "Because it misses you very much, and so do I."

Jing Wenqing: "...you still say it."

While the two were talking, the phone rang again and again.The screens of the two phones turned on one after another.

Jing Wenqing raised his upper body with difficulty, and just moved half of his arm from the pillow, and was immediately pinched back by Pei Jing Wufinger.

"You... wait a minute!!"

"What are you waiting for?" Pei Jing hooked Gou Jingwenqing with his little finger, "Which kid taught me just now, talk less and do more?"

"Concentrate. Don't look at him, look at me." Pei Jing's breath fell to his ears, and then he kissed the back of his neck lightly.

Jing Wenqing's whole body froze for a moment, and he said angrily: "...Can you do it! You also said that you promised to apologize, and that's all sincerity?"

Pei Jing laughed: "What's wrong?"

Jing Wenqing's face was hot and his voice was low: "... kiss, bite."

In Pei Jing's memory, this kind of dialogue has happened countless times, during the days when the two of them made it public.

Jing Wenqing liked the feeling of branding.

Pei Jing asked, "Which bite?"

Jing Wenqing: "You are shameless."

Pei Jing said something and moved: "What's wrong with me?"

Jing Wenqing panicked: "...you bastard."

……

Later, the sound of the rain became more and more urgent, and the sound in the room became shorter and shorter.Jing Wenqing had no idea how he survived the night.From chest to back, to face to face, everything has been played.Jing Wenqing wanted to hurry up at first, but when it was really fast, he couldn't bear it anymore, and kicked Pei Jing with his legs limp one after another.

Pei Jing pinched his ankle again and continued.

Later, even the strength to struggle was gone.

Pei Jing knew how to measure, and he didn't dare to leave traces in conspicuous places, but just aimed at Jing Wenqing's lips, and kissed them over and over again.

From lightly sticking to sticking, to intertwining lips and teeth.In the end, Jing Wenqing became anxious, out of breath, and firmly bit the corner of Pei Jing's lips.

Jing Wenqing's eyes were red: "I'm a puppy that can bite people. It's bad luck for you to stand on me..."

Pei Jing laughed, thinking to himself, it's obviously a little hedgehog.

There may be a little prickly outside, the little hedgehog who will always show his soft belly to him.Even if you point a thorn at him, there is no lethal little hedgehog.

After the end, Jing Wenqing was so tired that his eyes were half-opened, thinking about the phone that rang countless times in the middle, he waved his arms, too lazy to move, and whispered to Pei Jing: "...help me see, the password is the same as before, you knew."

Pei Jing got out of bed, picked up the clothes on the floor, and walked back to the bed again: "You go take a shower."

Jing Wenqing's muffled voice came through the quilt, and he couldn't stop shrunk his head into the quilt: "I'm so tired, just sleep like this. Let me conceive your child, no regrets, no abortion."

The words were serious, Pei Jing couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at... Go and go, wash it if you love it, but I can't bear to wash it!"

It was the first time Pei Jing had seen someone who said he didn't want to take a bath so outrageously, he immediately tugged Jing Wenqing's quilt, "Should I go, or do I have another shot?"

Jing·Sore waist and butt pain·Wen Qing: "..."

Pei Jing patted: "Go."

Jing Wenqing didn't talk nonsense this time, and ran away with a limp.

Pei Jing stared at his back, laughed softly, did not pick up the phone until he was out of sight, and entered the password he knew by heart.

The water in the bathroom rang.

The phone is also on.

The news comes from the group of the program group.

They added it just before dinner.

The important news was just one piece sent by the director: the weather forecast suddenly changed, and it will rain again from tonight to tomorrow.Our plan for tomorrow has stopped, and we will talk about the details tomorrow.

Below is a row of receipts.

There are staff and there are guests.

All others responded.

There are only two Buddhas, Jing Wenqing and Pei Jing.

Director: @PJ, @Dear, are you there, a 1 was received.

Cheng Yinuo: Jingjing was drunk at night, brother Pei helped him back, probably both of them fell asleep!

Lin Linfeng: Is there such a thing?Shocked.jpg, isn’t brother Jing a very good drinker? What kind of wine is so strong? What good food did you eat? What did I miss (unbelievable)

Pei Jing glanced at the time, it was past two o'clock in the morning, and the news was published five hours ago.

The next day, the director checked the weather early in the morning.It was gloomy outside the window.It rained all night last night, intermittently, the ground was damp, and the air was a little humid.

The director thought for a while, turned on the phone, and saw two messages popping up from the group.They all replied after two o'clock in the morning.

Pei Jing and Jing Wenqing deducted 1 each.

The director turned his head and asked the staff: "...Damn it, why don't you go to bed so late? Or did you wake up?"

The staff member was a young man, and he said carelessly, "Maybe he's playing games to cheat."

Oh, black?

After thinking about it, the director thought about the surprise shooting that he said last night, and he slapped his head, thinking that it was feasible, and immediately called the staff to discuss it, and prepared to warm up the live broadcast.

After more than 30 minutes, the photographer was in a hurry with the camera on his shoulder, asked the hotel front desk to get the room card, and walked upstairs.

The so-called surprise attack means that there is no preparation.

The live broadcast started suddenly, and it might not be cool to switch to other variety shows.However, the guests in this issue of "Dance Limit" all bring their own topics, the public opinion is hot, and there are many people who follow.In an instant, fans from all over the world poured in.

[?I'm fucking direct, hi wife! 】

【Oh oh oh oh what are you doing now? It's so early. Are you going to shoot the scene of the guests waking up? I like it, dementia.jpg】

[I'm here, I'm here rwkk Brother Pei's peerless beauty]

……

The director said: "Because of the weather, the shooting of "Dance Limit" has been slightly adjusted. The live broadcast that was originally scheduled last night was canceled due to the delay of the guest's plane, so this morning's live broadcast is counted as compensation."

【Ahhhhhh that's great! 】

【Wow, it seems that because Songsong just came out of the set, the plane was delayed. 2333 Thank you for your hard work! 】

"Hmm... Last night, the movie king and the dance king got drunk and went back to their room very early. Now let's go to the movie king Pei Jing's room first..."

While speaking, they had already arrived in front of Pei Jing's room.

The camera specifically aimed at the house number and took a close-up.

The director inserted the card.

With a beep, the door opened.

The sound of mouthwash near the entrance stopped abruptly.

Jing Wenqing was wearing pajamas that were obviously one size too big, holding a toothbrush, half-closed his eyes, in a daze, his shoulder-length mid-length hair was messed up like a chicken coop.

director:? ? ?

staff member:? !

Jing Wenqing closed his eyes, opened them again, slowly spit out the mouthwash, and looked at a group of people at the door: "..."

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