dark fire

In the afternoon, shoot TV commercials.

This advertisement is still based on Ling Zhuo's current main promotion of the fragrance series as the starting point of the promotion. The shot is a well-known photographer in the fashion circle hired by T&G with a lot of money. In addition to Ling Zhuo, there is also a T&G who plays with him in the film Queen's male model.

The shooting location was on a small street in the city that was not very prosperous. Ling Zhuo had already done his styling in the hotel before, and now he was in the car to touch up his makeup.

Lu Chixie chewed gum, put his hands behind his head, leaned on the seat and looked at him casually, Ling Zhuo raised his eyes to meet his gaze: "What are you looking at?"

Lu Chixie: "Is there anyone else in the commercial?"

Ling Zhuo: "Yes."

He also just got the commercial script in the morning, and he probably knew it after reading it, but Lu Chixie didn't ask, and he didn't show it to Lu Chixie.

Lu Chixie: "What's the content?"

Ling Zhuo: "...you will know soon."

Zhang Jing took Yang Ming out of the car to communicate with the staff. When she came back ten minutes later, Zhang Jing seemed a little unhappy. Ling Zhuo asked her, "What's wrong with Sister Jing?"

Zhang Jing: "They arranged for the models in the film to be temporarily unable to come because they said they would change tomorrow. What do we think of us? Whose time is not time."

Ling Zhuo: "Then what do you say?"

Zhang Jing was angry: "Even if you want to change tomorrow, you have to ask them to make some compensation."

Lu Chixie looked out of the car in a blink of an eye, not only Zhang Jing, but also the photographer who was holding the mirror seemed very angry, talking loudly to people in their language, expressing their dissatisfaction fiercely.

Zhang Jing explained a few words to Ling Zhuo, turned around and went to communicate with others again, Lu Chixie stepped out of the car with long legs, Ling Zhuo called him, "Where are you going?"

Lu Chixie: "Go and see."

In fact, Zhang Jing was dissatisfied because the model changed the time temporarily. Zhang Jing was dissatisfied, and the photographer was also dissatisfied, especially the unruly photographer with a scruffy beard who spoke loudly as if scolding someone. Zhang Jing felt a little sorry for the other party. I can't understand the language myself, so I can't get in my mouth at all.

Lu Chixie came over and said a few words to those people. He also spoke their language fluently. The photographer's eyes fell on him. After a sudden pause, his eyes lit up. He pointed at Lu Chixie even more. Talking to other people excitedly, the staff of the brand side seemed to be hesitating, as if they couldn't make up their minds.

After a while, the representative of the brand that had dinner with Zhang Jing and the others came in a hurry. Zhang Jing breathed a sigh of relief and went up to communicate with the other party in English. The other party first apologized, and the photographer also crowded up and repeated his proposal again. In front of him, Lu Chixie asked him a few words, Lu Chixie nodded, and then the other party went to make a call.

Zhang Jing asked Lu Chixie: "What did they just say?"

Lu Chixie smiled: "The photographer brother said that my image is quite suitable for the role needed in the commercial, and suggested that I be the model. The brand said they would have to consult their superiors to make a decision."

Zhang Jing was slightly surprised, and opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

She also read the script of the ad in the morning. What should I say about this ad? It looks at another person, a man, from Ling Zhuo's perspective, which is quite ambiguous. One can imagine what the scene will be like on the domestic Internet.

But when it comes to model selection, they have no say. If the brand side agrees, she can only bite the bullet and let Ling Zhuo go.

The caller consulted the superior on the other side of the phone for more than ten minutes, and handed the phone to the photographer during the period. The photographer was very excited and kept talking, and from time to time he would look at him with admiration. Lu Chixie.

Half an hour later, the filming officially started, with actors Ling Zhuo and Lu Chixie.

Ling Zhuo was still in a daze, he didn't know why the model acting opposite him became Lu Chixie in just a short while.

Lu Chixie reminded him: "Just play yourself well, don't think too much."

Ling Zhuo stared at him for a moment, calmed down, turned and walked to his place.

He sat in a convertible sports car parked on the side of the street. In the film, he was a somewhat cynical playboy, waiting for someone absent-mindedly in the car. He couldn't be interested in anything until his eyes passed by inadvertently, and fell on the man walking slowly at the end of the street ahead.

The man was wearing a well-tailored dark gray coat, restrained and low-key, with perfect body proportions, and even more unbelievably handsome, but his expression was very indifferent and alienated, like the most unique model on the runway, and elegant like a nobleman in the last century.

The playboy brother in the car tilted his head, just watching him approaching with such a good eye, their eyes met, maybe only for a second or two, the man's figure was reflected in the pupils of the young man, as if some kind of Examine, or be lured, panic surges with some forbidden desire at the same time, fleeting.

The man had already walked away, the young master came back to his senses in a daze, tilted his head and sniffed lightly, only a little secret fragrance remained in the air.

Because the model in the opposite scene is Lu Chixie, Ling Zhuo is a little shy unconsciously. The photographer is picky and demanding, and repeatedly catches his micro-expressions. After several reshoots, the photographer shouted in English with a strong accent "Perfect", even more exciting than before.

Ling Zhuo went back to the car to change a set of clothes. This commercial was only shot for a third of the time, and after that it was all his one-man show.

Lu Chixie followed the car, Ling Zhuo unbuttoned his body one by one under his gaze: "...Don't look."

Obviously, he has been honest with each other several times, but maybe because of the video he just took, he actually felt a sense of shame at being at a loss for what to do when Lu Chixie stared at him like this.

Lu Chixie bullied himself forward, Ling Zhuo was a little nervous, he leaned against the back of the chair and couldn't move away, Lu Chixie raised his hand and pinched his earlobe lightly, and laughed in a deep voice: "So shy?"

Ling Zhuo: "No, don't touch me."

Lu Chixie turned his head and kissed him on the lips, Ling Zhuo was startled and licked his lips.

10 After [-] minutes, continue shooting the second part.

In this part, Brother Gongzi obsessively searched for the taste that seemed to be imagined by him. He searched every corner of the city, and every scene recorded his madness and longing. His eyes were full of burning Eager and unabashed.

Finally, he stopped in front of the large row of containers, casually took off the seemingly inconspicuous bottle of perfume from the top, sprayed it on the test paper and smelled it slowly, his eyes gradually became brighter and brighter, at this moment, it seemed that the spirit and desire All followed by boiling and burning.

Lu Chixie stood outside the camera and looked at him. Ling Zhuo's performance was actually quite aura, and it was not against his will to play this kind of neurotic and delicate character. If it was too much, it would look morbid, but if it was too little, it would not be enough flavor. Just right.

It can also be seen from the photographer's expression that he is very satisfied with Ling Zhuo.

If it was Lu Chixie's appearance, temperament, and figure that surprised the photographer at the beginning, then Ling Zhuo, a typical oriental beauty whose bones and skins are close to perfection, has a different style and charm, and his performance is even more impressive. It exceeded everyone's expectations.

The last part was shot in the studio.

Ling Zhuo was wrapped in a pure white silk bathrobe, lying on the velvet black sheets, with one leg flat and the other bent, in a casual and lazy posture.He sprayed the perfume on his wrist, raised it to the tip of his nose and sniffed deeply, his slightly narrowed black pupils were full of obsession and intoxication, and then gently kissed the position of his wrist, with some unspeakable taboo tide and longing, As pious as worshiping, as if kissing the most obsessed lover passionately.

The photographer captured his expression from different angles, and his eyes were bloodshot with excitement.

Lu Chixie watched coldly, his expression slightly darkened.

Finally, when the photographer said "ok", Ling Zhuo was already sweating profusely, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Today's shooting went extremely smoothly. The commercial film, which was supposed to be shot for at least two days, was completed in one afternoon because of Ling Zhuo's cooperation and the photographer's dedication. The brand's staff were also very satisfied.

Ling Zhuo went to change in the locker room, Lu Chixie followed and slammed the door of the locker room.

Ling Zhuo stretched out his hand and pushed him: "Get out of the way, it's so small here, I don't know what to follow here."

Lu Chixie reached out to grab the strap of his bathrobe and pulled it lightly, the bathrobe fell loosely, revealing his large white chest.

Ling Zhuo subconsciously pulled the bathrobe on his body: "Shut up, I'm hungry, let's go back to the hotel for dinner after changing clothes."

Lu Chixie lowered his voice: "Why are you dressed like this to shoot an advertisement? If I didn't come today, you plan to shoot this kind of advertisement with someone else? You're still being stared at in full view."

Ling Zhuo said helplessly: "What are you talking about, isn't this just an ordinary job? What kind of commercials, if you don't know, you may think that I shot something. I didn't even miss anything. Are you unhappy?"

Lu Chixie looked at him, and Ling Zhuo raised his hand to touch his face: "Good brother, don't eat this kind of boring vinegar, please do me a favor, let me change my clothes first."

Lu Chixie grabbed his wrist violently, pushed him against the wall, and kissed him.

"Well--"

Ling Zhuo snorted, and Lu Chixie's tongue took the opportunity to reach in, curling up his deep kiss.

Ling Zhuo couldn't resist, so he just forgot, put his other hand on Lu Chixie's shoulder, and opened his lips to respond to him, biting gradually became a lingering game, and the ambiguous sound filled the small space Inside.

Zhang Jing waited impatiently outside, and asked Yang Ming to knock on the door, only then did Ling Zhuo wake up like a dream, and pushed the person in front of him.

Lu Chixie bit his lips for the last time, let him go slowly, and wiped the saliva from the corner of his lips with the ball of his thumb.

Ling Zhuo was a little annoyed and bit down.

Lu Chixie let him bite, as if competing with each other, and finally Ling Zhuo felt his teeth hurt, so he had to let go.

"Brother Zhuo? Are you okay? How long will it take?" Yang Ming asked cautiously outside.

"Immediately," Ling Zhuo said, and found that his voice was a little hoarse, coughed, and said, "You go out first, tell Sister Jing that I will go over immediately after changing clothes."

Yang Ming: "Then hurry up."

The footsteps gradually went away, Ling Zhuo glared at Lu Chixie: "Sister Jing must be suspicious of what we are doing in the locker room."

Lu Chixie let him go, leaned back against the door panel behind him, and watched him change his clothes.

Ling Zhuo ignored him, turned his back and quickly changed his clothes.

When they went out, Zhang Jing was still talking to the people from the brand. The other party said that if there were still shots to be re-shot tomorrow, they would need to come again.

Ling Zhuo stepped forward, and the other party also thanked him and Lu Chixie, and politely sent them out to the car.

After closing the car door, Zhang Jing looked back at Ling Zhuo, her eyes fell on his bitten lip, Ling Zhuo glanced away embarrassedly, Zhang Jing seemed to sigh, and didn't say a word.

After returning to the hotel and having dinner, he went upstairs to his room. Lu Chixie swiped his room card to open the door. Ling Zhuo followed behind him, a little lost in thought. After closing the door, he stretched out his hand to give him a hand. Lu Chixie turned his head, and Ling Zhuo leaned over , took a sniff against his neck, and muttered: "I've smelled this smell all afternoon, and I didn't think it smelled particularly good before."

Lu Chixie leaned against the wall without moving, letting him stick to himself: "What now?"

Pausing for a second, Ling Zhuo said, "Your body smells really good."

Lu Chixie laughed softly, the heat from his breath fell on his ears, Ling Zhuo inexplicably felt a little itchy, tilted his head, and then stuck it on, sniffing from Lu Chixie's neck all the way to the back of his ears, and finally said affirmatively: "It's true that you smell better."

It's not as strong as the one just sprayed out from the perfume bottle, and it smells like Lu Chixie himself, which makes it indescribable, but it smells good.

Lu Chixie wrapped his arms around his waist, and gently squeezed his waist: "Really? I think the shower gel smells better."

Ling Zhuo sneered slightly: "Your hobby is really special."

Lu Chixie: "Did you do it on purpose?"

Ling Zhuo: "What intentional?"

Lu Chixie didn't explain, but lowered his head and sucked heavily on the side of his neck, Ling Zhuo hummed, his voice rose unconsciously, and he didn't even notice it.

Lu Chixie stretched out his hand and picked him up like a child with his buttocks. Ling Zhuo was startled, and quickly hugged Lu Chixie's neck to prevent himself from falling.

Lu Chixie carried him into the inner bedroom in three or two steps, and when they fell into the bed, both of them were a little embarrassed, Ling Zhuo's hand was still wrapped around Lu Chixie's neck, and one leg was wrapped around his waist, laughing loudly .When Lu Chixie's kiss fell, Ling Zhuo had already raised his head and pressed it, eagerly responding.

Lips and teeth pressed together, entangled in a deep kiss, and when he was almost out of breath, he stopped for a moment, the lips stuck together could not be separated, Ling Zhuo was still laughing, and whispered: "Kissing your own wrist is still different from this feeling."

Lu Chixie's hand reached in from the hem of his shirt, and slowly pressed down along his back, Ling Zhuo couldn't stand it a little bit, gasped softly, and his body tensed up.

"What's different?" Lu Chixie asked, his fingers kept making trouble.

Ling Zhuo: "The temperature and softness are different, um..." The heartbeat frequency is also different.

Not knowing where he was pressed, Ling Zhuo gasped again, his voice even sweeter.

"Your lips are hotter and softer," Ling Zhuo couldn't continue after a few words, "Anyway, that's how it is."

Lu Chixie stared at him deeply, Ling Zhuo was stared at uncomfortably, and raised his hand to cover his eyes: "Don't look..."

Lu Chixie squeezed his waist hard, and kissed him again.