Inner entertainment first vase

Ke Yu's face was expressionless, and his eyes were cold: "Careful."

"How do you care?" Shang Lu let go of his hand, but his fingertips still stayed by his ear, and the other hand supported the back of the sofa, kindly helping him think of a revenge plan, "... kiss back?"

His eyes were full of teasing, but under the teasing, there was a deeper and more secret aggressiveness.His voice was dulled by indescribable emotions. Seeing the rolling Adam's apple on Ke Yu's slender neck, the Shanglu gentleman said, "If you want to take revenge like this, I don't mind."

The sex appeal doubles when the speech is slower.Ke Yu is fully aware of this.He was still leaning against the sofa tightly, hiding in a situation where there was no way to hide, but he was not so flustered. His eyes moved meaningfully from Shanglu's deep eyes, lingered over the skin on the side of his neck, and stayed vaguely on his neck. Adam's apple.

The line of sight is softer than the touch of the skin, almost like caressing.

Shang Lu couldn't help but take a deep breath, swallowed under his gaze, and said, "Ke Yu, you are really good at playing hard to get."

Ke Yu pursed one side of her lips, very slightly, and said in a very indifferent tone: "Really, I don't seem to have done anything."

The room was quiet for a few seconds, Shanglu smiled softly, and all the charming atmosphere disappeared instantly. He straightened his upper body and retreated, like a wild animal giving up hunting, retreating silently to its secluded territory.

"It's cuter if you panic." He said in a cynical tone, but it sounded uncomfortable.When the topic changed, I asked about the script: "How is it? Is the story good?"

In fact, it was just a cursory look, ten lines at a glance passed quickly, Ke Yu tacitly cooperated with him to reveal the scene just now, nodded: "It looks good."

It is a story of a horse boy who hangs around casinos in the mainland and Macau.

"The genre films about gambling in the 90s have achieved the ultimate."

"So this is not a commercial genre film."

Ke Yu smiled, "Indeed."

It is not so much a commercial film as it is a plot, crime, and humanities film.The main line of the plot is clear but the plot is abundant, and the emotional curve is clear and full. The casino scene can feel the breathless rhythm just by words. If it is actually edited, it will not be less refreshing than commercial films.

The script is the foundation, and now that the foundation has been solidified, no matter how the other parts are pulled down, they will not be crooked—not to mention the photography, editing and soundtrack, where is Phytophthora's aesthetic shortcoming?The only uncertainty in this project... is the choice of the leading actor.

Subconsciously pinching the corner of the page with her fingertips, Ke Yu's tone revealed uncertainty: "Do you really want me to act?"

"When writing the second half of the paragraph, the picture that emerges in front of my eyes is you."

Ke Yu said dumbly: "...Speak well, don't be a hooligan."

Shang Lu has lived for 24 years and has been a gentleman for 24 years. It was the first time he was called a hooligan, but he did not refute it. Instead, he explained gently and seriously: "When I met you in this script, it happened to be in the last third of the writing, when I wrote it again , I always think of you unconsciously. You see, it is you who are so domineering."

"This character has nothing in common with me." Ke Yu hesitated.Casting and casting, sometimes the most important thing is not the flow of acting skills and popular popularity, but the degree of closeness.If Ma Zai, such a big guy who made a fool of himself, was going for a normal casting audition, the casting director would probably say that he lacks the cunning and quick-wittedness of the quack.He has worked in the mainland film and television industry for seven years, and has participated in projects of various levels. Under his influence, he knows which projects are good, which projects have prospects, risks, and risks.If there is no capital acting as a demon in this movie of Shanglu, it can win three box office word-of-mouth awards.

"I suggest you find a professional cast team to open the cast, if there is a more suitable candidate—"

The script made the sound of turning pages, Shang Lu frowned intently, and quickly located a certain paragraph: "Watch this dance."

Ke Yu pondered again carefully, "Why?"

"This character must have outstanding looks and temperament." Shanglu said clearly, "If I hadn't known you beforehand, the play would not have been arranged like this, and all the dialogue, camera, light and shadow design would have been different. I know that this character has a deep layer, and the progressive changes are multi-layered but implicit and difficult, but it is a good opportunity to broaden your play path."

Ke Yu naturally covered his lips with the palm of his chin, only showing a pair of smiling eyes: "Why did you do all my manager's work?"

"Now that you say it this way, I really want to find time to meet your agent." Shang Lu paused, then said calmly, "I heard that your company thinks highly of you and wants to hire you to make a film, yes Don't you want to meet your boss too?"

He watched Ke Yu's reaction, but Ke Yu just closed his eyes slightly, and gave a soft "hmm", "Probably."

Having been with Shanglu for a long time, he almost forgot the existence of Tang Ye, his wet whip, the disgusting crystal lamp, the dark red carpet and the shivering cold air in the suite on the 38th floor of the hotel .The night view of Ning City is so beautiful, the human voice of the busy traffic is not as romantic as the high-rise buildings, in the silence, only the clear and constant sound of whipping and panting.The office building opposite the hotel has 59 floors. The office on the second floor of No.30 always works late. In the sea of ​​lights, there are eleven blue buildings, eight golden buildings, and IFC IFC with the same star.When Tang Ye had the strongest desire to conquer him, he looked at him indifferently with lowered eyes every night, almost turning his back.

The soft knock on the door brought Ke Yu back to his sanity.

Uncle Ming was holding the tray, and the strong aroma of cinnamon and oranges wafted into the air.

"Master, the guest bedroom has been tidied up, it's late at night, it's time to rest." Turning to Ke Yu again: "This is cinnamon mulled wine, I don't know if you are used to drinking it."

Instead of an ordinary goblet, I used a crystal cup with a curved handle, which is just right for holding warmly in my hand.An apple rests on the bottom of the glass, and a tiny cinnamon roll sits on top of a sliced ​​orange slice.Ke Yu picked up the glass, and the scents of red wine, cinnamon, orange, clove and apple mixed into a pleasant fragrance. He smiled and said, "I rarely drink it, it seems that I only drank it at a friend's house at Christmas one year."

Uncle Ming put away the tray, looked at him gently and lovingly and smiled: "This is for calming the nerves and helping you sleep. It's the first time you stay overnight, I'm afraid you are a bed-respect just like our young master."

Ke Yu put two fingers through the ears, holding the hot wine glass leisurely, and glanced at Shanglu when he heard the words: "Your young master is the princess and the pea, but I am not."

"Wan," Shang Lu was stunned for a moment, his face darkened, "...nonsense."

Uncle Ming and Ke Yu looked at each other, laughed tacitly, and asked, "Then do you like buckwheat pillows, goose down pillows, or latex pillows in the guest room?"

"A goose down pillow will do."

"Okay, then I will arrange it. If you are not used to sleeping, there is a service bell on the right side of your bed, and someone will be there at any time."

As soon as Uncle Ming left, Ke Yu raised his cheeks, called Shang Lu "Master Pea", and raised his glass: "Thank you for taking me in tonight, cheers."

The heat extracted the fruity aroma and taste of the red wine more intensely. He first took a small sip, then paused, his eyes and facial features unconsciously became happy.When he raised his eyes, he realized that Shang Lu was staring at him with a half-smile, as if he had seen something very interesting.Then he cleared his throat, adjusted his sitting posture and returned to a dignified posture: "What are you looking at?"

Both the table wine and the after-dinner wine in the evening were carefully selected, but Ke Yu didn't drink much. Compared with the two, he drank slightly more of the after-dinner liqueur that was specifically told to be sweeter.Uncle Ming's eyes are meticulous, and he will naturally not escape the details that Shanglu can find, so he came to ask for instructions before going to bed, whether the guests would prefer to make slightly sweet mulled wine before going to bed.

"Mr. Ke, you don't seem to like drinking."

Ke Yu answered simply, "I don't like it."

"How about this?"

"It's delicious." It's not at the same level as what Ying Yin cooked that year... No, this comparison feels like an insult to this glass of wine.

Shang Lu pushed the cup in front of him: "I'll give you this cup too." Then he remembered something, "Forget it, do you still have a magazine to shoot tomorrow?"

Ke Yu raised his neck and drank half a glass in one go under Shang Lu's shocked gaze, "No, there will be no work tomorrow."

"How come?" Shang Lu frowned, "I remember..."

"The itinerary you bought is not new enough, the magazine has been cancelled, and someone has been replaced." Ke Yu said calmly.Mai Anyan was so anxious to call him when he received a temporary notice after dinner, but he scribbled a wechat to appease him, and set the Do Not Disturb mode again.

It is basically impossible to change people suddenly the day before the shooting, unless there is a major change or force majeure. The word-of-mouth box office of "Mountain" is rising steadily, the lingering temperature of the Buenos Aires Film Festival's awards has not yet dropped, and "Falling" has just wrapped up. At the end of this year, Ke Yu used "the future can be expected" to describe No need for blush at all.Those who handed in the notebook have already lined up to make an appointment after the year, and there are still three new endorsement contracts in hand to negotiate. The evening party activities at the end of the year are crowded together. The brand actively expressed its willingness to cooperate in providing super-season high-definition through the styling studio. At this time, suddenly To be replaced on the cover of a major issue - is completely unbelievable.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Ke Yu turned his face slightly to avoid the gaze, rubbed his fingers on his temples, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about edema, and don't need to get up early. This glass of wine comes at a formal time."

When he raised his neck again, his Adam's apple rolled, and the glass of wine was empty.

"Don't drink in such a hurry."

Ke Yu put down his cup, leaned over to hold his cup again: "You really don't want it? I'll do it for you."

Shang Lu clasped his wrist: "You don't know how to drink, and you get drunk so quickly."

Ke Yu pursed the corners of her lips, and a faint smile disappeared in an instant: "Really."

The wine was hot, his body was hot, his face was hot, his palms were hot, and the heat spread along the nerves, Ke Yu raised his eyes, and the eye sockets and the end of the eyes turned red for no reason: "It seems that he drank a little too quickly. "

Shang Lu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I knew..." I found that Ke Yu had knelt down on the sofa at some point and moved a step in front of him.

The shirt tucked into the suit pants made a rustling sound, his thin and flexible waist stretched like a cat, but his shoulders and neck were raised upwards.

Suddenly forgetting a sentence, Shang Lu swallowed and looked at him nervously.The body is hiding back, and the long legs are bent, as if trying to block him.

But it was too late.

Ke Yu propped his hands apart on his legs, and raised his palm-sized face close to his eyes, almost touching the tips of his noses.He spoke, with a soft voice and the scent of red wine and sweet orange: "What did you know?"

"I knew earlier..."

Ke Yu urged lightly: "Say it."

The top orange cowhide was crumpled, Shang Lu clasped his fingers tightly on the sofa, and said calmly: "Mr. Ke, you are drunk."

Ke Yu said seriously, "I'm not drunk."

The pupils are clear, but the blush at the end of the eyes is not convincing.

Shanglu's voice sank: "Everyone who is drunk likes to say that he is not drunk."

Ke Yu lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on Shang Lu's lips that opened and closed as he spoke: "Well, I'm drunk." Being so close, even his voice seemed redundant, he asked softly, "Did Uncle Ming put some ecstasy in the wine?"

Shang Lu looked into his eyes, close at hand, and fell into it so straightforwardly, but couldn't understand whether Ke Yu was really drunk or not.It was because he was so distracted that he had no time to tell the truth from the fake, and only saw the thick black emotions surging in those clear eyes.Like a cloud, a cloud under a storm, a cloud that is deeply depressed but still endless.

"Ke Yu." Shang Lu called him, "You should—"

Lips are sealed.

His eyes widened in an instant, and in the pupils that were so shocked to the point of emptiness, all his sanity faithfully flowed away, and there was only one thought tossed and turned in his mind... His lips were so soft.

Soft, warm and delicate lips, with the sweetness of orange and the sourness of red wine.

Ke Yu sucked him, panting slightly when they parted, and after a moment of silence, he asked knowingly, "What should I do?"

Shanglu wanted to say that it's time for you to sleep, but his lips parted, Ke Yu stared at him, and bit his lower lip again.Bolder than before, the soft and hot tip of the tongue swept across the gap between the teeth and slid in.

Boom.Boom.Boom.

The heartbeat was fast and heavy, almost jumping out of the chest, almost hitting the ears, making his whole head buzzing with heat and swelling, which made him even more stupidly press the pokemon on the ground Below him, his hands tightly grasped the front of his chest.

The palate was scratched and itched to the depths of his body and soul. Shanglu finally closed his eyes and resignedly accepted the almost unbearable suffocation in his heart.

He turned against the guest and hugged Ke Yu.

Very thin, but heavy.

It was the figure and weight of an adult male, wrapped softly by the shirt, trembling in the air-conditioning, tight and tight.

Shanglu hugged him tightly, clasped the back of his head with his big hands, and his black hair was messy under his palms.The kissing skills praised by the co-actress were useless, Ke Yu was kissed so much that he almost forgot to breathe, and deep in his sober brain, he only remembered the sweetness of the intertwined lips and tongue.The base of the tongue was numb from the sucking, but a longing rose from the pain, and it was faithfully reflected in the physical signs.

When he opened his eyes again, the world turned around, and he didn't know when he was pressed down on his back on the sofa. In his scorching sight, there was only the beautiful and expensive crystal chandelier on the ceiling of the merchant, and the even more expensive and handsome—— —The face of the merchant's second son.

"Ke Yu," Shang Lu stroked his forehead hair, looked into the depths of his eyes, "tell me, you are awake."

The voice was kissed hoarse.

Ke Yu stared at him for a longer time than usual, and then hooked his lips shallowly, "If you want to have sex after drinking, you shouldn't have asked so clearly."

Shang Lu seriously corrected: "I'm not drunk, it's not that I'm having sex after drinking."

Ke Yu frowned, then relaxed, "Well, if you think this kind of statement will make you feel better, it's up to you."

His eyes froze, and even his body was no longer soft and close. Shang Lu asked, "What do you mean?"

"I'm drunk," my eyes blurred, and then I woke up again, sighed amusedly and said helplessly, "Don't ask me such a complicated question." Grabbing his neckline, he raised his face as if to kiss him, the corners of his lips were on the Stop the distance you have not touched.There was a nice smell on his skin, a refreshing, handsome, wild hormonal smell.

Shang Lu turned his face away, "I understand." He grabbed his waist and picked him up in the air.

His head, which was not drunk for a thousand cups, became dizzy uncontrollably, and his heart also mentioned, "What do you understand?"

Shang Lu carried him out of the study step by step, bypassing the quiet and deserted Shang Mingbao's bedroom, and carried him into the guest bedroom suite.Uncle Ming left a soft and warm night light for him, outlining Shang Lu's silent side face handsomely and coldly.

Ke Yu followed suit, and loosened his grip on his neckline.Is the bed that the businessman sleeps on also his favorite mattress?When he put him down, he secretly sighed in his heart... It turns out that this is the feeling Shang Lu likes.He can even love the mattress so much.

Shanglu stroked his forehead hair and knelt on the edge of the bed: "I don't want you to wake up tomorrow and tell me that you were drunk yesterday, you don't remember anything, and you don't know anything."

His heart trembled uncontrollably, Ke Yu's lips moved, and he wanted to speak, but Shang Lu gently covered him: "Ke Yu, I don't want to hear the word drunken sex again, I won't do anything to you Do. If you're really drunk, I hope you don't remember anything tomorrow. If you're not drunk," he paused, "don't tease me like this next time, I'll take it seriously."

The light was turned off, and the room was plunged into darkness, only a ray of light penetrated through the crack of the door, shrouding Shanglu's tall figure in reverse.

He went out and closed the door behind him.Ke Yu's eyes were always open, and he turned over lightly, the corners of his lips pursed, gradually, like a self-deprecating arc.

·

"Is there anything happy to share recently, Mr. Ke?"

"no."

"Although your statement is still negative as always, the hypnosis is positive and warm."

"yes?"

"Yes, so I need to adjust your treatment plan. To be cautious, citalopram hydrobromide tablets will be stopped first-don't worry, listen to me-I know you are going to Lijiang to film, the last dose should be There are still leftovers. Teacher Ke, since you feel happy subconsciously, don’t suppress it.”

Feeling happy subconsciously...is there anything to be happy about?He just...meet Phytophthora again at the dinner party last night.

"If there is something that makes you feel warm, likable, and can draw happiness, strength, and determination, go for it."

"understood."

"knew?"

"I do not deserve."