The summer sun is just right

Because of his special status, everyone recognized him as the young master of a wealthy family, no one dared to rule him unspokenly.

And he doesn't fight or grab, let alone use or take advantage of the rules.Although he has not been ruled by unspoken rules, he knows and understands all those things in the circle.

"No reason." God C simply replied directly.

If you don’t say why, then why not, anyway, even if it’s for something, it’s impossible for me to provide the feedback you want.Sheng Xia turned off her phone and buried her head in the pillow.

Ling Xiao tapped on the phone several times, but the screen went black and was poked back on again. After repeated several times, after confirming that no new news would come in, he put the phone next to the computer.

He returned to the habit of sitting at the dining table and working before Shengxia moved in.Ling Xiao was always restless at work, and couldn't help but look at the tree downstairs, although he knew that no one would come under that tree anymore.

Today is Director Wang's birthday.So the crew formed a group, and everyone went out to have dinner together.

"During this time, everyone has been working day and night in order to catch up with the schedule. Everyone has worked very hard. Today is Director Wang's birthday, and Director Wang is the host. Please go out and relax."

"Great."

"Happy birthday, Director Wang!"

It was already past two o'clock at night when Sheng Xia stood unsteadily at the door of Ling Xiao's house.

He took out the key that he was reluctant to give back to Ling Xiao before, and aligned it with the keyhole, over and over again, but it couldn't be right.

"Break the door! Follow the master? He doesn't welcome me, and you don't welcome me either!" He kicked the door angrily.

Ling Xiao's sleep was light, and after Sheng Xia left, Ling Xiao never slept a full night.

Just when he was a little drowsy, there seemed to be the sound of the door opening in his ears.

But Ling Xiao hadn't woken up yet, nor had he realized that it was the door of his own house.The next kick completely woke Ling Xiao up.

Ling Xiao couldn't imagine that someone would come to him at this time. He wondered if someone was drunk and went to the wrong door, and he might leave after making a fuss for a while, and didn't intend to open the door.

But this person seems to have never given up on opening the door of his house, and the thief would not be so stupid to open the door and make such a big noise, but still be unable to open it.

For a drunkard, it's not good if he freezes to death in front of his own house in such a cold day.Ling Xiao had no choice but to get up and get out of bed, and opened the door.

The cold wind outside invaded along the open door, and Ling Xiao couldn't help shivering in his thin pajamas.

When he saw clearly that the person was Sheng Xia, he pulled Sheng Xia in and brought him into the room.

It's such a cold day, it's freezing, do you still want to have a fever like last time?Ling Xiao couldn't help being angry.

But then, Ling Xiao smelled the alcohol in Sheng Xia's body, "Have you been drinking?"

Sheng Xia hiccupped, didn't even look at Ling Xiao, and pushed Ling Xiao away, Ling Xiao was staggered by Sheng Xia's push.

While walking towards the bedroom, Sheng Xia muttered: "I want to sleep."

Sheng Xia crawled into Ling Xiao's warm bed, and really went to sleep with his eyes closed when he was satisfied.

Ling Xiao helped Shengxia take off her socks and shoes.Seeing Sheng Xia wearing a thick coat, afraid that he would not sleep well, Ling Xiao tiptoedly picked up Sheng Xia and helped him pull down the sleeves.

When they were close at hand and face to face, Sheng Xia suddenly opened his eyes, and Ling Xiao gasped in fright.

Then he saw Sheng Xia grinning foolishly, and his eyes were not very focused, "I can't go to your home, but you can come wherever you want in my dream."

Midsummer drank too much.

"I miss you so much." After finishing speaking, he put his arms around Ling Xiao's neck and rubbed against his neck.

Midsummer's breath sprayed on the side of Ling Xiao's neck, and Ling Xiao pressed the bed sheet with both hands.

After hugging like this for a while, Sheng Xia raised his head and grinned foolishly at Ling Xiao again.

"It's so real. Although I have never hugged you like this in reality, I don't know what it feels like to really hug you like this. But the feeling now is also very good."

Ling Xiao felt that his myocarditis was about to attack again.

Then, Sheng Xia reached out and touched Ling Xiao's lips, and Ling Xiao's eyes became darker.

"You said, the feeling of kissing in a dream is really unreal?"

28. Charming spring dream

Ling Xiao pulled down the hand covering his lips, his eyes were full of warning.This warning is harsh, more like a psychological hint to oneself, not to scare off the enemy.

But Sheng Xia drank too much, not only didn't understand the meaning, but also put his hands around Ling Xiao's neck, his eyes were blurred, his lips were like birds, and he gently pecked Ling Xiao's lips.

Ling Xiao's eyes were dark, and his breathing became heavier.

"Soft." Sheng Xia curled his mouth.

Just when Sheng Xia was about to peck up again, Ling Xiao grabbed Sheng Xia's head and pressed Sheng Xia to himself.

Ling Xiao licked Sheng Xia's lips with his lips, and the tip of his tongue pried open Sheng Xia's teeth, plundering Sheng Xia's mouth and tongue forcefully and domineeringly.

Sheng Xia couldn't breathe anymore, I don't know if it was the effect of alcohol, Sheng Xia felt his body was floating up, floating in the air, but his lips had a real touch, he was pulled back again, making him feel like he was head down and his feet were facing Vertigo feeling upside down.

Ling Xiao let go of Sheng Xia a little bit, letting Sheng Xia take a breath.

"Brother." Sheng Xia called Ling Xiao with a mixed nasal voice.

The protective wall in Ling Xiao's mind, which had been repaired for many years, collapsed with this "brother".

On the summer afternoon when he first kissed at the age of 17, Sheng Xia also let out a "brother" from his gasp.

Waking up with a hangover the next day, Sheng Xia's headache was unbearable.Sheng Xia seldom drinks alcohol, and has never been drunk on social occasions. This is the first time he is sober after a hangover.

Sheng Xia rubbed his head, his throat was sore and hoarse, and only after returning to his consciousness did he suddenly realize something was wrong.

This is Ling Xiao's house, how could he be in Ling Xiao's house?

yesterday……

Sheng Xia tried hard to recall: Director Wang celebrated his birthday yesterday, the crew had a dinner together, drank wine by himself, and then, then what?Why can't I remember.Terrible!

"Ah..." Sheng Xia's voice startled him too.My God, is this the hangover's fault?

It must be because I drank too much, and came to Ling Xiao's house to drink and went crazy.

Thinking of this, Sheng Xia wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.People drive you away with the front foot, and you use the strength of alcohol to enter the room with the back foot.

Sheng Xia hurriedly turned over and was about to get out of bed, only to find that she was sleeping naked on Ling Xiao's bed, and her underwear was still stained with white liquid and thrown on the ground.

Oh my god, I really had a dream last night.

The underwear is dirty and can't be worn anymore, and Sheng Xia doesn't care so much anymore, so he puts on his pants, puts on his clothes, wants to push the door and escape quickly, but is afraid of bumping into Ling Xiao in the living room.

He broke into other people's house by himself, occupied the other's bed, and still had sexual dreams and masturbation on the other's bed.Midsummer wanted to die already.

Sheng Xia was so embarrassed that she couldn't bear it, and wanted to sneak away while Ling Xiao was not at home.

Anyway, Ling Xiao never took the initiative to contact him, and even disdain to ask about his own affairs, so he just pretended that nothing happened.

Yes, that's it.

Sheng Xia gently pushed open the bedroom door, poked out half of his head, and listened carefully to the movement at home.

After listening to it for a while, I found that there was no sound at all, and there was no one in sight.

Great, Ling Xiao is not at home.

Sheng Xia hurriedly walked out of the door in three steps and made two steps, went straight to the door, and fled Ling Xiao's house as if pushing the door to escape.

In fact, Ling Xiao didn't go far, he was sitting in the car downstairs.He watched Sheng Xia stop a taxi, get in and leave, and buried his face deeply in his palm after getting in the car.

Everyone played crazy the night before, and it was very late, so the work didn't start until the afternoon the next day.When Sheng Xia rushed back to the crew, the crew was still building the scene for the afternoon filming.

When putting on the makeup, the makeup artist looked at Ling Xiao and asked slightly puzzled: "Sheng Xia, why do your lips seem a little swollen?"

"Ah? Is there? Does it affect the shooting?" Sheng Xia's face burned suddenly when he thought of the beautiful night dream last night.

But it's a dream, why is it a little swollen?Did he still gnaw on himself?Thinking of this, his face burned even more.

"No, no, it's very slight, and you won't notice it if you don't pay attention."

"Oh." Sheng Xia was extremely embarrassed, as if someone had bumped into the licentiousness in the dream, so she had to lower her eyelids to cover up her embarrassment.

After filming the scene one day, Sheng Xia returned to her room in the hotel.Finally took a good hot bath, much more refreshing.While lying on the bed, the dream from last night came back to my mind.

The recent filming has been relatively smooth, and the director seems to have lost his temper.Occasionally, when the shooting state is not right, you can also change it one by one and grind it slowly.The director also likes this state of slow work and meticulous work.

I heard from Chen Jiyuan before that God C's only standard for movies is to strive for perfection, and he has no requirements for shooting time, production budget, or release schedule.

This kind of investor who fully supports the director's creation should be unique in the circle.

No wonder Director Wang's state is different from before after restarting the filming. He cares more about the display of his personal style and the presentation of his works.

After all, it is a rare luxury to be able to let go of the burden of money and only focus on and pursue artistic expression.

When Sheng Xia was in the crew, he often heard everyone gossip about the author of the original work who had never shown up before.

God C is very low-key, and the information available for discussion is very limited, most of which are hearsay.

Some suspect that God C is the second generation of a wealthy family, and writing books is simply a side job.There are also people who are estimating God C's income, calculating how much God C earns to be able to spend such a large amount of money.

In the end, everyone didn't know why God C had to pay such a high price to get back the copyright, but also asked the original team to do it by himself