Cool beauty is a scheming fishing system

When Feng Ling sat in Shen Huai's nanny car, he watched Shen Huai put his feet on his lap

——I don’t know why it happened like this.

Rational analysis, he painted Shen Huai's nail polish before Shen Huai did it himself.

Shen Huai should also be aware of this problem, he said: "The filming of that scene is about to start."

Feng Ling knew which scene Shen Huai was talking about.

The directors originally planned to put the ice-breaking intimacy scene on the first day, but because the two of them were not ready, they put it back into the originally planned shooting schedule.

Even in the original plan, the filming of this scene will start soon, and the director showed them the detailed storyboard script.

Shen Huai: "This time it's real, we have to start preparing."

His big toe nodded, "Take it as a familiar body. The feet are also the key parts marked."

Feng Ling has lived for 24 years. He has done many things and learned many skills. He can fly a plane and dive into the sea, but he can't put on nail polish.

It never occurred to him that one day he would paint a man's nails.

Feng Ling sighed in his heart, "You teach me."

Shen Huai placed three bottles of nail polish on the small table, "First apply a thin layer of this transparent nail polish. If you apply it thinly, the oil on the small brush will be less and brush evenly on the nails."

Feng Ling is a very good student.

He brushed the excess oil with a small brush dipped in nail polish on both sides of the bottle, leaving a nail polish that would not thicken when brushed off.

But when he held Shen Huai's feet, he was not so comfortable.

Shen Huai's feet are a bit cold, with a cold white complexion, thin ankle bones, the instep is as skinny as you can see when you hold it in your hand, but the sole of the foot is abnormally soft.

The soles of the feet are the hottest places on his feet, and the tentacles are so soft that it makes people suspect that he has never walked there, and it has never been used.

When the foot was just held, the foot trembled uncomfortably, the instep was straightened, the toes were slightly curled up, and together with the ankle and calf, a tight and beautiful line was drawn.

Feng Ling looked at the feet in his hand in a daze for a few seconds, controlled the urge to caress them, and tried to breathe more lightly.

"It's the first time someone holds it, and it's a little uncomfortable. Please bear with me." Shen Huai whispered, trying to adapt to Feng Ling's temperature.

Feng Ling failed to breathe lightly, and his jaw was tense.

The two sat on both sides of the L-shaped sofa, Shen Huai's feet stood upright on his lap, and the angle was not suitable for applying nail polish.

Feng Ling held his foot with one hand and held his big toe down with his thumb. Shen Huai's toe was also long and was slowly bent by his thumb. His white and pink nails lay flat under his hand.

After lowering his head on his toes, Feng Ling carefully painted him with armor oil.

The first one was very successful, with a thin and uniform layer, with a slight shimmer in the transparency, and the toes have a crystal clear feeling.

After the first one was over, the remaining ones went more smoothly.

The nanny's car was very quiet. For some reason, I couldn't even hear the sound of breathing clearly.

Shen Huai relaxed his whole body, lifted his long eyelashes, and quietly watched Feng Ling paint his nails.

Feng Ling's complexion is a bit darker than Shen Huai's, and his hands are the same as Shen Huai's feet. His slender and strong fingers hold his feet, and the knuckles of his fingers are raised on the back of his feet. He can clearly see through the raised skin. See the shape of joint bones.

Hands are steady and hot.

Shen Huai's eyes moved from his feet to Feng Ling's face.

Feng Ling was sitting in front of the car window with the backlight, his side face half-bathed in the light.

Because the head is drooping, the tails of the eyebrows seem to be raised at a higher angle than normal, and they appear more open, and the lower jaw is more sharp because of the tense line. It can be seen that the corners of the mouth are not naturally closed, but are consciously pursed.

The eyes do not blink, and the Adam's apple occasionally rolls.

The face is public, and the expression is serious and careful.

Shen Huai blinked, and suddenly wanted to get closer to his face, so close that he could fold the same beam of sunlight into half-bright and half-dark shadows.

I want to smell the sunshine on him.

"Can I take a photo?" Shen Huai asked.

"Why are you taking pictures?"

"I don't know, I really want to record this moment."

"...you shoot."

Shen Huai took out his mobile phone and adjusted the angle to record this scene.

"Do you think I went too far just now, or was it too possessive?" Shen Huai stared at him and asked.

Feng Ling thought for a few seconds before realizing that he was talking about the makeup artist and Yu Yichen, asking if he was too possessive to let the makeup artist do makeup for him alone.

Feng Ling remained silent for a few seconds, and asked, "Is it because you don't feel safe?"

Shen Huai froze for a moment, then smiled, "No, I'm just possessive, like makeup artists, assistants, and boyfriends in the future."

"He can only look at me, only touch me."

As he spoke, his feet moved.

Feng Ling: "..."

When Shen Huai read the script and said, "Straight men sell corruption and go to hell", Feng Ling suspected that he was not a straight man, but he didn't expect Shen Huai to say it so naturally and directly in front of him.

His heart skipped a beat. He couldn't tell what it was like, but it wasn't that he was unhappy.

Then he tasted Shen Huai's words, Meifeng raised his eyebrows aggressively, and said with unclear emotion: "Your boyfriend can only watch you and touch you, but you just touch others casually, right?"

"I'm an actor." Shen Huai said solemnly: "This is my profession, and it's not casual to sacrifice and dedicate to my profession."

"..." Feng Ling took out the hair dryer and whined to dry the armor polish on his toes, his voice was suppressed inside, making it hard to hear his emotions, "Mr. Shen, you are really dedicated."

Shen Huai hooked his lips, opened up the light pink nail polish and put it on the small table.

Feng Ling continued to paint his nail polish. The light pink color is very natural, not like the color of nail polish. It seems that the natural powder in his toenails is more clearly printed and dyed, which naturally adds a bit of beauty to his feet. .

Originally, there was still a layer of color protection, but Shen Huai didn't really need it for this scene, and he didn't have much time, so he only needed Feng Ling to apply two layers.

When the nail polish was dry and the two came out of the nanny's car calmly, it was almost time to start filming.

Shen Huai looked towards the center of the set. The staff was arranging Yu Yichen's clothes. Yu Yichen, who had just experienced embarrassment, looked calm.

This scene was filmed by him and Yu Yichen.

Shen Huai looked at him calmly.

In his previous life, he was coveted by others. In his next life, he walked out of the disgust of being coveted by others, but he hated others coveting his things and people even more.

His assistant, his makeup artist, cannot be coveted.

He even wanted to change his manager, because his manager was the gold medal manager of Jingpo Entertainment, and he brought several stars with him, and there were more artists who wanted to sign under him.

Pure love is fine, but not usable.

Shen Huai looked at him for a while, then walked over.

In this scene, Shen Huai's Zhu Yexi and Feng Ling's Cheng Huaixiao broke up and drank alone in the room, while Yu Yichen's Song Chilai confessed his love to Zhu Yexi in women's clothing.

Shen Huai is wearing the fifth set of women's costumes, which is different from the spotless light color in front. In order to match this scene, there is a layer of crimson brocade in the clothes, which is not as light and soft as usual, but has stiff muscles and bones.

When drinking, the wide sleeves hang down, making the wrists even more slender.

The scene of Yu Yichen's confession was quite satisfactory.

When he confessed, the main camera was on him, and when he finished confessing, the camera was on Shen Huai.

After hearing his confession, Zhu Yexi smiled breathlessly.

In the eyes of the monitor and Yu Yichen, he changed a little bit in this smile, obviously he still has the same face, he feels like a completely changed person.

This change hides the subtleties of expression, but it is so big that it can cross gender.

He bent down from laughing, put his hands on his knees and tilted his head to look at him with a smile, then turned around and laughed loudly, his shoulders trembling as he laughed with his back.

He was laughing a second ago, but when he turned around, he swung his long sleeves and kicked Song Chi to the ground.

There was no smile on his face, he stepped on Song Chi's chest with his bare feet, and crushed the pale man on the ground.

The cold eyes didn't even bother to show sarcasm, and the pale and sickly face was dark and cold, and the peerless face went from bright to another extreme.

Like a sword tempered with poisonous Gu, it pierces straight into the heart.

The voice was hoarse and heavy after drinking, and he said slowly: "Like me? Do you deserve it?"

The force on the feet was so heavy that one couldn't breathe, but the body was slightly shaken by the wine, the arms covered in the wide sleeves were fluttering, and the beautiful fingers holding the wine bottle seemed unable to bear the weight of the wine bottle. The loose, black porcelain wine bottle fell straight down.

It shattered on the ground next to Song Chi's ear, and the sharp pieces of porcelain, which were black on the outside and white on the inside, exploded beside the ear, leaving a trace of red on the cheeks from the finely broken pieces of porcelain.

"Clap!"

The place was eerily quiet.

Yu Yichen lay on the ground looking at Shen Huai, in a state of shock, he could only clearly hear his heart beating heavily, and then the heartbeat was heavy and fast, completely out of rhythm.

Feng Ling raised his eyebrows and looked at his feet, which had been painted with nail polish, stepping on another man's heart. Under the white skin, purple capillaries and blue veins were messily intertwined, sinking deep into the thick black fabric.

He licked his upper teeth with the tip of his tongue, his heart was beating fast but his chest was tight, so his eyes were deep and heavy.

The director was tens of seconds late before calling to stop.

Shen Huai withdrew his foot, the weight on Yu Yichen's heart suddenly lightened, and the moment the air was inhaled smoothly, he began to cough.

He coughed and tilted his head, lying on the ground, his eyes just met Shen Huai's feet that stepped on the ground when he left, revealing and disappearing in the layers of red hem of red clothes, so white that it reflects light, cold light.

Yu Yichen really wanted to see his face.

But he could only see his back, and the ink-splashed long hair hung down a large area behind him, even covering his side face.

The assistant rushed over to help him up, Yu Yichen stood there in a daze for a few seconds before walking to the director's side.

Shen Huai was watching the replay on the monitor here, and the director was so excited that his legs kept shaking, "Mr. Shen, the action you added is great."

In the script, only the scene where Shen Huai kicked Yu Yichen and stepped on his chest, the scene where his body swayed slightly and the wine bottle fell and shattered by Yu Yichen's ear was added by Shen Huai on the spot.

The director looked back over and over again, listening to the "crack" sound, and seeing the scene of the wine bottle shattering in his ears, the more he watched, the more satisfied he became.

With the addition of this scene, the tension of the scene has been pushed to a higher level.

"I have to say sorry for not saying hello in advance, especially to Yu Yichen." Shen Huai said, "Are you okay?"

Hearing his name, Yu Yichen, who had been absent-minded all this time, raised his head like a robot receiving a signal.

He saw Shen Huai's face as he wished, with a calm expression, he had long since returned to his usual calm and self-sufficient appearance, and was not affected by the scene just now.

Yu Yichen opened his mouth, his voice hoarse, "It's okay, Teacher Shen."

He squeezed his ears, swallowed, but couldn't feel the taste, and repeated again, "It's okay, Shen Huai."

The author has something to say:

Feng Ling: At this moment, I have encountered difficulties in my future love life (Wai laughs)