Cool beauty is a scheming fishing system

When Feng Ling entered, Shen Huai was looking at the wound on his tongue in the mirror.

He froze directly in front of the car door, unable to take a step forward for several seconds.

I don't know how long it took to lift his foot. This step was probably the most difficult step in his life.

After Shen Huai noticed him, he raised his eyes to look at him, with a dull expression and no emotion, "Is this the price I need to pay for catching you?"

Feng Ling bit the bullet and walked in front of him, "Sorry, Mr. Shen, I, I was impulsive."

"No need to apologize." Shen Huai retracted his gaze and said, "I took the initiative to catch you. Maybe my method is wrong, and you are not responsible."

Feng Ling: "..."

Feng Ling felt even more guilty, he really didn't know what to do.

If Shen Huai scolded him and made various demands on him, he would feel better. Shen Huai easily forgave him and said it was okay, but he was even more at a loss.

Shen Huai said: "Let's just treat it as an audition, it's not like I haven't been in a play before."

Hearing what he said, Feng Ling immediately frowned, "That's different!"

Shen Huai looked at him meaningfully, "Why is it different, so what?"

Feng Ling couldn't speak, but he insisted that this is a completely different matter, the drama is the drama, the reality is the reality, it is different.

Shen Huai rolled his tongue and pressed it against the palate, numb the pain.

He didn't know what it meant to talk about gossip in the circle with Feng Ling, "A lot of actors get together because of the drama, and there are some actors who are temporary couples when they are on the set. "

Feng Ling frowned even deeper, and a serious chill appeared on his face, "Shen Huai, what are you talking about?"

The chill on his face was getting heavier and heavier, and the heaving chest showed how angry he was, and he endured it hard, so he didn't yell at him like last time.

His sharp eyes fell on Shen Huai's face, waiting for an explanation from him.

Shen Huai looked at him inexplicably and indifferently, "Isn't what I said the truth?"

Feng Linghan turned around and got out of the car with a sullen face.

Shen Huai looked at the mirror calmly, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, a little joy appeared in his eyes, the joy gradually expanded, and a smile appeared on his face.

He glanced at the car door again, counting silently in his heart, but before he counted to 100, Feng Ling's face turned cold again.

With piercing air in his body, he took the spray from Shen Huai's hand expressionlessly, and said to him, "Open your mouth."

He stood in front of Shen Huai. Shen Huai sat on the sofa and opened his mouth. He could clearly see what was in his mouth.

There were two bitten places on his tongue, which were slightly swollen and red because of the injury. I don't know if it was pain or other reasons. When Feng Ling was about to spray him with wound medicine, he trembled slightly.

Feng Ling's movements froze, and the hand on Shen Huai's chin became much stronger.

Shen Huai frowned, and pushed his hand, "Take it easy, don't make it red."

Feng Ling looked down, and sure enough, there was an obvious red handprint on his chin.

"..." he said with a headache, "what on earth do you do?"

He didn't use much energy at all.

Shen Huai ignored him, there was no need for him to be cold-hearted to him, he still spoke softly to him.

Feng Ling was silent for a while, gently placed his hand on his chin to adjust the angle, straightened the corners of his mouth and sprayed him with medicine.

The cold medicine was sprayed on the wound, which felt cold, tingling and numb, and the trembling of the tongue became more obvious, and the conditioned reflex wanted to close his mouth and lick it.

Feng Ling held his chin tightly, not letting him shut up, "Don't swallow, let the medicine stay on the wound for a while, so that it can seep into the wound."

This is too uncomfortable.

Shen Huai frowned, the coolness faded, the tingling feeling became heavier, and he couldn't close his mouth, and the tip of his tongue became more and more moist uncontrollably.

He raised his head uncomfortably, trying to break free from Feng Ling's hand, and signaled Feng Ling to let go with his eyes.

Feng Ling's jaw was clenched, he turned his head and didn't look at Shen Huai's face, especially Shen Huai's mouth.

Shen Huai saw his Adam's apple rolled quickly, the hand on the chin did not loosen at all, and it became a little hot, and the red handprint on the chin was followed by heat.

Shen Huai was inexplicably impatient, he stretched out his foot and kicked Feng Ling's calf.

Feng Ling immediately stepped back a little, and obviously took a deep breath, but he still didn't let go.

It lasted for a minute and a half before Feng Ling let go, "I'm sorry."

Shen Huai immediately closed his sore lips, rolled his tongue, and swallowed.

There was a bitter taste of the spray in the saliva, the isatid root and menthol stinging through the throat and into the stomach, Shen Huai frowned uncomfortably.

Feng Ling asked: "Do you still use medicine on your waist?"

Shen Huai's voice was a little hoarse, "Why did you put ointment on your waist? Was it also bitten?"

Feng Ling: "..."

It should not be broken.

It's just that Shen Huai's incredibly delicate skin has been deeply imprinted in his heart.

Shen Huai was born like this, but he also paid attention to skin management the day after tomorrow.

Feng Ling brought him body lotion twice, and then he wanted to buy a few bottles for him to keep in his room, only to find out that his body lotion was specially made in Switzerland, and it was much more expensive than the most expensive essence in the world. He said that he couldn't buy it even if he wanted to buy it for him.

When he kissed him out of control, he didn't know the severity, for fear of hurting his waist.

"Call me anytime you need it." He still left the medicine behind.

Then, he left.

When A-Tong came up, his face was full of curiosity and doubt, "Why do I feel that Feng Ling is even more strange, his face is stinky."

Shen Huai lifted the curtain of the car and looked out, only to see Feng Ling's back and a quick sideways glance.

He stepped on the dry grass and walked quickly, frowning slightly, as long as his brows were slightly frowned, there was a biting coldness on his face, the coldness that strangers should not get close to.

Shen Huaiyang smiled.

Ah Tong: "He is angry, but you are happy?"

Shen Huai let out a "hmm", "Happy."

"Why are you happy?"

Shen Huai smiled again, and then said to A-Tong with peace of mind: "He really likes me and really wants to be together for a long time, not for the sake of getting me."

The gossip he told Feng Ling in the circle did imply that Feng Ling and the others might be lovers of the crew.

He knows that there are many such things in the industry. The filming of a film usually starts in two or three months, and there are still many intimate scenes in the filming. Some actors tacitly become the crew lovers. Take what you need, and take two episodes after filming, without dragging your feet.

To put it mildly, they are couples in the crew, but to put it harshly, they are just friends with benefits.

In the two years since Shen Huai first started filming, it's not like he hasn't received such hints.

For Feng Ling, there was no loss at all, and it was the best thing. Another person would have agreed excitedly.

And he was angry.

That cold face was like someone owed him a hundred million.

No, maybe one or two billion is not the case.

Shen Huai had this awareness in his previous life. He once undressed in front of Feng Ling, but Feng Ling locked him in another room.

Because at the beginning of his life, he used his appearance and body to seduce Feng Ling. When Feng Ling expressed his love for him, he would inevitably wonder whether Feng Ling was only seduced by his face and body, or to put it more bluntly, Just want to sleep with him.

Shen Huai smiled and closed the curtain.

Ah Tong seemed to understand, but also didn't seem to understand, "Then can you fall in love?"

Shen Huai just laughed and didn't answer him.

A-Tong was dying of anxiety, "Speaking?"

Shen Huai took a sip of water and suppressed the smell of medicine in his mouth, "It's almost there."

In the past two days, Feng Ling didn't take the initiative to come to Shen Huai. After the play, he just read the script or handled things with his mobile phone, still looking angry.

It was longer than Shen Huai expected.

This day the director called two people over and said, "The filming is almost done, and there are still three days left. I want to discuss with you about shooting a surprise episode."

He told Feng Ling about this, but this time he mainly talked to Shen Huai to hear their thoughts.

Generally, there is no such thing as a special episode in a drama. The contract does not require the actors to cooperate in the production of the extra episode. The director sees that the shooting is faster than expected, and there are two days left to spare, so he asks if they are willing.

Especially Shen Huai, Shen Huai is a busy person, every day is precious, the director is not sure if he wants to.

Shen Huai said: "I have no objection, I can also help write a small theater, but I don't know if Feng Ling is willing."

Feng Ling raised his eyes to look at him, and then turned his head to look elsewhere, "Mr. Shen is willing to be so busy. I have no reason to disagree. Let's take more shots."

director:"……"

How does it feel weird.

"Really?" He didn't know who he was asking.

"Really." This time it was Feng Ling who said it first.

The director told him that it was Shen Huai's falling down the ladder that inspired him, and he wanted to shoot some funny and sweet daily life of Zhu Yexi and Cheng Huaixiao as side stories.

Feng Ling didn't know how Shen Huai's team would deal with the unbinding of CP in the future. He was not at ease, fearing that those materials would have a bad influence on Shen Huai, and wanted to film more of this kind of daily life. Even if someone wants to blackmail Shen Huai in the future, It can also be used as a shooting tidbit to respond.

That's it.

Feng Ling said: "I can also help write a small theater."

The director didn't expect them to cooperate so well, and said happily: "Well, well! It's more meaningful if you all participate!"

He couldn't wait to ask the screenwriter to prepare for it.

Shen Huai looked at the expressionless Feng Ling, and asked directly: "There are only two days left, why don't you let me continue what I agreed to last time?"

Feng Ling knew what he was talking about, and he said, "Mr. Shen doesn't need to practice, and he doesn't need to worry that he won't be able to play this kind of role in the future."

"And," he said matter-of-factly, "I can't bear it."

Shen Huai sighed inwardly, according to the plan, he wanted to come a few more times.

But Feng Ling was so determined, he couldn't insist any longer.

He said with emotion: "Time flies so fast, we will leave the crew in a few days and go our separate ways."

Feng Ling moved his mouth, but didn't speak.

The director quickly arranged this matter. The director, chief screenwriter, Shen Huai and Feng Ling wrote the small theater together and took a day to shoot it.

Shen Huai saw that the small theater written by Feng Ling was more like a memoir, writing out all the points of their deep interaction.

In addition to the writing by several other people, after the screenwriter revised and polished it, even the director was a little moved after reading it.

When filming, it seems to be revisiting the past, and the scene reappears.

After a scene was filmed and Shen Huai was still hugged by Feng Ling, he looked at Feng Ling, who happened to be looking at him too.

"Feng Ling."

"Mr. Shen."

The two said at the same time.

Feng Ling shut his mouth and waited for Shen Huai to speak first.

Shen Huai paused, grabbed his sleeve, and said unnaturally: "I have something to tell you, do you have time tonight?"

Feng Ling raised his eyebrows in surprise, "I also have something to tell you, and I want to ask if you have time tomorrow night?"

Shen Huai smiled, "If you're still here tomorrow, then tomorrow."

"I'm here, I'll wait for you to wrap up."

Feng Ling also smiled, and the depression of the past two days disappeared inexplicably.

After filming these two scenes, Feng Ling finished filming one day earlier than Shen Huai.

The director personally gave him a bouquet of flowers, "Feng Ling, congratulations on the finale."

"Thank you Director."

"What are you thankful for? I should thank you. The filming was really good." The director said sincerely, "Don't look at me scolding you often, I am actually quite satisfied."

Feng Ling knew that the director liked him more than when he first joined the group. Although the director didn't show it on the surface when he first joined the group, he probably had a lot of opinions on him.

There is no film and television work, and the capital is forced to send it to the group to play with his favorite Shen Huai.No problem.

The director tentatively asked: "What scenes do you arrange next?"

After the filming of this drama is over, he doesn't dare to expect to cooperate with Shen Huai again, but Feng Ling is possible.

In terms of film and television dramas, Feng Ling was brought out by him. He knew the potential of Feng Ling and wanted to continue to cooperate with Feng Ling.

Feng Lingru told him: "I won't be filming anymore."

Unless Shen Huai needs it.

The director was a little disappointed, but he didn't give up, "Are you going back to be an idol? Let me tell you, no matter what it looks like, idols in the entertainment industry are not as high in status as actors, and they don't earn as much as actors. , Do you see how many little idols want to come to film dramas."

"No, I'm going back to inherit the family business."

director:"……"

He had known for a long time that Feng Ling was not from an ordinary family, and if he could bring money into the group, he must not be short of money.

His disappointment was palpable, and he said with the last ray of hope: "Actually, actors who reach the top, like Mr. Shen, do not necessarily make less money than inheriting the family business. You are also an artist of Jingpo Entertainment, right? The artist is good, and the share is considerable, you might as well try again."

Feng Ling thought for a while, he couldn't hide this matter from behind, so he simply told the director, "I inherited Jingpo Entertainment."

director:"???"

director:"??????"

Isn't Jingpo Entertainment owned by He Shanming?

Feng Ling inheriting He Shanming's Jingpo Entertainment?Why?

He Shanming does have a son. His son's surname is He Ah, and he is at the top of Jingpo.

The director was dumbfounded.

Feng Ling didn't say much to him, and left while he was in a daze.

When the director came back to his senses, he wanted to ask him if he was making excuses to talk nonsense, because he could no longer see anyone.

When Feng Ling finished filming, the crew prepared a simple wrap-up banquet for him in the evening, at the restaurant where Feng Ling invited the crew to dinner on Feng Ling's birthday.

As soon as we entered the restaurant and sat down, someone said, "Isn't this a coincidence, Mr. Shen didn't come to eat on Feng Ling's birthday last time, it's a pity we came, this time we made it up."

Shen Huai smiled, "I heard that this restaurant is delicious."

He didn't say who he heard it from, and he didn't look at anyone, but someone looked at Feng Ling and said loudly: "I didn't tell Teacher Shen, I don't know who told Teacher Shen."

Feng Ling held the menu, touched his nose, and gave a low laugh.

Xin said, it was he who told Teacher Shen.

He deliberately invited everyone to dinner when Shen Huai was not around, so that he could invite Shen Huai alone in private.

Thinking about it now, the little trick at that time was very naive, I don't know if Shen Huai noticed it.

Feng Ling looked up at Shen Huai, and saw that Shen Huai was smiling when he looked down at the menu, and couldn't help but feel moved.

In the lively crowd, he couldn't hear what others were saying clearly, but only saw Shen Huai's long smile that was on the corner of his mouth.

Inexplicably, there was an illusion that he was already in love with Shen Huai.

If Shen Huai felt something, he raised his head and looked at him. The two looked at each other for a few seconds and then retracted their gaze.

When there are many people, especially when there are many men, it is easy to have various excuses to drink when eating, even if you didn't plan to drink at first.

To celebrate Feng Ling's finale, Feng Ling naturally had a few drinks.

The atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic, and gradually some people got drunk. People who were afraid to talk to Shen Huai usually booed and asked Shen Huai: "Mr. Shen, won't you have a drink to celebrate Feng Ling's finale? He is the first male cp that Mr. Shen has collaborated with." !"

Shen Huai looked at A Tong who was concentrating on eating the chicken legs, and when Feng Ling was about to say no, he poured himself a glass of wine.

Under everyone's surprised gaze, he raised his hand and touched the wine glass to Feng Ling's opposite.

The table is a long table commonly used in multi-person gatherings. Feng Ling is sitting opposite Shen Huai. Shen Huai can easily touch Feng Ling's wine glass by stretching his arm without getting up.

His wine glass was a little lower than Feng Ling's, and Feng Ling immediately put his hand on the bottom of the glass and lifted it to a higher position than Feng Ling's wine glass.

Shen Huai was stunned for a moment, he pursed his lower lip, raised his head and said to Feng Ling, "Congratulations on the finale, the future is bright."

Feng Ling knew that he had better control his expression at this time, but the joy in his heart knocked his expression management to pieces, his brows and eyes were full of smiles, "Thank you, Teacher Shen."

That's the way it is at the dinner table, and it's hard to just have a drink after a drink.

After Shen Huai drank this cup, he drank two more.

Feng Ling looked at Shen Huai worriedly. He had never heard of Shen Huai drinking liquor, and he didn't know Shen Huai's drinking capacity.

He was thinking about whether to block Shen Huai, but fortunately, the crew was still in awe of Shen Huai, so they didn't let him drink too much.

Shen Huai only drank three cups in total, and his expression was as usual.

After eating until late at night, A Tong, who hadn't been drinking, drove them back.

After a 20-minute drive, Feng Ling noticed that something was wrong with Shen Huai when he got off the car. When he got off the car, he swayed slightly and was a little unsteady.

Feng Ling was worried and sent him back to his room himself.

After returning to the hotel room, Feng Ling asked him: "Mr. Shen, shall I wait for you to take a shower before leaving?"

Shen Huai smiled, "Why did you wait for me to take a shower before leaving?"

His drunkenness was a little obvious, his eyes were particularly watery, his cheeks seemed to be swept by peach blossoms, he tilted his head, "Do you like me?"

Even though he knew that he was a little drunk, Feng Ling was still so nervous that his whole body tensed up instantly, and he looked at him motionless.

Shen Huai reached out and grabbed Feng Ling's belt, pulled Feng Ling over easily, then reached out to hug him, buried him in his arms, and said softly, "I like you too."

Feng Ling opened his eyes wide, and his heart beat violently. His throat was dry and hoarse, and he opened his mouth several times before making a hoarse voice, "Shen Huai, do you like me?"

Shen Huai nodded his head on his chest, his voice was low as if he was about to fall asleep, "Of course I like you, didn't you notice?"

Feng Ling took several deep breaths, but he didn't suppress the heartbeat that was so fast that he suspected something was going wrong. He was so excited that his hands were shaking, and he touched the back of Shen Huai's head stiffly, "I like you, really, I like you so much .”

Shen Huai didn't reply for a long time, and he didn't know if he was slow to react when he was drunk, or he was about to fall asleep.

After a long time he said, "I know, you already liked me."

"Yeah." Feng Ling laughed until his chest was trembling, he was so excited that he wanted to shout and run, but the hand that touched Shen Huai's head was extremely gentle, "I have liked you for a long time."

Before falling asleep, Shen Huai spoke slowly, "Is it, was it during the audition..."

Feng Ling's movements froze, as if he had been splashed with a basin of ice water, and his heart, which was beating too fast just now, almost went into shock.