Immersive performance [entertainment circle]

In fact, Ji Shuyuan knew that even without Cui Zhengqian, there was an insurmountable gap between them.

Because Zhongqin doesn't like Ji Shuyuan, nor does he want to have sex with Ji Shuyuan.

He was doing it with Jiang Yu.

Back then, he had to be brought into the scene when he kissed, and he would ask questions in fear when his head was touched.

This kind of thing naturally needs to find an excuse.

I did look for it, and I said it in advance, it was to prepare for acting.

Ji Shuyuan didn't know who to be jealous of, his heart seemed to be burning.

She wanted to bite him hard, but she was always scrupulous, not daring to leave traces.

It was difficult to vent so many emotions, Ji Shuyuan finally just bent down restrainedly, and kissed softly on his soft abdomen.

Zhongqin was so itchy that he dodged and almost hit the wooden board at the head of the bed.

Ji Shuyuan grabbed his ankle and pulled him back, and said in a low voice, "Why can't I help being so funny...everywhere it itch."

Zhongqin glared at him.

Wet, not the slightest deterrent.

Ji Shuyuan's eyes darkened, he raised his waist and turned him over.

With his face buried in the pillow, Zhongqin couldn't breathe well, and he turned his head with difficulty and asked, "...what's wrong?"

"I don't want to watch it." Ji Shuyuan whispered in his ear.

"...Why?" Zhongqin rubbed his burning cheek with the back of his hand, pursed his lower lip, and asked hesitantly, "Is it ugly?"

"Not ugly." Ji Shuyuan covered his eyes, "It's too beautiful."

Things that are too beautiful can easily cause destructive desires. If you can't control the force and hurt people, how can you work tomorrow.

Zhongqin put one hand on the back of Ji Shuyuan's.

The film king has a big palm, covering his eyes and nose as well.

The scorching breath escaped, but was blocked by the palm of the hand again, forming a moist steamer in the small space.

Zhongqin cried more tears from the "steamer".

He couldn't speak, he could only let out some small whimpers.

The top traffic really has a good voice, and his yelling is as sweet as a nightingale.

Fearing that he would suffocate to death, Ji Shuyuan wanted to withdraw his hand, but was held tightly.

Zhongqin opened his mouth to bite his finger, the sound disappeared, only a little air flowed on his hand, accompanied by trembling vibrations.

Ji Shuyuan's eyes were like a deep pool, and his gaze was fixed on that delicate side face.

Afterwards, he no longer tried to move his hand away, but slid down along the force, hooking his index finger in.

The plump lower lip was pressed against the fingertips, slightly cool, but incredibly soft.

The tongue is also cool and soft.

He pinched his chin and kissed it.

Zhongqin's neck was twisted uncomfortably, and he couldn't move away, so he raised his hand to push his chest, but instead of pushing, he simply scratched angrily, leaving four bright red fingerprints.

"It's agreed that you can't leave marks, why don't you follow the rules." Ji Shuyuan laughed, let go of him and said, "Bully me for wearing thick costumes?"

Zhongqin couldn't answer.

Ji Shuyuan rubbed the hair on the back of his head, straightened up, stared at the sunken waist, pressed down with his palm, and it collapsed even more.

"So soft." After thinking for a while, Ji Shuyuan said, "You seem to be able to dance, don't you?"

"I learned classical dance for a while when I was a child, which may have influenced it." Zhongqin replied slowly, "Or... it was born with it."

"You learned it when you were young?" Ji Shuyuan was a little surprised, "Many people on the Internet seem to say that you are not good at dancing."

"It's not good at all..." Zhongqin's voice became softer, "I didn't learn it until I was in junior high... My mother thinks learning to dance is useless... It doesn't make money..."

"Do you like it?"

"I don't like it." Zhongqin shook his head, "It hurts and I'm tired..."

Ji Shuyuan touched his head again, and asked gently: "Then what do you like?"

"I like it...someone raises me..." Zhongqin smiled, and looked over from the end of his eyes, "I like to do nothing, just lie down every day and have someone take care of me... I go downstairs for a stroll when I'm in a good mood, and go downstairs when I'm in a bad mood." stay up all day...

"I hate working..."

"It's quite easy to raise."

Ji Shuyuan bowed and kissed the back of his neck, thinking, Mr. Cui didn't seem to let him get his wish.

Such a precious bird should be given to others if it cannot be raised well.

There are two small dimples at the waist and eyes, and the thumb can be moved over, just fitting into it.

Nothing is unsatisfactory.

"You don't have to do things you don't like." Ji Shuyuan kneaded in a soothing manner, "You are born to be pleasing to the eye, and you have the capital to lie there and be served."

Zhongqin wanted to laugh but had no strength, so he could only make a frowning expression, and sighed: "Mr. Ji is so good at complimenting people-that's not what you said before... You think I don't work hard, and you taught me a lesson ..."

"Vegetarians take other people's positions, which is harmful to others." Ji Shuyuan didn't feel that he had any conflicts, "What's the harm in being a salted fish at home? Someone is willing to raise you because he is willing, and others can't tell. "

"Teacher Ji is the most reasonable person I have ever met." Zhongqin continued to laugh, "But why are you reasoning with me at this time? I can't make up my mind now..."

"I'm afraid your eyes will swell from crying." Ji Shuyuan sighed and hugged him, "Are you still crying now?"

"Take it easy... I won't cry..."

"I'm already very restrained." Ji Shuyuan smiled, "It's really not easy to serve."

There are rumors in the world that Zhongqin is too busy and squeamish, and is not easy to get along with, so he can't even recruit an assistant.

In fact, he was just too lazy to deal with people he didn't know so well.

When he was not so famous, he always acted like a little bit low-key when he met everyone, as if he had some kind of social arrogance.

Now that he finally has a little freedom, he really doesn't like unnecessary communication.

Unexpectedly, such rumors could reach the ears of Ji Yingdi, who is like a flower of Gaoling.

Zhongqin opened his mouth to try to refute, but his voice was already hoarse, so he had no choice but to hum in the end, unable to say more.

Afterwards, he almost even had a pitifully thin impression.

It wasn't until Ji Shuyuan carried him to the bathroom to clean up that he gradually came back to his senses and asked in a daze, "What time is it?"

"It's less than three o'clock." Ji Shuyuan said.

For a moment Zhongqin couldn't tell when it was three o'clock.

He just felt that that period of time was too long, as if half his life was going to pass.

"Feel sorry."

After washing, Ji Shuyuan put a bath towel on the sink and put him on it to wipe the water.

Zhongqin put one hand on his shoulder to stabilize his body, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Why are you sorry?"

"I didn't expect it to be so long."

"That sounds like Versailles."

"It doesn't mean that."

"No matter what it means, you don't need to apologize anyway, I can understand." Zhongqin said with a teasing smile, "No matter how mature and stable Teacher Ji is, he is still just a young man with a fresh blood. A 23-year-old virgin has endured long enough. It’s the first time to compare yourself to the top, let’s indulge a few more times, what’s the point.”

"Yeah." Although his words were a bit weird, Ji Shuyuan's mind was very stable, and he said lightly, "It's just as long as you don't feel uncomfortable."

Zhongqin thought to himself that he was actually a little uncomfortable.

I was paralyzed by the pleasure before and didn't pay attention to it, but now I really feel a little sequelae.

But he will not show weakness anyway, he just stopped arguing with Ji Shuyuan and obediently let others serve him.

Ji Shuyuan wiped it very meticulously, and finally changed into a handkerchief to wipe his feet.

Holding the slender ankle, he thought of the first side in the dressing room, tentatively, and held his hand up.

Sure enough, it fits right into the arch of the foot.

Zhongqin looked down at him, and laughed lowly: "You don't have any special hobbies, do you?"

"No."

Knowing that he has ten thousand words to tease others anytime and anywhere, Ji Shuyuan didn't intend to say more.

After wiping off the water, Ji Shuyuan was about to get his bathrobe when he suddenly paused, touched his back, and said again: "Sorry."

"you……"

Zhongqin looked up and found that he was looking at the mirror, then turned his head, and saw his back and the purple mark on the butterfly bone in the mirror.

"when……"

"When you can't help yourself." Ji Shuyuan wrapped him in a bathrobe, "There is no scene that requires undressing these two days. Come over after tomorrow night, and I will take care of it."

Zhongqin was picked up again, and he climbed up to his neck naturally, "Do you want to massage again?"

Ji Shuyuan lowered his eyes, "Isn't it effective?"

"I'm afraid I'm going to trouble you too much."

"Should be."

"It's nothing to do with it." Zhongqin tilted his head, rested his pillow on his arm, and murmured, "I'm quite upset by your behavior."

Ji Shuyuan was taken aback, "Why?"

"As if you are sorry for me." Zhongqin fell on the bed, pulled up the quilt to wrap himself and his head tightly, and found a comfortable position on the pillow, lazy like a cat, "but Actually... I didn't enjoy it either."

Ji Shuyuan kept leaning over when he put him down, looked into his eyes closely, and said for a long time: "Then you will be me, because you want to take advantage of this opportunity."

Zhongqin's eyelashes twitched, but he just smiled heartlessly: "What advantage do you have that you haven't taken advantage of?"

After chatting for a few more words, Ji Shuyuan simply ignored his words, walked to the other side of the bed and asked, "Do you need me to send someone to bring another quilt?"

Zhongqin turned over, squeezed the quilt and stared at him fixedly, sneered: "Big actor, you are really hypocritical."

Ji Shuyuan didn't mind being ridiculed by him, he lifted the quilt and lay down, stretched out his long arms, and hugged him into his arms.

Zhongqin was stunned for a moment.

Even though the connection between the two was so close just now, he still felt that the posture at this moment was too close.

It has nothing to do with the body, but the psychological closeness.

The instant soreness in the chest made people's eyes hot.

Zhongqin hugged him back slowly, and then asked softly, "Can you hug me from behind?"

The author has something to say:

感谢在2021-09-1218:00:00~2021-09-1318:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: I regret killing Hua Tuo, 463893491;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!