Immersive performance [entertainment circle]

Ji Shuyuan held his wrist, rubbing his thumb slowly.

In my impression, he has indeed been abstinent for a long time.

Although it is actually less than ten days, but sleeping with someone in my arms every day, the feeling of torture will prolong the time.

Every point of torture is one point of accumulated desire.

Ji Shuyuan's eyes seemed to be rolling with turbulent waves.

The traces left on Zhongqin's body last time have long since disappeared completely. Now his neck to shoulders are all white, which is delicate and fragile by the crimson ribbon. Mixed with his expectant gaze, it sharply stimulates people's desire to destroy .

Ji Shuyuan pulled him down and put him in his arms.

Zhongqin looked at him and put his arms around his neck.

Perhaps because of the heat, the lips that were in the eyes were more gorgeous than usual.

Ji Shuyuan lowered his head impatiently, but he didn't get the kiss.

He hung in the air for a long time, then sighed: "You really..."

Zhong Qin raised his head to chase, but Ji Shuyuan turned his head to avoid it: "Don't hook me."

"Why?" Zhongqin was puzzled, "I said I'm fine, and my body temperature has returned to normal levels just now, why not?"

"I don't have any other desires today." Ji Shuyuan said with a downcast face, "I'm thankful that you're still alive."

"No other desires?" Zhongqin raised his knees, and breathed in his ear, "You're already like this..."

"It's just a physiological reaction." Ji Shuyuan said calmly, "It can be restrained."

"..." Zhongqin let go of his hand and pushed him, "Forget it, let's go to sleep."

Ji Shuyuan tore off the ribbon around his neck.

Zhongqin snorted angrily: "What are you talking about? Don't open the gifts you don't want."

"I want it." The ribbon spread out, Ji Shuyuan leaned down and kissed the place where he was tied just now, his voice became a little hoarse, "...save for now."

"Not waiting after the expiration date." Zhongqin kicked him lightly, "What are you still doing? I'm going to bed."

"Jujuan," Ji Shuyuan stared at him, his voice lowered, "Don't hook me."

"Who hooked you up?" Zhongqin almost laughed angrily, "I said sleep..."

Ji Shuyuan licked the corner of his lips.

Zhongqin was dumb, and after a while, his tone softened a little: "What do you mean? If you want it, you don't want it, you're so goofy..."

"want to."

"Then..."

"No."

"..."

Zhongqin rolled his eyes, snorted angrily, then pushed him off with all his strength, and pulled the quilt up to his chin with his back facing him: "Sleep! Sleep!"

Ji Shuyuan hugged him from behind, and kissed the back of his neck uncontrollably.

"what……!"

Zhongqin was angry and helpless, he let out a long moan, then frantically kicked his legs under the quilt twice, and stopped moving.

He could faintly feel that Ji Shuyuan was still kissing his hair, but he really didn't bother to talk to him.

ill!

There is a serious illness!

Ji Shuyuan was much more uncomfortable than him, but when he thought that his heat had not completely subsided, he felt that he could restrain himself a little.

Thinking of the scene of him hanging by the window... It was like pouring cold water on it, and it withered instantly.

In order to control himself, Ji Shuyuan kept thinking about the scene that made his heart palpitate, and finally fell asleep.

——I just keep having nightmares.

He woke up from a dream in the middle of the night, raised his eyes and saw Zhongqin lying on his chest, staring at him faintly, and was shocked again.

Ji Shuyuan thought hesitantly: Am I still dreaming?

...but is this a dream or a nightmare?

Until Zhongqin leaned over to kiss his chin, and said softly, "Mr. Ji, let's take the temperature again, shall we?"

Ji Shuyuan finally came to his senses.

He checked the time first, it was two o'clock in the morning, and then lifted the man up, letting him lie on top of him.

"Haven't slept?" Ji Shuyuan touched his forehead with his, "It shouldn't be hot anymore."

"Then am I completely healed?" Zhongqin asked.

"Yeah." Ji Shuyuan sat up, took the thermometer from the bedside table and measured it for him, nodded, "It's dropped, and the temperature is about the same as mine now."

"Really?" Zhongqin's eyes lit up, and he clung to him and asked, "Then I must still have some residual heat, right? Isn't my body temperature usually lower than yours? Try it, will you?"

Ji Shuyuan intuitively felt that the meaning of his words was different from what he thought: "Try what?"

Zhongqin blinked his eyes, licked his lips and said, "Inside."

"..."

"Try it, I can't sleep." Zhongqin rubbed against him coquettishly, "I can sleep when you make me tired, otherwise I won't be able to sleep all night."

Ji Shuyuan noticed that his body had begun to move uncontrollably, only his reason was still struggling: "I will be filming tomorrow morning..."

"Isn't it okay not to exercise?" Zhongqin said, "You can sleep for two more hours."

"..." Ji Shuyuan glanced at him unsteadily, "Is that all you owe?"

"Yes, it's owed."

Zhongqin lay down on his back, took his hand and put it on his shoulder.

"I want to." He begged with eager eyes, "...Mr. Ji, please, I want to."

The last ray of sanity also snapped.

Ji Shuyuan hugged him compromisingly, and was about to prepare when he suddenly heard him say, "Come directly."

Ji Shuyuan paused.

"Yes." Zhongqin said, "Come directly."

"You will get hurt."

"No." Zhongqin looked at him, "I'm ready."

"...Little thing, the waves are like this..."

Ji Shuyuan cursed unbearably, and threw him over.

Zhong Qin buried his face in the pillow, and the smiling expression on his face gradually cooled down.

I'm so bad--he thought.

Knowing that Ji Shuyuan might feel guilty after finishing, he still couldn't help begging him.

Because I really don't know what to do.

In the past, when encountering a situation like today, he could only calm down.

But it takes a long time, maybe a week, maybe a month.

During that unwinding time, it was difficult for him to focus on anything.

But at that time, his reputation was already bad, and the jobs he took were not very good. If he really couldn't do well, let it be, and he gave up trying.

not now.

He desperately wants to perform this play well, no matter how others are, he must ensure that his state is perfect enough.

So he needs a quick outlet.

In this channel, some people choose to drink, some people choose to smoke, and some people even choose to cry and shout.

But he doesn't like it.

Now the only channel he likes, which allows him to concentrate a lot of emotions, is to do it with Ji Shuyuan.

Only at this time, he can shout out unscrupulously with his usually sealed voice.

Only at this time, even if he cried, he didn't have to worry that Ji Shuyuan would ask him why.

Although Ji Shuyuan would never ask why.

But he occasionally feels burdened.

It's strange, obviously he and Ji Shuyuan didn't establish any special relationship.

But when he couldn't explain to him frankly, Zhongqin would feel very guilty.

Maybe... It's because Ji Shuyuan is too honest.

Zhongqin felt that this should be regarded as a small use of the other party, so he hoped that Ji Shuyuan would be happy in this campaign.

So he kept asking Ji Shuyuan how he felt.

It's a pity that Ji Shuyuan doesn't like to talk about his feelings.

"I can't leave any traces," Ji Shuyuan stared at the jade-white skin below him, and asked with restraint, "Is that right?"

Zhongqin felt even more guilty: "...um."

They've never been this aggressive when they have work the next morning.

Afraid of affecting their work status, Zhongqin turned his head with difficulty and said, "Mr. Ji... let's hurry up, okay?"

"Yeah." Ji Shuyuan's sweat rolled down from his forehead and dripped on his back, feeling a little cold.

Zhongqin knew that it was hard for him to bear it.

In this regard, Ji Shuyuan has always been a little violent, but in order not to hurt himself, he basically doesn't use too much force, but chooses to use some rather nasty ways to divert this violence.

However, today he can't be too fussy, so he is extra restrained.

"Mr. Ji," Zhongqin took his hand, "I want to see you."

"Ah."

Ji Shuyuan turned him over.

Zhongqin spread his arms again: "I want to hug."

Ji Shuyuan hugged him.

Zhongqin rubbed his face against his hair in attachment, and suddenly murmured, "What shall I do in the future?"

Ji Shuyuan supported the back of his neck: "After what?"

Zhongqin didn't answer, just shook his head.

After a while, he suddenly asked again: "Mr. Ji, am I hotter than usual?"

"……Um?"

"Comfortable?"

"..."

Ji Shuyuan was silent for a moment, then said, "Yes."

"Ah..." Zhongqin smiled, "I really want to experience it once."

Ji Shuyuan slowed down a bit: "Then you come up and try?"

"...Forget it." Zhongqin said lazily, "I don't want to move...and you don't have a fever."

Ji Shuyuan stared at him: "Is your mouth still hot?"

"I don't know." Zhongqin opened his lips slightly, "Would you like to try it?"

Ji Shuyuan's eyes dimmed: "Tongue."

Zhongqin poked out the tip of his tongue, and was immediately sucked by him.

——It was so fun.

Zhongqin hugged Ji Shuyuan's neck tightly, feeling that he was frantically stirring every part of his mouth.

One side opened his eyes halfway, and his gaze swept out from the end of his eyes, and he glanced at the window that almost killed him today.

Suddenly I am not so afraid.

If it was the four seconds at that time, he would definitely be very sorry, because he left before he had time to figure it out.

But if it is now.

It doesn't matter if it's only four seconds.

it's wired.

A person he has only known for a few months, and he is willing to die with him.

There was never even a promise between them.

But if the end of the world happens at this moment, he is glad that the person staying with him is Ji Shuyuan.

Fortunately, they are doing something that makes him feel extremely happy.

"Mr. Ji..." Zhongqin's throat was choked with pain, but he tried to make his voice sound calm, "You just said... are you really willing to let me be on top?"

Ji Shuyuan was also very calm: "As long as you want."

Zhongqin lowered his eyelashes: "Then do you think so?"

"Do not want to."

In no mood.

But you can.

Zhongqin didn't make a sound for a while, and after a while, he smiled easily again.

"Well, actually I don't want to either." He seemed to think of something interesting, raised his lips and said, "The bottom one must be more comfortable, otherwise why are you wandering all over the place?"

After a pause, he asked curiously, "Why don't you want to?"

Ji Shuyuan glanced at him and replied: "If I like a vase, I will hold it in my arms and admire it every day instead of putting myself in it."

Zhongqin was thoughtful: "Do you mean I put myself in it?"

"uncertain."

"……Um?"

Ji Shuyuan suddenly smiled, and slowly said: "Because what you like may be a golden cudgel, which is solid and has no place to hold it."

"...Mr. Ji," Zhong Qin's eyes widened, "Are you mocking me?"

"It doesn't mean that." Ji Shuyuan said, "I'm just making an analogy."

"Are you mocking me?" Zhongqin knocked him on the back with his heel, "You are mocking me as a vase, which is beyond gold and jade, but inside of it, isn't it?"

"No." Ji Shuyuan said, "You didn't lose it, and you are fine inside."

Zhongqin was silent for a while, and asked uncertainly: "Mr. Ji, are you talking dirty with me?"

Ji Shuyuan laughed out loud: "You just realized it now?"

Zhongqin was surprisingly angry: "I just didn't speculate on you with malice! I didn't expect you to be such a person!"

Ji Shuyuan smirked: "Do I look like some kind of humble and polite man?"

Zhongqin blurted out: "Like!"

"Then you read it wrong." Ji Shuyuan bowed his head and kissed his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "I am extremely inferior, mean and shameless, and have the evil thoughts common to most human beings."

His movements suddenly became heavy, Zhongqin's fingers tightened, and he subconsciously pressed his lips together, but a few trembling sobbing sounds still escaped from his throat.

"I'm not a good person," Ji Shuyuan said, "I'm a bad person."

"..." Zhongqin wanted to refute, but he didn't have the energy to speak.

"I have a strong desire to destroy and possess."

Speaking of this, Ji Shuyuan's voice and movements suddenly softened together: "...It's just because I like it so much, so I can't bear it."

Zhongqin felt his nerves jumping excitedly: "Mr. Ji, you..."

"what."

Zhongqin said with a sigh: "You are so charming..."

"..."

Ji Shuyuan raised his hand to brush away his wet hair: "You have special preferences."

It's not about special preferences.

Zhongqin thought.

Some people have no desires and desires, so it seems noble, but it is not rare.

It is rare for someone to be full of desires but also noble.

It was such a rare person, such an extremely restrained person, who showed a forbearing expression in front of him.

"Ji..." Zhongqin tightly grasped the arm that was propped beside him, paused, and changed his words, "Brother, I..."

"Ok?"

Want to be with you forever.

Zhongqin stared at him greedily. After a while, he just shook his head: "It's nothing, I just think it's amazing... I never thought that one day we could become the relationship we have now."

Ji Shuyuan didn't seem to know what he was thinking, and it took a while before he responded: "Yes."

"Mr. Ji, in the future...or in the past, with other partners..." Zhongqin stopped talking, thought for a while, and said, "Oh, sorry, I forgot, you said that you are easy to play."

"Well." Ji Shuyuan asked, "What about you?"

Zhongqin bit his lip as if he couldn't bear it, and it took him a long time to answer: "I don't know either."

So dare not say.

No one can guarantee the future.

Neither can he himself.

It was just a spur of the moment.

In an emotional situation like this, it's normal to be impulsive.

For a moment, Zhongqin felt that he was a bit great.

He has been insane for more than 20 years, he is either forced to or as he pleases, and it seems that this is the first time he has chosen to be rational so actively.

...because I don't want to make this person sad.

If you're not sure it's going to end well, don't start.

This time the duration was the shortest, but it felt very long to Zhongqin.

In less than an hour he had gone through life and death in his head.

He even thought about the word "later".

How ridiculous, when he was chatting with Cui Zhengqian a while ago, he still said that he had no future.

Now he dares to be so bold as to hope for the future.

Sure enough, happiness can make people lose themselves.

Ji Shuyuan carried him to clean up, wiped the water for him, and then the two continued to lie in the same bed.

Zhongqin felt that this moment seemed happier than before.

He couldn't even bear to fall asleep.

But after the fear disappeared, in the warmest embrace in the world, he couldn't resist the fatigue after all.

The scenes on the second day were not easy. Ji Shuyuan was a little worried about whether Zhongqin would be able to hold on, but with his unexpected spirit, he completed every scene very well.

After the filming was over, Zhong Qin came over to flatter him with a cup of fruit tea: "Thank you, Mr. Ji, for not torturing me too much last night. The great movie star keeps his promises, and he said it quickly. I really admire it."

Ji Shuyuan didn't like this kind of sweet and greasy fruit tea, but he took it anyway, with a cool tone in his tone: "I already regret it."

"what?"

Ji Shuyuan flipped through the scripts in his hand expressionlessly, and the next month's scenes were full, not only tightly scheduled, but also heavy in weight.

Under such circumstances, he must not torment Zhongqin any more, at most he will indulge his addiction and satisfy his psychological needs.

...I didn't think of this last night, otherwise I should have had enough.

He was not dealt with like that, and it will only get worse in the future.

Zhongqin looked at the script and reacted.

He gloated and smiled: "I think Mr. Ji should go to the hospital after filming this movie. I'll pay for the registration fee—otherwise, who can stand you like this in the future?"

"One day off in one month." Ji Shuyuan tapped his fingers on the paper, "To be precise, it's not a day off, but a day specially set aside for media interviews."

"And this?" Zhongqin was surprised, "Why haven't I heard of it?"

"It's Director Liang's verbal promise to several media outlets."

"Oh." Zhongqin understood.

Because this drama is quite special, if they want to shoot smoothly and not be cut in half, they must be as low-key as possible in the early stage.

But both he and the film king have their own traffic, especially him, if something happens, it will set off a bloodbath, so Director Liang must have greeted people in advance, asking them to try not to report on "Wei Young" related things too early.

In exchange, the crew had to give these media an exclusive interview opportunity.

Dingliu and the movie star co-produced a same-sex movie directed by Liang Cheng. This topic has too many hot spots, and almost every word represents traffic. No media is willing to miss such an opportunity.

"So," Ji Shuyuan said calmly, "Do you want to be interviewed sitting down that day, or on your stomach?"

"..." Zhongqin turned around and was about to leave, "Tian Jie asked me to eat, see you, Teacher Ji."

Ji Shuyuan didn't stop him.

After all, he only won the victory with his mouth.

Abstinence for a month.

Things that used to be commonplace, now think about it is simply fantasy.

But no matter how uncomfortable it is, it must be carried out.

Due to the heavy role in the daytime, Zhongqin is slumped when he returns home from get off work every day.

Not to mention a full set, it takes a long time to do it manually even once.

Both of them were so angry that they ordered a few assistants to buy ice water once and for all in winter.

Finally, the holiday was about to come, and they ushered in the last major scene, which was also the third relatively complete sex scene.

At this time, the plot has come to the point where Jiang Yu got his wish and entered the Weiyang Palace and became the prince.

With the help of Shi Huaian, several powerful princes in the past either lost their lives or were demoted to common people, and the two with the best endings were also sent to remote fiefdoms.

So, now Jiang Yu's biggest enemy has become Shi Huaian.

Of course, the emperor hadn't died yet, and his position was unstable, so he couldn't shake Shi Huai'an, so he could only continue to hold his nose and bear it.

He has endured left and right for more than 20 years-this is the skill he has practiced the longest and is also best at.

On the eve of the official inscription ceremony, Shi Huaian personally inspected the layout of Weiyang Palace.

He dismissed all the palace people and walked alone in the huge Weiyang Palace.

Looking at the past, it was resplendent and magnificent, with beautiful carved beams and painted buildings. It is the place where the future monarch will live.

"He's going to own the whole world."

The first snow fell recently in the palace.

Shi Huaian was only wearing two thin shirts, and the fluffy hem of the clothes occasionally rubbed against the clean floor tiles, and his beautiful bare feet turned red from the cold, but he didn't seem to notice it.

"I made it all by myself."

Shi Huaian murmured to himself and stepped up the steps ahead.

He looked back and looked down, standing there for a long time.

A gust of wind blew the hairband around his back a little loose.

Following the movement of turning around, the azure hair tie was completely swept away by the wind.

The blue silk like a waterfall fell down, almost falling to the ground.

Shi Huaian gathered the collar that had slipped onto his shoulders, and continued walking towards the hall.

"Twilight is born in the morning,

night ghost,

Lay on the grass roots. "

He hummed a little tune from somewhere, walking all the way, looking around all the way.

Occasionally, he encountered red candles that were not aligned properly, and he put them back in place with his own hands.

"Accommodating the new and discarding the old,

old bones,

Grind to dust. "

"Go with the rain down,

gather the coir raincoat,

Close the needle late. "

"A single vine grows out of a tree,

involuntary,

With stone pattern,

west wind,

And stable. "

Shi Huaian raised his head.

The wind roared in from the window and extinguished a candle beside him.

His singing suddenly increased——

"I thought to myself,

far away unknown home,

Shengqu or solitary tomb,

Dark Xu burst into tears. "

"Crazy,

The world has bound me deeply,

Then drink a cup of wine and poison. "

"There are people in the world, please ask."

"Why leave home thousands of miles to find a flower?

Why do you entrust the double carp with the remains of the flat boat?

Why is it that after many years, there are not many knocks on the door?

Shi Xuxu,

I'm afraid of forgetting my hometown accent.

you write,

I don't know how to speak too much. "

The singing was interrupted, and Shi Huaian stopped in his tracks.

He looked at his feet for a long time, as if answering, hummed in a low tone just now:

"I'm going thousands of miles away from home to find a flower.

I will leave the shadow of the boat and leave it to my loved ones.

I have also taken it over the years without any fame. "

"This life is a duckweed."

"I write,

There are too many words to send. "

He raised his forearm, wrapped his sleeves, and extinguished a candle just like that.

"There are too many words to send."

His hands were burnt bright red, but he didn't seem to feel any pain.

"I'm not filial."

He murmured something every time he grabbed a fire.

"I'm unfaithful."

"I am unrighteous."

"I was also..."

He smiled, his voice was like the wind, leaving no trace in the world.

"—Young man."

The author has something to say:

Double more two in one!

It may be gone today (the author holds the hollowed out kidney and says so

感谢在2021-10-0222:32:59~2021-10-0317:56:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 1 Luoluo;

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