Domineering screenwriter pretty vase

Wiping someone's back is a very challenging intimacy. If the male god asks you to help wipe his back, it means that your strategy progress has reached at least three stars!

As for the thoughts of one kind or another during the back-scratching, it all depends on the quality of the individual.

Li Li worked so hard with his single-minded focus. He wiped the small towel back and forth on Director Fu's body, so he didn't dare to look down.The two eyeballs are firmly fixed on the shoulder blade, and he is trying his best to pretend to be a gentleman.But from the corner of the eye, he secretly betrayed him, and he still saw the beautiful scenery of the thin waist and narrow buttocks underneath.

Screenwriter Fu has a good figure, which is convincingly good. Compared with Li Ergou's conservative, he is also very generous, and he goes from head to toe in one go.

With his body bent forward, Director Fu supported the water pipe with both hands, and Li Li's little white face would be reflected on the water pipe's surface from time to time. The white face was distorted and disfigured by the curved surface, and the black eyes were gone. Usually lively, looking at him horizontally and vertically, he looks like a stupid character, he is so stupid!

Screenwriter Fu gave a low laugh, and Li Li was very nervous behind him, he quickly raised his head and asked, "Brother Fu, what's wrong?"

He wondered if his hands were heavy, or if he accidentally wiped the wrong place.

Screenwriter Fu closed his eyes, let out a breath of comfort, and asked him slowly, "Why didn't you say anything?"

"Huh?" Li Ergou raised his hand, and shook back a strand of wet hair that was hanging in front of his eyes.

"Why don't you talk anymore, didn't you talk a lot just now, you are a technician and a massager, and you have finished talking?"

Li Li smiled embarrassedly: "No."

"What's the matter?"

"I'm afraid that when I talk, my mind will wander, and I won't be able to wipe it off if I lose my mind." Li Li said.

Screenwriter Fu didn't take it seriously: "You can lose your mind just by talking? Then how do you usually film? Don't you have to say lines when filming? Are you distracted?"

Li Li said, "Isn't that different?"

Filming is work, and back rubbing is a benefit. This kind of benefit only appears once every 100 years. If you miss it, it will naturally disappear.How could he be willing.

The hot water in the bathroom was gushing, and as soon as the white steam touched Li Li's face, two blushes appeared on Li Li's cheeks. He really blushed, and his red hands couldn't help shaking. I want to sing a song to Fu Binyu, but I am afraid that Fu Binyu will beat him.

"Brother Fu." He said sleepwalking, "...I adore you."

This sentence came out of his mouth by accident, like a child talking in sleep, the voice is not very loud, and the words are not very clear, but he did not expect Fu Binyu to turn around suddenly.

There was only a distance of more than ten centimeters, and when the two of them looked at each other, Li Li's face flushed red, his cheeks flushed into his neck, he took a step back, and hurriedly rolled up the towel in his hand Roll it, roll it, and muttered: "Wipe, wipe it, Brother Fu, go for it."

Little Curly moved quickly, turned around with his head down, and fled back to the next door. When Director Fu blinked, he saw his round butt wrapped in a towel dangling outside the blue cloth curtain.

Turning the faucet with one hand, Director Fu thought: Is this a confession?

No, he only said admiration, not liking.

It's normal to worship him. People worship him every day, and people are about to worship him every day. Screenwriter Fu is tired of the word worship.

Stepping on the water with bare feet and chirping, Director Fu walked to Li Li's side, lifted the curtain, and blocked the compartment door with his whole body, staring straight at the terrified Xiaojuan inside. Mao, he asked him: "Do you love me?"

"Biu!" The soap in Li Li's hand fell to the ground.

There is no doubt that the answer to this question must be love.

If he doesn't love her, he's going to think he's a fool every day!

While he was in a daze, Director Fu walked in. Unlike Li Ergou, who was reserved and wrapped in a towel, he was open and frank, and when he walked in front of him, Li Li couldn't control what he shouldn't look at. up.

The shorter the distance, the steeper the line of sight became, until it became so steep that he couldn't see anything. It was the screenwriter Fu who hugged him tightly.

This feeling is too familiar, I can't speak, I can't breathe, only my blood pressure is biubiu straight up.

Ergou felt that he was going to be bad, and this time he was going to be completely bad.

Screenwriter Fu's body is wet, and besides the fragrance, it is also very slippery, but the slippery body is not thin, and the muscle lines are undulating, which is the most valuable kind of leanness.

There wasn't much oxygen in the shower room, so Li Ergou would only get dizzy if he hugged him like this.

Sticking to the person's arms, he couldn't stop turning his head up. He felt his nose was itchy, his eyes were sore, and there was still a vague lump on his lower abdomen above the towel.

He didn't dare to think about what it was, so he just opened his mouth and breathed hard, and while saving himself, he mumbled, "Fu...Fu...Ah Choo!!!!!!"

It's too late, the general trend is gone.

Tears flowed out, and a series of sneezes made him almost unable to open his eyes.Closing his eyes and crying hard, his limbs, which had become so rigid, finally regained their original functions.

"Brother Fu!!!!" He struggled, not daring to struggle too hard, there was soapy water all over the ground, he was afraid that if he tried hard, he would push the person down.

But this worry is obviously superfluous. Screenwriter Fu not only stands firmly, but also has great strength. The more he reacts violently with tears, the tighter the hands around his body and waist tighten.

Li Li couldn't figure it out, Big Putao, why are you so frightening? !

Until he heard screenwriter Fu yell in his ear in ecstasy and satisfaction: "Dabao."

Crackling——Li Ergou's three views were completely shattered.

When he was filming, he had seen people with literary substitutes, military substitutes and naked substitutes, what is this?Xiong for? !

Hehe, his meow is intoxicating.

Screenwriter Fu solved the big puzzle, and he felt better in an instant. He hugged Li Ergou's wet head and kissed fiercely, first on the forehead, and then he was about to kiss the nose, but he thought the snot was too dirty, so he went back to the top and kissed again. Kissed the forehead again.

After kissing and hugging, he was completely happy, and said to Li Li kindly: "I accept your love."

The little curly hair was crying, thinking angrily in his heart: Bah!Who said I want to love you!Hack you!Hack you! ! ! !

Screenwriter Fu feels good about himself, because the problem that has been bothering him for many days has finally been solved in this hug.

Touching Li Li's head numbly, he swaggered out of the cubicle.When he went outside, the curtains were all lowered, and he suddenly turned back and continued to ask Li Li with a pleasant face, "Do you eat dates? Where are the apples?"

Li Li: "..."

"Ah-choo! Ah-choo! Ah-choo!"

Youlai took advantage of the dark moon and high winds to come back from the tooth festival, and saw Li Ergou sitting on the edge of the bed wiping his hair, a little light made his shadow very charming, and he was as delicate as he had just been. Like watered cabbage.

The little vicious dog asked him: "What's the matter with you, half dead? Are you tired from swimming?"

Li Li looked up weakly: "Come to the right."

"what?"

"Have you ever seen the raccoon in Joe's house?"

You said: "I've seen it before. The fat one looks like a ball. I don't know how it grows. It's ugly and has a bad temper. What's wrong?"

Li Li was in despair: "Then do you think that raccoon looks like me?"

Seeing his serious face, the little vicious dog frowned in disgust: "Aren't you sick? How can a human compare to a bear? Swimming into your brain?"

After speaking, he turned around and left.

But Li Li let out a strange cry, grabbed the towel in a tangled state, put it on his head and rubbed it hard, then rolled into the bed with a crooked body, leaving two legs hanging on the edge of the bed and kicking wildly.

"Don't mention swimming to me!!! I don't go swimming anymore!!!!!!!"

Screenwriter Fu wanted to invite Li Li to dinner, but it was very difficult to realize this idea, because Li Li didn't have time, and he didn't have time either.In the past few days, the whole production crew has become a human machine that keeps turning around. There is no one idle, let alone a moment of idle time.

Walking, eating, and sleeping are all as busy as fighting. As soon as the eyes are opened and closed, the funds flow out in a hurry.

Xiao Yu's role came to an end in the past few days, because several groups started filming at the same time, so after a while of busy work, he finally had a day and a half to spare.But he is not completely fine, his younger sister Xiao Rou told him that there is something wrong.

Xiao Rou is Li Li's fan. After hearing that Li Li would come to Shudian, she stalked him to help take a few photos of Li Li. It couldn't be a group photo, it had to be a single photo.

How can there be a single photo that is so easy to come by.

Xiao Yu studied for several days, and it was obviously not feasible to ask him to ask for it.Not to mention that the agency has strict control over taking pictures, and if he asks for it, wouldn't it be the same as helping outsiders to push his sister into the fire pit?

So after thinking about it, he decided to take a sneak shot, looking for the ugly angle of the little boy. He couldn't believe it, but a person with a long fleshy face can still be beautiful to 360° without dead ends.

When my younger sister saw those ugly photos, she would naturally sneer at him. Isn't this the cure for the disease?best policy!Make the best move!

So starting from this afternoon, wherever Li Li appeared, there would definitely be Xiao Yu wandering around.

His "secret filming" was so presumptuous that it could hardly be regarded as stealing, because the sneaky disguise would only make him more conspicuous on the set, so he went straight to the real body.Because of the relationship between "The Legend of Mountains and Rivers" and the fact that the sets of the two crews are not far away, many people all know him.He also found a good excuse for himself, saying to look around, visit and study.

A few girls saw that he was handsome and cute with a smile when he talked, so they took the initiative to lead him to look around. It only took a while to see where Li Li was filming and what time he was filming. All were asked by him.

Without knowing it, Li Li was photographed in all directions by him, and the content and scenes were quite rich.

Smiling Li Li, laughing Li Li, puzzled Li Li, sad-eyed Li Li, etc., etc., there are so many materials, enough for him to conduct a vigorous ugly contest after he returns.

Satisfied, Xiao Yu returned to the set of "The Legend of Mountains and Rivers", and the assistant girl came to him with a look of urgency, saying that a team had temporarily adjusted the schedule, and brought his part of the scene to today.

As soon as Xiao Yu heard it, his expression changed, he put the phone in his pocket casually, and asked the assistant girl which scenes were brought up.

The girl said that it was just a few night scene scenes, but one of them had to wear makeup, so it was more time-consuming.

The two of them were talking, and rushed to the locker room, halfway Xiao Yu bumped into a man carrying props, which made him a little dizzy, but he couldn't take care of it anymore, nothing could compare to filming in a hurry.

This day until midnight, the lights in several studios were not turned off, and it was not until close to one o'clock in the morning that the director announced that the teams would call it a day and rest.

A group of actresses complained endlessly, because they couldn’t sleep right away after returning home. The wigs and jewelry on their heads and bodies alone were enough for them to tidy up for a long time, and after washing up, they estimated that they could only sleep for 4-5 hours at most.

Xiao Yu was lucky in this regard. His outfit was simple and easy to remove. After returning home, he read the script twice. He completely forgot about the photo. As soon as he closed his eyes, he fell asleep on the bed.