Borrowing a Kiss

The distance between Yandu and Bincheng is quite far, and the plane in the morning didn't land until two o'clock in the afternoon.

Liang Muqiu didn't fall asleep on the bumpy plane, but he closed his eyes and rested his mind, and he was quite refreshed after getting off the plane.

The two of them took their luggage and left the airport. Not long after they left, someone called Liang Muqiu's name.

Liang Muqiu looked back and saw Liu Fengtao standing next to a Wrangler and waving at them. He was still the same as before. He had an ordinary face with a cropped head, but his eyes were very bright, and he smiled cheerfully.

Liang Muqiu stepped forward quickly and hugged him.

Liu Fengtao patted him on the shoulder vigorously, "The last time I saw you was a year ago, you seem to have put on a little weight."

Liang Muqiu also hammered his shoulder, "You haven't changed."

The two greeted each other with a smile, and Cen Nan came over with two suitcases.

Liang Muqiu introduced, "Cen Nan, my friend, come with me this time."

Liu Fengtao didn't recognize Cen Nan.

When he was in school, he vaguely knew that Liang Muqiu had a date, but he had never met him, and he couldn't match Cen Nan, so he only thought of him as Liang Muqiu's good brother.

He shook Cen Nan's hand enthusiastically, "Hi, I'm Liu Fengtao, I'm a friend here, you're welcome, just call me if you need anything."

Cen Nan also smiled, "Thank you for causing you trouble."

The three got into the car, and Cen Nan sat in the back seat, quietly listening to Liang Muqiu chatting with Liu Fengtao.

Since starting work, Liu Fengtao and Liang Muqiu have not had many opportunities to meet each other, but the two have never broken contact and their relationship has remained very good.

Liu Fengtao was telling Liang Muqiu that "Parasite" was about to start.

He said cheerfully, "We don't invest much, and it's incomparable with other big productions. Fortunately, there are low-cost solutions. The two leading actors I'm looking for are both newcomers, but they are quite aura, and they are also young." Light, one 19 and one 20, just right to play a young man."

Liang Muqiu had seen the photos of the leading actor, and his appearance was nothing to say, one was fair and delicate, and the other had wild eyes, which fit the setting of his script.

His script can be regarded as two male protagonists. The protagonists are two teenagers who grew up in a village in the city. One is Chen Mingsheng, a top student who moved here after his family was down and down. Kidnapping punks.

The two of them live in the same building, door to door, but they seem to be in two different worlds.

Liu Fengtao turned the steering wheel and drove across a street, and took a look at Liang Muqiu, "But if you ask me, you don't look as good as your 20-year-old Shuiling, Xiao Liang, you just don't care about showbiz, otherwise, with your face, it would be too much for me to be a leading actor." good."

Liu Fengtao said this before, when he was in school, he wanted to trick Liang Muqiu into casting him as the male lead in a promotional film.

"Put it down, acting like anyone can eat it," Liang Muqiu yawned, "I'm pretty good at acting as a telegraph pole."

Liu Fengtao laughed, "It's not like you haven't filmed before. We used to do group work and shoot a 10-minute short film, and you were the second male lead. At that time, several girls liked you so much. I still have that video. Keep it."

Liang Muqiu was speechless, "I'm just a vase inside. Besides, what's there to keep for this thing, as a family heirloom?"

"You don't understand this. The more things you have in college, the more you have to keep them. They are the memory of my youth."

Cen Nan had been quietly staying behind without interjecting, but when he heard this, he leaned forward slightly and asked Liu Fengtao, "Mr. Liu, can you send me a copy of this video? I haven't seen Qiuqiu act before."

He called Liang Muqiu very affectionately, and the sound of Qiuqiu seemed to be on the tip of his tongue and then rolled down, with a little unconscious doting.

Liu Fengtao subconsciously felt a little weird. As a senior straight man, he always felt that he was not very good.But he didn't think much about it, and smiled, "Don't call me Mr. Liu, it's too polite, just call me Fengtao. I'll go back and look for the video, and I'll send it to you later."

When Cen Nan fulfilled his wish, the corners of his lips curled up, "Thank you."

Liang Muqiu quit, "Have you two asked me for my opinion? Don't give it. It violates my portrait right!"

But both Liu Fengtao and Cen Nan pretended not to hear, and Liu Fengtao was already reporting his WeChat account to Cen Nan.

Although Cen Nan doesn't like to deal with people, it's not that he doesn't know how to deal with them. He hopes that when he is pleasing to others, he can always make others feel that he is kind and polite.

Liu Fengtao chatted with him a few words, from cycling on the Sichuan-Tibet line to talking about Ru Kiln in the Song Dynasty, Cen Nan was able to pick up the conversation, it can be said that the conversation was very happy.

When he got out of the car, Liu Fengtao had already patted Cen Nan on the shoulder, and said boldly, "Brother, we hit it off very well. Next time I go to Bincheng, I will definitely find you two."

Cen Nan smiled slightly, "Welcome."

Liang Muqiu rolled his eyes at the side, and looked, another one was limp by Cen Nan's tricks, or the lawyer was quick-spoken.

Because Liang Muqiu needs to follow the crew, his hotel and the crew are also together. Liu Fengtao accompanied them to the sixth floor. I got a private room, 301, you both remember to come."

Liang Muqiu had already jumped onto the bed, lay down, and waved his hand, "Understood, I won't be late."

After speaking, Liu Fengtao left.

Cen Nan locked the door, and with a click, only Liang Muqiu and Cen Nan were left in the bedroom.

Liang Muqiu was still lying on the bed.

At this moment, he realized a problem.

He wanted to live in the same room with Cen Nan for four days, eating, sleeping, and bathing under each other's noses.

The last time I went camping was only one day, and everything was simple.

And this time living in a hotel, rounded up, is cohabitation.

He suddenly sobered up and looked up at Cen Nan.

Cen Nan was undressing. He was wearing a casual shirt without a tie. His slender fingers quickly unbuttoned it, revealing his straight collarbone, well-trained chest muscles, and strong shoulders. s face……

Liang Muqiu sat up from the bed in embarrassment, and couldn't help looking at Cen Nan's chest, but said, "What are you doing, what clothes are you taking off, can you show some shame?"

Cen Nan raised his eyebrows inexplicably, "I'm sweating a little, can't I change my shirt?"

After he finished speaking, he undid the last button, and the gray shirt was uncovered, revealing the curvy abdominal muscles, and the mermaid line went all the way down, firm but not exaggerated.

Liang Muqiu didn't know where to put his eyes.

Cen Nan didn't seem to notice, he just took out a white shirt from the suitcase, took off the one on his body, and put it on.

The whole process was very neat, with his back to Liang Muqiu.

Liang Muqiu unceremoniously looked at him from top to bottom, and his Adam's apple couldn't help rolling.

When Cen Nan turned around again, Liang Muqiu had already turned his face out of the window, but his ears were suspiciously red like cherries.

He thought to himself, it was going to kill him.

Whose willpower is this testing?

With such a handsome and beautiful body swaying blindly under his nose, even if he is an eminent monk, he would have to break this precept.

Cen Nan buttoned up his sleeves, his eyes stopped on Liang Muqiu's ears, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He deliberately said, "You can turn it around, I'll change it."

Liang Muqiu didn't move, and said firmly, "I don't care, I just like looking at the scenery outside the window."

Cen Nan didn't mind his bluntness either.

He walked around to Liang Muqiu's bed, blocking Liang Muqiu's view from the window, then grabbed Liang Muqiu's hand and placed it on his abs, "It's okay, I don't mind you watching."

Although it was separated by a layer of clothes, the summer shirt was already light and thin, and the heat from the skin was clearly transmitted.

Those abs feel really good.

Liang Muqiu's willpower only lasted for a second, and he touched his paws rudely, raised his chin, and said duplicity, "What's wrong with you, you are just so-so."

Cen Nan let out a muffled laugh, bent down, and leaned closer to Liang Muqiu's ear, "What Mr. Liang said is, I will continue to work hard."

What he said didn't look like an imposing lawyer, but rather like the top cowboy of some club.

Liang Muqiu's ears turned redder.

Come, though a bit late