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"My stomach hurts!" Mo Yunqiu's facial features squeezed together.

Luo Qiu hurriedly helped him to the side and sat down, rubbed his abdomen, and said nervously, "Where does it hurt? Is it here or here?"

"Here." Mo Yunqiu grabbed Luo Qiu's hand and pressed it to the upper left side of his abdomen, and said nervously, "I'm not poisoned, am I?"

Luo Qiu squeezed suspiciously a few times: "Neuralgia?"

"seems like it."

Luo Qiu sneered and let go of his hand: "You're poisoned, you're dying."

Mo Yunqiu's mouth opened into an "o" shape.

"Don't be silly, you have stomach cramps, you must be too involved in the drama." After all, Mo Yunqiu has little acting experience. In order to play the role well, he constantly performed self-hypnosis to integrate into the role of Li Shimin. It implies that the stomach is unwell, and you must leave the meeting as soon as possible, so that the stomach is tense and causes spasms.

Luo Qiu picked up the prepared hot water and poured a small cup: "Drink some water, relax, you'll be fine in a while."

Hearing what he said, Mo Yunqiu seemed to feel that the pain did not feel so bad, so he took a few sips from the cup.

Luo Qiu supported his shoulder with one hand, and gently pressed his abdomen with the other to help him relax his muscles.

"Brother Qiu, how do you know so clearly? Will this happen to you?"

"There will be when extreme emotions are repeated."

Because the requirements are relatively high when making a movie, many scenes will inevitably have to be performed many times in order to keep improving. Extreme emotions such as anger, sadness or pain, even Luo Qiu, will inevitably accumulate negative emotions after repeated several times.Recalling that Luo Qiu lay motionless on the bed after a day's filming, Mo Yunqiu now understands that this fatigue is not only physical, but also mental.

It's not easy to be an actor!

Mo Yunqiu buried his head in drinking the water, feeling like the road was long and long.

Under Luo Qiu's massage, Mo Yunqiu completely relaxed his body, drank warm water into his stomach, and all discomfort disappeared.

"Is it better?"

Mo Yunqiu nodded, and began to lose his mind again.

Brother Qiu's hands touching my stomach are so hot, like a hot water bottle, were his hands so hot before?so comfortable!continue!do not stop!Even if I had stomach stones, he rubbed them away!

Thinking in his heart, Mo Yunqiu leaned against Luo Qiu, almost retracting into his arms.

The hot breath, blowing on the ear, a little itchy, but very comfortable.

Mo Yunqiu's ears moved, and his body rubbed unconsciously.

"Hey! Did you hear me talking to you! Why are you in a daze!" Luo Qiu didn't dare to shout loudly, but his tone changed, and he squeezed the hand holding his shoulder hard.

"Huh? What did you say?"

It turned out that he was talking about the hot air just now, no wonder it made my ears itchy.

Luo Qiu said unhappily: "I said, don't be proud, Fang Yu will be suppressed by you if he plays the role more subduedly. If he plays this role too much, he will not be Li Jiancheng. If he really suppresses your momentum, he will It shows that he is not a qualified actor."

"Yeah, I know." It's good that Mo Yunqiu didn't feel guilty, how could he be proud?

"Also, don't change the lines on your own. The scene just now didn't have much impact. You acted very well, so forget it. If you want to change the lines, you must say in advance that Lin Yuquan is a strong director and doesn't like people to make their own decisions."

Fortunately, the "Luo Qiu" brand was big, the changes were small, and the expressiveness was stronger. Fang Yu could handle it, so he acquiesced, otherwise no one would like someone who started filming and read lines randomly.

"Actually, I didn't intend to change it on purpose." Mo Yunqiu defended, recalling his emotions at the time, "I don't know how to do it, I just didn't want to say anything at that time, and I didn't think about it that much."

"I know what you're capable of, okay?" If there weren't so many people around, Luo Qiu really wanted to rub his hair.

At the end of the day, Mo Yunqiu didn't perform a few performances, but he was still exhausted.

When I returned to the residence, I didn't even take a shower, so I lay on the bed with my dead body, and finally was beaten and scolded by Luo Qiu and shoved into the bathroom. After finally washing, I continued to lie on the bed.

When Luo Qiu came out after washing, he saw Mo Yunqiu lying motionless on the bed, even his hair was still wet.

"Look at you worthless, you're not the leading role today, you're as tired as a mangy dog."

Luo Qiu took the hair dryer out of the bathroom, plugged it in at the bedside, and dried his hair for him.

As the warm wind blew across his scalp, Mo Yunqiu was so comfortable that his eyes almost narrowed, like a cat that just ate and drank, lying limp on the bed with its limbs crossed.

"Is it comfortable?" Luo Qiu bent down.

Because it was too comfortable, Mo Yunqiu didn't realize the danger of this question, so he answered honestly: "Comfortable!"

"Does it please you to serve you?"

"Cool!"

"Want to feel better?"

"want!"

Luo Qiu touched the back of his neck with his hand and squeezed it hard.

"Ah!" Mo Yunqiu jumped up from the bed, feeling sore and painful rushing straight to his brain.

Luo Qiu raised the corners of his lips and was very satisfied with his reaction: "Lie down, it's still a little dry."

Mo Yunqiu glanced at him vigilantly, and succumbed to his lust.

Speaking of which, in the past, hair blowing was either done by Luo Qiu himself, or by a stylist or Qi Wengan. Mo Yunqiu only did it once.That time Luo Qiu wanted to be lazy, but 10 minutes later, under Mo Yunqiu's miraculous hands, a bird's nest appeared on his head, and Luo Qiu's small universe exploded instantly.Since then, Luo Qiu never let him touch his head again.

Luo Qiu skillfully combed part of her hair and dried it: "I used to find it very inconvenient when I dried my hair by myself. Sometimes I thought it would be nice if I could take my hair off and blow dry."

Is it really okay to imagine such a sci-fi, fantasy and magical picture?

Mo Yunqiu touched his neck to make sure his head was still on his shoulders.

"Brother Qiu, thank you for your hard work." Thinking of Luo Qiu helping him with this and that, Mo Yunqiu habitually felt guilty.

"It's okay." Luo Qiu remained calm, "I'll keep it as a pet."

Mo Yunqiu's mouth twitched.

After drying his hair, Luo Qiu put the hair dryer aside and touched the back of his neck.

With that slap just now, Mo Yunqiu felt lingering fear and hurriedly sat up from the bed.

"Lie down, what are you excited about?"

"No need brother Qiu, I don't feel muscle soreness." Mo Yunqiu protected his neck.

"If you tell you to lie down, you just lie down, what nonsense." Luo Qiu was impatient, "You can't say that you will stay here for three months, the outside is no better than home, so you have to relax and rest every day, otherwise it will take a long time to think about it." There is no way to recover.”

"Then take it easy."

"Understood, lie down."

"Slow down, not too fast, I can't stand too fast."

"I'll be gentle, lie down!"

"and also……"

"Do you have to force me to do it myself?"

Luo Qiu grabbed Mo Yunqiu's shoulders and pressed him on the bed.He squeezed a few times on his shoulder.

"Ouch!" Mo Yunqiu screamed.

Luo Qiu lightened his strength and slowly massaged his shoulders and the back of his neck, gradually pinching his back.

Soon, Mo Yunqiu hummed comfortably.

"Put harder... ah... just that place... um... so comfortable... um..."

Luo Qiu's movements froze, and there was a hum in his head, and he shouted hoarsely: "Don't make a sound!"

Mo Yunqiu quickly shut up and buried his head in the pillow.

The atmosphere suddenly became weird. Although there was no sound, even the breathing was ambiguous.The bed shook gently rhythmically, making tiny noises, and fine beads of sweat appeared on Luo Qiu's head.

Must be tired from the massage!Luo Qiu thought to himself.

"Brother Qiu!" Mo Yunqiu raised his head from the pillow.

"Why!" Luo Qiu asked viciously, his voice a little out of control.

Mo Yunqiu seemed a little puzzled by his irascibility, but he didn't take it seriously: "Brother Qiu, how can you know everything?"

"Nonsense, do you think I am you, know nothing?"

"You don't know anything and you still kept me as an assistant for three years." Mo Yunqiu muttered.

"What did you say?" Luo Qiu's mind was in turmoil and he couldn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing..." Mo Yunqiu replied vaguely, his eyelids blinked heavily and closed together.