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After the day's filming, Mo Yunqiu lay lazily on the bed. Although today's task was not heavy, due to some ulterior reasons, he was very unhappy at the end of the day.

He nestled softly on the bed, buried his head in the pillow, and looked at Luo Qiu on the other bed with half of his face exposed.

Luo Qiu rested one leg on the bed and propped the other on the ground. He was sitting on the head of the bed and was concentrating on pressing the phone. His fingers touched the screen and made soft and inaudible sounds, which were frequent and rapid.Obviously this sound could be ignored casually, but at this moment Mo Yunqiu felt that the sound of rain hitting the washbasin was still noisy, and he felt a little restless.

He tossed and turned for a while, then said sullenly, "Brother Qiu, my back hurts."

"Oh." Luo Qiu answered absently, but he didn't move at all. He still maintained this posture and sent a message, but the speed of his fingers was a little faster.

Just when Mo Yunqiu couldn't help but wanted to yell a second time, Luo Qiu slowly dropped the phone, sat beside his bed, and pressed his wide hand on his waist.

A bright smile hung on Mo Yunqiu's face for a moment, he narrowed his eyes comfortably, and enjoyed it humbly.

All the blood in the whole body rushed to the place where Luo Qiu's hands touched, his limbs and bones flowed unimpeded, any soreness, any fatigue, all flew to the sky.

But just when Mo Yunqiu was feeling refreshed, "Didu", a very discordant voice sounded.

Luo Qiu stopped the movement of his hands for a moment, leaned over and grabbed the phone, pressed the phone with one hand, and continued to rub Mo Yunqiu's waist with the other hand.

Hello!It's too obvious to be perfunctory!

Mo Yunqiu's eyebrows furrowed together, because of distraction, the strength on his waist fluctuated from light to heavy, and the position was not right.

An evil fire burned in his stomach.

"Brother Qiu, who are you chatting with?" Mo Yunqiu asked with suppressed anger.

Luo Qiu didn't notice his emotional change at all, and he was still massaging casually while sending messages: "Ning Yu asked me how to perform tomorrow's play, and I'm telling him."

It really was him!It really was him!

Mo Yunqiu roared inwardly and almost jumped up.

But he remained calm on the surface: "Why do you care about him so much, you didn't care about this kind of newcomer at all before."

"I used to be too busy to teach acting to irrelevant people, and I also had to consider some interpersonal relationships. It was impossible to teach this and not teach that, and it would be a joke. Now I don't have this concern, anyway. Being idle is also idle." After sending the message, Luo Qiu put down his phone.

When both hands touched Mo Yunqiu's waist, he smiled contentedly again.

But within a few seconds, there was another "beep".

The upturned corners of the mouth instantly turned down.

Luo Qiu picked up the phone again.

I rely on!If you don't become a film star, you will be idle like this!Why was I so busy like a dog when I was an assistant?Why are you free?How could it be free?You can talk to me!Look at me lying flat and waiting for you to talk to me!I used to talk to you all the time!

Luo Qiu put down the phone.

Mo Yunqiu hugged the pillow again, squinting his eyes and smiling.

beep!

What the hell!

It's not over yet!

"Forget it, I'm going to bed, you go to bed too, don't talk to him anymore." Mo Yunqiu's tone was full of resentment.

"Well, okay, you go to sleep." Luo Qiu patted his waist a few times, and sat on his bed and pressed his phone without blinking his eyes.

Mo Yunqiu said angrily, "What are you still talking to him about?"

"He said he couldn't tell on the phone."

That is, how tiring it is to type, so stop talking!

"So he asked if he could come over and teach him face to face."

Damn, that guy has a good idea!

"No!" Mo Yunqiu blurted out.

Luo Qiu still stared at the phone intently, nodded a few times: "Well, I told him you are going to sleep, don't come over."

This is more or less...

One minute later, Luo Qiu was still sending messages.

"Not finished yet?"

"He said there was no one there and told me to go over there."

Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck!What does that guy want to do!

Ten thousand mud horses galloped past Mo Yunqiu's heart, he resisted the urge to rush over and grab the phone and throw it out of the window: "What do you say?"

"I said..." Luo Qiu yawned.

Mo Yunqiu almost pressed against him: "What?"

"I said I'm going to bed too, and I'll talk about it tomorrow."

Mo Yunqiu breathed a sigh of relief, and happily covered himself with the quilt.

It was only then that Luo Qiu realized that he seemed to be asking a lot of questions about Ning Yu, and said strangely: "Hey, you seem to care about him very much. Play your part well, don't meddle in other people's business, and don't put your mind on such unreasonable things." related people."

Depend on!You said it the other way around!It is you who care about him very much!You are meddling in your own business, put your mind on irrelevant people!Mo Yunqiu's heart roared again, and he couldn't explain it.

Luo Qiu turned off the light, went back to his bed and lay down.

Mo Yunqiu pressed his chest tightly and closed his eyes.He was really going to sleep, and he still couldn't fall asleep for a while, so he opened his eyes from time to time and peeked at Luo Qiu who was on the opposite bed.

Suddenly, Luo Qiu moved and touched the phone from the bedside table.

The faint blue light shone on his face, and there was a feeling of alienation and coldness, and Mo Yunqiu's heart trembled instantly.

Still want to talk!Can it be better?

Mo Yunqiu suddenly jumped up from the bed: "What are you still talking to him about!"

Luo Qiu looked at him inexplicably, and after ten seconds of silence, he said, "I'm setting the alarm clock, don't oversleep tomorrow."

Mo Yunqiu put the quilt over his head and fell heavily on the bed.

What a depressing day!

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The next day when Mo Yunqiu came to the set, he looked around to see where Ning Yu was, but he couldn't find anyone. After a long time of insinuating, he realized that his scene was still scheduled for the afternoon, and he had to learn a set of sword dancing moves in the morning.

But the joyful mood didn't last long. Just halfway through a scene, I saw Ning Yu coming to the palace where the filming was done, and went straight to Luo Qiu as soon as she entered.

Luo Qiu was still seriously watching Mo Yunqiu's acting, but as soon as Ning Yu came, he pulled him and whispered into his ear, not knowing what he was talking about.

Mo Yunqiu, who was still acting, felt as if his heart was on fire, wishing to have a pair of smooth ears.

After walking around once, turning his gaze back, both Luo Qiu and Ning Yu were gone. Looking at the empty space from the corner of his eye, Mo Yunqiu's heart sank.

After the play, Mo Yunqiu ran out while still wearing a dragon robe, looking for the two of them everywhere.There is no outside the hall, no dressing room, no utility room, and the crew members passing by were surprised to see "Li Shimin" running in the corridor with a displeased expression on his dragon robe and jade belt, and they were all surprised.

Finally, he saw a familiar figure in the corner between the two palaces.

There is a small open space, usually no one will come, it can be regarded as a small piece of quiet place in the bustling film and television city.

Ning Yu was only wearing unlined clothing, holding a prop sword in her hand, and was dancing the sword in the open space.Although he is not tall, he is well-proportioned, with the frailty and greenness of a young man. The long sword reflects a dazzling silver light in the sun, and the dark red sword tassels hang down long, flying up and down with the long sword's dancing. Draw a beautiful arc.Because he has a certain foundation, his movements are clean and sharp, not like a newcomer at all, the rigidity of the silver sword and the softness of the sword spike are perfectly blended together, with a variety of styles.

Luo Qiu folded his arms and sat on the porch, slightly tilting his head to watch him dance the sword.The sun shone on his shoulders, and there was a dazzling brilliance. Although he was just sitting quietly, he had the majesty of dominating the world. Even if he changed his body, he couldn't hide this temperament that originated from the depths of his soul.

Mo Yunqiu's heart was blocked by something, he really wanted to rush over to pull Luo Qiu away, but in the end he just hid in the corner and peeped from a distance.

Ning Yu held the sword in one hand, pressed the sword with two fingers in one hand, twisted her body continuously, and after turning around for an unknown number of times, she landed steadily.

Crisp applause sounded, and Luo Qiu stood up.

Ning Yu supported her hands, jumped up from the ground lightly, and smiled brightly: "Do I dance well?"

Mo Yunqiu frowned, feeling that the question was very particular. He didn't ask "Did you dance well?", but "Did you dance well?" Although it was only one more word, there was a lot of emotion in the words. very different.

"Dancing very well." Luo Qiu praised.

I don't know if Luo Qiu felt the nuance in the words, and the answer was "good" instead of "good-looking", but Mo Yunqiu, who was eavesdropping, was still extremely upset.

Luo Qiu picked up Ning Yu's coat and handed it over: "Put it on quickly, be careful not to catch a cold in such a cold day."

Mo Yunqiu yelled at your sister in his heart, why don't you worry about me catching a cold, I am also very cold!He tore off the sleeves of the dragon robe a little, completely forgetting who put the clothes on him after filming.

"Is there any room for improvement?"

"You should ask the instructor about the dance moves. I personally think it is quite beautiful." Luo Qiu said, "But there is one thing, this dance is for the prince to watch alone, not for himself, nor is it a dance. To many people, it appears to be a dance, but it is actually a show of love, which is completely different from your usual dance on the stage. When you danced the sword just now, your eyes were not right, and you didn't look at me."

Ning Yu immediately understood what Luo Qiu meant, but her face blushed suspiciously.

Luo Qiu comforted: "But it's normal if you can't express your feelings towards me, anyway, you just know."

"No...not..." Ning Yu was eager to defend, but she didn't know what to defend.

When Mo Yunqiu heard the word "show love", his eyelids twitched, and he almost didn't come back.

"Let's go back, we've been out for a long time." Luo Qiu looked at his watch.

Mo Yunqiu took a few steps back, turned his head and ran, and only after running for a while did he wake up: I didn't do anything wrong, why are you in such a panic?

Back on the set, Mo Yunqiu quickly found his chair and sat down, took a deep breath to calm himself down.

After a while Luo Qiu came back, Mo Yunqiu pretended he didn't know anything, and asked nonchalantly, "Are you back? Where did you go?"

Luo Qiu nodded casually: "Ning Yu has learned how to dance the sword, find a place to dance for me, and I will give some suggestions along the way."

Mo Yunqiu was speechless, he couldn't even catch up with the honesty.

"Oh, how did you dance?" Mo Yunqiu could only ask casually.

"pretty good."

Mo Yunqiu moved unhappily, and said unconvinced: "Dancing, I can do it too."

Luo Qiu's eyes lit up: "You can still dance? I've never seen you dance before."

Mo Yunqiu was proud: "I know a lot, so I have to report to you."

Luo Qiu laughed and said, "What dance did you dance?"

"Jazz, hip-hop, what I learned in film school, those who sing and dance, I can do it." When Mo Yunqiu praised himself, he couldn't help belittling "those who sing".

"Oh?" Luo Qiu's words changed several tones, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I didn't expect you to be able to dance."

Mo Yunqiu was terrified by his laughter: "Why? No way?"

"Okay, so many skills don't overwhelm you." Luo Qiu moved closer and whispered, "Turn around and show me."

Unprecedented shyness surged up, and what's going on with this "give me a laugh" tone?

"Why, why did I show you the dance..."

Luo Qiu put on a straight face: "You're not a striptease, why can't you show me it? Even if it's a striptease, I have the right to watch it!"

Mo Yunqiu spat out a mouthful of blood: "Why do you have the right to watch it? No, why should I do a striptease? No matter what kind of dance!"

"Why? You must have shown it to others in school, so I must watch it too! Otherwise it's not fair!"

Mo Yunqiu didn't know how he got into fairness at all: "Where is there a place to jump?"

The open space just now is definitely not good. If someone passes by and sees the actor dancing for his assistant, the style of painting will change from a song and dance movie to a horror movie in an instant.

"Wait back to the room, I'll move the bed and let you dance." Luo Qiu thought for a while, then smiled and said, "You prepare well, I'll take a picture of it."

Mo Yunqiu was terrified: "Why did you take the picture?"

"In case you hack my red envelope again in the future, I'll post the video online." Luo Qiu smirked.

"How vengeful you are!" Mo Yunqiu thought about it and felt wrong, whose image was ruined?

"Hmph, if you are disobedient in the future..." Luo Qiu patted his hand threateningly, and then squeezed it, "Why are your hands so cold?"

"Ah?" The topic changed too quickly, and Mo Yunqiu couldn't keep up with the rhythm. He rubbed his hands, feeling a little guilty.Was it not cold after standing outside for so long?

Luo Qiu took out a fur hand warmer from his bag, grabbed his hand and stuffed it in, while sighing: "Wear it, look at you, what would you do without me?"

Damn, I used to say that without Xiaoqiu, the one who can't take care of himself seems to be you!

Luo Qiu found another cloak to cover him. The neckline of the cloak was also fluffy, and it was comfortable and soft against the skin.

Mo Yunqiu put on a hand warmer and leaned comfortably on the chair, feeling so warm, he unconsciously laughed again.