you come a little closer

The hallway was empty.

The bouquet of flowers was very fresh, obviously just bought, and it was crooked at her door, probably not sent by mistake.

Yu Cong'an looked at it for a while, but didn't pick it up, so he took a photo and sent it to Sister Lei.

【You bought it for me? 】

Sister Lei immediately sent a sleepy voice, accusing her: "You are becoming less and less human. Capitalists will cry when they see it, and slave owners will be silent when they see it! Why don't you let me go to buy flowers in the morning? Build you a magic castle!"

But soon, perhaps because she saw the content clearly, she withdrew the message in embarrassment, and tried to be serious: "It's not me, could it be your fan?"

Of course Yu Cong'an knew it wasn't Sister Lei, but she also guessed that she wouldn't be a fan.

She didn't reply to the message, put her phone in her pocket, and threw it into the trash can without looking at it when she went downstairs.

Today we are filming another ambiguous scene.

Yu Cong'an didn't want to worry about who sent the flowers, so he went to the dressing room first when he arrived at the set.

The makeup artist quickly finished her makeup. She was adjusting the stiff collar in front of her neck. There were footsteps behind her, and the mirror reflected the appearance of the person coming.

Today her costume is a short black suspender skirt, which is light and familiar, but the puff sleeves and fluffy skirt still match the age of the characters in the play.

She has a very good figure, and her clothes fit her finely, especially with the pair of black thin high heels on her feet, and the lines of her long legs are slender and smooth.

Lin Qingfeng is a young man, both physically and mentally, full of vigor and drive.But the Tan Yi in front of me is more like...

Yu Cong'an thought of the heroine in the movie he was currently working on - "The Beautiful Legend of Sicily".

Falling from the clouds into the quagmire of carnality and lust, but not contaminated by the wind and dust.Her red lips were slightly parted. If she was biting a cigarette, maybe even the smoke ring she exhaled would be sexy.

This kind of association was quickly stopped by her, because Tan Yi had already walked to her and sat down, "Why are you looking at me like this, this look is not good-looking?"

She casually fiddled with the various brushes on the table.

Yu Cong'an said truthfully, "It's pretty nice."

Tan Yi's fingertips let go of the brush and landed on the edge of the table. The corners were made of metal, making a slight sound.

The dressing tables of the two were joined together, Tan Yi's long legs swayed slightly, and the tip of her high heels would touch Yu Cong'an from time to time.

For the last time, she didn't retract her legs, but just stood there, turned her head to look at Yu Cong'an, and asked softly: "Then, am I attractive with my appearance?"

Yu Cong'an ignored her small gestures under the table, and raised his finger on the neckline, "The seduction is the seduction, but..."

Before the words came out, Tan Yi interrupted, with an ambiguous tone, "Then why don't you look at me?"

Her voice was very soft, like her movements under the table, both unintentional and deliberate, just a gentle tickle, which could tickle people's hearts, but not really get angry.

Yu Cong'an glanced at her, looked at her from top to bottom, and then looked around, making sure that there was no one, and then turned his gaze to Tan Yi's face.

"Tan Yi," she called her name, "Why do I feel that you have been very coquettish recently?"

She didn't want to be so straightforward at first, and the two of them are not very familiar, but Tan Yi gave her a stronger and stronger feeling, as if deliberately wearing it for her to see, deliberately speaking for her, deliberately coming to seduce her she.

"Is there?" Tan Yi's expression became much more normal now, she smiled, retracted her legs, and said, "I'm looking for a character."

that is it?

Yu Cong'an couldn't see anything from her face, and she didn't think about it any more. She thought about it and said, "Are you sure you want to dress like this?"

Lin Qingfeng is not what she looks like at the moment.

Lin Qingfeng's teasing and flattery are the frankness and enthusiasm of young people, with edges and corners, which can occasionally hurt people.

The woman in front of her was more like Tan Yi herself.

It is a perfectly ripe peach with soft skin and plenty of flesh. When you touch it a little, it will be full of juice.

Tan Yi nodded in agreement: "I don't feel good either."

Just as Yu Cong'an wanted to tell her that she could change it, the latter said in a pretentious manner: "It's still too conservative."

"..."

This scene was in the studio. Lin Qingfeng practiced painting for a long time and it was too boring, so she proposed to paint on Lan Meng's shoulders. During this time, her emotions and desires for Lan Meng had accumulated to the extreme, breaking through the valve, and pressing Lan Meng She asked for a kiss, but was interrupted by Lan Meng's husband who came out of the blue.

The studio's studio has been set up. Wang Linke and the lighting engineer are looking for light. Tan Yi sits in front of the canvas and listens to their opinions to adjust the position.

Yu Cong'an leaned against the door, watching her.

Tan Yi naturally noticed her gaze and raised her head: "Teacher Yu?"

Yu Cong'an walked up to her, and his eyes fell on her skirt. The white skin and the dress presented two extreme and dazzling contrasts. After a moment, she said, "If you have been painting for a long time, your body will not be so clean."

Tan Yi looked at her thoughtfully, and said, "That's right, can you wipe some for me?"

"Ask the director first."

Wang Linke happened to pass by, and said indifferently, "I have no objection, just watch."

Yu Cong'an stared at her for two seconds, picked a little bit of the paint with his fingertips, mixed it with that to create a color, and then applied it to Tan Yi's body.

Seemingly disorganized, the color matches the black dress on her, like a seaside where the darkness is about to fade.

Tan Yi stared at her fingertips and said, "The aesthetics are pretty good, Mr. Yu."

Yu Cong'an just smiled.

"Fortunately."

Not long after, Wang Linke finished the debugging and officially started filming.

Lan Meng half sat on the beanbag sofa.

Her knitted sweater was pushed to the back, and there was a paintbrush running on it on her smooth shoulders, winding up from her collarbone, and the last stroke stopped on her shoulders.

It is a water plant with a free posture.

Lin Qingfeng looked at his work without saying a word, Lan Meng pulled up his clothes and said, "Qingfeng, do you have any inspiration?"

Unexpectedly, in the next second, she was pressed down on the sofa by Lin Qingfeng.

The soft sofa, bearing the weight of the two men, collapsed quickly.

Lan Meng exclaimed: "You are crazy!"

Lin Qingfeng didn't care. She didn't know where the paintbrush was lost. She held Lan Meng's hand, "Yes, I'm crazy, and I want to drive you crazy together. Teacher Lan, this water plant can grow into your body. Does it take root in your body, in your heart?"

The two just stared at each other.

Yu Cong'an didn't have many lines in this scene, but more eye scenes.

Although Tan Yi in front of her is still dressed in gaudy clothes, she doesn't feel out of place at all, and she doesn't have the feeling that she is about to go to the sky in the dressing room just now.

She didn't know if it was Tan's intentional teasing, or if she had really found the right feeling within a period of time.

The warm breath in front of her gradually approached, and Yu Cong'an could hardly see her face clearly, even the outline was a bit blurred.

She tensed up.

Da da da……

The sound of leather shoes sounded in the corridor on the floor, and the man's deep and deep voice sounded: "Lanmeng!"

It was her husband's voice.

wrong……

He obviously entered the arena earlier, and the rhythm was much earlier. Yu Cong'an focused on the person in front of him, was startled by him, was slightly dazed, and fell off the sofa.

Tan Yi clasped her wrist, brought her back to the sofa, leaned forward, rubbed her red lips on her earlobe, as if to comfort her, biting said: "Teacher, don't be afraid."

teacher.

Is it Teacher Lan or Teacher Yu?

Yu Cong'an snapped back to his senses, finally able to maintain his emotions, Tan Yi's little finger lightly rubbed her elbow, reminding her of something.

She took a breath, pushed her hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Qingfeng..."

"No."

This time it's a pass.

This wasn't the actor Zhou Du's early entry, but Wang Linke's deliberate arrangement, in order to capture Lan Meng's unexpected reactions.

The final effect is very good.

He looked at the screen on the monitor, and said to the assistant director next to him: "This one is very good, and they are all in good condition."

The assistant director nodded, and the monitor screen just came to the scene where Lin Qingfeng was biting Lan Meng's ear, he touched his chin and said, "It's very good and true, but I always feel that the two of them are in great condition. "

It's so good that it's like they're really flirting.

Recently, I heard that there is a "from one to the end" group in the production team, which seems to be built just for the two of them.

Wang Linke didn't take it seriously, and looked at him with a laugh: "Did you not sleep enough, thinking about something wildly. At most, it's because the two of them have a good aura."

The assistant director also felt that he was thinking too much.

The screen on the monitor was over, and Wang Linke took the walkie-talkie and said, "This shot was very good, Xiaoyu Tanyi, you guys get ready, the next scene is in Group B."

When getting up from the sofa, Yu Cong'an only felt some pain in his wrist.

It is estimated that Tan Yi's strength made it a little big.

Tan Yi pulled the hem of the skirt, glanced at her, and asked, "Did I hurt you?"

"It's okay." Yu Cong'an rubbed it twice and then let go, and she said, "Thank you just now."

Tan Yi's lips curled into a smile: "No need."

The photography team almost rushed to the next studio to make preparations. It was originally a cutscene, and now there are almost only the two of them left here

Tan Yi held the black thermos cup and kept drinking water. Yu Cong'an looked a little strange at the amount of water he drank, and glanced at her: "Are you very thirsty?"

"No," Tan Yi stopped drinking water, her knuckles glowed against the background of the thermos cup, she met Yu Cong'an's gaze, and said softly, "People have desires, Teacher Yu doesn't care do you know?"

of course I know.

Tan Yi's lips were moist and translucent, and Yu Cong'an knew what she was going to say. Sure enough, Tan Yi stared at her, licked the water on her lips with the tip of her tongue, and said, "I was hooked into the play by Teacher Yu." , so take your time."

There is a window in the studio, and the sky outside is still gray.

Yu Cong'an walked to the window, took a look at it, and thought to himself, Tan Yi has really let himself go a little bit lately, to put it simply, it's just a little messy.

Like a little fox that has been hiding in the world for a long time, holding back her temper and covering her paws, but showing her fox tail swaggeringly in the night when no one is around.

Neither of them spoke in the studio.

Suddenly, a young stage manager hurried over. He thought she was here to urge the two of them to rush to the next stage, but unexpectedly, she was holding flowers in her hands and stuffed them into Yu Cong'an's hands.

Her eyes were still a little ambiguous, and she said, "Mr. Yu, someone sent you flowers."