Blooming on the ground

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Seeing the person coming, Fang Mufeng froze in his seat.

In the past two months of filming, he and Yan Huanchao have been in a state of almost disconnection. The big boss doesn't turn over his cards, and he doesn't bother to post it. He didn't expect that the other party suddenly appeared like this—and it happened the day after he was injured.

Of course he wouldn't be sentimental, thinking that Yan Huanchao came for him, but he couldn't help thinking too much because of the coincidence of time.

At the moment of his hesitation, Li Jiaping was the first to stand up, and greeted warmly: "Hey, where is the wind that blows King Yan over here?"

Gao Linyuan reacted slowly, not only smiled on his always serious face, but also got up to welcome him in and sit down.

"You're welcome, Dao Gao Li," Yan Huan stepped forward to shake hands with Gao Linyuan and Li Jiaping, then walked straight between Wang Ni and Guan Xueru, hugged their shoulders, and said with a smile, "It's the wind of the two goddesses that blows me away. Come."

Guan Xueru put his hands on his shoulders, looked up at him with a smile without saying a word, and said, "I said I came to visit the class but I never came. I only came when everything was done."

Yan Huanchao said: "Better late than never, I didn't bother everyone."

"Excuse me?" Wang Ni joked, "Director Gao still expects you to act in his play, isn't it Director Gao?"

Gao Linyuan smiled kindly rarely, and brought up the old matter again: "I have been invited several times, and it will be unreasonable to refuse next time."

Li Jiaping ordered the waiter to buy new bowls and chopsticks. Yan Huanchao poured half a glass of wine and respected Gao Linyuan first: "Director Gao can appreciate it. If you have a suitable book, you will definitely do your best."

Gao Linyuan was in a good mood, and immediately exchanged drinks with him and chatted enthusiastically.

Fang Mufeng watched them interact across the dining table, and casually acted as a foil. During the period, Wang Ni greeted them and joined them for a few words.

In front of Yan Huanchao, he acted like an ordinary junior and junior relationship, Fang Mufeng cooperated with the performance very well, so the two pretended not to know each other all night.

The drama was not over until after the dinner, and the two of them sat in the back of the car without saying a word, looking like they were no more than acquaintances.

Coming out of the restaurant, Yan Huanchao leaned over and whispered in his ear, "I'll see you off."

Fang Mufeng nodded and asked Luo Tian to go back to the hotel to rest on his own.

Luo Tian looked complicated, he quickly glanced at him and Yan Huanchao, turned around and left.

Fang Mufeng knew that the kid still had a lump in his heart, and he couldn't accept him serving others with sex.But he is quite sober about his situation, since he has become a monk, there is no need to erect a memorial archway, and it is more practical to take this road with his heart.

In the car, Zhao Qingyi looked at Fang Mufeng through the rearview mirror, and expressed concern: "Mr. Fang's face is injured, why is his forehead also swollen?"

When Zhao Qingyi said this, Yan Huanchao was examining Fang Mufeng with his eyes. After a while, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him closer to him.

Fang Mufeng didn't move, feeling Yan Huanchao's fingers gently caressing his forehead, side face and the corners of his mouth... After a long while, he waited for him to say: "It's all for teasing?"

The facts were in front of him and he couldn't deny it. Fang Mufeng admitted it honestly, but he looked straight at Yan Huanchao, obviously not thinking there was anything wrong with it.

Yan Huanchao also looked at him quietly for a while, then smiled suddenly: "Sit up."

Fang Mufeng frowned slightly, but after a few seconds of stalemate, he still obeyed.He thought that no matter how presumptuous Yan Huanchao was, he wouldn't go too far in front of others.

The space in the car was not that spacious, and when Fang Mufeng straddled Yan Huanchao with his legs apart, his neck stretched and his head hit the roof of the car hard.

Originally, the filming had already had a face full of injuries, but now it was fine. The old injury had not healed and a new injury was added to the top of the head. Fang Mufeng immediately cried out in pain, and poured it into Yan Huanchao's arms like ooze.

Yan Huanchao smiled happily, wrapped the back of Fang Mufeng's head with his palm, rubbed it, and did not forget to take the opportunity to hurt him: "Do you know it hurts now?"

Fang Mufeng looked up at Yan Huanchao from his arms, his expression full of displeasure.The bump was really painful, and after drinking, he became presumptuous, showing his temper directly in front of the big boss.

However, Yan Huanchao pinched his chin with great interest, admired it carefully, and sighed: "Baby is more interesting than usual."

Fang Mufeng said in his heart that this was some kind of bad taste, and he was definitely trying to make fun of him.Just as he was about to speak out to refute, he felt Yan Huanchao's lips sticking to his neck, rubbing gently with his wet tongue, moving up the jaw line, licking and kissing his wound inch by inch.

Facing such teasing, Fang Mufeng's piece of ice was dumbed down instantly, and he was even aroused.He couldn't help but search for the other's lips and kiss them.

Yan Huan asked while kissing him, how long will we be filming here?

Fang Mufeng reported a date in a trance. If the progress goes well, it will be completed on the [-]rd of next month.

Yan Huanchao then asked about his recent achievements in filming, listened and chatted with a steady breath, and his lips returned to the side of Fang Mufeng's neck, kissing and sucking lightly.

The two lingered in the car in disheveled clothes for a long time, chatting about filming one after another, chatting with each other.

Fang Mufeng was dazed the whole time, but he was able to get some inspiration from Yan Huanchao's few words.

Zhao Qingyi put down the partition very sensibly, and drove around the remote street.

Yan Huanchao distractedly glanced at the window, grabbed Fang Mufeng's waist and put it on his body, adjusted his coat, then raised his head and gently kissed the corner of his damaged lips.

"Take a good rest, it would be a pity to have a scar on such a beautiful and acting face." Yan Huanchao smiled.

I thought that Yan Huanchao would go back to the hotel with him, although Yan Daying in the car took advantage of it, but he was the one who had a good time, and Fang Mufeng clearly felt that Yan Huanchao was frighteningly hot, and he was ready to go.

However, when the car was parked in front of the hotel, Yan Huanchao showed no sign of getting out of the car. He only ordered Luo Tian to go back first after the shooting was finished, and to inform Qingyi in advance that he would come to the set to pick him up.

Fang Mufeng nodded, and asked Yan Huanchao, "Then aren't you staying here tonight?"

"I have an appointment with an old senior tomorrow, and I'm going to fly back tonight," Yan Huanchao said with a faint smile, "Don't you want to?"

Fang Mufeng looked at Yan Huanchao without saying a word. If he insisted that Boss Yan flew back and forth in a day just to visit some old senior, then he would be really stupid and hopelessly stupid.

During the moment when he was silent, Yan Huanchao reached out and touched his side face, and said softly: "You forget about me as soon as you act. If the mountain doesn't come, I will be there. I will have to go and go to the mountain."

Yan Huanchao's eyes and tone at this time were different from usual. If he had to use an analogy to describe his feelings, it would probably be like bumping into a soft floating cloud and being wrapped up gently.His heart pounded against his chest a few times, and it took Fang Mufeng a while to realize that Yan Huanchao lowered his posture to retreat, maybe he was "acting like a baby" with him.

The other party's ability to do this for him is much better than those in the circle who don't treat people as people. Fang Mufeng can understand why Ling Chuan let go of Yan Huanchao.Full support and careful guidance in career, gentle and measured in bed and off, always give people a feeling that he really cares for you and loves you.

It would be a lie to say that he was not moved at all, but Fang Mufeng intuitively felt that indulging in such emotions would be harmful.

After a while, he finally said, "Actually, they are all minor injuries, nothing serious."

Whether the other party is sincerely caring about it or doing it on a whim, Fang Mufeng resists this kind of warm concern from the bottom of his heart. He hopes that the relationship between the two can be simple and straightforward.

As if Fang Mufeng was pretending to be indifferent, Yan Huanchao bent his fingers and knocked on his forehead, and said with a smile: "Fool, go back."

Before getting out of the car, Zhao Qingyi handed Fang Mufeng a paper bag, saying that there was a swelling ointment in it, which was gentle on the skin and very effective.

Fang Mufeng took it and said thank you, then looked at Zhao Qingyi, really admiring Zhao Qingyi's calm expression from beginning to end.

But it's true, Zhao Qingyi has been with Yan Huanchao for so many years, and the noise in the other party's car is probably no surprise.Fang Mufeng felt that perhaps in Zhao Qing's eyes, he was no different from other gadgets that made a name for Bo.

Now Yan Huanchao seems to be putting tenderness and affection on him, but the same routine may have been used on others, and there must be new people who will accept this favor in the future.

And Zhao Qingyi just kept watching, one by one, like crucian carp crossing the river, scrambling to climb onto Yan Da's bed, and fell into the abyss called desire and ambition, and he was just one of them.

Thinking of this, Fang Mufeng felt relieved from the bottom of his heart that he was neither the only nor special one. As long as what was owed was not feelings, everything would become much simpler and lighter.

Fang Mufeng came to the set early at dawn, and he didn't exclude his scenes this morning, but he used to come to the set to watch other actors and learn from them.

Sheng Lan made a phone call, and immediately said, "I heard that Huan Chao came to visit your class last night."

Fang Mufeng paused, and responded calmly: "He visited the classes of Mr. Wang and Mr. Guan."

"Drunkard doesn't mean to drink, he comes to see you as soon as he hears you are hurt, he treats you very dearly," Sheng Lan said clearly, "If I didn't know Huan Chao's personality, I would have mistakenly thought that he was playing with you for real. "

Fang Mufeng smiled, but his voice sounded extremely calm: "You said it too, it's just an illusion."

Sheng Lan wanted to remind him a few more words, but when he heard Fang Mufeng's indifference, he knew that he was a person who could see clearly and clearly, and knew where he should be in this relationship, so he only asked him to film and protect be yourself.

Half a month later, Fang Mufeng finished filming smoothly. On the night when he left the crew, everyone gathered for dinner and drank some wine.

After nearly three months of filming, Gao Linyuan completely changed Fang Mufeng's view. When Fang Mufeng toasted him, Gao Linyuan patted him on the shoulder and told him to cherish his talent and hone his acting skills.

Before leaving, Wang Ni gave Fang Mufeng another hug, just like when he first came to the crew.They have been a mother and son for almost three months in the movie, and Wang Ni has taken care of and taught him a lot on weekdays, and he has shown affection.

"Summer is coming. If you have a chance to fall in love, don't just focus on acting and work." She stretched her eyebrows and smiled like a flower swaying in the spring breeze.

Fang Mufeng couldn't help smiling.

The dinner party lasted until late at night. Sitting in the Mercedes-Benz, Fang Mufeng was physically and mentally exhausted. Every time he acted, he had to empty himself without reservation, and then re-inject his energy and emotions during the break.This process is quite torturous, but he never tires of it.

Compared with the boring canary life in the previous life, it is much more comfortable and stable to stay on the set, and that is his world.

Past life... This word suddenly popped up in his mind. Fang Mufeng leaned on the back seat of the car in a daze and lost his mind. Perhaps the alcohol had begun to take effect.However, more than half a year after his rebirth, he already had a trance feeling of "looking back at a hundred years", and he didn't know if he dreamed of this life in the previous life, or dreamed of the previous life in this life.

Arriving at the destination, it was Yan Huanchao's villa in the city. Fang Mufeng was still leaning on the car seat with his eyes closed.

When the car stopped, Zhao Qing called "Mr. Fang" several times. In fact, he could feel and hear it, but he just didn't want to wake up.

Such a heart is like a skin, covered with wind and frost in the world of mortals, and dying in the play, it is rare to find a small place to unload everything temporarily and rest.

Not long after, the car door opened, and it was vaguely felt that someone hugged him, and a pair of strong and powerful arms supported him, steady and gentle.Such a tall and straight figure like him, but at this moment was properly held by that person's embrace, and instantly looked petite.

Fang Mufeng felt that he was being treated like a child again, but at the moment he was content to be content with this relaxation and stability, he was reluctant to open his eyes, adjusted his position in his arms to make himself more comfortable, and really fell asleep.