love nowhere

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Qi Kang did not come from a major, and it was a coincidence that he entered the entertainment circle.He rarely takes on plays, and since his debut, he has participated in only a handful of works.

On the one hand, he has no ambitions in the entertainment industry, and is just making ends meet. On the other hand, it is very troublesome for him to play a role.

For so many years, the first director who extended an olive branch to him was Lu Hai in front of him.

As a director who has been famous for many years, he didn't know what he was guilty of, and against all opinions, he had to use a second-rate figure in the entertainment industry.

So far, they have collaborated on several films, and the reputation is good.In the eyes of the public, Qi Kang can almost be regarded as the director's exclusive hero.

When he was just acting in his early years, Lu Hai taught Qi Kang how to immerse himself in acting a role.

Now, in order to repay the director, Qi Kang took over the film without hesitation, even if it was a large-scale romantic drama, he accepted it without complaint.

He briefly flipped through the script of this scene, and before closing it, he silently looked at a small print on the inside of the cover: gift, my dear Andre.

The story in the script is the personal experience of his adoptive father.Three years of nurturing time is enough for him to be him.

But that fact is as disgusting as ever.

Qi Kang closed his eyes, took off his hearing aids, attached the mask to his face, and walked quietly to the side of the champagne tower according to the script.

Stand still, open your eyes, restrain the serious and evil spirit cultivated in the military career, and the clean fragility breaks out from the body, stretches the branches, and blooms into a seductive appearance.

"Crack." The field manager made a decision.

A glamorous woman was wearing a thin red dress, revealing her almost pale skin generously. Gold jewelry hung around her neck, adding a bit of color to her thin and skinny body.

Holding the wine glass, she boredly scanned the audience, and the moment she saw the young man, her eyes were full of surprise.

Youth is Zhuang Xiang.

He was wearing the simplest black suit jacket lined with a tight white shirt.The thin fabric outlines the young man's plump and strong muscles, pulling out a straight back.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs.This is the best that is rarely seen in hunting grounds. His exuberant masculinity is like a viper in the jungle, climbing onto the young body, spitting out snake letters, and quietly seducing others.

Someone present must have noticed him, and they must start early.

The woman pretended to be elegant, swayed her body, and stepped forward on high heels, but the sound of "tattling" steps was full of impatience.

She took the young man's forearm, stretched out her slender fingers to caress the young man's black mask from bottom to top, then pinched his chin, forcing him to look into her eyes.

The two looked at each other.

Zhuang Xiang tentatively refused in astonishment, hesitated again and again, and restrainedly held the woman's hand.His palm was large, with distinct joints, and was glowing with an ambiguous light red.

He leaned over, and a deep magnetic voice sounded in the woman's ear, "Please don't do this, I'm just a servant, not worthy of your noble status."

The woman's bright red hair was blown by the breeze, she raised her lips contemptuously, and tightly held Zhuang Xiang's hand behind her back, "Follow me."

Everyone who came to hunt on the spot was noble, rich and powerful, and the woman in the red dress in front of him was obviously not someone he could refuse as a servant.Zhuang Xiang didn't struggle too much, and bowed his head, appearing to be submissive.

The woman led him out, took a step, then turned her head, observing the eyes of her prey contemptuously.

Amber pupils are reminiscent of a black cat with golden pupils, but he is not arrogant, and his eyes are full of pet-like blankness and innocence.

Everything about youth makes people tremble.

How wonderful it would be to destroy his rationality step by step, and watch such a man perish under torture, pleasure, and lust.

The woman anxiously brought Zhuang Xiang back to her extravagant private room, and ordered him to kneel on the black marble.

The young man took off his dress coat, knelt obediently, put his hands behind his back, and knelt very upright.

Seeing that his posture was not as inferior as other prey, the woman didn't feel offended, but was even more delighted.

She has found an excellent prey.

"look up."

The young man raised his head under the cold light, his eyes were full of ignorance, the skin under his neck was fair and translucent, and his Adam's apple rolled.

The woman's nails scratched the edge of the mask and tore it off forcefully, exposing Zhuang Xiang's face to her greedy eyes.

Short hair, with cyan stubble on the temples, vigorous and agile.His browbones are superior and beautiful, with smooth protruding arcs, handsome and tough.The cold white light cast on his high nose bridge, making his skin look more fair and jade-like.

The woman lifted his jaw and ordered haughtily, "please me."

Zhuang Xiang's eyebrows were furrowed, and he gently closed his eyelids forbearance. The slightly longer eyelashes fluttered like the wings of a small butterfly, gentle and weak.

"As you wish, my esteemed madam." He stood up and embraced the woman's slender waist, their bodies pressed tightly together.

Zhuang Xiang's body temperature was frighteningly high, and the woman could feel his hot skin through his clothes, as if lust was growing outward inch by inch from the bone, bringing out the passion of flesh and blood.

Sensing the woman's instinctive retreat, he lowered his head and bit her soft upper lip, his voice was muffled and hoarse, "Ma'am, look at me, don't hide."

The flexible tongue poked into the warm interior, slowly stirring the woman's emotions.Slight panting, moist kisses and bites, ambiguous sounds of clothes rubbing against each other, they fell together on the large double bed.

Zhuang Xiang's snort made the woman itchy, and the crimson color spread all the way from the collarbone to her cheeks.She quietly opened her eyes while Zhuang Xiang kissed her neck lightly, briefly enjoying the appearance of the man immersed in desire.

The youth's shirt was half-faded, and the material was sunk into his thick muscles.He was half naked, his chest was flushed, and beads of sweat hung on his earlobe, condensing primitive impulse.

He sat up on his knees, the color of the water was obvious, and the translucent traces passed through his full chest muscles, down into the lush abdominal hair, and reached the sexy triangle area.

"Ma'am." Zhuang Xiang stopped moving.

The two looked at each other, and the woman saw piety in his eyes.

The amber eyes were devoted to piety, and the original pet-like innocence and ignorance were replaced by the guilt of blasphemy. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, "Madam, can I continue?"

The woman chuckled, "You're so cute."

She put her fingers on Zhuang Xiang's waist, trying to arouse the man's emotions further, "It's come to this point, can you bear it?"

A restrained voice came out of Zhuang Xiang's throat: "Did I please you?"

"No. You don't need to be patient." The woman reached out and pinched his chin frivolously, "Little servant, continue."

The night is still long, and there are intoxicating lights outside the window, and the transparent glass reflects the interior surrounded by Eden snakes, accompanied by seductive whispers.

When the sensitive part was touched, the woman panted lightly, "Ah."

"Hurry up." Her lust consumed her reason, and now her body just wanted to sprint to the top of pleasure.

Zhuang Xiang blinked and his shoulder muscles twitched. At that moment, the hunter broke through the disguise of weakness and innocence, put his thumb on the corner of his mouth, and suppressed his terrifying smile, "Don't regret it, my dear lady."

He ground his back molars, covered the woman's nose and mouth with his wrists, bent down, and the hunter and the beast's figures overlapped, biting her fragile neck fiercely, struggling with the not sharp teeth, sinking deep, Finally, the skin is pierced, the blood vessels are probed, and the blood overflows into the mouth.

hunt.

There was blood in the corner of Zhuang Xiang's mouth, and the teeth were full of scarlet. He looked back at the night window, his amber pupils were burning brightly.

The audience was silent, and Lu Hai was full of surprise. He didn't expect Qi Kang to be able to understand the character of Zhuang Xiang so thoroughly. He seemed to have assembled the skeleton of the character in the play, and then endowed it with his own flesh and blood.

The excellent performance made everyone present shudder.Especially Zhuang Xiang's satisfied eyes after hunting at the end.

Terribly real.

"Cut, good, next game."

Qi Kang looked down at his female partner lying on the bed, she was immersed in the scene just now, and was dazed with fright.

Heh, is it still acting too similar?

He could only quickly put on his restrained and polite manner, and comforted him softly, "Thank you, you did a great job. It's over now, let's have a good rest."

Lu Hai, who was on the side, saw that his leading actor was playing so fast, he stepped forward excitedly, waved his big hand towards the man's back, and there was a clear and loud "pop".

"Good boy, your acting skills have improved again."

Immersive acting can certainly help actors to show their characters, but immersing them in characters can easily lead to the dilemma of being difficult to play.

For so many years, Qi Kang can only act in this way, and Lu Hai still remembers the embarrassment of this actor.

They had previously collaborated in a movie with the theme of extreme sports. The hero was arrogant and arrogant, and Qi Kang played him very well.

But the sequelae were that he became obsessed with extreme sports, ran out to play longboards in the middle of the night, broke his leg, and delayed the progress of the crew for nearly a month.

What's even more dumbfounding is that when Qi Kang was lying on the hospital bed, he still had the shadow of the male protagonist who was invincible, and he said that there were too many people who came to visit to meddle in their own business.

——"I'm not dead, why are they all coming to see me like they're going to a funeral?"

——"Hey, young master, I am in good health, but the doctor will not let me go out of the hospital."

The acting is flawed, but Qi Kang's effect of immersing himself in characters is indeed better than anyone else, and he can become a person in the script every time, which is incredibly vivid.

This also made Lu Hai couldn't help but keep looking for him to cooperate.

How many roles can he play?

The more Director Lu thought about it, the more excited he became, and he directly took the man away, as if he was going to have a long talk all night.

"That's great. Before the filming started, I was always worried that you would be immersed in the character and do something bad if you accidentally did something wrong. Now I can boldly push forward."

"Let me tell you, there is a cooking scene later, please act it out for me."

"Okay, okay." Actor Qi responded obediently.

When he was about to leave the set, Qi Kang felt a fiery gaze behind him.He knew who was behind him, and it was a little difficult not to notice Xie Yao's existence.

That kind of gaze is too hot, like a poor man who has walked in the desert for many years and found a source of water, wishing to fill his whole body with the nostalgia and desire to get his wish fulfilled.

Qi Kang lowered his head, the coldness in his eyes spread rapidly.

This relationship was a mistake from the very beginning, and now that person has come back, forcing them to stay together is just to easily expose his weakness to him.

Xie Yao must not have any accidents in this game.

Qi Kang straightened his body, and consciously built layers of invisible barriers to his ex-boyfriend. Every layer was pasted with the slogan "Do not approach". line of sight.

Luo Feng witnessed the whole process from the side, and couldn't bear to let the artist under him stay where he was like a demented child, dragging his clothes and hats back, "Don't look, it's not yours anymore."

"Why can't it be mine?" Xie Yao interrupted Luo Feng's movement, and smoothed the creases on the hat with distress. These were the few clothes Qi Kang left at home.

"He hid from me again."

The big boy in front of him seemed to be about to cry.

Luo Feng was overwhelmed by Xie Yao's sudden emotional outburst, and comforted him in a panic: "You will have a party with the children in two days, and you will definitely have a chance to talk then."

Xie Yao looked up to the sky and tried his best to calm down.

During the more than 90 days of the breakup, the emotions of escape, remorse, regret, nostalgia and unwillingness kept repeating in his mind.

Why did you come to this point%3F

Up to now, the emotion that occupies the most weight in Xie Yao's life is Qi Kang's longing.

Miss him, miss him so much.

When eating, all I think about are the dishes made by Qi Kang, which are very spicy but delicious.

When feeding the cat, all he could think of was Qi Kang stretching out his knuckle-boned hand and stroking the kitten's soft fur, peaceful and peaceful, as beautiful as an oil painting.

When taking a bath, what I think about is the scars that climbed along Qi Kang's strong body. Although I will be beaten if I tease him a few times, he is still docile and cute when he returns to the bed.

Now through the monitor screen, I see the person I love making kiss scenes and bed scenes, and all the pictures make my heart burn uncomfortably, and my friends around me remind myself of the fact that he has left and no longer belongs to me.

What has gone wrong and our relationship has become like this?

Xie Yao resisted the urge to cry, there was nowhere to put his heart full of love and bitterness.