You CP fans can't do this.

Ying Weixing has not been idle while filming in the crew.

Received two interviews.Time was so tight that both interviews were conducted in Ying Weixing's RV while he was waiting on the set.

Another magazine shoot was taken, and the location of the shoot was specially chosen to be relatively close to him, but it was still more than half an hour's drive away, and it was rare for Ying Weixing to end work at [-] o'clock. This is already relatively early recently. Rush to shoot magazines.

Recently, his film schedule was already full, and he temporarily intervened in other work. He was so tired that he didn't have the energy to check his mobile phone in his spare time on the set. He simply seized all the time to take a nap.

It was the same today, Ying didn't wake up and fell asleep in the car as soon as he got in the car.

When they arrived at the shooting location, Yuan Xiaoyuan called him several times, but he didn't wake him up.

In fact, Yuan Xiaoyuan felt sorry for him, and didn't have the heart to call him too rough/violently, because she should have been too tired recently.But when I think about the fact that there are still a large group of staff waiting for Ying Weixing to shoot, if the shooting ends soon, so many people will not be able to get off work.

Yuan Xiaoyuan gritted his teeth, and was about to push him, when the car door was moved away from the outside with a clang.

Yuan Xiaoyuan looked over after hearing the reputation, and found that it was Jiang Yilin: "Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Yilin probed: "Is he asleep?"

"Well, I was about to wake him up..."

"Let me do it."

"Ah? This is not good." Yuan Xiaoyuan stretched out his hand and patted it twice, "Xing Xing, wake up, Teacher Jiang is here.

Jiang Yilin glanced at Yuan Xiaoyuan, then at her: I hope she won't wake up.

However, the sky failed to fulfill his wish, and in the next second, there was movement before Ying woke up.

"Huh? Huh..." Ying Weixing made a sleepy nasal sound, gradually woke up, and asked while yawning, "Are you here?"

"Yes. Teacher Jiang came here specially to pick you up."

Ying Wei's drowsiness dissipated a lot, and he sat up slowly while leaning on the back of the seat, "Teacher Jiang? Jiang Yilin..."

Jiang Yilin said beside him, "It's me."

Ying Weixing turned her head in a daze, rubbed her eyes: "It's not a dream, why are you here?"

"Shooting, duo magazine."

"Oh, yes..." Ying Weixing wriggled out of the seat, "I'm falling asleep..."

Jiang Yilin saw that he was still walking unsteadily, so he reached out to help him, "Tired?"

"tired……"

Jiang Yilin raised her hand to his face.

Ying Weixing only felt the familiar coldness on his face, "Oh yogurt?!"

Jiang Yilin rolled the can of yogurt on his face: "Are you awake now?"

"Use this trick every time."

Jiang Yilin smiled: "As long as it works for you."

"Did you endorse yogurt? No matter where you go, you can create a bottle." Ying Weixing rubbed her face, and said confidently, "I want to drink." Jiang Yilin let out a silent laugh, retracted his hand, and put the straw After inserting it for him, I handed it over again: "Here."

Jiang Yilin handed it directly to his mouth. This posture was too convenient for him not waking up. He directly lowered his head and took a deep breath on Jiang Yilin's hand, and then raised his hand to take it.

For several seconds, Jiang Yilin maintained that movement in his hands.

Ying Weixing asked strangely: "What's wrong? Are your hands cramping?"

Jiang Yilin moved his fingers, and slowly retracted them, "No... just feel..."

"Huh?" Ying Weixing tilted her head to look at him.

Jiang Yilin OS: Your hands are a little soft.It's kind of cute now.

"Two teachers—" Seeing the figures of the two, a staff member immediately greeted them ecstatically.

The whole filming process should be full of energy, but Jiang Yilin seems to be full of energy.

Taking advantage of the gap in the middle, Ying Weixing couldn't help poking him: "Although you haven't joined the group recently, you still have a full schedule of announcements. Why are you still in such good spirits? Did you secretly go to make up your body?"

"Secretly... make up your body?"

Ying Weixing leaned over and bit his ear: "It's just... oh, what men know. Is it useful? Give me recommendations, I feel like I've been squeezed out recently..."

"Drained? Who?!"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yilin's expression changed suddenly, and he was startled: "I, me... what's wrong?"

"Who drained you? Are you in a relationship?"

Ying Weixing blinked blankly: "Ha... no. Didn't I mean work? I've been so busy recently, how can I find time to fall in love? With this time, don't you sleep well?"

Jiang Yilin's tense body slowly relaxed, "I, I misunderstood, I thought..."

"What do you think? You thought I was in a relationship and was squeezed dry by a vixen? Hahaha..." Ying Weixing laughed at him, "Jiang Yilin, I can't see it, you are so dirty... Bai has such a serious face Tut tut."

Jiang Yilin clasped Ying Weixing's wrist and stared at him.

Ying Weixing raised his eyes, his eyes were full of surprise: "You..."

"Beautiful~" The forgotten photographer suddenly praised, "That's how it feels! Teacher Ying will give you more eyes, and you will feel like pulling back and forth. If you want to refuse, you will welcome—"

Ying did not wake up: "..."

"Did you see Teacher Jiang's eyes? He's seducing you! Teacher Ying, you can't lose! How could you be easily seduced by him! Turn back! A look sent him climax!"

Ying Weixing: "..."

Jiang Yilin: "..."

After finally finishing the filming, Ying Weixing let out a long sigh: "Ah—I'm completely fucked—"

"Why, my eyes made you orgasm?" Jiang Yilin leaned over and asked with a suppressed voice.

"Go away. Learn something, okay you."

Ying Weixing took a step back to the side, he felt that his whole body was so hot now, it must be because the shed was too hot, it was so hot, Jiang Yilin kept coming over to talk, no wonder he wasn't sweating.

Ten minutes later, Ying Weixing looked at Jiang Yilin who got into his car, "What are you doing?"

"By the way, send me off."

"Are you going back to the film and television city too?"

"Hmm~"

Ying Weixing deliberately made things difficult for him: "Is my car so easy to drive?"

"what do you want?"

Ying Weixing rolled his eyes: "I want you—"

Jiang Yilin's breathing was stagnant.

"Call me daddy hahahahahahahahahaha."

Jiang Yilin: "..."

Ying Weixing glanced at his reaction from the corner of the eye, why did he show a faintly disappointed expression? ? ?Does he usually play bigger than me? ? ?

After a while, Jiang Yilin said to him seriously: "If you want to be my father, my mother may not agree. If you really want to experience the warmth of a family from me, I can say goodbye to you."

"what?"

Jiang Yilin: "Husband."

With a bang, the mobile phone in the front row fell to the ground.

Ying Weixing: "...Fuck."

"Don't worry, my husband, I can decide on my own, and I don't need my mother's consent."

Ying Weixing... Ying Weixing began to pretend to be dead, "I, I'm sleepy... sleep for a while, don't disturb me."

It was clear that he was exhausted and sleepy before, but Ying Wei woke up and closed his eyes, but couldn't fall asleep. Jiang Yilin's words of "husband" that exploded his eardrums seemed to be lingering in his ears, lingering .

Why is Jiang Yilin like this?Can that, that name be called casually?

But for some reason, Ying Weixing felt a strange feeling in his heart...how does it feel more satisfying to hear him call her husband than to hear him call her father~

Well, it shouldn't be his problem... Probably, men like this.

After sleeping for a few hours, someone dug him out of bed before he woke up, and he was about to start work again.

Ying Wei woke up feeling dizzy, she really didn't sleep well last night, even Jiang Yilin's voice was in her dream.

So much so that when he got up from the bed, he heard Jiang Yilin's voice, and felt that he was not awake, so he went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water, and then turned his head to see Jiang Yilin himself standing at the door of the bathroom, "Hey. Scared me..."

Jiang Yilin raised his eyebrows.

Ying Weixing muttered to himself: I thought Jiang Yilin jumped out of a dream...

"Why are you here?"

"Your assistant said he couldn't wake you up, so let me help you." Jiang Yilin said.

Yuan Xiaoyuan: I am not, I am not, you are talking nonsense.

When she came over to call Ying Wei to wake up, Jiang Yilin stood guard. As soon as she swiped the room card, Jiang Yilin took advantage of her tall horse, big hands, long legs and long legs to push her aside and squeeze in by herself.

Yuan Xiaoyuan had reason to suspect that Mr. Jiang was remembering last night's revenge.

Jiang Yilin followed Ying Weixing all the way to the set.

Ying Weixing felt very strange: "Didn't you come here for something? Why are you always following me?"

"It's something." Jiang Yilin nodded.

Ying Weixing waved his hand: "Then you go—" Do your own thing.

"I just dropped by to visit your class."

Ying Weixing: "...Huh?"

"Ah."

Ying Weixing: "Okay..."

Actually visiting my class?

He didn't expect it, but after knowing it, there was such a trace of joy in his heart.

Jiang Yilin is quite generous, he came to visit a class, and even invited guests from the whole crew, in the name of Ying Weixing.

"That's so embarrassing." You can treat the guests as you like, and it's done in your own name.

"You weren't embarrassed when I called your husband last night, but you weren't embarrassed when I invited your crew to have a drink and some fruit?" Jiang Yilin joked.

"Hiss——Jiang Yilin, you're not finished, are you?!" Ying Weixing struck out with a heavy fist, hitting a certain man.

Ying Weixing hit him at once, without taking into account the standing and sitting postures of the two of them, and he didn't expect that Jiang Yilin didn't hide, and hit him right on the opponent's waist.

Jiang Yilin frowned, and Ying's heart skipped a beat before he woke up.

"I hit your waist, didn't I?" Ying Weixing stood up anxiously, "Why don't you hide? I didn't use too much force."

"Why are you so nervous?" Jiang Yilin smiled, "What a big deal, I'm fine."

Ying Weixing's eyes lingered around Jiang Yilin's waist and abdomen.

Jiang Yilin said, "So you are so concerned about my back injury, why don't you ask me yourself?"

"what……"

Jiang Yilin: "A few days ago, didn't you ask my assistant about my back injury?"

"How can there be—" Ying Weixing was about to deny it, but suddenly remembered that he had asked Yuan Xiaoyuan, and Yuan Xiaoyuan had a good relationship with Jiang Yilin's assistant Tingting...

That girl!It's okay, why are you talking so much!

Now that you've talked too much, you can't talk too much, tell him what you asked!

"I'll just ask casually, casually."

"It was a surprise, and a surprise."

"Ang. Then what?" Ying Weixing glanced at him.

Jiang Yilin said slowly, "Then? Then what?"

Ying did not wake up anxiously: "What are you talking about? If you like to talk, don't talk! I don't want to think about you!"

"Missing... me?" Jiang Yilin's eyes brightened, walked over, stood with Ying Weixing, and touched him lightly, "It's not as serious as you think, but there is a little sequelae, too tired or Occasional soreness from holding one position for too long...but not much."

The more relaxed Ying Weixing heard him speak, the tighter her eyebrows frowned.

This is also called little impact?It seemed quite large to him.

Jiang Yilin leaned over to look at him slightly: "Don't be upset, huh? Don't worry, it won't affect your use."

Ying Weixing didn't feel anything at first, but the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became.

It does not affect the use of?

Ok?

Uh-huh?

Ying Weixing's face became hot, and he took a step back, pointing at his nose, "Jiang Yilin!!! Your face is so painful!!!"