don't cry

Jing Rong was dumbfounded.

The other party didn't continue to ask, as if the joke just now was just a casual remark.

The people who were discussing just now were as quiet as quails, trying to reduce their sense of existence, for fear that those words just now would be heard by this big boss.

When Director Wu was called over, he saw Qu Yu sitting on a chair in a relaxed posture, chatting with Jing Rong.

Although I don't understand why the other party runs here every now and then, but there is nothing wrong with the crew, so there is no fear, so I put on a smiling face and came over to chat for a few words.

Today, Jing Rong has a lot of roles. There is a fighting scene in which Wei Ya is swayed. He made preparations in advance.

The young man is wearing a light blue costume, his long hair is casually gathered, revealing his white side neck, and his Adam's apple is delicately contoured. Coupled with that dignified and distant beautiful face, he has a kind of abstinent and cool temperament.

Jing Rong has been exercising all year round, and his body is covered with a layer of well-proportioned and beautiful muscles. He does not look empty in a loose costume.

Compared with him, the male supporting role in the opposite role appeared to be in poorer posture.

Jing Rong held a slender soft sword, waited for Director Wu to order, and then entered the state to perform with others.

He has a good sense of balance, flying around the eaves without shaking at all, as if walking on flat ground, and the play is also very good-looking, and his movements are as smooth as clouds and flowing water.

Qu Yu didn't speak, and sat with his legs crossed, his eyes fixed on the shining young man.

If it was said that he approached the other party at the beginning because he wanted to use this as a breakthrough to promote the cooperation with Jing, then now he really finds it interesting.

Jing Rong's love for acting is shining brightly, and he has a beautiful appearance that people can't take their eyes off when he is caught up in emotions.

This kind of pure love is pure and rare, so it becomes more and more precious.

Qu Yu stared at the other party, and hooked his lips with some pleasure.

That group of people talked well, he did like men.

Especially, someone as beautiful and interesting as Jing Rong.

A fight scene consumed a lot of Jing Rong's physical strength, and after waiting, he felt that his waist seemed to be strangled a bit, and it was uncomfortable to touch, probably because it was blue.

He took it for granted and didn't care much. When he took the thermos, he asked his assistant to buy safflower oil and plaster.

There was another literary play in the morning, and he only rested for a while before returning to work.

By the time all the scenes were over, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

Jing Rong didn't eat much in the morning, and the scene in the morning was exhausting, so he was a little uncomfortable hungry.

He rubbed his stomach silently, not very interested in today's lunch box, and planned to order a takeaway after putting on the plaster.

The assistant had already bought the medicine and followed him back to the hotel.

He went to the bathroom to take a shower first, and the rest of today's scenes will be concentrated at night, so he can sleep a little longer.

It's just that when he came out, he found that the assistant was gone, and the man in a suit was sitting on the sofa in a straight posture.

Considering that he was going to rub safflower oil, he didn't wear pajamas, but put on a white bathrobe, his eyes met, and Jing Rong closed the collar of the bathrobe a little uncomfortably.

He is not suitable for seeing people now, but it seems a bit too deliberate to go back and change clothes.

"Why are you here?" Jing Rong couldn't help asking.

Qu Yu glanced at his uncovered collarbone, with a smile in his eyes: "I heard that Brother Jing didn't have lunch, so he came here to be a takeaway boy."

Hearing what he said, Jing Rong noticed the insulation box on the coffee table.

He pursed his lips and did not refuse: "Thank you."

"It's okay, I heard from the little assistant that you were injured?" Qu Yu asked.

Jing Rong thought of something, and asked without answering, "By the way, where is my assistant?"

The assistant knew that he had to help him with the medicine, but now there is no one, which is a bit strange.

Qu Yu's eyes flashed, and he brushed his short hair on the ear and temples inadvertently: "He seems to be hungry, I asked him to have lunch first."

Jing Rong said oh, it's one thing if he doesn't want to eat, there's no need for the assistant to go hungry, it's okay to go to eat.

It's just that no one helped him with the medicine.

Jing Rong thought a little distressed.

"Want to help with the medicine?" Qu Yu suddenly asked again.

Jing Rong paused and looked over in surprise.

Qu Yu's face remained unchanged: "I just heard that you were injured, so it's not convenient to apply the medicine yourself?"

This is true, after all, the bruise is at the back, so it will be a bit difficult for him to say it himself.

Jing Rong was a little hesitant. He didn't know Qu Yu very well, he had only met Qu Yu a few times, and it seemed a bit too intimate to help with the medicine.

As if seeing his concerns, Qu Yu spread his hands: "If you mind, I will close my eyes and help you."

Saying that, he closed his eyes with an extremely innocent expression.

Jing Rong laughed and shook his head: "No, I'm just afraid to trouble you."

So after he had eaten the meal that Qu Yu brought, he picked up the safflower oil and plaster.

Jing Rong was lying on the sofa, her bathrobe was half uncovered, revealing her waist and strong arms.

His skin is very white, like the snow that covers the world in winter, so the bruises on the side of his waist are particularly dazzling, and it looks a little creepy.

Qu Yu's smile was suppressed, his expression was a little unpredictable, and his eyes were slightly lowered, staring at the strangle mark.

Jing Rong couldn't see his expression, but it was always a bit embarrassing to be looked at from the back and waist like this.

He endured it and asked, "Will you serve safflower oil?"

In the bathroom just now, he looked at the bruises through the mirror, which meant that they were bluffing, but the edges didn't hurt that much.

The other party did not speak.

A slightly cool hand gently caressed Jing Rong's lower back, almost jumping up in fright.

Qu Yu moved slowly, and the smell of safflower oil wafted out, which was not very pleasant.

"Be patient, if you don't knead it, it won't work." Qu Yu said in a slightly low voice.

Jing Rong hummed.

The pain is constant, but with the effect of the safflower oil, it is not so uncomfortable, at most it is a bit awkward.

After dealing with the strangle marks, Jing Rong gathered the bathrobe and thanked him in a low voice.

Qu Yu raised a smile: "Brother Jing said thank you too many times today, it's too far-fetched."

Jing Rong was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

"If you really want to thank me, how about going to dinner together tonight?" Qu Yu blinked and said playfully.

Jing Rong hesitated for a moment: "My scenes are all piled up at night, and I may not have time."

"It's raining tonight, and the production crew has stopped working, so don't worry about it." Qu Yuhun said nonchalantly.

Jing Rong could only nod in agreement.

For some reason, he suddenly wanted to take a look at Qu Yu.

The light in the living room is good, illuminating the world, he thought so, so he did as he wished.

Qu Yu's face was not far away from him, and he could look at it carefully and see the direction of the other's lips, nose, and eyelashes, which were as beautiful as a small fan, trembling slightly with the opening and closing of the eyelids.

He was used to seeing people with good looks, but perhaps because of the good quiet atmosphere today, he actually felt that the other person's appearance was very suitable for him.

Jing Rong came back to his senses, and couldn't help laughing secretly at his wild thoughts.

Not long after, the group sent a notice to suspend work tonight, and Jing Rong couldn't take a nap, after all, Qu Yu stayed in his room all the time.

After Jing Rong inquired about each other's preferences, he chose a suspenseful movie to watch together. The laptop screen was not as big as the one in the cinema, so they had to be next to each other to watch it together.

Physical contact is unavoidable, but Jing Rong no longer avoids it like a snake and a scorpion. Anyway, the other party just helped him with the medicine at noon, so he is a little used to it.

Jing Rong doesn't like to use his brain to guess the plot when watching this kind of film, but focuses on the details of the actors, so every time Qu Yu guesses the follow-up plot, he can't help but feel a sense of praise for the other party's flexible mind and careful thinking.

The movie is not short, it lasts two and a half hours, Jing Rong only analyzed it for more than an hour, and was drowsy and sleepy because he didn't take a nap.

He didn't want to show sleepiness in front of the other party, so he could only rest his chin with his hands, cover it with his hair, and quietly close his eyes to sleep for a while.

Qu Yu didn't concentrate on watching the movie, and when he realized that the other party was silent, he hurriedly glanced over, just in time to see the closed eyes, the brows were stretched, and he was in a very relaxed state.

He understood, didn't make any more noise, and lowered his voice slightly so as not to wake up the other party.

But not long after, Jing Rong tilted his elbow, unable to support his head, and turned to the side.

He himself woke up instantly, but before he could balance himself, he inevitably fell on Qu Yu's body.

Pressing Qu Yu's waist with the palm of his hand, the tip of his nose barely brushed the other's shirt.

It's like throwing yourself into a hug.

Jing Rong's expression was a little flustered, and when he raised his eyes, he happened to meet Qu Yu's slightly dark eyes, and he paused slightly when he was about to struggle.

The fingertips of the other party were very cold, and I had already experienced it when I helped him apply the medicine just now, but when the slightly cool fingertips covered the back of his hand, I still couldn't help curling my fingers.

"Why are you so careless?" Qu Yu said with a smile in his voice, and raised his hand to stroke his short hair on the temples, with a slightly intimate gesture, "Maybe I can also be a qualified pillow, Brother Jing, do you want to try?"

Jing Rong's body froze, and his heartbeat inevitably accelerated.

Plop, plop.

This is the sound of the heart beating.

Jing Rong looked away, didn't speak, and sat upright sullenly.

Jing Rong has never been in a relationship, but he is a qualified and outstanding actor. He has acted in emotional dramas and figured out the relationship between couples. He understands that the atmosphere between them is a bit ambiguous and entangled.

"Sorry, I was a little sleepy just now." Jing Rong said pretending to be calm.

It's just that the hand that tightened the sofa cushion slightly exposed his nervousness and uneasiness, like a little rabbit who wanted to secretly hide the throbbing just now, so simple that it makes people want to laugh.

Qu Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and she stretched out her hand to pinch his cheek: "I can tell, my face is flushed from sleeping."

The tone was a little teasing, "I just don't know if I had a good dream just now, and if I was in the dream."

Jing Rong felt more and more uncomfortable. He cleared his throat: "Do you want to drink water? If you don't drink water, you will be thirsty."

As he said that, without waiting for the other party to answer, he got up and went to the water dispenser to get water.

He didn't know what the other party was thinking about today's intimacy, but he didn't hate it, he just felt slightly confused.

He didn't seem to repel the other party's approach very much.

The transparent water slowly filled the glass, Jing Rong pursed his lips, trying to calm himself down.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw Qu Yu standing behind him at some point, he panicked, and almost spilled the water glass in his hand.

The other party held down his wrist firmly, preventing the tragedy from happening.

Jing Rong held his breath and subconsciously looked into Qu Yu's eyes.

There was a deceptive smile and tenderness in the other party's eyes, as well as some emotions that Jing Rong didn't understand.

Probably he is indeed lacking in talent and learning, and he is not as gifted and aloof as the outside world praises.

Qu Yu held his wrist, lowered his head slightly, and took a sip of water in this position.

The bright red lips were stained with water, and they looked even more gorgeous, like a fairy crawling out of a story.

"Want to date me?"

Jing Rong heard what the other party said.

--THAN--