On the bone

"come over."

The sound made Xia Pei tremble violently.

Deliberately stretching his shoulders, his arms were draped across the sofa, and he leaned back, looking at it more like looking at it for fun, and his lazy appearance didn't make Xia Pei relax a bit.

Moving his legs cautiously, Xia Pei felt that the other party's gaze was stuck under his shirt.

Standing in front of him, he grasped the hem of his clothes tightly with both hands.

"Do you still want to draw?" Cheng Xinhai drew his gaze to Xia Pei's face.

Shaking his head slightly, he nodded as if thinking of something.

"I don't want to paint at all."

The sudden cold tone made Xia Pei look up in surprise, and looked at him with wide eyes.

A cold face he had never seen before.

In Xia Pei's impression, Cheng Xinhai's most angry with him was just the way he pulled his face down in the bathroom just now, but now it can't be judged by this. He obviously has no expression, but his eyes are so cold that they freeze.

"You're such a disappointment."

Hearing this, Xia Pei's eyes immediately turned red. He lowered his head and apologized to Cheng Xinhai in a small voice: "Yes...I'm sorry...I, I..." He couldn't continue, his voice was about to cry sound.

"Want to make amends?" Putting down his arms, Cheng Xinhai stared at him.

Immediately raised his head, the wet eyelashes were still attached to the corners of the eyes but did not prevent the eyes from shining, Xia Pei nodded vigorously.

"Kneel up." Seeing the other party looking at him incomprehensibly, Cheng Xinhai explained: "Kneel down to both sides of my legs."

Saying that, he patted his leg remindingly.

If so, Xia Pei carefully climbed onto Cheng Xinhai.

The script of this plot only briefly stated how Xia Pei knelt on Cheng Xinhai, how to kneel, what posture to use, and how large a scale. Yu Li had no objection to this, and gave Mu Mingyi full power to play freely. He fully believed in Mu Ming Yi Yi's professional ability, so that the rehearsal of this one did not let the two of them leave and start shooting. At this time, Yu Li sat on the director's chair and stared at the camera, unscrewed the thermos cup and took a sip of hot tea.

Cheng Xinhai's legs bent and fell naturally, and he didn't close his knees like a woman because Xia Pei knelt up. Although the standard male sitting posture is not separated by 45 degrees, the distance between his legs is not small. He is wearing a pair of home pants , with a long-sleeved T-shirt on the upper body, Ning Huiran can feel the softness of the cotton trousers.

He wants to adjust his posture and sit in a good position, so as to distance himself from Mu Mingyi. According to his personal understanding, Xia Pei will try his best to satisfy Cheng Xinhai, but he is really afraid, even if he sits face to face. It is impossible to take the initiative to get close to Cheng Xinhai, and even subconsciously move back to the edge of the knee where he can no longer move... Just when Ning Huiran mobilized his abdominal strength to move as he wanted, Mu Mingyi's legs suddenly moved to the sides separate.

The other party was inside and the other was outside, and his muscles were pulled forcibly. Ning Huiran let out a cry of pain, and used his hands to support the sofa behind Mu Mingyi to control his body balance.

Stretching to both sides as hard as possible couldn't make Ning Huiran's knees touch the sofa cushions. In fact, he was supported by Mu Mingyi's legs in the air, and he didn't rely on his arms to support the sofa. He would be soft on this person at any time.

The posture was laborious and extremely tormenting. Ning Huiran felt the pain of muscle stretching, as well as the strange feeling of cold air coming from below. The pain rolled with an indescribable refreshing feeling. Sweat kept coming out, even if he didn't touch it with his hands, he knew that his cheeks must be hot at this moment, and the breath he exhaled was extremely hot...

Fortunately, the two arms supported the body, and the head was lowered to some extent to help him cover it. There was a certain room for adjustment. Ning Huiran calmed down to restrain all the feelings this posture brought him, and forced himself to enter the scene.

Ning Huiran, who closed his eyes, did not notice that Mu Mingyi half closed his eyelids, and then slowly opened them.

The neck was tilted back, the leather sofa made a small sound, and this man deliberately looked at Ning Huiran's face.

After catching the other party's gaze, Mu Mingyi licked his mouth, his eyes covered with an ambiguous heat, and when Ning Huiran was staring at him at a loss, Mu Mingyi licked his Adam's apple.

Eyes wide open, body trembled violently, Ning Huiran bit his mouth in time to prevent himself from screaming, but he couldn't control his extremely disordered breathing and deeply heaving chest...

This is not right at all, Ning Huiran knows that he is not playing Xia Pei, Xia Pei can't be like this.

His intuition was correct, and Yu Li also sensed something was wrong, but he just frowned and stared at the screen without shouting to stop.

He heard nothing, so Ning Huiran had no choice but to continue. He tried his best to figure out Xia Pei's mentality. The script was blank, and there was no director's guidance before filming. He was completely being led away by Mu Mingyi.

Never expected this person to be more extreme.

Touching from the neck to the collar of the shirt, he unbuttoned Ning Huiran's shirt one by one, not only as a reaction from Xia Pei, but Ning Huiran himself was shocked.

However, he didn't dare to remove his hands on the sofa. After Mu Mingyi successfully removed three of them, he couldn't bear it anymore. He straightened up and wanted to move his hands, but Mu Mingyi closed his legs and pressed his hands with both hands at the same time. , The muscles pulled by the roots of the legs merge quickly, not just as simple as soreness...

A strange feeling surged in his body, his legs softened all of a sudden, and he couldn't kneel at all. Mu Mingyi grabbed Ning Huiran's wrists with one hand and twisted them behind him, and rubbed Ning Huiran's back with the other. .

He stuck his mouth up and bit the collarbone on the side he bit in the bathroom just now.

There was a small patch of faint red there.

"Yes, that's it!" Yu Li clenched his fists, approving Mu Mingyi's performance very much, and Cheng Xinhai would not let Xia Pei off, it can be said that this is a punishment for those who reject him, and he will mark it down , the director gave guidance to the two of them: "That's right, be tough, just bite like this, this is the right way!"

The collar of the shirt was untied, and slid down on one side, from the bitten shoulder all the way to the elbow. Ning Huiran's hands were tied behind him. Mu Mingyi's broad and strong palm hugged Ning Huiran tightly from behind. Himself, in a loose and messy white shirt, properly exposed, a man with his head buried in his neck and biting...

The picture is extremely lustful but still abusive and beautiful, and the saturation is quite high.

Yu Li's eyes brightened, and he shouted "Okay, it's great, this is it!"

……

Ning Huiran really endured to the limit, Mu Mingyi's mouth seemed to be filled with a piece of heat, it was extremely hot, every time he bit him, his body trembled, the muscles in his back that were too tense were sore, and there was an unbearable urge Bump down.

Even though Ning Huiran was sweating profusely, trying his best to fight against the shackles created by Mu Mingyi behind him, and even let go of his teeth to let the random panting mixed with low moans come out of his mouth...

He still can't.

Yu Li on the director's chair kept his eyes on the screen, as if he was disturbed by something.

After looking at the monitor for a while, he calmly called Ning Huiran's name, and said to him: "Come down, control yourself, and reshoot this scene."

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