On the bone

The rented hotel rooms on several floors have similar room types. Several key creative personnel each have their own room, and the rest of the staff have hotel standard rooms. Even if the layout and decoration are the same as his own room, Ning Huiran will feel different .

The flowing air, the smell in his nose, and even the yellowish halo from the corridor lamp all made him so nervous, Ning Huiran pursed his lips tightly, his eyes focused on his toes, as if someone was talking in his ear, he was distracted." Hmm' sounded and raised his head.

Mu Mingyi turned his head to face him, holding a glass from the hotel.

"Water... water, I'll drink it." Ning Huiran immediately answered when he heard the question of whether to drink water or not.

This time the temperature is moderate, not as hot as the last time I came here, and it's not like the time when I stood in front of Mu Mingyi's door and didn't even have a chance to enter the room. Sitting at the desk, Ning Huiran stared at the glass of water, not only I couldn't help myself being lost in thought, and even my eyes started to get hot...

"what happened?"

The gentle voice pulled nerves, Ning Huiran looked up at Mu Mingyi on the bed.

The man lit a cigarette, rubbed his fingers on his face, bit the end of the cigarette between his teeth, and took a sip. With the long smoke from his nose, Mu Mingyi lowered his eyes, and his thick eyelashes scattered under his eyes.

Ning Huiran's whole body was so hot that he couldn't speak a word, so he lowered his head to drink water.

Before his mouth touched the rim of the cup, he heard the person on the bed speak: "Come here."

The voice was light and faint, but it was able to grab his heart completely. Ning Huiran stood up, walked in front of Mu Mingyi, his eyes fell on the man's long legs, and his mind was full of Xia Pei crawling up and kneeling for no reason. screen of...

"you come up."

The words pierced into the ear, causing a stormy sea, Ning Huiran thought he had heard wrong, and raised his head in shock.

The smoke had already been extinguished, as if to give a hint, Mu Mingyi's hand climbed to his lower back, and brought him forward, very obediently, Ning Huiran rode on, but this time he failed to sit down, and was caught by Mu Mingyi. Ming Yi hugged.

With both hands on Mu Mingyi's back shoulders, Ning Huiran's body was tense and he couldn't relax. He didn't know whether he was sweating too much, or it was caused by the hand rubbing on his waist. He felt faintly that the T-shirt They were all flooded, as if they didn't like to slip through their clothes, so Mu Mingyi's hand slipped in.

Ning Huiran uttered a low cry, and immediately softened, holding Mu Mingyi in his arms and panting wildly.

"When did you become so sensitive?"

The voice was very soft, and Ning Huiran was really thinking about this question seriously when he asked it in his ear, although the brain's reaction was too slow and slow...

He was touched like this when he first entered the group and took a kiss scene with Mu Mingyi. At that time, he was more frightened than experienced, and nervousness and shyness accounted for most of it. Now he will not be afraid, will not feel uncomfortable and abrupt, and will be replaced by a kind of at a loss Physiological reaction, he was so hot that he was dripping with sweat, his face was so hot that it hurt, every pore in his body was wide open, his fine hair stood up irritatingly, even if he bit his mouth, his panting would overflow from his jaw...

He didn't dare to speak, and just lay on Mu Mingyi's body, panting in different shades following the hands behind him.

Mu Mingyi didn't wait for his answer, stopped his movements, and asked him if he remembered what was written in the script later, and also asked Ning Huiran's scale.

Although he was still panting, his mind was much clearer, Ning Huiran straightened up and sat on the opponent's lap, looking at him.

"Chen Xinhai is very strong and ambitious, and he will not let Xia Pei go. There are many intimate scenes between the two of them. Have you ever thought about how to act and how big it is?"

Mu Mingyi has always been leading the play, and Yu Li is telling him the play. Ning Huiran has not thought about anything on his own. Even if there are some parts of his personal interpretation and interpretation, it is just out of instinct, not repeated in his head Speculation comes from infiltrating characters.

Ning Huiran shook his head.

His hands started to move again, along his waist to his chest, Ning Hui suddenly trembled when he touched them, he was still panting, and the panting became more severe, but his eyes were clear and he was sitting upright, like A student who obediently interacts with the teacher and endures the test.

"Is this okay?" Mu Mingyi continued.

Without replying, Ning Huiran gritted his teeth, restrained his body's reaction, and kept staring at this person's eyes.

This time it was two hands, the small sounds of belts rubbing against waistbands and zippers sliding down in the quiet room, Ning Huiran grabbed each other's hands.

"Do you want to discuss the issue of scale like this? Or..." He bit his lip and looked away: "Brother Yi always discusses with actors like this?"

Mu Mingyi looked at him and said, "You have a strong reaction to Wu Jianzhong. I don't want to be like him, so let's see where the scale is."

Looking at Mu Mingyi's face, Ning Huiran looked extremely impatient: "How could you be like him?! You are different from everyone else!"

Looking at him for a while, Mu Mingyi gave a soft 'hmm' as he heard it, as he usually does, rubbed his fingers into Ning Hui's head and hair, and brought him to his shoulders.

When Ning Huiran leaned closer, he pressed against his ear and asked, "What's the difference?"

Without answering this, Ning Huiran told Mu Mingyi with hot exhalation that he has a big scale, and he can do anything to him. After speaking, in order to show something, he put his arms around the man's waist and touched him with his mouth. The place where Mu Mingyi's earlobe connects to his neck is the easiest part to touch with his current posture.

Turning his head, Ning Huiran's slightly trembling eyelashes on his shoulders, his flushed cheeks, and the hair tips that were wet and condensed on his forehead made Mu Mingyi's eyes stop and did not move away.

It might be uncomfortable to kneel for too long, Ning Huiran adjusted his position, rubbed his face on Mu Mingyi's shoulder, and greedily leaned back to find Mu Mingyi's hand. cat.

The simple adjective evokes unpleasantness, and Ning Huiran thought of Jiang Yuhan's appearance in the private room during the day, he was more clingy and coquettish than him.

Getting up from Mu Mingyi, Ning Huiran snorted coldly and said, what is he, other people are more obedient than him, like a cat.

Raising his eyes to look at him, Mu Mingyi quickly wrapped his fingers around Ning Huiran, clasped both hands and pulled them to his lower back, and told him to hug him for a while.

Ning Huiran opened his eyes wide, and when his chin was hurt by Mu Mingyi's shoulder, he heard the man say, "He made it himself in the bathroom, I didn't touch him."

Whether it's because of the content of this sentence, or the warmth of Mu Mingyi's neck, or the feeling of pulling fingers carelessly around him, Ning Huiran can't hold back the corner of Feiyang's mouth no matter what.

The body returned to the room, but the soul was still wandering in Mu Mingyi's room, Ning Huiran sat on the bed in a trance.

He didn't want to take a bath and sleep, and he was reluctant to take off his clothes, for fear of losing the smell that belonged to Mu Mingyi sticking to his body.

Leaning straight on the bed, hugging the pillow and closing his eyes, he couldn't help but reminisce about everything in that person's room just now...

Dazed like in a dream.

In the dream, he tasted the smoke from Mu Mingyi's mouth.

Mu Mingyi's kissing skills are amazing, although he only tasted a small amount, after all, he was acting when he kissed him, and the technique was only for the camera, he hadn't tried his real kiss yet...

He realized it in his mind, he dreamed that he kissed him, it was very intense and sticky, all of it was his smell, and the weight of his body... Take off the T-shirt from the head in a hurry, clothes He was directly stroked up roughly, his hands were pressed over the top of his head, the man kissed him down, his hair slid against his heaving chest... until his own hand unconsciously touched something that stimulated him to wake up suddenly from his dream.

Ning Huiran sat up in shock, resting her hands on the bed and taking a deep breath...

The dream is too real, the sensory stimulation is like a tide, and it will not fade away.

Ning Huiran wiped off the sweat from his forehead and rubbed his face. Now he can be sure that he not only likes men, but also has thoughts about Mu Mingyi.