On the bone

Seeing the villa for the first time, Xia Pei stopped.

The pure white walls, the dark gray roof tiles, the magnificent flower beds around the yard, and a row of cute low fences painted in a light powder, put these things together and try to create a sense of harmony. An extremely unreal feeling of dreams, even after standing for a long time, and stepping on the cobbled ground with slight pain in the soles of his feet, Xia Pei still felt that he was in a dream.

Under the glare of the sun, there is a thin figure in front of the villa, white shirt and white trousers, coupled with the fair complexion of the young man, on the boulevard, it seems to be a stroke of inspiration with a brush, which is just right.

A few suitcases were scattered in front of the villa, and the door lock beeped twice. After opening, the man laughed, raised his arms horizontally, imitating the wings of an airplane, and made a buzzing sound. He picked it up.

There was a lot of movement, the hat on the young man's head was overturned, he rolled in the air, he stretched out his hand but didn't catch it, his body was shaking and he didn't forget to call his hat.

"Don't worry about it, pick it up later," burying his head in Xia Pei's chest, Cheng Xinhai took a deep breath, then turned around and ran towards the door of the villa with Xia Pei in his arms, saying, "E318 flew to 010, enter Runway 07, blind landing is allowed, huh..." The long onomatopoeia that was dragged out completely hit the laughing point of the person in his arms.

Xia Pei smiled and beat Cheng Xinhai's back, saying that he could walk instead of flying.

Cheng Xinhai was having fun, and asked Xia Pei to close his eyes. Seeing that the other party refused to do so, he opened his mouth and bit down through the white T. Xia Pei gasped in pain, hugged this person tightly, and was obedient. closed his eyes.

There were the chirping of seagulls flying across the sky, the sound of splashes of waves beating on the shore, mixed with one or two humming sounds of vehicles refueling, and all of these came to an abrupt end with the closed door behind them, and Sharpei felt that he was intentionally The body of the sea floats up and down rhythmically, and every time it rises and falls, you can hear a "creak" from the wooden floor...

The darkness multiplies the rest of the sensory functions, and the familiar body fragrance and tactile waist and back muscles on Cheng Xinhai's body are particularly vivid and profound at this moment.

His body sank, he was put down, his feet hit the ground and he was turned around, with extra weight on his shoulders, Xia Pei heard someone whispering in his ear: "Open your eyes."

Slowly, little by little, he opened his eyes, and a beautiful scenery like a high-definition wallpaper picture of a mobile phone fell into his field of vision unsuspectingly.

The vast dark blue and light blue intersect, I am afraid that it is not eye-catching enough, and it is also blessed with sunlight, so there is no need for post-processing color correction, and it will look like a movie-like picture.

Xia Pei was stunned, his mouth was open, and his eyelashes kept blinking.

"Is it beautiful?" The voice came again.

"Beautiful..." Xia Pei moved his mouth mechanically as if he hadn't recovered, "It's so beautiful."

"Am I beautiful or is it beautiful?"

The fluffy hair rubbed against his shoulders, feeling a little itchy, Xia Pei regained his composure, tilted his head and smiled at Cheng Xinhai: "How can there be such a comparison..."

The next words fell into each other's mouth, and Cheng Xinhai turned half of his shoulders to bite Xia Pei's mouth. This kiss was sudden, and the posture was a bit awkward. A side was rubbed against the cold rough railing.

There was no such kiss during the audition, and Ning Huiran didn't react for a second or two, his eyes widened, and then he quickly closed them, twisting his body to cooperate with Mu Mingyi to kiss him well.

Yu Li thinks this is okay, and the affectionate devotion after being surprised fits well with Xia Pei's mood at this time, so he affirms this impromptu performance and lets them continue.

Without letting go, Mu Mingyi put his hand under Ning Huiran's buttocks, and the other party jumped onto Mu Mingyi's body quite lightly, entangled with his limbs, and his movements were as skillful as if he had rehearsed ten or eight times in advance. He frowned, he had never kissed before, what was he doing so neatly like a koala.

He pushed the machine up, got up from the director's chair, and walked behind to follow the pair of lovers who were glued together and headed for the bedroom.

When he was lying on his back on the bed, the scent of flowers hit his forehead, and many red petals floated in the corner of his eyes, as if he had fallen into a flower bed made entirely of roses. Xia Pei felt that half of his face would be covered. The petals are buried.

Shaking off the flowers on his head, he shook his head vigorously, trying to shake off some of the aroma of roses. At the same time, he tried hard to adapt to this pungent smell that was too sweet, so that he could open his mouth to speak.

The next moment he was pulled to sit up, and even if he could speak, he was unable to speak because of the scene in front of him.

The rose petals on the bed are full, there are so many roses, the petals are thick, almost no more than the hands supporting the bed, in the middle of the bed, across the double pillows is a solid rose, and it is true, there is really no vacancy , spread out in layers like making flower cakes.

Such an arrangement has to be said...

A bit vulgar.

Xia Pei, who has read countless films, has seen similar plots, but theirs is more arrogant and full of weight.

At the first moment, he was not moved by the teasing, but thought it was super funny. Xia Pei crossed his legs and lowered his head, covering his forehead and trying to hold back his laughter, shrugging his shoulders.

"What are you doing?" Xinxinhai noticed something was wrong.

Unable to bear it any longer, Xia Pei burst out laughing.

"Isn't it romantic?"

The experienced one had his pride hurt, and pouted when he asked a question.

"Waves, they're all dead."

Perhaps laughing too indulgently, Xia Pei suddenly made a slightly colored joke.

In surprise, Cheng Xinhai said, fuck.

This time, Xia Pei laughed even harder. He suddenly found that he was quite impressed by the fact that Cheng Xinhai was flirting with someone, a kind of evil pleasure, and in the next second, he was not so proud.

Cheng Xinhai smiled wickedly at him, grabbed a handful of rose petals and ate them into his mouth, chewing slowly, he could see the flower juice leaking from the cracks in his lips, and the color of his lips soon turned dark red, and then he took Spit into the ashtray on the bedside table.

Do it again, take only one petal, it seems to be a large one carefully selected, and Xinhai put it between two fingers, shaking it in front of Xia Pei's eyes like playing, and then stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick the petal. At one end, this piece of corner was made to move.

How to get Xia Pei up again? Before filming, Yu Li had no idea. He let the actors figure it out on their own. Originally, this one should stop at the balcony for a romantic view. Come to shoot, follow all the way to the bedroom.

Mu Mingyi's action is to show off. He props one hand on the bed beside him, raises the other hand above his head, and raises his face to lick the petals. The raised jaw perfectly modifies the neckline. He is Deliberately asked Ning Huiran to look at his side, so that his eyes could not move, and then he licked it lightly, and his Adam's apple rolled down, making Ning Huiran lose his soul, and swallowed his saliva.

Can't move, can't speak lines, can't even breathe.

For a moment, Ning Huiran was like a puppet with a disconnected thread, being manipulated by Mu Mingyi at will, the rich rose fragrance spread from his lips to his mouth, Ning Huiran seemed to be connected to the thread suddenly, he couldn't wait to hug him, go Kiss Mu Mingyi's mouth...

……

"Okay, stop for me, Ning Huiran's acting is wrong."

Yu Li's words were like a voice-over, the kind that was disturbed and unwelcome, Ning Huiran pinched the director with the corner of his eye, showing his impatience.

"You're almost the same, am I telling you to be reserved? Are you worried about the first night and the kind of fear that you will lose your capital if you are eaten up by the prodigal lover?" Yu Li's voice soared, pointing at Ning Huiran: " I think you just want to be fucked, and you jumped on your brother Yi on the balcony, what are you going to do?"

The words were harsh, without showing any sympathy, but it was like enlightenment. Ning Huiran immediately woke up and apologized to the director repeatedly, asking Yu Li to give him a chance to start again.

Yu Li called Ning Huiran over with one finger, and Mu Mingyi followed and walked up to him, and Yu Li informed Mu Mingyi with a glance, saying that he didn't have any problems, so he didn't have to listen.

Mu Mingyi didn't leave, but just took a step back so that Doudou could squeeze in between them to touch up his makeup, raised his head slightly, and closed his eyes to listen to the two talking.

"Ning Huiran, don't let Mu Mingyi lead you by the nose. He can completely immerse himself in the character, and all the interpretations are not separated from the character. Can you do it? Don't mix Ning Huiran and Xia Pei together, let alone put intentional Hai and Mu Mingyi are confused, do you understand that?"

Of course Ning Huiran understood, even if Yu Li didn't say these words, he didn't realize that he was acting wrongly, but if the fire that was stirred up was extinguished for no reason, it would always make people irritated, just like getting up to get angry and not being satisfied would be very annoying .

Without saying a word, Ning Huiran turned his eyes away.

Thinking that the words were not strong enough, Yu Li gave a 'tsk', shook his hand in front of him, and said more bluntly: "Ning Huiran, I told you that I don't care what you like, Xia Pei, you have to give it to me. Stand still, what are you and Mu Mingyi thinking off-screen..."

"Director! I understand the director!!" Almost breaking off this finger, Ning Huiran stepped up, swearing that he would set up Xia Pei well so that the director would not worry.

As if wanting to erase all the previous performances, Ning Huiran wiped his mouth vigorously, and nodded apologetically to Mu Mingyi: "Brother Yi, let's do it again."

As the hand wiping his mouth fell, his eyes reached both sides of Ning Huiran's trouser line.

His eyes were light and cold, Mu Mingyi said, "No trouble." He turned to ask Ye Fei for water.