On the bone

"Huiran, don't misinterpret my good intentions," Mu Mingyi put out the cigarette, took the ashtray off the bed, and sent it to Ning Huiran: "You know that's not what I meant."

"Speak, I'll listen." A small piece of cigarette butt was pressed inside.

"I did it on purpose for Jiang Yuhan to let him know that you and I have a great relationship, but no one forced me to do it. If I don't like you, I won't kiss you. If I don't want to touch you, I won't make it out for you in the bathroom... ..."

"That's not because I played Xia Pei!" Ning Huiran shouted, he didn't understand if there was a play or not, and he was not a professional, but his love for Mu Mingyi was really there. , even hearing this person say that he likes him now can make him so angry, he even guessed out of the blue that maybe Mu Mingyi was following Xia Pei's divination.

Soft and weak, no sharp edges, no barbs.

Ning Huiran was so angry that he went to get cigarettes again.

Mu Mingyi's hand was faster than him, and he took it away. At the same time, he pinched the tip of Ning Huiran's chin. The most characteristic feature of the melon seed face is that the lines converge smoothly in this arc. He is even, but the pinched person stubbornly lowers his eyelashes, not looking at him.

"no."

Hearing this, Ning Huiran suddenly raised his eyes, the thin eyelids folded immediately, forming a beautiful double-layered arc, his deep black eyes lit up instantly, and he asked what was wrong.

"I really want to fall in love with you."

One sentence made Ning Huiran not dare to breathe heavily, he swallowed his throat, not daring to act rashly, let alone ask further questions, as if he was afraid that if he said one more word, the sentence would disappear in smoke.

Mu Mingyi didn't explain much, just handed the phone to Ning Huiran and asked him to take a look at it first.

What Ning Huiran was shown was the WeChat records between him and Jiang Yuhan. Jiang Yuhan's avatar was like a light rain and green bamboo, which looked otherworldly and refined, which was super inconsistent with his personality.

Whether up or down, pieces of voice messages and large texts, especially the time after Jiang Yuhan rushed out of the room, were densely packed, with strips of white and green interlaced on the screen.

At this point, Ning Huiran finally understood that Mu Mingyi lowered his head and kept tapping on his phone to chat with this little beast.

Mu Mingyi basically used text, but he obviously felt that he was not strong enough, and the voice messages were one after another, and there was a trend of swiping the screen.

Ning Huiran picked a few to listen to.

What's so good about him? !No face, no butt, look at that skinny guy!It hurts to touch, and the chin can stab people to death. Even a vixen in ten thousand years can't grow like him.

"Fuck!..." Ning Huiran was about to scold or not, but with dirty words in his mouth, he saw Mu Mingyi replying to him.

One by one I like it, so stop talking if you say something like this.

After that, after 5 minutes, Jiang Yuhan sent a voice.

One by one I know, brother, you let me go on purpose, and you said it was over when he rolled on your bed, not only slapped me in the face, but also let me watch you two play in the water with your own eyes, brother, you are so fucking...

Not paying attention to listening, Ning Huiran stared and asked in surprise, "Did you whip him?"

Mu Mingyi nodded.

One by one, don't say anything, my mother's heart is too cold, I won't mess with him again, just spoil him, spoil him to death, just keep out of the wind and rain, let's see how far he can go... Give me his pillow now!

Many of the articles below have been turned into text, which is also much shorter.

Mu Mingyi: Where are you?

Jiang Yuhan: Beijiang bridge, jumping into the river.

Mu Mingyi: Are you alone?

Jiang Yuhan: And Brother Rui.

Mu Mingyi:? ? ?

Jiang Yuhan: I'm upset, I'm in a bad mood, I started to eat meat and barbecue, but I started yelling at someone, before Brother Rui took him into his car, did he secretly locate my phone?

Mu Mingyi: Come back quickly, Jiangfeng is cold, be careful of catching a cold.

Jiang Yuhan: Who the hell doesn't want to? !I was going to drink a few bottles with me, but he got drunk himself, and I was in a worse mood. I'll take him to the car later.

Then another voice.

Brother Yiyi, come closer, the wind is too strong, there is something I want to tell you.

Ning Huiran's curiosity was aroused, the phone turned horizontally, and the earpiece reached his ear, Mu Mingyi reached for it and told him it was gone, the more he refused to listen, the more he wanted to listen, Ning Huiran turned around, shrugged his shoulders to prevent Mu Ming Yi approached.

There was really a lot of wind, and there was a long noise of howling wind in my ears, and there seemed to be a sound of people breathing in with their mouths pressed against the microphone.

Before Ning Huiran could figure it out, Jiang Yuhan let out a loud roar: "I wish you good luck!!"

The moment the eardrums were pierced, the phone was thrown far away on the bed like a hot potato. Ning Huiran yelled at Jiang Yuhan as a lunatic, but Mu Mingyi shrugged as usual. No wonder there was a little red dot on the last line. Ming Yi clicked on it, and Ning Huiran was still a little excited, a kind of excitement of peeping at other people's privacy, coupled with the contextual meaning of the previous sentence...

"What the hell is going on with this guy?!"

Jiang Yuhan started to fight against him since the first time he joined the group. The three of them ate together, and seeing his brother give him dried shrimps, he couldn't stand it. Ning Huiran thought that all Jiang Yuhan's malice came from Mu Mingyi, a kind of The jealousy of being cared for and being robbed of his beloved, but he doesn't know what Mu Mingyi thinks: "Jiang Yuhan really means that to you?"

Taking the phone over and putting it on the bed, Mu Mingyi thought for a while and said, "No way, I'm not as high in his heart as Wu Jianzhong, after all, that person can give him what he wants."

Hearing this name, Ning Huiran stood up with a stern face, went to the bed cabinet to find a new cigarette, and when he tore off the wrapping film, he heard Mu Mingyi's voice behind him: "The last time you fought with someone in the mangrove forest, Is it Wu Jianzhong?"

There was a squeak, and the hard plastic film was torn harshly in Ning Huiran's hands, and the movement was quick and violent.

After that incident, Ning Huiran thought that this secret might not be able to be kept. If he didn't say it, Wu Jianzhong might not say it. He lowered his head and tried to get it with his hands. The corner is stuck in the box cover and can't be pulled off.

"He's looking for you?" Seeing Mu Mingyi coming over from the bed and wanting to take the cigarette in his hand, Ning Huiran held the cigarette in the air to prevent Mu Mingyi from touching it.

"Yes, send me a bag of medicine."

"You took it? Why didn't you come and ask me?!" Ning Huiran stared into the other party's eyes.

"Throw it away, and you don't want me to know."

Ning Huiran was surprised: "Then why are you talking about it now?"

He raised his arm, but it wasn't the cigarette that was brought over. Mu Mingyi took Ning Huiran's hand and sat back to his original position.

On one bed and under the other, Mu Mingyi did not lean against the head of the bed, but sat on the edge of the bed, his legs hanging down naturally, he arched his back, supported his thighs with his elbows, interspersed his ten fingers, forming a circle in front of Ning Huiran. handshake gesture.

This look is a bit serious, a bit solemn, and more of a sense of oppression that is difficult to get rid of, which is related to the angle at which Ning Huiran is in a low position and slightly raised his head.

Sitting flat and steady on the carpet, Ning Huiran straightened his back.

"I rejected you on the mangrove bus, I didn't want to renew your contract, and I didn't want you to participate in a film invested by Wu Jianzhong. It wasn't because you didn't have acting talent. On the contrary, I've never seen anyone more talented than you." people, including myself." Such high praise made Ning Huiran's eyes widen and his heart stop beating.

"With talent, you may not be able to go far, and you may not even be able to take a step forward. This circle does not rely on talent to rank. It is based on strength and talent. Star luck removes part of luck, and it is more about operation. There is always one The invisible hand is turning the clouds and rains behind the back, how can I make this hand work for me, everyone has their own way," Mu Mingyi smiled, very lightly: "It's not that you can't do these things, but I don't want you to do it. Do, I don't want you to turn yourself into a deal, I like your cleanliness and purity, this liking is much stronger than you can imagine."

Mu Mingyi's voice is like a rainy night, big raindrops falling from the eaves, they fall on the stone steps, in front of the window lattice, and in the palm of the hand, making different high and low sounds, Ning Huiran never I love listening to his voice so much, I can't wait to grab Mu Mingyi's leg, and ask him: "Then what does Brother Yi want me to do? Tell me, I will do as you say, and I want to be what Brother Yi wants me to be." .”

It's fine to be an artist, and it's good to be a wage earner in a studio. It's even more beautiful if you can be raised and warmed up. Ning Nuoran waited expectantly and anxiously for Mu Mingyi's answer.

The other party seemed to be thinking very seriously, and after a while, he said: "Joy and health, happiness and peace."

The eight big characters made Ning Huiran speechless, and he was struck speechless. He beat Mu Mingyi's thigh for a long time and asked him to repeat it.

"I really think so."

He lowered his head and breathed on his fist. He wanted to strike again, but this man raised his chin and turned his face towards him. At that moment, the tenderness in Mu Mingyi's eyes and Ning Huiran will never forget it for the rest of his life. He smiled slightly He said that he loves Ning Huiran the most and lives the way he thinks he is happy.

Rubbing a beating heart, Ning Huiran crawled from Mu Mingyi's legs to Mu Mingyi's body, sat down with his legs apart, grabbed the man's two wrists, and twisted him in a forced posture. Behind, his mouth will be placed on the same part of Mu Mingyi kissingly, let the heat blend, the tip of his tongue is about to touch the other party, half closed his eyelashes, staring at the thin lips provocatively.

"My greatest joy is being able to be 'deep' into the unspoken rules of the boss, so that Mr. Mu can spoil me with all his might, the harder the better, is that okay?"

"As you please."

After saying this, the situation immediately reversed, and Ning Huiran's two hands were pressed behind his back in the same way.