On the bone

Taking the water bottle handed over by Ye Fei, biting the mouth of the bottle, Mu Mingyi swallowed with a gulp, his Adam's apple kept rolling. He drank while walking, and accidentally let the water flow out from the corner of his mouth. He licked his mouth, revealing a little bit of the tip of his tongue .

The assistant also offered water to Jiang Yuhan, but he stared straight at Mu Mingyi and didn't pick it up.

Pushing away the assistant's hand, Jiang Yuhan caught up with the elder brother who was walking towards the villa in three steps and two steps. After Doudou finished applying her makeup, she accelerated her feet and turned around to block Mu Mingyi.

He intentionally leaned forward with his hands behind his back, his posture was cute, and he was a little weird: "Senior Brother~~" When the voice came out, it didn't sound right.

Mu Mingyi stopped in his tracks, but in fact he couldn't walk anymore, and if he did, he bumped into Jiang Yuhan chest to chest.

"Teach me." The other party was obedient, with a flattering expression.

"Teach what?" Mu Mingyi glanced at him, and turned his gaze to Ning Huiran who was discussing the script with Yu Li in the villa.

"The kiss scene, brother, you are really nice... so what..." Jiang Yuhan bit his lips, as if reminiscing about the intimacy scene filmed in the car. Rushing around, I can't think of how to describe that strength.

"It's just work, don't worry about it."

Bypassing this person, Mu Mingyi went to Yu Li's side.

The people behind were stunned at first, and then rolled their eyes: "Double-labeled dog! If you have the ability to say the same to someone!" With a cut, he kicked a small stone on the ground angrily.

After greeting Yu Li and sitting next to Ning Huiran, Mu Mingyi turned his head to look at this person.

They haven't seen each other for several days, and they have been filming separately. The announced time is about the same but the location is across half the island. When Zhao Rui checked the shooting progress, he found that several scenes were missed. In addition, the film competition sent a reminder letter, expressing that they could not give With a greater margin, the shooting became intensive.

The drama was heavy and the task was heavy. When he returned to the hotel, Ning Huiran didn't even have the energy to take off his makeup, so he rolled onto the bed and fell asleep. He missed a lot of WeChat messages that Mu Mingyi had given him, and he often couldn't pick up them until the next day.

Feeling thinner, Mu Mingyi frowned, cast his gaze over for a while, and Yu Li coughed lightly, intending to remind the studio to pay attention.

After taking the script, Mu Mingyi looked down and flipped through it. He knew that the wooden house villa was the climax of the whole film, and Yu Li had been preparing for it for a long time: "Is there anything I need to pay attention to? Tell me."

Yu Li seemed to hold and stomp: "Hey, my teacher Mu, don't be like this, you are so good at business, you still need me to guide you? I have to change the script when I improvise, I have never seen you like this The old drama bone."

"If you can talk, just talk more, I'll accept it," Mu Mingyi smiled lightly, and turned his face to Ning Huiran when he spoke: "Teacher Ning is not inferior at all, the play is fast and good, Immerse yourself in the character every minute."

"That's it," Yu Li added, "I don't care who brought it out."

The two sang together but failed to get a response from themselves, Ning Huiran was as quiet as a statue, motionless.

From the first moment she stepped into the villa, Ning Huiran maintained the same posture one by one.

He stepped on the edge of the sofa with bare feet, his back was bent into an arc, and his knees were tucked into the T-shirt on his upper body. He couldn't figure out how this guy pulled the T-shirt to the bottom to cover his lower body and his entire feet, just from a visual point of view A little too thin and thin, and he is still very white, immediately filled with a kind of pitiful weakness, which makes people love him.

Ning Huiran put his mouth in the hollow of his knees, unconsciously biting a piece of fabric, the script was spread flat on the side of the coffee table close to him, his arms wrapped around his legs, as if he wanted to hug himself completely, shrinking into a small ball .

Glancing at Yu Li, Mu Mingyi called Ning Huiran's name. It wasn't until his warm hand touched the skin of his arm that Ning Huiran took a deep breath as if waking up from a dream. When he saw Mu Mingyi With a look of astonishment on his face, he raised his voice: "Fuck! Yi, brother Yi...!"

The appearance of seeing a ghost is very revealing, Mu Ming pursed his lips resolutely, stood up and took out a cigarette, patted Ning Hui on his back, and asked him to go out for a smoke.

Ning Huiran hurriedly stuffed his feet into the sneakers, bouncing around to make them comfortable, followed Mu Mingyi, and Yu Li shouted behind him: "No fire?"

Before the words finished, a clean parabola Mu Mingyi grabbed the lighter in his hand, "Don't take too long, shoot right away." Yu Li threw the notebook on the sofa.

In fact, there is really no need for a lighter.

When Ning Huiran was pulled into Mu Mingyi's arms, the two of them squeezed into a cramped corner behind the villa where sundries were piled up on three sides. The space was so narrow that it could only accommodate two slender people. If they were fatter, their clothes would be exposed. , Ning Huiran was so frightened that his soul floated out.

With a trembling voice, he kept calling Brother Yi, and pulled the opponent's hands away from his body. The more frightened and embarrassed this person was, the happier he laughed. His two hands had never been so dexterous to play hide and seek with Ning Huiran. Cat, no matter how Ning Huiran covers it, he can find a chance to touch it...

Neck, shoulders, back, thighs, buttocks... Finally, the waist, twisted vigorously, Mu Mingyi commented: "I'm so skinny, I'm touching my bones."

"What are you thin on!" Ning Huiran was out of breath, the superposition of mental stimulation seemed to be small, but the movement of internal force counterbalanced him so much that he couldn't bear to lean on Mu Mingyi's body: "You pinched my crotch..."

I thought there was an intermission, but Mu Mingyi didn't finish his sentence. Mu Mingyi's hand went directly under his clothes to probe the wet sweat on his back. The flesh is exposed.

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Perhaps the crew is concentrating on preparing for the next night scene in the villa, but there is really no one outside, and Mu Mingyi's voice sounds next to his ears: "Have you recovered?"

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Not only that, cheating outside the runway under the eyes of a crew, anyone who has a heart disease can lie down, Ning Huiran heaves a sigh of relief, knowing that his brother is just teasing him, and wants him to follow Yu Li's script into the summer Pull that part out.

Now it can be regarded as a successful withdrawal, but it has brought another not-so-good consequence: "The filming is about to start, you are making trouble with me, disturbing me into the film..." Ning Huiran bit Mu Mingyi's shoulder, leaving behind the thin shirt. A light mouth wet mark.

"Is it difficult for you to get into the show?" Mu Mingyi pulled the clothes around Ning Huiran's waist, and raised his wrist to look at his watch.

"...It's not difficult." Ning Huiran replied sullenly.

How can it be difficult?Mu Mingyi didn't change his costume, he was full of intentions, as long as Ning Huiran closed his eyes and sank his heart into the play, he would hug the person who had admired, entangled, loved, and betrayed him... …

There was a sudden yell in the distance, someone came and called Mu Mingyi to go back, saying that the filming had started, Mu Mingyi leaned forward, and shook his hand at the man, Ning Hui was so frightened that his back straightened, he squeezed hard towards the horns, and rubbed against the man. A whole body of wall ash.

For Ning Huiran, he slid all the way from the shoulder to the wrist and then to the hand. Mu Mingyi pulled a finger of Ning Huiran before walking, and pinched it hard on the belly of the finger. Ning Huiran let out an ouch, listen The other party said to him: "Don't be Xia Pei for too long."

The nail prints were uneven and slightly painful, Ning Huiran rubbed and rubbed with the other finger, breathing heavily, he poked his head out of the wall little by little.

Thick clouds obscured the moonlight, and under the lone lamp, the man dragged out a long black shadow and walked quickly towards the villa.

As soon as his neck was cold, something fell from the top of his head, Ning Huiran raised his face, and the raindrops fell densely from the bottomless sky, making him squint his eyes.

It's raining.