If you don’t act well, you will go home and have a baby [Rebirth]

Chu Ming didn't speak, but stopped rubbing his neck, and the warm breath sprayed on the side of Song Qinghan's neck, motionless, as if he was asleep.

Song Qinghan patted his head with his backhand, frowned slightly and put down the clothes in the other hand, and called out worriedly: "Chu Ming?"

The big head resting on his shoulder moved slightly when he heard his name.

Sensing his movements, Song Qinghan felt relieved, and rubbed the back of his fluffy head with his backhand: "What's wrong?"

Chu Ming still didn't speak, but lifted his head from his shoulders, then moved to his cheek and gently pecked and kissed him, tender and tender.

Song Qinghan lost his temper after being kissed by him, turned around and kissed his face fiercely, and then saw Chu Dagou's red eyes.

Song Qinghan: "..."

???

So what's the matter?

He frowned, held Chu Ming's face in his hands and looked left and right, then stretched out his hand to lightly touch his eyes, and after touching them vaguely, he stopped.

"What's wrong with your eyes?" Song Qinghan looked at his frowning brows, and couldn't help but lower his tone, "Is there something wrong?"

Chu Ming shook his head silently, then blinked vigorously: "...It's so spicy."

Song Qinghan: "..."

Expressionlessly, he let go of the hands holding Chu Ming, then grabbed the cheeks on both sides of his cheeks, and pulled them out.

President Chu's handsome and flawless face was ripped apart like an emoji, and he looked at Song Qinghan with aggrieved eyes.

Song Qinghan let go of his hand, touched his reddened face, and sighed: "Come with me, I'll wash it for you."

"En." President Chu obeyed obediently, and when Song Qinghan turned around, he went to get the clothes Song Qinghan put on the bed, put them on his hands, and followed Song Qinghan into the bathroom.

Song Qinghan released the water, then turned around and called Chu Ming over.

Chu Ming hung up the clothes on his hands, then walked over, lowered his head and asked Song Qinghan to wipe his eyes with a wet towel.

He just choked his eyes from the hot pot's spicy oil. Although it looked a little red, it didn't hurt much anymore.

It's just that Chu Ming looked at Song Qinghan raising his head and frowning, his curled eyelashes flickering, and his eyes were full of his own appearance, so he quietly let Song Qinghan do whatever he wanted.

Song Qinghan stared at his eyes carefully, and couldn't help but blow to him: "Is it better?"

"Okay." Chu Ming blinked and smiled.

Song Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief.

The hot water was almost full. Hearing the sound of water, Song Qinghan bent over and turned the switch, then the hem of the clothes was lifted slightly, and a big warm and dry hand reached in from the hem. Slowly rubbing against his waist.

His waist froze for a moment, and then he slapped that big hand that was doing evil everywhere.

Chu Ming paused, then continued to gently knead his waist.

Song Qinghan stood up straight and squeezed his mouth: "What's wrong with you today?"

Chu Dagou's appearance today is not quite right.

Normally, he would also seize the opportunity to act like a baby, but there was never a time like today, when he was still unhappy.

Song Qinghan squeezed his mouth, kissed his pouty lips, and then saw Chu Dagou's eyes brighten up, and the hand on his waist slowly reached up .

He let go of the hand holding Chu Ming's mouth, and grabbed Chu Ming's big hand that was constantly moving.

Seeing him staring at him with sharp eyes, Chu Ming couldn't help moving the hand held by Song Qinghan. When he felt Song Qinghan's firm will, he sighed and said sullenly: "That actor like you."

Song Qinghan: "???"

He thought about it carefully, frowned slightly and said, "Wei Ning?"

Chu Ming shook his head: "I don't know his name, it's the man in military uniform."

"That's Wei Ning." Song Qinghan raised his hand to touch Chu Ming's head, and said with a smile, "I have nothing to do with him."

"I know." Chu Dagou felt aggrieved, "I just don't like the way he looks at you."

When Song Qinghan didn't know it, Wei Ning looked at him with blazing eyes that almost melted his whole body.

"Yeah." Song Qinghan kissed him on the chin, "It's okay, there are still two months left, and the filming will be over."

The connection between him and Wei Ning is in the drama "Old Dreams in the Liyuan". When the filming is over, what does it matter if Wei Ning likes him or not?

They will never meet again.Even if there is, it is at best a business cooperation.

He is a very eccentric and protective person.To him, Wei Ning is just a partner in the film he is currently filming, while Chu Ming is someone he likes, loves deeply, and will spend the rest of his life with him.

He will not make things difficult for Wei Ning, but he will not make Chu Ming even more unhappy for Wei Ning.

Although he felt that Chu Dagou's unhappiness was probably because he acted coquettishly and suddenly came up to him.

"En." Big Dog Chu's eyes lit up, and with Song Qinghan's acquiescence, he broke free from Song Qinghan's grip on his wrist, and continued to probe inside.

The flexible waist seems to be thinner than before.Chu Ming lowered his head and kissed Song Qinghan's eyebrows lightly, then lifted off his casual clothes, revealing his thin and white waist hidden inside.

Song Qinghan's eyelashes moved, and then his lips curled up slightly, responding to his movements.

Tomorrow, Song Qinghan will continue to return to the set for filming. Although Chu Ming can directly tell Xiang Wei to keep Song Qinghan for another day, but thinking of how much Song Qinghan attaches importance to this film, Chu Ming restrained his actions. There are only a few traces left where the clothes cover.

However, out of his strong desire to possess, Chu Ming still left a mark of himself on the inside of Song Qinghan's wrist, tender red in color, people who don't know it will only think it is left after being bitten by a mosquito package.

Unexpectedly, when Song Qinghan rushed to the crew the next day, apart from him and Wei Ning, Xiang Wei, several other assistant directors, and several artists hadn't come yet.

"The director and the others were happy for a while yesterday, and they drank too much." Wei Ning saw Song Qinghan coming in, smiled kindly at him, and explained why the set is in the current situation.

"That's it." Song Qinghan nodded with a smile, "Then I don't know if the director and the others can wake up today."

Wei Ning shrugged and said jokingly, "Who knows."

His eyes swept across Song Qinghan's body, and then he seemed to say inadvertently: "Yesterday, Qinghan, you didn't seem to go, did you? Mr. Chu's treat is really generous."

Really big deal.

Song Qinghan shook his head, and said politely: "Yesterday you all passed by, I thought you probably had already eaten, so I didn't bother you."

Wei Ning frowned: "Why bother?"

He looked at Song Qinghan, who was dressed in a clean body, and the corners of his eyes and brows looked much brighter than before, and suddenly stopped talking.

"There are a lot of scenes to be filmed today. Qinghan, please read the script first. I'll ask someone to see if the director is awake." After Wei Ning finished speaking quickly, he turned around and strode towards the staff on the side .

Song Qinghan frowned slightly, then led Lin Chan and others to find where he usually sat, and took out the script to read.

He carefully re-read the script he had been familiar with for a long time, and there was a loud noise in the studio. Xiang Wei, who was too high yesterday, came in rubbing his forehead. Behind him were several haggard-looking assistant directors. There are also several artists with blue faces.

"Xiao Han, you came here so early." Seeing Song Qinghan, Xiang Wei put down his hand rubbing his forehead, and greeted Song Qinghan with a smile from afar.

Song Qinghan also put down the script in his hand, and replied with a smile.

Xiang Wei hurriedly went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water. After he regained consciousness, he came out with a loudspeaker and beckoned the staff to set up the scene quickly.

Before he came, the staff would have been pretty much done.After he checked all the equipment, the venue has been set up.

Song Qinghan got up and went to the dressing room to change into the costume he was going to wear in today's shooting, then sat on a chair and let Lin Yun do his makeup.

Lin Yun knew about Chu Ming's visit yesterday.She was a little worried, and looked at Song Qinghan's neck secretly and curiously. After confirming that there was no trace on that slender and white neck, she didn't know whether she was relieved or regretful, and picked up a Squeeze a little out of the bottle of liquid foundation to put on Song Qinghan's makeup.

Unlike the finished product, when filming a movie or a TV series, it is generally not filmed according to the development of the plot, but filmed section by section according to the director's arrangement.

It is possible that in the last scene you were still drinking stew in winter, and in the next scene you need to swim in the swimming pool because it is too hot in summer.

In the last scene, Song Qinghan just filmed the scene where Lou Yi and Gu Fengyi met, but in today's few scenes, they filmed the scenes near the finale in the script.

He was wearing a jade-colored gown, with neatly combed hair and a pair of small round-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He looked like an old-fashioned schoolteacher.

It's just that he has good eyebrows and eyes, and when he looks at people with a straight face, he won't make people feel intimidated. On the contrary, he thinks he is cute and cute.

Lou Yi was wearing a long gown and sitting on the sofa, holding the newspaper delivered by the newsboy earlier.

He pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, frowning as he read the news in the newspaper.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Lou Yi came back, and the sound of the door being pushed open was particularly obvious in the quiet house.

After the door was opened, there was a sound of clear but somewhat dull footsteps in the corridor.

"Brother?" Lou Yi knocked perfunctorily on the door outside, and then pushed the door open by herself. When she saw Lou Yi sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, the smile on her face immediately became a little stiff.

Lou Yi turned around from the sofa, still clutching the newspaper in his hand, but his face was calm.

"Yiyi, you're back." He said lightly, his voice was even and steady, and he couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in right now.

"Brother..." Lou Yi looked at the crumpled newspaper in his hand, and couldn't help but yelled again.