Woke Up, the Actor Picked Up the Cub

Duan Congzhi slowly turned around, and Qin Ke was just three steps away behind him, standing quietly, as if he had always been there.

Duan Congzhi was startled: "Why are you here?"

Qin Ke said, "Come and see you."

Duan Congzhi tried his best to press the corners of his mouth, and gave a very reserved cry, restrained and did not ask him: Why come to see me?

Qin Ke wouldn't say anything like I miss you or because you ignored me, he probably won't get an answer.

They had a meal together. After the meal, Hu Xuze brought two swords to find Duan Congzhi, saying that he had come to learn swords from him.

This is what Duan Congzhi promised him during the shooting just now, to teach him a simple set of swordsmanship.

Hu Xuze didn't expect that Duan Congzhi's "friend" would come again, and he didn't look like unrequited love.

He saw that Qin Ke didn't mean to just leave. Instead, he nodded to him as a greeting, and then shouted at Duan Congzhi at the other end: "Brother Xiao Duan are you alright, hurry up."

He was so anxious that Duan Congzhi thought that something was wrong with him, and didn't dare to go out with him.

"Is there a problem?"

Hu Xuze looked at him strangely: "What's the matter, learning the sword, didn't you say it was good?"

Duan Congzhi: "???"

Hu Xuze glanced at the tent that Duan Congzhi had just come out of. Qin Ke was also looking here, and Hu Xuze smiled at him from an invisible angle.

Qin Ke's eyes were a bit cold.

Hu Xuze specifically asked not to use Tai Chi swords used by the grandfather in the park to exercise.

But most of the swordsmanship at the beginning is slow, and the faster pace is more demanding. Just like dancing, physical strength and control of the body are one reason. On the other hand, it’s not like dancing, you only need to control yourself. There is also the sword in his hand, in addition to physical coordination, he also controls the sword.

Duan Congzhi said: "I will show you two sets, you choose yourself."

The sky has darkened. In the area where the crew stays for activities, there is a clearing in the central area surrounded by a few tents. The clearing is pulled up with a string, hanging lights, and hanging high.

On the vast grassland, a few small tents are scattered, the empty environment, the high sky, the white light is a little lonely, like a lot of moonlight, and the cool ground is scattered, covering the body like hoarfrost.

Qin Ke's gaze fell on the sword dancer not far away.

Duan Congzhi dressed very loosely for the past two days because of the pain in his riding leg, and was convenient for his movements. He held the prop sword of the crew in his hand, chopped and swept, moved around, dexterously and powerfully.

It seems like a young knight who is chic and willing to dance swords under the moon.

The camera brother didn't know when he came, and he drove the camera to Duan Congzhi. After Duan Congzhi returned the sword to his sheath, he covered the lens with satisfaction.

After reading it, Hu Xuze pondered: "How long do you think I can learn?"

Duan Congzhi didn't expect him to learn. After the two sets, his breath remained stable. He threw the sword to Hu Xuze: "One and a half tricks are okay. You have to learn the whole set of swordsmanship from the basic movements."

Hu Xuze nodded: "What you said makes sense."

Duan Congzhi thought he was going to give up or pick a certain movement study, but he didn't expect him to say: "Then learn slowly, we still have two months." He patted Duan Congzhi on the shoulder, "It doesn't matter if we are finished. It's a colleague."

Hu Xuze's goal has been achieved, and he simply left with his sword, and Duan Congzhi also walked back.

He saw Qin Ke standing outside the tent holding himself up again. Instead of asking him directly if he wanted to live here, he said, "Should Zhou Quan find another tent for you?"

Of course the tent is not so easy to find, Duan Congzhi just wrote a blank check to test Qin Ke.

"No need to."

"Oh," Duan Congzhi led him in, with a distressed face, "the bed here is a bit small."

Qin Ke was silent for a moment and said, "Come on medicine."

"……How did you know?"

"You walk in the wrong posture."

Duan Congzhi: "..."

He was a little suspicious. He was walking normally very hard. Is that obvious?

He tried to fight: "Small injury, it's almost healed."

Qin Ke didn't talk nonsense with him: "Take it off."

The tent is not soundproofed. If anyone is walking outside, the sound can be heard clearly. Similarly, you can basically hear what is said inside.

Assistant Gu, who came to ask Qin Ke where he is staying tonight, stopped when he heard this sentence.

Excuse me, he thought too much.

How could President Qin have a second choice?

He should worry about where he lives, or else squeeze with Zhou Quan? Is it possible to find a car general?

Assistant Gu walked to Zhou Quan and met him halfway through. Knowing that he was going to find Duan Congzhi, he dragged him away, saying that San Ye and Duan Shao had something to do, don't go there and disturb.

Zhou Quan was dragged away by him, looking back from time to time. If there is anything I can't disturb, Duan Shao ordered the milk tea himself.

Duan Congzhi silently looked at the figure approaching and leaving at the door, gently pinched his eyebrows, and said to Qin Ke, "I am not a kid anymore. I would misunderstand you like this."

Qin Ke's eyebrows gathered slightly, watching him without speaking.

"Zhou Quan bought me the medicine on the first day. I am applying it, but it is too slow." Under Qin Ke's gaze, he said under pressure, "I haven't washed it today. I will apply it after washing. ."

On the grassland, taking a bath is really a problem. There is hot water, but the temperature is low at night, so I can only scrub.

Qin Ke walked out, but Duan Congzhi didn't expect him to turn around and leave. For a second, he grabbed Qin Ke's arm before he walked out of the tent: "Where are you going?"

"In the car."

Duan Congzhi:? ? ?

"Are you going?"

Qin Ke knew he had misunderstood what he meant, and explained: "You said the bed is small."

So he went to sleep in the car? This logic seems to be fine. Duan Congzhi was choked by him and shot himself in the foot with a rock.

"But I'm thin."

Qin Ke understood what he meant, with a smile in his eyes.

A small area was separated from the corner of the tent with a water-proof curtain. After they washed separately, they lay on the bed together. The bed was really small, there was only a quilt, and the two were next to each other.

Duan Congzhi's heart was stubborn, and he dared not get too close to him, turned his back to him and lay on his side.

Qin Ke said lightly: "Apply medicine."

The topic came back again. Duan Congzhi wanted to beg for mercy. How dare he ask Qin Ke to give him medicine? If he is a healthy person, if he has some reaction, how will he end up?

However, this time he seemed to have touched Qin Ke's bottom line, and his attitude was very determined.

Duan Congzhi went out, opened the quilt, pulled down the pajama pants, turned around and lay down, so that even if there is any reaction, it should not be easy to see.

Duan Congzhi buried his head in the pillow, his legs were slightly apart, his skin was white, his dark blue pajamas piled loosely on his ankles, and the red bruises on his tightly muscular thighs were particularly conspicuous, and Qin Ke's eyes were slightly dark. The fingertips lightly touched the scars, and the cool fingers touched the skin, causing a shudder.

Duan Congzhi's five senses are keen, and for Hu Xuze, he can barely endure the injury. He already can't bear tears. At this moment, he was touched by Qin Ke. He didn't know if the pain was numbness or itching. He hummed and urged. :"Faster."

Qin Ke dipped the creamy white ointment and applied it little by little. The cold ointment stretched and warmed up little by little with his movements, and the painful sensation was reduced a lot. Instead, it was itchy, itching to the heart.

Duan Congzhi's face turned to the other side, biting his lower lip, breathing hard, and the sheets under him were deeply creases.

The medicine is comparable to torture.

When Qin Ke finally withdrew his hand, Duan Congzhi suddenly let out a sigh of relief, quickly pulled his pants over and got into the bed to lie down, breathing calmly.

Qin Ke took the medicine and wiped his hand before looking at him. Under the orange light, Duan Cong's lower lip was bitten by himself and red, with red marks on the corners of his eyes. It was wet, as if he was cheated by his master to eat. The bitter pill kitty, unspeakable grievance, and a little naturally coquettish.

Spring is boundless.

He didn't know what he was like, Qin Ke only glanced at it, then staggered his eyes and lay down beside him.

"Let Zhou Quan take medicine when I go out in the future."

The medicine he said was the same as the face cream, produced by the same laboratory and exclusively provided by Duan Congzhi.

Duan Congzhi nodded hastily, feeling the temperature of Qin Ke around him, Duan Xiaodi refused to bow his head, and Duan Congzhi rarely felt regretful.

Qin Ke might have been **** off for a few days to come to the door deliberately to torture him. He had known that this would be the case, and he might as well bow his head and be soft.

After a lot of persuasion, plus the influence of a heart sutra, Duan lowered his head in shame. Duan Congzhi still couldn't sleep over and over again.

Although he had been very restrained and reduced the frequency of turning as much as possible, they were too close. He stretched out his arms and moved his legs to touch Qin Ke.

I don't know how many times after meeting him, Qin Ke said, "Can't sleep?"

At this night, Qin Ke was probably very sleepy, and now he was awakened by himself, his voice was much lower than usual, Duan Congzhi was a little guilty, but also a little weak.

Qin Ke hugged him, with a virtual hand in front of him: "Go to sleep."

The same as coaxing a child.

Duan Congzhi was circled in his arms, surrounded by his smell, listening to his thumping heartbeat, he gradually became sleepy.

The next day, when he was awakened by the noise outside, Duan Congzhi opened his eyes and didn't know when he fell asleep last night.

He moved a little and his body froze. I don't know who did it. They were closer than they were before going to bed last night, the four lower limbs entangled.

Duan Congzhi could clearly feel the changes in Qin Ke's body when he stuck so close. He moved his legs away suddenly, his movements were so big that he arched the quilt, and a puff of cold air came in through the gap. Duan Congzhi She shrank her toes with the cold.

Qin Ke opened his eyes and naturally loosened his arm around him.

Duan Congzhi was more embarrassed than he, and quickly changed his clothes.

During breakfast, Duan Congzhi always looked at Qin Ke. Qin Ke's face was indifferent, as if nothing happened in the morning, and only Duan Congzhi was embarrassed.

Duan Congzhi thought that there is probably nothing to embarrass Qin Ke. This man is not close to each other, maybe there is no taboo about "sex" at all.

For Qin Ke, it was just a normal physiological reaction, and he had always faced everything calmly.

With that said, he reacted a bit when he was taking the medicine last night, which is understandable. After self-persuasion, Duan Congzhi gradually relaxed.

But soon he began to think about another problem, did Qin Ke solve it?

He would also have the reaction from Chen Qiang, and it usually passed after the pressure, to the level of Qin Ke, he clearly felt it, if it was pressured, it would be too dehumanizing.

But Qin Ke was calm and self-sufficient like a **** to be confessed. Indulgence and desire, no matter which word was put on him, seemed to be against him.

To guess whether he will relieve himself seems to be a blasphemy against him.

The author has something to say: Cong Kitty: jiojio who stretches out temptation, Cong Kitty catches the bait

Ke: Take it up, massage the whole body

Cong: Meow meow?

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