Heartthrob's Guide to Rollovers

"Although Liao Chengshu is a little nervous, his idea is not groundless."

Luo Yang explained: "Yuan Xiao first made his debut as an actor. He is tall but not big-boned, and his face is exquisite and somewhat indisputable. So the agent wanted to take the lead and accept him. The agency was a small workshop, and it closed down before it could win a superstar who was a reverse character. Later, Yuan Xiao’s natural musical ability was discovered by Chengcheng Xingguang, and he directly switched to becoming a singer. This small wave in the entertainment industry did not stir up, but it quickly became popular in the music world."

Yueci rubbed his chin, thought for a while and said: "I have a little impression of this incident. When he first debuted, he was released by 8 as a non-music major. Many people questioned whether he could do it, but he does have a good voice. When he speaks on stage, it is no exaggeration to say that he is a voice of nature. However, I don’t know if he has acted before, or is he a reverse character?”

"I don't know how the performance was, but after seeing that play, Liao Chengshu was shocked by Yuan Xiao, who was wearing women's clothes. There is no suitable role. This time, in order to impress Yuan Xiao, he even made a major revision of the script and customized a heroic female character. Seeing how persistent he is, he must have performed well."

Luo Yang glanced at Yue Ci's expression full of interest, and continued: "So if you want to play this role, the first thing you have to impress is not Liao Chengshu, but Yuan Xiao."

"Is Yuan Xiao able to impress me?" Yue Ci let go of the pen in his hand, and said lazily, "See if he is really as good as Liao Chengshu imagined, if not, I won't be patient." .”

Luo Yang gave a "tsk" and said disdainfully: "Yuan Xiao is different from others. He has no interest in cross-talking now. Liao Chengshu has been rejected many times. I think your ending is the same as Liao Chengshu's." of."

Yue Ci didn't take his aggressive approach at all, shrugged his shoulders, and said in a casual tone, "We'll wait and see."

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At noon, after talking about the business, a group of people naturally received the lunch boxes distributed by the crew. Fu Jingyue looked at them with great interest. The soft and sticky rice grains lost their proper taste, and the steaming Kung Pao Chicken exuded a little The unattractive aroma, this kind of lunch that can only be used to satisfy hunger, not appetite, Yue Ci and Lu Xi habitually eat with relish, even Si Mingxiu calmly asked for a boxed lunch from the staff, ready to eat it a lunch.

"Do you usually eat this?" Fu Jingyue asked in surprise.

The pampered young master Lu Xi pointed to the side very calmly at this time: "Then there is soup."

Yue Ci wiped his mouth, and replied: "Do you want to hear the explanation of the external version or the internal version?"

"How to say?" Fu Jingyue asked enthusiastically.

"The external version is that the rest time is limited, and the actors have to finish eating quickly to make time for filming, so the meals are simple." Yueci said, mercilessly revealing the director's truth: "The internal version is that the crew has limited funds, and our director Luo is poor. We can’t afford four dishes and one soup for everyone, so there is only one box of rice and one egg soup left. If the funds are always tight in the future, the egg soup may also be omitted.”

Not far away, Luoyang was furious, and the bottle of mineral water was thrown at him: "Shut up, finish eating quickly and start filming, who is to blame for not being able to allocate investment funds after years?"

Fu Jingyue narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked back and forth between the lunch box and Luoyang, thoughtfully.

Looking at his expression, Yue Ci found it very familiar. It was no different from his own expression when he was depressed. He snorted and said, "The eldest nephew is still not leaving, and you plan to stay and observe the people's feelings?"

Fu Jingyue was so thick-skinned that he really ran over to ask the staff for a boxed lunch, then leaned over to Yueci's side, and said with a smile, "Come and share the joys and sorrows with my little aunt."

As he said, he picked up a chopstick of meat and put it into his mouth. It was spicy, bitter, astringent, and delicious. It was the handle of the dark cooking world.

But even so, when Yue Ci looked at him with a smirk, he still chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed it calmly, and began to change the subject unintentionally, with a frivolous tone: ""Emperor Chu Ming" is about to start broadcasting, tonight Don't celebrate, give your nephew a chance to honor you, huh?"

"No." Yue Ci glanced at him, slightly pursed his lips, with a hint of joking: "Go back to eat your little uncle at night."

Fu Jingyue was taken aback, and was caught off guard by the flair between his brows. Then he reacted and quickly looked away with a low cough. The rest can be talked about without any scruples, but it's not his turn to tease the topic about the uncle. .

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When the crew is filming, there is usually no fixed off-duty time. When the workload of today is finished filming, the work is considered over. I am so used to it that I am busy again until nightfall. When I opened the door, I accidentally found that the light in the house was on Yes, Fu Peiyuan, who is usually busier than him, came back earlier than him today.

The weather in early autumn turned cold at night, and the man put on a cotton and linen casual top, plain white, simple round neck, sleeves that reach to the wrist, cleanly ironed and neutralized his sharp eyebrows and eyes, adding a bit of home atmosphere .He was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, his hands resting casually on his lap, and it was rare that he did not work overtime with his business notebook in his hand, but instead cast his eyes on the TV in front of which an advertisement was playing.

The distance from the entrance to the dining room is not too far, Yue Ci moved away from the man, and saw steaming four dishes and one soup on the dining table, the rich aroma of the food wafted in the air, which was better than the flowers he had last time. I don't know how many times better the formula is.The young man was stunned, and there was a strange feeling in his heart. Maybe it was because he had lived together for a long time, and he had the illusion of treating this temporary residence as a home, and Fu Peiyuan's attitude was more like a wife who was waiting for her husband to come home and have dinner together.

Yueci smiled, and the illusion quickly dissipated. He walked in, and happened to hear the opening song played on TV. He participated in the recording of the familiar rhythm. He took a look, and it really was "Emperor Chu Ming".

Today is the first day of the broadcast of "Emperor Chu Ming". The TV station launched this drama in prime time. Could it be for this reason too?

"It is indeed much cheaper to smash a teacup than a floor lamp."

The low voice with a touch of ridicule brought Yueci back to his senses: "What?"

He subconsciously glanced at the TV, and saw that the teacup that fell to the ground and fell apart happened to be playing on the screen. He remembered the plot of this scene. When the young Chu Yuan learned that the guards were searching the imperial concubine's palace, he smashed the teacup in anger. Zhan, rush over in a hurry.

It was written in the script that he smashed the teacup, but he did smash the floor lamp as Fu Peiyuan teased. He was not on the crew, but during the audition at Fang Zhonggui’s house. The emotions attracted the attention of everyone present.

Yueci's eyes moved slightly, and his heart turned back and forth for a while. Not many people knew this story, and no one would deliberately spread it. Moreover, Fu Peiyuan's tone was as familiar as if he had seen it with his own eyes, which made him suddenly feel thought.

He chuckled lightly, and his voice was firm, "During the audition that day, it was you who watched the show behind the monitor."

"It's me." The corners of Fu Peiyuan's lips curled slightly, with a calm attitude: "That was the first time I saw you, you are very sharp and bold."

Yue Ci raised his eyebrows, and sat beside him, he said casually: "It's nothing, I'm very sensitive to the sight of others, I've been staring at the hidden camera since I entered the room, and then the camera caught me The light flickered slightly, and I guessed that there was someone behind the surveillance camera, and your gaze was too hot, I thought it would be difficult to ignore, so I simply teased you after the play."

Thinking of the scene at that time, he laughed lowly, rubbed his fingers gently on the man's wrist, and said in a somewhat ambiguous tone, "So, didn't you see enough, baby."

Fu Peiyuan's face was calm and his black eyes were deep, but he firmly grasped the hand that was doing evil, and imprisoned the person in his arms, with a calm voice: "Be good, if you don't want me to do you now."

Yueci sat straddling him, with an unrestrained attitude and no restraint at all. He used his ingenuity to release the man's strength, and clasped the other's hand behind the man's backhand. His thin lips slid down from the man's forehead to the corner of his lips, but he didn't miss it. , but kissed the earlobe along the route, blew slightly, and smiled lightly: "I did you."

The man squinted his eyes and looked at the young man's peachy cheeks, but he didn't seem to benefit from this kind of flirting method. His voice was low and dangerous, and he asked, "How many people have you done with this method?" Have you used it before?"

The more he was speechless, the more he laughed out loud.

"There are not many things that I can treat with such care. Don't worry, your adopted son is definitely not among them." He smiled, changed the topic, and said softly, "Or, at the critical moment, you suddenly had a cleansing obsession and it was unbearable?"

He has always indulged in pleasure and enjoyment, and there are beauties around him almost all the time. This is his attitude towards life. He does not feel inferior or proud. If Fu Peiyuan is really obsessed with cleanliness to the last step, he will not force it. There is nothing wrong with it, it's just that the concepts are different, and it's fine to get together and get together.

However, it would still make him feel very sorry that the beauty who was about to eat his mouth flew away like this.

Fu Peiyuan took a deep look at him, but it was not as he expected. Instead, he grabbed the other person's head and kissed him fiercely, sucking, biting and pestering him, domineeringly refusing to give the other person any room to breathe, and at the same time One hand protruded into the fair skin presumptuously, leaving exclusive marks on it. After the kiss, his breathing remained the same, but his voice was slightly hoarse: "Yueci, you are mine. I don't care about everything before, but now From now on, you belong to me alone."

His possessiveness was fully displayed, and the calm and self-sustaining man's tone was rarely arrogance: "I can make you do whatever you want, whether you want to make Fu Jin or destroy Fenghua Let go and do it, like filming, want to become famous, and stand at the top of the entertainment circle, I have my backing, I can let you live without any worries, and you don't need half a minute of restraint

But I can't have any contact with the second person beyond friendship, whether physically or mentally, I will not tolerate any man who has unreasonable thoughts about you. "

"Cheeks, eyebrows, lips, neck, shoulders, every part of your body is my territory, and there can only be traces left by me. Whoever stained my territory..." His eyes were deep, as if staring at you. The prey's venomous tongue was as cold and intimidating, and the voice was low and hoarse: "I will crush him to ashes every inch."

Yue Ci looked down at him, without doubting the seriousness of this man's words, he was strong enough, he could do what he said, and at the same time his desire and concern for him were also true, maybe not enough for love, but possessive But it is true.

Is the old house on fire so hot?

Yue Ci had a bit of a headache, but it was undeniable that watching the calm and self-restraining Mr. Fu lose control of his emotions, his eyes were full of burning heat, and his palms were burning like fire. Very emotional.

He hooked his lips, and inserted one hand into the man's fine black hair, forcing the other person to look up at him, looking satisfied with the reflection of his own face in the other's clear eyes, and said: "Fu Xiaosan, in this relationship I will not find others during the maintenance period. This is a basic rule, and I will not violate it. But I can’t guarantee how long the same relationship can last. Will both parties not be bored? This is something I can’t give you affirmation answered."

As he spoke, he licked his lips, and under the gaze of the man's deep black eyes, he lowered his voice in a hoarse voice and said, "But at this moment, I am very sure and faithful to my desire, listen up, Fu Peiyuan, I want to do it." You, think about it now, and you will be strangled in pain when you think about it."

The young man's sexy voice, exclusive gaze, and vulgar and lustful words are the best aphrodisiac, completely destroying Fu Peiyuan's rationality, his brain has no thinking at all, and his body honestly and viciously pushes the young man down on the sofa. The two quickly entangled with each other, fell to the ground unconsciously but didn't realize it, they were passionately lingering together.

The clothes were torn and thrown aside, and then there was the vibrating sound of the phone in the pocket, and it was a persevering vibration, it seemed that they would not give up until the enthusiasm of the two of them was shocked.

Yue Ci stopped his movements and cursed in a hoarse voice: "Damn it!"

Who is so blank, calling at this time?

Cursing like this, he still reached out his hand and took out the phone from his pocket helplessly, and stopped the large estrous beast on his body from trying to snatch the phone.

The phone screen lit up, and the caller ID showed a familiar name: Zhonggui.

Yueci: ………………………