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When the phone call with An Zhimi ended, Si Jin said goodbye in a calm voice, with no emotion at all on that chiseled face, which was more handsome than a natural sculpture.

He leaned back on the window sill, and tapped the marble countertop lightly with his fingers. Only he himself knew that when he heard An Zhimi's provocation, under the indifferent appearance, there was a strange impulse in his heart.

evidence?How to find evidence.

Is it to take off his clothes and look for them a little bit?Still kissed every inch of skin that was smoother than milk, saw An Zhimi trembling, touched his face obsessively, and told him how charming his expression was at the moment.

If An Zhimi knew what colorful things Si Jin was thinking about, he would probably regret the lies he made up on the spur of the moment.

Too bad he didn't know.

Si Jin took a shower, fell into the bed that smelled of An Zhimi, and called Professor Hua.

"Professor, to confirm again, does the disease only have a negative psychological impact on the patient?"

Professor Hua: "It seems to be the case at present. As long as the patient is sure that his mood has been relatively stable recently and he has not behaved out of line, there is no need to worry too much."

Si Jin thought for a while, "It's not out of line, it's just..."

Thinking of An Zhimi's boastful appearance, saying that his pheromones are super strong, Si Jin couldn't help but smile, "It's just cuter."

Professor Hua: "..."

Professor Hua straightened his face and hinted: "If there is nothing else, I will go to work first."

Internationally renowned top-level professors, time is precious, not just to listen to people show affection!

"Okay, please put in more thought, I'll bring him over soon."

......

After confirming that An Zhimi's condition was stable, Si Jin was relieved, changed into her clothes, and was about to go straight to the set, when she suddenly remembered that An Zhimi was fine before going out yesterday, but suddenly changed his face at night. Cute, and kept calling him a scumbag.

After thinking for a while, Si Jin asked Zhuang Wei to investigate An Zhimi's itinerary yesterday.

Seeing the Patuna show sent from his mobile phone, Si Jin's heart skipped a beat. The admission voucher he asked for for Si Yanyan yesterday was exactly this show.

Si Jin walked out of the hotel and got into the car with long legs.

The car was driving smoothly on the road to the crew, Si Jin calmly called Si Yanyan.

"Brother, what can I do for you?"

Si Yanyan had just spent a wonderful night with the little milk dog, and she was currently buried in the little milk dog's chest, drawing circles with her fingers on her fair skin, with a look of satisfaction on her face.

Not to mention, although Zhou Zairan showed resistance, he was very active when he went to bed.

She knew that this duplicity man was obviously very satisfied with her.

What a shameless guy.

As soon as Si Jin heard her voice, she knew: "How was the show yesterday?"

Si Yanyan was too satisfied: "It couldn't be better."

Si Jin's calm voice made Si Yanyan lose her ability to judge, "It seems that you are doing well, unlike me, who was pointed at the nose and scolded as a scumbag."

The fingertips that circled paused, and Si Yanyan suddenly remembered something, and sat up with a little guilt, "Haha, who is so courageous to offend you?" She patted her chest and said righteously: "Tell me, I'm going to trouble him!"

Si Jin laughed, "Si Yanyan, has anyone ever told you that your voice is especially loud when you are guilty?"

Si Yanyan paused for a moment, then squeezed her throat pretentiously: "Brother, what are you talking about~"

Si Jin lowered her eyelids and said in a cold voice, "I don't have time to go around in circles with you. While I'm still patient, tell me honestly, or you'll go abroad tomorrow, and don't cause trouble for me in China."

The familiar tone, the chilling menace.

Si Yanyan was shocked, and regardless of Zhou Zairan's displeasure at being woken up, she yelled, "Brother! I was wrong!"

From childhood to adulthood, as long as Si Jin wanted to do, there was nothing he couldn't do.

Si Yanyan was most afraid of him, stared at by Zhou Zairan's doubtful eyes, she bit the bullet and explained how to talk nonsense to Zhou Zairan, how to smear Si Jin, she wanted to beautify a few words, but Zhou Zairan's face became more and more serious. It was getting uglier and ugly, and he used his eyes to linger at her the whole time.

In this kind of back and forth attacking Shura field, Si Yanyan cried and confessed everything.

Before Si Jin could speak, Zhou Zairan became angry, "Si Yanyan, you lied to me!"

On his gentle expression, for the first time, a paleness that Si Yanyan had never seen before appeared, and he stood up without saying a word, as if he couldn't see this person beside him at all, he put on all his clothes, and limped away , as if the lingering death last night was just an illusion.

Si Yanyan panicked, "Zai Ran, listen to my explanation."

If Zhou Zairan's refusal before made Si Yanyan feel that it was a matter of taste, then at this moment, Si Yanyan really felt that she was about to lose Zhou Zairan, and panicked as if a piece was missing in her heart.

Wrapped in a bath towel, he chased him out, but he didn't come back. Instead, he heard his brother's unhurried voice through the receiver: "You have 5 minutes to clean up, and you will be locked up for a month when you go home."

Si Yanyan was in a hurry and shouted: "My wife has run away, you can just wait for me to chase her back and lock her up for a year!"

Si Jin sneered: "Impossible."

After all, my wife was almost lost by you too.

After hanging up the phone, Si Jin crossed her legs and closed her eyes leisurely to cut off Si Yanyan's angry curses.

Tsk, it's much more comfortable now.

An Zhimi went home and took a hasty shower. He always felt that his whole body smelled like cedar, and he squeezed half a bottle of shower gel to barely cover Si Jin's smell.

Before going out, he sprayed some perfume on his neck, An Zhimi took a deep breath, and patted his face in the mirror.

Cheer up, you will be looked down upon with a listless face!

When the appointed time came, An Zhimi went downstairs and got into Zhou Ran's car.

Zhou Ran drove the car, handed An Zhimi the sandwich milk he bought on the road, and asked casually, "What did you and Si Jin do yesterday?"

There was a circle of white milk stains on An Zhimi's lips, and he almost choked when he heard the words: "What can we do? Let's go back to our respective houses!"

Zhou Ran gave him a suspicious look, "I'll just ask, why are you so excited."

An Zhimi bit the sandwich, as if every bite was on some scumbag, he suddenly remembered something, "Did you send Fujiu home yesterday?"

Zhou Ran sadly replied: "I'm no use, why didn't you tell me that his husband is from the Wei family, and when he came here, his eyes wanted to eat me up, and he picked him up directly."

An Zhimi breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

The two chatted for a while, and then they arrived at Tongzilou. Before An Zhimi got out of the car, Zhou Ran suddenly called out, "An'an."

An Zhimi was stunned, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Ran hesitated to speak, and held back for a long time: "If you fall in love, I have no objection, and I have nothing to do with you, but if the object is Si Jin... you have to consider the negative impact of exposure of good things The outside world's love for AA is not as tolerant as you imagined."

An Zhimi staggered, and turned his head in embarrassment: "I didn't fall in love with him!"

They're just, just that relationship!

Zhou Ran sighed and restarted the car, "You just have to know what's in your mind."

.......

An Zhimi entered Tongzilou full of worries, and met Bai Heyu head-on, who greeted him, "Good morning."

After saying hello, Bai Heyu suddenly took a closer look at his expression, "An An, are you feeling unwell?"

An Zhimi was stunned, "No."

Bai Heyu smiled, patted his shoulder, and when he was about to say something, he felt a menacing gaze cast from the door, directly falling on his hand on An Zhimi's shoulder.

Bai Heyu froze, and slowly raised his hand, "Pay more attention to your body when filming, don't overwork yourself when you are young."

An Zhimi was puzzled, "Thank you senior."

Bai Heyu nodded, without changing his expression, he said towards the door: "Si Jin is here."

An Zhimi turned his head and saw Si Jin walking in from the light, a pair of long legs wrapped in cotton trousers, it seemed that he had just washed his hair, and his hair was still steamy, reminding An Zhimi that this What did people do with him last night.

What an unspeakable relationship they are now.

An Zhimi's face became hot when he realized that, just as Director Chen was calling him, he pretended not to see Si Jin, heyed and walked away.

Si Jin, who was coming, paused, bowed his head and smiled.

Bai and Yu were sandwiched between them, faintly aware of the delicate atmosphere between them, he bumped into Si Jin's shoulder, and asked narrowly, "Why can't I understand your relationship?"

Si Jin still remembered the scene where Bai and Yu took An Zhimi's shoulders, so she stopped smiling and said lightly: "Eat carrots and worry about it."

Bai Heyu was at a loss: "..." I just asked.

When the leading actors arrived, they immediately began to do styling without stopping. An Zhimi's styling is always the best. It just so happened that today his lips were pale, and he didn't even need to cover them up. He just grabbed his hair and waited beside Bai Heyu. with.

He didn't know how to face Si Jin yet, and when he signed the agreement, he took advantage of the alcohol, and when he calmed down, he felt very embarrassed.

After all, there is still a gap in rank between him and a vagabond like Si Jin.

Si Jin was sitting in front of the makeup mirror, and the makeup artist was putting ear studs on him. Si's family style strictly prohibited him, and of course he didn't have the habit of piercing his ears. Si Jin also did it specially for this drama.

Black earrings, embedded in the cold white earlobe, a head of unruly black hair, ripped jeans, baggy black short sleeves, set off by that noble face, it seems inexplicably high-end.

Si Jin's expressionless face suddenly fluctuated. He looked at An Zhimi in the mirror, and curled his lips, "How is it?"

An Zhimi came back to his senses, fuck, when did he see it!

"So-so." An Zhimi retracted his gaze without haste, pretending to be calm.

Si Jin only smiled slightly, and wanted to reach out to rub An Zhimi's hair, but the latter avoided him vigilantly, and shouted impatiently: "You can't touch a man's head, what are you doing!"

Bai and Yu sat between two people who had long ago collapsed without knowing it, and suddenly felt that they were superfluous as the hero.

At this time, Director Chen came in from the door, holding the script in his hand, "The shape is almost ready?"

The makeup artist replied: "There are still a few minutes."

"Okay." Director Chen found a stool and sat down, "Let me tell you about the next scene."

At present, the plot of "Sinking" has reached the point where Fang Miaomiao and Pei Chi rekindled their old relationship. Ever since they exchanged fiery kisses in the electric lock room, the emotions in their hearts have become more intense. However, due to Fang Miaomiao and Ji Yan's marriage in name only, both parties are suffering and immersed in each other. in the stimulus.

Fang Miaomiao filed for divorce from Ji Yan countless times, but Ji Yan blocked her back with revenge for killing her father.Fang Miaomiao knew that she owed Ji Yan, and she cried countless late nights, not only for her own miserable life, but also for the future she and Pei Chi could not see.

On this day, Fang Miaomiao was again humiliated by the drunken Ji Yan who brought up his father's affairs. Fang Miaomiao couldn't bear it anymore and rushed out to find the only light in his life.

In Pei Chi's narrow room, the two went to bed in a daze.

......

"The camera mainly focuses on the foreplay, the caress between the lovers, the unbearable reaction, the invisible sexual tension, you must show it, show desire without being vulgar, understand?"

Si Jin replied quickly: "Understood."

An Zhimi hesitated, why didn't he seem to understand...

"This is the first sex scene. It is very important. I will clear the scene and leave only a few necessary staff members so that you don't feel uncomfortable." Director Chen prepared for both parties, especially warning someone: "You guys Just remember it's acting, don't get personal."

Si Jin suddenly laughed, "Director Chen, what are you talking about while looking at me?"

Director Chen ignored him, and looked away expressionlessly.

When we were talking here, the styling was done and the staff went out. An Zhimi pulled the neckline a little. Why was his body so hot? He asked a key question: "Do I need to take it all off?"

Director Chen looked at him: "You can wear a thong."