Sue you over and over again [Quick Transmigration]

Meng Zhao lit a cigarette and hesitated for a while, looking at Mo Bai with wolf-like eyes.

Mo Bai was a little scared, and said in a low voice: "I'm asleep, I have to film tomorrow."

Meng Zhao didn't say anything, just pinched out the cigarette and lay down beside him.

late at night.

Mo Bai lay on the bed and couldn't sleep, he just felt his back was sore and his legs were weak, especially that part was extremely uncomfortable.

Instead, Meng Zhao lay beside him and slept very soundly, with his arms and legs pressed against him, and when he moved a little, Meng Zhao made a displeased sound and hugged him even harder.

Mo Bai rolled his eyes, "Mr. System, give me some nutrient solution, if I die, I'm so weak, I'm drained."

"Only dead cattle, no plowed land."

Mo Bai hummed weakly, "I am a little tree that has been watered too much."

The system insulted him a few more words, but still fed him a bottle of nutrient solution, and did not forget to ask him: "Do you want to eat chrysanthemum cake?"

"..."

This meme is enough for the system to laugh at him ten thousand times.

Before Mo Bai was unable to get out of bed because of the mission target, the system asked him if he wanted chrysanthemum ointment, and Mo Bai said—is it delicious?

The system's answer is: "I don't know if it's delicious or not, I just know that it can reduce inflammation and relieve pain when applied somewhere."

Since then, Mo Bai has been silent about the three words chrysanthemum paste, but the system will say it when he thinks about it.

The system said flatly: "I know what you want, I'll give you a tube, I've deducted the sadomasochism value, it's a waste if you don't use it."

The effect of chrysanthemum cream is known to those who use it.

Cool and refreshing, effective in three seconds.

Mo Bai quickly fell asleep after applying the plaster.

In the early morning of the next day, when the warm sunshine caressed his body, Mo Bai woke up because of his shortness of breath.

He didn't sleep well last night, let's forget that the culprit didn't know his fault, and he didn't stop early in the morning.

The two big birds looked at each other face to face, their eyes were all pressed together, and they were competing to see who was stronger.

Mo Bai thinks that the whiter one is more beautiful, and the other one is bigger but too fierce.

But obviously, Meng Zhao didn't think so, the pride on his face was beyond words.

Mo Bai thought to himself: I have seen too many big birds, you are so proud.

Mo Bai's voice was a little hoarse, "What time is it?"

"Twenty past seven."

"It's getting late. I have to arrive at the set at nine o'clock. We will leave later. I will ask my assistant to pick me up."

Meng Zhao was a little annoyed, although he knew that what Mo Bai said was fine, but when it came out of Mo Bai's mouth, he just didn't want to listen, his face was cold, "It's up to you."

Mo Bai was stunned for a moment, picked up his crumpled trousers from the foot of the bed, took a look and knew that he couldn't wear them, "Is there any clothes and trousers that I can wear?"

Meng Zhao said angrily, "No."

Mo Bai stuck to him and hugged him, "Azhao."

"Why? Talk nicely."

"Are there any hickeys on me?"

Meng Zhao turned his gaze, looked around at him, and said, "Yes."

"Ah? Where?"

Meng Zhao snorted, opened his mouth and took a bite on Mo Bai's collarbone, "There are not only hickey marks, but also tooth marks."

Mo Bai cried out in pain.

He said to the system: "These are some perverted attacks."

The system said: "Aren't you used to it yet? Don't you know where this scumbag is?"

"Of course I know, self-centered, especially proud, has a sense of superiority ten times stronger than others, especially for those who like him, he only asks but does not give."

"So, for such a scumbag, you should know what to do...Mr. Mo, you are already a veteran, aren't you?"

A faint confidence flashed in Mobai's eyes, and soon he re-entered the state.

He reached out and pulled Meng Zhao into his arms, then put his arms around Meng Zhao's waist, bit his chest, and brushed the dogwood with his tongue inadvertently.

Meng Zhao gasped.

He looked up at Meng Zhao with focused eyes, "A Zhao, I like you."

Meng Zhao deliberately said lightly, "Oh."

"So are we dating now?"

Meng Zhao raised his eyebrows and said, "Try it."

-

In the end, Meng Zhao still found a sportswear for Mo Bai. Although it was a bit looser, it still looked good on Mo Bai's clothes hanger.

Mo Bai left the community first, took a taxi and got off at the gate of a middle school. He sent a message to Xiao Lin on the way, asking him to come pick him up now.

Mo Bai bought rice noodles at a small stall on the side of the road, sat there to eat while waiting, and soon Xiao Lin arrived.

From afar, Xiao Lin saw Mo Bai in a hat eating rice noodles without hesitation. He rubbed his eyes, took another look, and then called out, "Mr. Zhong."

Mo Bai looked up at him, "Well, have you eaten yet?"

Xiao Lin nodded hurriedly, "I've eaten."

"Okay, let's go." Mo Bai took out a thin napkin, wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth, took out a five-yuan one from his wallet and handed it to the boss.

The boss took the money and said with a smile, "Go slowly, come again."

Mo Bai couldn't help but smiled, he won't come again, the taste of rice noodles is really quite ordinary.

After getting in the car, Xiao Lin asked, "Mr. Zhong, why did you come here for breakfast?"

"Come out for a run in the morning, passing by." Mo Bai said casually.

Xiao Lin looked at Mo Bai's clothes in the rearview mirror, and it was really sporty.

He couldn't help feeling secretly that Mr. Zhong really worked hard for the new play. He didn't run before, and in order to try to figure out the role, he specially ate at the roadside stand in front of the middle school to observe the students.

-

The first scene filmed today was Mo Youyuan and Yanxi's first day in middle school, and it was also the first time the two met.

The scorching sun-like Yan Xi walked into the classroom accompanied by many younger brothers and friends. Mo Youyuan was sitting in the last row of the first group against the wall, reading a book with his head down.

Yanxi's little friends don't like to study, they go to school just to dawdle, and when they go to high school, they will be able to arrange a job at home. Yanxi's grades are very good, but he belongs to the top three in the grade even if he doesn't work hard. that kind of student.

He and his friends wanted to sit in the back row, and they didn't want to be under the teacher's nose.Of course, it is best to be close to the wall and the window. You can find the teacher coming in time. The teacher seldom pays attention to this area during class, and you will not be found if you sneak around.

Mo Youyuan looked at the book carefully, but didn't notice a group of people walking towards him, when suddenly the book in his hand was taken away.

He raised his head in surprise, revealing that malnourished, thin and pale face, although very delicate, it was uncomfortable to look at.

Among the group of people, Yan Xi is the most eye-catching.

He is wearing a white shirt, neat and straight black trousers, tall and tall, with natural curly hair, and a pair of black and bright eyes, Mo Youyuan thought to himself, this is really the best-looking boy he has ever seen, with a cynical look on his face The smile dazzled Mo Youyuan's eyes.

A thought came to Mo Youyuan's mind, this boy is not from the same world as him.

"Hillbilly, change your seat." A boy in a white jacket kicked the table in front of Mo Youyuan.

Mo Youyuan is well dressed. He used to go to primary school in the village, and the children in the village all wear old clothes from adults. His mother gave him new clothes like this.

If his mother hadn't entrusted his former classmates to beg the principal of the school for two months, and his grades were particularly good, it would be impossible for him to go to this school for junior high school, which is the best junior high school in the county.

Mo Youyuan didn't even lift his eyelids, and swiftly put away the old books and notebooks on the table.I bowed my head and left. Before I came, my mother reminded me that I must study hard and don't have conflicts with my classmates.

The white jacket sneered, "Really, can this country bumpkin go to our school?"

Another tall boy also laughed, "I heard from my dad that the school recruited a few poor students as a show."

"Xizi, where do you want to sit?" A foolish boy in black asked Yan Xi.

Yan Xi looked at it and said casually: "It's all the same, whatever you want."

His tone was cold and arrogant, and he didn't even look at Mo Youyuan from the beginning to the end.

On the contrary, it was Mo Youyuan who heard his voice and stopped in his footsteps, with envy in his eyes.

Director Ye kept staring at the filming screen with a solemn expression. Except for a few actors, the rest of the staff waited in full force and did not dare to speak until he raised his hand at the assistant director, and the assistant director cheered up and shouted: "Ca, it's alright. "

The first one was passed at one time, and everyone was very relaxed. The director repeatedly looked at the scene just now and asked everyone to rest for 15 minutes.

There is no role for Su Beihai today.There were only two male protagonists, Mo Bai and Meng Zhao, who went back to the waiting room.

The two of them used to have a lounge for each of them, and the other supporting actors were all in a large lounge. There are many supporting roles in this show, and Director Ye's supporting roles are all seven or eighth-tier stars. It was free for them to use, and he and Meng Zhao squeezed together, and Meng Yingdi had no objection.In this way, everyone is very happy, and the supporting actors and staff have a better impression of Mo Bai.

In the living room, the door was locked.

Xiao Lin went out to call his girlfriend, Xiao Dou went shopping for Meng Zhao, leaving only Mo Bai and Meng Zhao.

"You know how to sell favors, you obviously want to stay with me, and you make it look like you are self-sacrificing." Meng Zhao said lazily, leaning on the sofa.

Mo Bai smiled and sat next to him, without saying anything.

Meng Zhao stared at him for a while, stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and said disgustedly: "What the hell did you paint on your face, it's yellow and dark, it's so ugly."

"Aren't the characters in the play like this, just remove it later."

Meng Zhao was not satisfied with his serious answer, snorted, and said casually: "If it's really Yanxi who sees Mo You like you, I won't be able to say anything."

Mo Bai ignored him and looked down at the script.

Meng Zhao suddenly took away his script and threw him down, the four lips touched together again inexplicably, as if they couldn't be separated no matter what.

The two kissed in a daze, Meng Zhao's hands had long been dishonest, his left hand groped into Mobai's trouser waist, pinched his buttocks, and his right hand fumbled around his back to light the fire.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, "Brother Meng, Brother Meng, I bought the white peach and pear juice you asked for."