On the correct way to do fake dramas

Zhou Nanjun looked at Zhuang Yanbei suspiciously: "You seem a little strange tonight."

"What's so strange? It's not."

Zhou Nanjun stared at Zhuang Yanbei for a while, until Zhuang Yanbei's ears turned red unnaturally, then he shrugged: "Forget it, let's rest early tonight, we have to film tomorrow."

He suddenly remembered something, and smiled at Zhuang Yanbei: "It's still a sex scene, how about it? Are you afraid?"

"What's there to be afraid of?" Zhuang Yanbei snorted.

Zhou Nanjun raised his eyebrows at Zhuang Yanbei: "When the time comes, don't cry in fear."

"...How is it possible!" Zhuang Yanbei was upset.

Zhou Nanjun smiled, stretched out his hand and pinched Zhuang Yanbei's nose: "Don't worry, I won't laugh at you."

Pinching the nose is a very intimate gesture, Zhuang Yanbei couldn't help being stunned for a moment, but before he could react, Zhou Nanjun had already let go of his hand with a smile, turned and left to take a shower.

Zhuang Yanbei's eyes kept chasing Zhou Nanjun's figure until Zhou Nanjun walked into the bathroom.

Not long after the bathroom door was closed, there was the sound of dripping water in the bathroom, and a faint figure was reflected on the frosted glass... This was something that Zhuang Yanbei would experience every night before, but before He never pays attention to this matter on purpose, or in other words, he always ignores it subconsciously. It was not until this evening that he suddenly noticed it again. For the first time, through the blurred frosted glass, he Seriously staring at the figure behind the glass.

The figure behind the frosted glass was looming, making it difficult to see clearly, but Zhuang Yanbei's mind subconsciously resurfaced the figure he saw on the computer screen just now, that pale and thin figure was actually not very aesthetically pleasing , but at this moment, he didn't know why he couldn't help thinking about it, and by the way, he also caught Zhou Nanjun's face...

Zhou Nanjun's face matches that figure...

No, Zhou Nanjun should be more fleshy, his figure should be more well-proportioned, his skin must not be so pale, it should be healthier, and when he is excited, it will probably be light pink, just like his lip color...

Zhuang Yanbei's mouth suddenly became dry.

When he subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, he suddenly realized how bad he was thinking.

...What the hell is he thinking?

After being dazed for a while, he quickly stopped his fantasy.

When Zhou Nanjun came out of the shower, Zhuang Yanbei was sitting cross-legged on the floor playing the guitar, but his expression was unprecedentedly serious.

"I haven't heard it before, and it's my own song?"

Zhuang Yanbei hummed without raising her head.

"It's really amazing. You can create your own tune just by playing it. The melody is quite nice...how about you write me a song?" Zhou Nanjun suddenly said on a whim.

Zhuang Yanbei finally raised his head and glanced at Zhou Nanjun.

"Is it a little embarrassing for you? If you think it's embarrassing, then forget it," Zhou Nanjun stuck out his tongue, "I'm just talking casually, don't take it seriously."

Zhuang Yanbei was silent for a while: "Yes."

Zhou Nanjun blinked: "Huh?"

"...help you write songs."

Zhou Nanjun rolled his eyes with a smile: "That's really an honor."

Zhuang Yanbei nodded: "It is indeed an honor."

Zhou Nanjun raised his hand and flicked Zhuang Yanbei's nose lightly: "Don't be too proud."

Zhuang Yanbei froze for a moment, subconsciously reached out and touched the place on his nose where Zhou Nanjun had flicked it, while staring blankly at Zhou Nanjun.

"What's wrong? It hurts? But I didn't use much strength just now, don't even try to touch porcelain."

"No...it doesn't hurt."

"Then why are you touching your nose?"

"Because... itches."

The place Zhou Nanjun touched was a little itchy, even itching all the way to the bottom of my heart.

Zhuang Yanbei lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence.

"Itchy? Did you get bitten by a mosquito? Let me see."

Zhou Nanjun approached Zhuang Yanbei, pulled Zhuang Yanbei's hand away, and stared at the tip of Zhuang Yanbei's nose.

Zhuang Yanbei froze for a moment, and let Zhou Nanjun approach him blankly, until he realized that the distance between the two was only a few centimeters, he immediately pushed Zhou Nanjun away with a blushing face.

"How can I be bitten? Obviously there is nothing."

Zhou Nanjun who was pushed away said with a smile.

Zhuang Yanbei quickly stood up, turned and left as if fleeing.

"I... I went to take a shower."

After Zhuang Yanbei came out of the shower, he found Zhou Nanjun lying on the bed and falling asleep.

He couldn't help staring at Zhou Nanjun on the bed. Zhou Nanjun seemed to be sleeping soundly, with long eyelashes drooping, breathing long, his pale pink lips parted slightly, revealing a pink tip of his tongue.

Looking at the pink tip of his tongue, his heart couldn't help itching a little. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was standing on Zhou Nanjun's bedside, and he was slightly bent over, as if he would be in the next moment. It's like kissing.

Zhuang Yanbei lowered his head like a ghost, and after lightly touching Zhou Nanjun's lips, he immediately took a few big steps back as if he had been burned.

He rolled over and returned to the bed, pulling up the quilt to cover himself.

He buried his slightly hot face under the quilt, feeling a little unwell all over.

Fuck?What the hell did he do just now!

He actually...

kiss...

Zhuang Yanbei didn't dare to think about it anymore, he tried hard to get that scene out of his mind, but it was in vain.

Can't go any further!

but……

So soft...

He was in a daze for a while, but couldn't help recalling the feeling of touch just now.

That night, some people slept soundly, while others couldn't sleep all night.

The next morning, when Zhou Nanjun woke up, he was startled by Zhuang Yanbei's two thick dark circles.

"What's wrong with you? Didn't sleep well last night? Or did you suffer from insomnia?"

Zhuang Yanbei looked at the culprit in front of him silently, without speaking.

"Or... had a nightmare?" Zhou Nanjun raised his eyebrows, not letting go of any chance to tease Zhuang Yanbei, "Having a nightmare at such an age? Don't be afraid, isn't it because of me? Next time you will If you have nightmares and dare not sleep alone, come and sleep with me, brother will protect you."

Zhuang Yanbei glared at Zhou Nanjun with big dark circles under her eyes, snorted coldly, then turned and left.

Zhou Nanjun looked at Zhuang Yanbei's back and shrugged. This guy is really getting more and more arrogant.

For the next whole day, Zhou Nanjun found that Zhuang Yanbei was getting more and more arrogant. Except for the scenes with his opponents, he almost avoided him. Sometimes even if they looked at each other inadvertently, Zhuang Yanbei would quickly turn his head and move away. The line of sight is simply too arrogant.

Lin Ze'an, a gossip expert, came over: "What? Did you quarrel?"

Zhou Nanjun was even more puzzled than Lin Ze'an: "No, I was fine last night..."

Did anything special happen last night?Apart from Yin Jiahou's confession, there shouldn't be any, right?

But what does Yin Jiahou's confession to Zhuang Yanbei have to do with him?Why did Zhuang Yanbei avoid him?

Zhou Nanjun couldn't figure it out, but at the end of the day, he couldn't find a chance to ask Zhuang Yanbei until the sex scene started filming.

Although he has memorized the script by heart, Zhou Nanjun didn't realize he became nervous until the filming started. When he was nervous, he started to go wrong. In the line before the sex scene started, he was connected to NG. Several times, if Zhuang Yanbei hadn't had any accidents, it is estimated that their scene would have been stuck forever.

After finally finishing his lines, Zhou Nanjun finally breathed a sigh of relief. Next, he only needs to shoot Zhuang Yanbei and push him to the bed, and then pull the quilt. Bei is not yet an adult, so of course the scale cannot be too large.

However, at the next moment, Zhuang Yanbei, who was supposed to push Zhou Nanjun onto the bed, hesitated the moment he started.

NG.

It was Zhou Nanjun's NG again and again just now, and now it was Zhuang Yanbei's turn to NG again and again. He reached out his hand several times, but hesitated a second before pushing Zhou Nanjun down.

Director Du was so angry that he scolded Zhuang Yanbei several times.

Zhuang Yanbei lowered his eyelids, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was aggrieved.

Zhou Nanjun smiled helplessly, and quietly leaned into Zhuang Yanbei's ear, and said softly, "I know you don't like this kind of drama, but there's no other way, just bear with it, or imagine me as the girl you like?"

Zhuang Yanbei trembled slightly as the warm breath came to his ears. After recovering, he couldn't help but glared at Zhou Nanjun with a blushing face.

Zhou Nanjun blinked his eyes with an innocent face.

This time, Zhuang Yanbei finally managed to push Zhou Nanjun onto the bed.

But Director Du quickly stopped, because he thought Zhuang Yanbei's expression and strength were wrong.

Zhuang Yanbei pushed it several times helplessly, and Zhou Nanjun also fell down several times helplessly. At the nth time, Director Du finally didn't call to stop.

Zhou Nanjun lifted his spirits and signaled Zhuang Yanbei to continue down with his eyes.

Zhuang Yanbei sorted out his emotions and quickly entered the state. He looked at Zhou Nanjun lying under him from top to bottom. Zhou Nanjun's long hair was scattered on the bed sheet, and his jet-black hair was against the white sheet. However, the collar of Zhou Nanjun's high school uniform, which was used as a costume, was slightly opened due to several pushes and pulls just now, revealing fair skin and two slightly concave collarbones...

His brain suddenly became hot.

Zhuang Yanbei was in a daze during the filming of the next sex scene. He didn't know how many times they NGed or restarted. He only knew how to follow Director Du's instructions and move mechanically.

Of course, this bed scene is actually not complicated. The two of them just need to roll a few laps on the bed, and then they can cover the quilt and turn on the light.

When Director Du finally gave the order to cover the quilt and turn on the lamp, both Zhou Nanjun and Zhuang Yanbei breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Zhuang Yanbei pulled up the quilt to cover both of them at the same time, only the upper body was exposed.

Zhou Nanjun looked at Zhuang Yanbei from bottom to top, raised his eyebrows at Zhuang Yanbei, because the camera was not facing him at the moment, so he silently mouthed to Zhuang Yanbei: "Come on! .”

The sky is a lesson, he said this just to let Zhuang Yanbei work harder to end the scene quickly, so that they can finish work and eat early.

However, the next moment, he found that Zhuang Yanbei was staring at his lips with a straight look in his eyes.

Then, he felt that Zhuang Yanbei... seemed to have reacted.