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The director wants a long shot, and all the intimacy just now has to be repeated.

A single person holds the camera and moves back and forth around them at close range to create an immersive viewing effect.

Shen Ge was very irritable in his heart, isn't this tm the Gonzo genre, a technique that specializes in making that kind of film!

Doing it all over again, Ling Jiale trembled even more.

The almost naked bodies of the two were next to each other. As soon as his lips were attached, he could clearly feel the continuous trembling under his lips, and his waist and legs were wriggling unsteadily under him.

Wang Xu said that the "escape" in the last performance can be kept, so Shen Ge still pressed him from behind, separated his legs with his knees, and risked great shame to stuff his genitals with socks into Ling Jia Leguang Between the heels of Liuliu's legs.

As soon as the friction aroused pleasure, he immediately opened the thumb stuck on Ling Jiale's waist, and the palm began to ooze blood.

Shen Ge's expression could be said to be gnashing his teeth, and he can't be blamed for being hideous in this situation - which man with lust can have a gentle face?Don't they all want to swallow the people under them alive like wild beasts?

Shen Ge supported Ling Jiale's waist, pushing it rhythmically, neither daring to go too far to touch the two round, nearly naked buttocks, nor to leave too far away, touching Ling Jiale from waist to legs Le is so tightly guarded that he doesn't want to show every square millimeter of flesh on his body to others.

He didn't dare to look at it himself, his eyes fell on the back of Ling Jiale's neck out of focus, and he saw more and more beads of sweat emerging from the end of the hair, which wet the hair into locks and locks.

The shape of the spine on the arched neck is obvious, and a thin layer of white skin bulges out, moving forwards and backwards in his field of vision as he moves.

It's just that no matter how cautious and restrained he is, the one in his crotch doesn't listen to it.

A few times in and out of that wonderful body, Shen Ge completely hardened, stretched out straight and long.

Ling Jiale let out a muffled sound, as if she was hurt by being touched, she stretched her hand back, but didn't reach anything, and hurried back to continue to support her body.

Shen Ge realized something, and boldly lowered his head to take a look—it turned out that he had fully erected and propped up the cotton socks.For the two pieces of meat on the thighs, any material is too rough, coming in and out, rubbing red marks on the two pieces of white and tender skin.

Shen Ge's mouth was dry all of a sudden, but his rationality was still there. He knew that he should raise his head immediately, drive the picture in front of him out of his mind, and then relax his movements a little.

But he seemed to be suffering from some kind of illness, his eyes were fixed on there, and he saw what he was wearing, which could be called a beast in clothes, clinging to Ling Jiale's part wrapped in cloth into a hillock, in the gap In and out.

He pushed his crotch forward hard, and the hard bone hit the two clumps of buttocks. Ling Jiale jumped forward, almost lying on the bed.

Shen Ge suddenly went berserk, he hugged Ling Jiale's stomach, and hugged him even tighter, as if he wanted to push him into his body.

"Hand." Wang Xu's voice sounded without any emotion.

Shen Ge woke up instantly.

The blood-soaked palm moved forward and moved in front of Ling Jiale's crotch.The impact movement is also much restrained, but it is inevitable that there will be mistakes in front and back coordination. Sometimes when he bumps forward, his hand will touch Ling Jiale's tightly wrapped genitals through the "protection".

Ling Jiale groaned earnestly, it was too obscene and obscene, it shouldn't be heard by anyone else.

Shen Ge immediately stopped moving.

Wang Xu whispered angrily: "Go on!"

Ling Jiale turned her head with difficulty, her eyes were blurred and charming, her lips were also bright red, slightly opened as if asking for a kiss, which made people's heart flutter.

Shen Ge forcibly turned his eyes away, and continued to move his waist and hips. Ling Jiale's eyes fell down in despair, stopped on his chest, and twisted his arms to wipe his sweaty chest.

Shen Ge took a deep breath and held him tightly in his arms.

Ling Jiale was also sweating, the entire back was soaked, the sweat on the two of them was greasy together, and their bodies rubbed together slippery.

Shen Ge couldn't take it anymore, he wanted to finish the filming quickly, no matter whether Wang Xu said he was qualified or not, he would never act for the third time, it would kill someone!

He no longer pretended to masturbate to Ling Jiale, and moved both hands to Ling Jiale's crotch, regardless of speeding up the speed to get in and out between Ling Jiale's legs.

Unable to hold back, he leaned over to the back of Ling Jiale's sweaty neck. At first he just wanted to kiss her, but as soon as the tip of his tongue tasted the slightly salty sweat with the smell of flesh, he couldn't help biting Go up, grab the thin layer of meat and grind it between your teeth.

"Ah—ah—" Ling Jiale shouted.

This unique hoarse and sexy voice made Shen Ge even more excited, and someone screamed in his mind: This is Ling Jia Le!It's Ling Jiale!He dreams day and night, and dare not touch Ling Jiale in his dreams!

He pressed the wet limp body completely onto the bed, only hooking his stomach to lift his ass up, allowing him to continue using the gap.

"Fuck! Fuck! It's so cool! How could it be so cool!" Shen Ge became a person with extremely limited vocabulary and extremely rude in his heart.

He had already degenerated into a beast of desire, his crotch was digging at Ling Jiale's lower body with "slaps", and his lips, tongue and teeth were attacking Ling Jiale's back with "tsk tsk".

Ling Jiale was almost killed by him, and he no longer belonged to him from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside.He suddenly felt that he was going to be split into pieces by Shen Ge and eaten into his stomach bit by bit.

The thing that could feel hot even through the cotton socks made the base of his leg burn and hurt, but the most terrible thing was not this, it was constantly rubbing against his testicles.At the beginning, it was just an inconspicuous and slight pleasure, not enough to arouse vigilance, but when he realized that something was wrong, the pleasure had piled up to the point of being completely out of control, setting him on fire all over, and he was only short of the final kick.

But he was still missing that kick, and he even shamelessly hoped that Shen Ge could touch his front or back with his hand again...a little harder...

He showed a particularly natural obscene expression where no one could see, with a drunken blush and eyes, he tightened his lower abdomen, and actively pouted his round buttocks and sent them to Shen Ge's arms.

In the end, Shen Ge lost all reason. Holding Ling Jiale's stomach made him lift even higher. He straightened up on his knees, which made his waist and hips move more violently, and his hard hip bones slapped on the two butt There is a crisp sound, which is no different from real lovemaking.

He was so obsessed with enjoying it, suddenly, Ling Jiale twitched twice in his arms, tightly grasping his arm with both hands, nails almost digging into his flesh.

Shen Ge's genitals were tightly strangled by his convulsed and tightened thighs, pinching him in excruciating pain. This was more useful than the wound on his palm. Chen Ge finally evolved from a beast to a human again, but it seemed too late.

Ling Jiale's body was only tense for a moment, and then softened, and she fell down with no strength.

Shen Ge hurriedly hugged him tightly, and vaguely heard Ling Jiale sobbing, hoarsely, as if he had been greatly wronged.

Suppressing great remorse and fear, he moved quickly between the relaxed legs twice, pretending to ejaculate and pressing the man onto the bed, completing the shot.

Ling Jiale buried her face in her arms and remained motionless.

Shen Ge pulled the quilt over the two of them, turned around and smiled awkwardly at Wang Xu: "Director...can you give me some time to slow down..."

Wang Xu had already put away the camera, and seemed a little embarrassed for him, and left without saying anything, closing the door for them.

"Are you okay?" Shen Ge stood up and asked Ling Jiale in a low voice, while praying loudly in his heart for the other party's forgiveness.

Ling Jiale buried her face in her arms, weeping silently.

Ever since the beginning of this sequence of shots, Shen Ge felt that the scene was too bullying, so he was always worried that Ling Jia would cry happily, so he would touch his face and eyelashes from time to time.

At this time Ling Jia Le really started crying, but it was silent, Shen Ge had to pull his shoulders and turn him around to find out.

"I—" Shen Ge was so ashamed that he couldn't even find an excuse.

"How do you know?" Ling Jiale asked aggrievedly, "Did the director see it? Will he cut it into the film?"

Shen Ge was startled, then he was so pleasantly surprised that he laughed outright.

Ling Jiale thought he was making fun of herself, and stared anxiously, the tears that had just stopped began to fall again, like the non-stop rain outside.

He was also a beauty when he cried, the tears gathered quickly in his eyes, and soon formed into round ones, which fell down neatly.The eye sockets are red, but not swollen, the tip of the nose is red, but not rosacea from crying, the eyelashes and crying red cheeks are wet, like flower petals with dew.

Shen Ge lovingly rubbed his face with his fingertips, "It's mine, just say that I stained the bed sheet. The director must not have noticed it, I blocked it for you."

The wet eyelashes trembled and drooped shyly and gratefully.

Shen Ge touched the sheet, but it was only a little wet, and most of it was probably wrapped in that layer of "protection" - it's really pitiful.

Shen Ge once again felt the love overflowing in his heart, and the love for Ling Jiale gushed out like a spring, filling his body and mind.

He soothed softly: "It's not obvious, just a little damp. Some people believe it's sweat. I'm covered in sweat. After rolling around on the bed for a while, the whole sheet is covered with sweat. No one can tell."

Having said that, he realized that his sweaty body was still attached to Ling Jiale's body, so he hurriedly moved aside, and adjusted the towel to cover the two hot and wet bodies together.

Ling Jiale turned her head to the other side, not letting him see her face, and after a long while, said in a muffled voice, "Why did you do that just now?"

Shen Ge choked for breath, it turned out that it was after the fall.

Ling Jiale's eyes showed the darkness that was rarely seen on his face, and he asked Shen Ge: "Why don't you want to kiss this scene?"

Shen Ge's heart was beating wildly, and he didn't dare to breathe loudly.

He desperately tried to figure out what Ling Jiale meant, whether he was blaming him for not choosing to kiss, but choosing to kiss him... Is Xingshi asking for guilt, or is it...

He began to be affectionate again, and his courage became more and more fat. He slightly raised his body, and tended to lean towards Ling Jiale.

But he finally retreated and lay back on the bed honestly, "That's right, I think the plot needs it."

Ling Jiale suddenly got into trouble, lifted the quilt and took a look between his legs.

Shen Ge clearly saw Ling Jiale close his eyes suddenly, turn over angrily, and only gave him the back of the head.

Shen Ge felt bitter in his heart.

He once seriously summed up the common advantages of Ling Jiale's two ex-girlfriends - being strong, hardworking, and assertive.

He was secretly delighted that he seemed to have all these advantages.

But there are still some things that he doesn't have, such as delicate appearance and exquisite figure, for example, they are all women.

For the first time, he felt ashamed of his own body. He wore shorts and returned to normal. He was disgusted like this. If he knew that he hated him... how disgusting would it be?

But he didn't have any complaints, he thought he deserved it, who made him not hold back when he was filming just now.

After the director left, he didn't get Ling Jiale's fist, so he was already grateful to Ling Jiale for caring about his friendship.

"Did you react when you were filming with the stand-in?" Ling Jiale asked sullenly.

This is not the first time he asked Shen Ge this question, Shen Ge thought he was still asking for his cross-border Xingshi when he was filming.

He stretched out that thumb, ten fingers connected to the heart, the tingling pain was drawn to his heart, and he smiled wryly: "Didn't I tell you, it's like you and a big beautiful woman performing an intimate scene together..."

Ling Jiale raised her voice: "I've never acted like this with an actress!"

Shen Ge paused, "Yes, yes, our play is really..."

He lay down tiredly, silent for a moment, "I'm sorry."

Ling Jiale turned over, stood up and looked at him suspiciously, and then realized, her face was slightly red, and urged: "Get up, it's not good to stay in the room for too long."

He got up first, rolled the towel away, and picked up the shirts and pants that were thrown everywhere from the ground.

He looked back and saw Shen Ge with his back turned to him, lowering his head and fiddling with something on his body, his face couldn't help but blushed even more.

After Shen Ge tidied himself up, he waited for a while before turning his head, and Ling Jiale was about to get dressed.

When buttoning his trousers, Ling Jiale turned from crying to laughing.

Shen Ge immediately asked him: "What are you laughing at?"

Ling Jiale turned her head and looked at him quietly, "I remembered the time when we auditioned for the first time, you were so fierce at that time, I was so scared that I couldn't move my hands, and when I put on my trousers, the buttons cut my nails It's broken..."

He began to pretend to be pitiful and coquettish.

As expected, Shen Ge's expression changed, and he walked over with apologetic yet distressed heart, took his hand and looked at it carefully.

Ling Jiale enjoyed his care for a while, and suddenly felt that it was not interesting, thinking that if the stuntman broke up with him after the scene, a good old man like him would definitely care the same way.

He withdrew his hand wearily, "Don't look, it's good morning."

It was Shen Ge's hand... Ling Jiale rolled over the palm of Shen Ge's right hand, immediately "hissed" and exclaimed, "Is it bleeding again?"

Shen Ge closed his fist, "It's okay, it's already tied."

Ling Jiale's eyes rolled wildly, and he lifted the hem of his clothes to look at his waist. There was a streak of blood red extending into the jeans on the right waist. It was real blood, like the kind that was painted on with a brush. uneven.

Shen Ge couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, so he went to check the bed sheet under the pretense, bent over and felt around, "Hey, it's okay, the weather is damp now, I can see that the whole bed sheet is wet, and nothing can be seen."

"Why is it so trendy?" Ling Jiale turned to face out of the window, preventing Shen Ge from seeing her youthful and frustrated face.

This idiot, he had just confirmed his intentions for Shen Ge, and thought he had fallen into a hopeless unrequited love.

He walked to the bed with bare feet, opened the curtains with his hand, and opened his eyes slightly to the unexpected scene outside.

It was raining so hard, the vast rain curtain connected the cloud and the earth into one, and the whole world was blurred into the same gray and white.

"It's raining so hard!" Ling Jiale sighed softly, leaning forward with his hands on the window sill, the tip of his nose almost touching the window glass.

"Yeah, this year is the late plum rain, it came late, and it came in a hurry, it should be clear soon." Shen Ge replied softly behind him.

The window was used as the frame, and the gray sky and the earth were used as the background. Shen Ge put the beautiful back in the painting, and only saw Ling Jiale in his eyes.