singer of the so-called director of love

Ye Xiaotong swears that she has never been so surprised, shocked, unbelievable, unbelievable... Forgive her for not knowing how to describe her mood at this moment.

From receiving Ian's phone call, to Lan Bing's departure from the crew, to seeing the news about water music on the Internet, to the last second when there was no news, Ye Xiaotong was entwined with distress and worry, every second was torment.She couldn't imagine her idol crying helplessly alone, and she didn't dare to guess how she endured the hidden scars being cut open and exposed to all kinds of eyes. She thought that her face must be sad, resentful, full of Painful and hopeless.But he didn't want to, and when he turned around, he saw her smiling eyes as light as before.

"Yezi, your dull and stupid look hurts my eyes deeply..." she said.With the usual malicious smile when teasing her, and triumphant eyebrows and eyes.

"Le, Le... Le..." She really didn't want to be too hypocritical at this time, and she really didn't want the person who should be comforted to comfort her in turn, but she couldn't control her red eyes and choked up. .She actually wants to beg her not to be so strong, because even if she is a little weaker, there are still them who can hold up a sky for her, begging her not to care about other people's feelings, begging her to be unreasonable even once, begging her... But she But he was buried in her arms without disappointment, crying earth-shatteringly.

Shui Le faced the probing eyes of the entire set, a little embarrassed, but more, she was moved.At this moment, feeling Ye Xiaotong's trembling in her arms, she thought that the reason why she was so calm to almost indifferent sometimes was because there were always some people in her life, they were eager to express all the sadness and anger for her, She had no time to express anything.

When she was a child, whenever she bumped into something accidentally, Jiang Bo always had an expression of more pain than her, so she could only comfort him that the pain was not as painful as it seemed, and it was the same when he grew up.No matter how small or even insignificant grievances she suffered, Ian always looked like he wanted to fight with others, so she had to reassure him that it was really not that serious and she didn't suffer any losses.Now, this fool, lying on her body and crying more sadly than her, she had to patiently touch her hair, pat her shoulder lightly, and let her smear all the salty tears on her clothes, together with those sticky The snot... She could bear it.

Ye Xiaotong cried so sadly, and at the same time, very loudly, which instantly exaggerated the atmosphere of the whole set, sad but tender.People who were originally in different minds because of the sudden appearance of Shui Le couldn't move their eyes when they saw this scene.

After Ye Xiaotong finished crying, it was almost dusk, and Shui Le had no intention of leaving. Ye Xiaotong calmed down and took her back to the crew's resting place.

The town where the crew is located is not big, there is no decent hotel, only a simple guest house. Fortunately, director Lan Bing is shooting a low-budget literary film this time, without a lot of equipment and personnel, so he can barely accommodate everyone, but There can no longer be an empty room for water music.

Of course, according to Ye Xiaotong's logic, her Jialele didn't need an empty room in the first place.So, someone brought her idol to the room where Lan Bing lived, directed her idol to sit down, and then began to frantically pack her things, mysteriously stuffing them into a colleague's room.

Uncle Yuan insisted on waiting for Lan Bing to come back before leaving. Shui Le had no choice but to ask him to help him get some ice cubes back from the town. Ye Xiaotong ran around when his eyes were not enough. It was really embarrassing...

When Shui Le was the only one left in the room, she finally felt a little tired. She sat down against the head of the bed, casually looked at every simple decoration in the room, and looked at the traces left by Lan Bing here. Imagining her every move, every frown and smile when she was here, I suddenly felt extremely peaceful in my heart.

When Lan Bing returned to the town, the night was already dark.The town is quiet, most of the lights have been extinguished, only sporadic lights are locked in the vague windows, I don't know what the scene is under the lights at the moment.

Dragging his tired body, Lan Bing eagerly pushed open the door of the room, then leaned against the door frame and laughed silently.The person she was thinking of was curling up on the bed near the door, facing the door, sleeping soundly.

The bedside lamp was on, the windows were not closed, and the cool autumn breeze enviously caressed her cheeks, ears, graceful neck, outstretched arms half-hanging on the edge of the bed, and her naked, smooth lips. ankle.She is wearing her pajamas.

Lan Bing closed the door cautiously, leaned behind the door and stared at it for a long time, never before did she feel so clearly that the person in front of her belonged to her.Suddenly, I felt that life was too short, how could it be enough for her to love her well?

She tiptoed onto the bed, quietly hugged her from behind, and smelled the reassuring smell on her body, Lan Bing thought to herself, this is what she wanted all her life.

Lan Bing fell into a deep sleep and had no dreams all night. When he woke up, he felt the sun glaring before he opened his eyes.The eyelids struggled a few times, and as soon as they opened, they met a pair of clean and bright eyes, staring at him full of novelty, and there was a trace of interest in the pupils.

Lan Bing smiled lazily, pampering the head of the child who was lying in his arms at some point, his voice was hoarse and provocative: "Have you slept enough? Why didn't you call me?" Without waiting for Shui Le to reply, she turned over suddenly, pressed her under her body, buried her head in her ear, sighed contentedly, and closed her eyes.

Shui Le couldn't laugh or cry, "Hey~"

Lan Bing remained silent and motionless.

Shui Le struggled, "It's so heavy~"

Lan Bing intensified, locked her tightly in her arms with both hands, and arched her head vigorously into the hollow of her neck.

Shui Le was almost out of breath, but she stopped struggling because she felt that she had exhausted all her strength.

After being quiet like this for a while, Lan Bing slowly loosened his strength, propped up his body, looked down at her, and told her, "I'm glad you're here."

Shui Le suddenly cried.

I don't know if it's because of being happy, moved, or because the accumulated grievances suddenly came out, or because she was loved and pitied, maybe, she just wanted to get more tenderness from this woman...

Lan Bing lay down, gently embraced her, and let her lie in his arms, just like when she just woke up.She cried silently, but hot tears permeated her shirt and wet a large area of ​​skin on her chest, which was warm, even her heart was warmed.

Lan Bing patiently patted her on the back, touched her head from time to time, and then couldn't help coaxing softly: "Baby is good~ Baby don't cry~ Baby..." It's like coaxing a baby who is short of milk ...

Shui Le finally couldn't hold it anymore, jumped up, wiped the tears from her face indiscriminately, stared at her with shame and anger, unable to say a word.

With a face of drowning tenderness, Lan Bing pulled her face down, kissed away the remaining tears little by little, at the end, licked her lips carefully, sucked the tip of her tongue, and explored every inch of her mouth.Shui Le felt herself almost melting into her arms.

After recovering her steady breathing, Shui Le rested her chin on Lan Bing's collarbone, pressed her forehead against her cheek, "I'm not leaving."

"kindness?"

"Accompany you to finish the movie, okay?"

"Hehe, I can't ask for more~"

"Then are you going to the set later, director?"

"Do you want me to go?"

"Can I sleep in here all day?"

"can."

"Then you go~"

"..."

In the next few days, Shui Le followed Director Lan Bing to the set every day. When Lan Bing was free, she would talk to her. People or actors chatting... She is not a difficult person to get along with, on the contrary, she is actually very likable.

In this way, Shui Le, with the mentality of joining in the fun, gradually integrated into the busy life of the crew in a way of doing nothing and doing nothing...

As for what happened in the entertainment industry after that day, even if she wasn't interested, someone would always mention it to her.

Ian's solution to this matter was very simple and rude, that is, to use the power of the Yi family and his contacts in the entertainment industry to make all the media not mention this matter.Of course, this is only to prevent things from developing in a worse direction.The previous rumors about orientation and the exposure of this time's life experience, the negative impact is inevitable no matter what.

So the second thing Ian did was to make the promotion of "Yishui Film and Television Media Co., Ltd." into a personal promotion of Shuile.Looking back on the seven years since Shui Le's debut, except for the low-key and taciturn and occasional sharp words, the rest is almost all aura and positive energy, carefully packaged, the effect is amazing.People are used to judging a person's past and words and deeds by his success. The greater the achievement, the more tolerant people are towards him.

So after just a few days after the incident, the discussions were no longer noisy, only the occasional whispering and casual mentions after dinner.

Ian finally found time to personally pack Shuile's daily needs and send them to director Lan Bing's crew.The first time he saw her outside the guest house, he decided to let her stay in this poor country until she wanted to leave whenever she wanted, as long as she was happy.

"Did I bring my painting tools?"

"Don't you think you should care about my mood after the long journey?"

"Oh, are you tired from driving for hours?"

"worn out……"

"Then have you brought my painting tools?"

"..." Ian rolled his eyes for three seconds, "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have brought it."

After unloading and settling everything in the car, Ian didn't intend to stay for a long time, but he didn't leave right away. He opened the car door and stood there. There were some things he didn't want to mention to her, but she should know.

"Wenxi terminated her contract with her original company and wanted to come to Yishui. I made the decision and signed her. I will find a suitable time to announce it to the public in the next two days." Wenxi's feelings for Shuile, among friends, In fact, everyone can see clearly that she has stood up for Shuile several times, which can be regarded as the depth of love.It's a pity that Lan Bing is not an ordinary person, and it's a pity that such things as fate cannot be explained clearly.

Shui Le was silent for a while, and finally only responded softly, "En."

"The second day after you arrived here, Yi Ke'er went abroad in secret. If there is no accident, she will never appear in the entertainment circle in the future."

Shui Le was a little surprised, raised her eyebrows and glanced at Ian, meaning, what did you do to her?

"Ask your director, I haven't done anything..." Ian shrugged, betraying no pressure, "By the way, help me convey, I appreciate the director's work style!" After finishing speaking, he ignored Shui Le With a puzzled face, he got into the car and drove away in dust.

Shui Le stared at the direction Ian was leaving for a while, then turned around and returned to the room, and began to pack things.The room in the hostel was not big at all, and after stuffing her suitcase, easel, and paints, it became even smaller. Standing in the middle, Shui Le turned around and looked around, and saw a kind of simple love for each other. Laughing dumbfounded, he suddenly felt in the mood to paint.

In the evening, Lan Bing came back from the set and called Shuile but no one answered.I thought she was sleeping late again, but when I opened the door, I found that she was standing not far from the door, with her back to the door, and was concentrating on drawing on the set-up drawing board. She didn't even turn her head when she heard the sound of the door opening.

Lan Bing stepped lightly, closed the door carefully, and whispered, "I'm back~"

Shui Le still didn't turn her head, she just answered "um" casually, without stopping the movements of her hands at all.

Lan Bing looked around the whole room, saw those things that suddenly appeared, the corners of her mouth curved slightly, walked behind her, and saw the content on the drawing board over her shoulder.

It was a draft sketch that was being revised, the outline was already clear, and Lan Bing could tell at a glance that what she drew was exactly the room they were in now.The suitcase in the corner, the painting utensils on the floor, the thin curtains lifted by the wind, the notebooks spread out on the table, and the pajamas she left on the edge of the bed when she left in the morning...

Lan Bing couldn't help thinking, if she was lying on that blank bed at this time, would she also draw her into the picture?But in fact, she just picked a corner outside the picture frame, sat down, and began to wait quietly.

About half an hour later, Shui Le put down the paintbrush in her hand, turned around and saw Lan Bing sitting on a chair with her chin propped up, looking straight at her. "Blue? I thought you went out..."

Lan Bing stood up and walked in front of her, but looked in the direction of the easel, "Did you finish the painting?"

Shui Le looked over with her gaze, "The manuscript is finished, and tomorrow I will copy it to the canvas and color it. The light is not good now."

Lan Bing withdrew her gaze and patted her head, "Well, are you hungry? Let's go eat first~"

"Oh." Shui Le replied obediently, ran into the bathroom and finished washing her hands, and said to Lan Bing seriously when she came out: "Lan, you don't have to wait for me next time I paint, sometimes it may be a long time."

"It's not just for a long time, you just treat me like air..." Lan Bing looked at her faintly, complaining half-truthfully.

Shui Le scratched her head and smiled dryly, "Eh, hehe~"

Lan Bing suddenly took a step forward, grabbed her shoulders and pressed her against the wall, then kissed her frantically.She has been patient for nearly half an hour.

For Shui Le, this kiss was really unexpected, but she had to admit that she actually missed and longed a little bit.So she also responded almost frantically to her.

Lan Bing let go of the hands that clamped her shoulders, caressed her neck, raised her chin with two thumbs, and swiped her tongue wantonly in her mouth.

Shui Le could hardly bear it, saliva overflowed from the corner of his mouth, Lan Bing took the time to lick it heavily, Shui Le couldn't help but let out a soft murmur: "Mmm..."

Lan Bing didn't give her a chance to breathe, sealed her lips again, and kissed her hard until the tip of her tongue became numb, then let go of her lips with a slight panting, and then licked her moist lips, chin, and neck with the tip of her tongue, Paddle all the way down to his chest heaving with gasping.

Shui Le began to feel distraught.

But Lan Bing suddenly stopped, raised her head slightly to look at her, and the corner of her mouth curled up in a charming arc, "Will it affect your drawing tomorrow if you mess up the sheets?"

Bewitched by the bottomless desire in her eyes, Shui Le struggled to think about her question with the last bit of rationality, and then answered seriously: "No."

Lan Bing seemed to be very satisfied with her answer, smiled a few times before hugging her waist, turned around and pressed her on the blank bed...