The film king won't get up until I kiss him [Rebirth]

"Ning Jie, what are you calling me?"

Fang Ningjie was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing, stretched out his hand and gently pushed his head, "Don't say good things twice."

"That's not a good word, I want to hear it, you can say it again." Wu Xingyan rubbed over affectionately, and the two walked towards the car with their arms around each other.

Fang Ningjie was so clingy that he couldn't laugh or cry, "Get out of the way, there are so many people, don't you want to be ashamed?"

"No, what's so important about your face compared to you." Wu Xingyan muttered.

Since entering Jiang's house, he could clearly feel that Fang Ningjie's attitude had softened, he would not refuse his comfort, he was getting closer to him, and he smiled a lot more.Originally, going to Jiang Mu's house this time was just an unintentional move, but when I turned around, I found that there were already flowers blooming all over the ground.

That's a good sign, right?

He smiled.

The two of them got into the car and put on their seat belts.

"Hurry up and go back to the crew." Fang Ningjie imagined Guan Mingli's violent face and the makeup artist's desperate wrinkles, and couldn't help laughing.

Wu Xingyan's face darkened, "Wait a little longer."

"What's the matter?" Fang Ningjie was stunned for a moment, and then immediately looked in the rearview mirror. Sure enough, he saw a figure hiding behind a car. Light.

"Paparazzi." Wu Xingyan subconsciously tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, and frowned, "I don't know which newspaper it is from."

"Get rid of him first?" Fang Ningjie said worriedly, still worried about the Weibo incident last time.

Wu Xingyan shook his head, "The car blocking him should be his own, and he can still catch up by then."

"Then what should we do?" Fang Ningjie bit his lips, "How about I go down?"

"No need." Wu Xingyan took out his mobile phone from his pocket, tapped it a few times and dialed a number.

Fang Ningjie was a little anxious, but at the moment he could only wait quietly.

The call was connected quickly, and Wu Xingyan asked bluntly, "You lured that paparazzi here, right?"

"So what?"

He didn't block it on purpose, so in this small space, Fang Ningjie could hear clearly what was said on the other end of the phone.

"Hurry up and get the person away," his attitude became very impatient, "don't show off in front of my eyes."

"I'm really sad when you say that, you have the guts to bring someone there, why don't you have the guts to face Yu Ji?" The other end laughed, the irony in his words was serious.

A trace of worry appeared in Fang Ningjie's eyes.

Wu Xingyan turned around and held his hand, then said firmly, "If you don't make trouble, I won't be followed."

"You're just taking advantage of my name, but you can't do it by yourself."

"Stop talking nonsense with me, Xin Miao was taken away by you, right?" Wu Xingyan lowered his voice and said half-threateningly, "Zhao Xuan called me all the time. You can call Zhao Xuan and ask him to pick us up."

There was silence for a long time, and finally he snorted coldly and hung up the phone.

"Who is that?" Wu Xingyan had never spoken to him in such a gloomy tone. Fang Ningjie was stunned when he first heard it, and only now he came to his senses.

"My dad." Wu Xingyan said lightly.

Fang Ningjie subconsciously straightened his waist, and asked strangely: "Then that Yu Ji was recruited by your father?"

Wu Xingyan rubbed the center of his brows, and softened his tone a lot, "I'm sorry, I have troubled you again."

"That's not what I meant..." Fang Ningjie thought about what happened last time, and said awkwardly, "Why would your father do such a thing?"

"He doesn't agree with me entering the entertainment industry, do you think he will agree with me liking a man?" Wu Xingyan glanced at the rear car mirror, then slowly rubbed towards Fang Ningjie, and finally fell on him and sighed .

"You told your family? You came out?!" Fang Ningjie was taken aback and almost jumped up excitedly.

Wu Xingyan pawed at him, shook with him, and said helplessly, "Yes."

"When did you come out?" Fang Ningjie had heard about Wu Xingyan's identity for a long time. Behind him should be the famous Wu family. As we all know, the Wu family is not only a wealthy businessman, but also has an invisible force behind it. It is said that this The big family still maintains the habits developed in the Republic of China, with clear hierarchy from top to bottom.As the saying goes, a centipede is dead but not stiff, let alone this old monster that still maintains a strong vitality?

From this, we can see how much pressure Wu Xingyan has to face.

"I'm probably... 26 years old." Wu Xingyan closed his eyes and thought for a while, then leaned on Fang Ningjie's shoulder and whispered, "Didn't the newspapers release a photo of you and Yuan Ru holding hands at that time? In a fit of anger, I went out."

"..." Fang Ningjie couldn't laugh or cry, "I thought you were going to hit me in a fit of anger."

Wu Xingyan snorted lightly, with a bit of grievance in his voice, "You were flirting with her back then, and I'll beat you up, can you still look at me?"

Fang Ningjie's eyebrows twitched suddenly, and then both of them fell silent, the atmosphere was ambiguous and charming.

In the sealed compartment, the two of them were close together, and the air they breathed circled around and lingered around the two of them.

For a moment, Fang Ningjie felt that his heart stopped beating suddenly, and then the next second, it started beating violently again, as if it was about to jump out of his chest cavity, and the skin tightly held by Wu Xingyan seemed to have been scorched by fire , It was so hot that it made people blush.

The carriage was very quiet, and Wu Xingyan's face was next to his neck, and he could hear every breath clearly. The breathing rate of the two of them was different, and it always sounded a bit inappropriate for children.As time passed, Fang Ningjie couldn't help holding his breath, and then closed his beat.

"Ning Jie..." Wu Xingyan sighed lowly, put one hand on his shoulder, the other on his neck, and rubbed his nose against his collarbone.That long breath was like a clingy cat, entangled Fang Ningjie and refused to leave.

Fang Ningjie was so distracted by his teasing, he felt that some disobedient thing under him was about to stand up and speak out.It can't be blamed on his lack of concentration, but it can only be blamed on the good atmosphere and Wu Xingyan's flirtatiousness. Even if he doesn't have that bent mind, he can't help but want to do something ulterior in this confined space .

He took a deep breath, lowered his head, and wanted to kiss Wu Xingyan's lips.

"Boom boom boom!"

The two separated immediately like a startled cicada.

Outside the glass window, a man wearing sunglasses looked out, Fang Ningjie was frightened again.

Wu Xingyan coughed lightly, "Don't worry, he can't see it."

He pressed a button, and the windows rolled down.

Seeing Wu Xingyan in the driver's seat, the man bowed his head and said respectfully, "Master, we have driven that reporter away."

"Where's the camera?" Wu Xingyan exhaled softly to calm down his somewhat chaotic heartbeat.

Fang Ningjie blushed unconsciously when he heard the movement, and was too embarrassed to let strangers see him, so he could only turn to Wu Xingyan, covering his lips with his palms, and drooping his eyelids, trying to bury himself in the car seat.

The man stretched out a hand, and the camera was hanging on it.

Wu Xingyan leaned over and reached out to take it. On the way, he touched Fang Ningjie's body. Like a newly married couple, they avoided looking at each other.

"Find out the identity, return it to him, and give him and the newspaper a warning by the way." Wu Xingyan pulled out the memory card, threw it into a small drawer, and handed over the camera.

The man nodded, then turned and left.

The window slowly rises.

Only then did Fang Ningjie move his body and sit up - just now he was lying on his side and dared not move, and almost slipped down the car seat.

The charming atmosphere just now had long since disappeared. Wu Xingyan felt a little regretful, but he still cheered up, "Let's go back to the set, it's almost two o'clock."

"hold head high."

Fang Ningjie's voice was a little low, and he changed his posture again this time, with his back to Wu Xingyan, his hands crossed his chest, and a gesture of rejection.

Wu Xingyan felt a little uncomfortable looking at it, and it took him a few times to suppress the thoughts in his heart, and tried his best to say in the same voice as usual: "I'm sorry, I didn't ask your opinion just now... I will control myself next time of."

Fang Ningjie responded sullenly.

"This time I will take you home to meet them, and you don't have to bear any burdens, it's all voluntary."

Wu Xingyan bragged about righteousness, but his heart was filled with the Yellow River.Although it is said that Liu Liu Chengyin was unintentional, but if this Liu Liu still looks like we are not convenient to communicate across the Milky Way, it will inevitably make him discouraged.The atmosphere just now was so good, he thought that although it was impossible for Fang Ningjie to fall in love with him so much, he should be a little bit excited anyway, so as not to put on such a cold look.

Fang Ningjie responded sullenly again.

Wu Xingyan was completely discouraged now, and he didn't want to speak again, but just put a disc in his hand to ease the atmosphere.

Eason Chan's deep and magnetic voice spread in the small space, more or less calming Wu Xingyan's mood.

Wu Xingyan slowly drove the car to the downstairs of the dormitory - after eating with Fu Zhan last time, he really changed to a Lamborghini at lightning speed.

"You go up first, I'll go directly to the set." Wu Xingyan said lightly.

Fang Ningjie moved, but still maintained that position without unfastening his seat belt. Wu Xingyan looked at him and was worried that he had broken the seat belt.

"Let me untie it for you." He said, leaning over to help him untie it.

Fang Ningjie was sweating anxiously, and shouted again and again: "Wait, wait! Don't move! Don't touch me!"

Wu Xingyan was stopped by his yelling, so he shrank back embarrassingly.

Fang Ningjie sat for a while, tears were about to fall, and finally he had to say, "Take off your coat for me."

Wu Xingyan raised his head and glanced at him, "You think it's cold?"

"Don't ask, just take it off." Fang Ningjie asked impatiently.

Wu Xingyan finally realized his strangeness. He was a little worried. He was so worried that even the sadness just now disappeared. He was afraid that something might happen to Fang Ningjie, so he took off his seat belt and leaned over to pull his shoulder. "You Are you all right, Ning Jie? Is there something wrong with you? Tell me, and I'll take you to-"

His words came to an abrupt end.

Fang Ningjie turned his upper body sideways, revealing a flushed face with tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Don't move!" Fang Ningjie's voice was a little hoarse, with a hint of unknown, and then he pushed Wu Xingyan away and shrank back like a snail.

Wu Xingyan's face was blank, and then he finally came to his senses two seconds later, his bright eyes were filled with joy: The person he loves reacted to his touch, does this mean that it wasn't him just now? One person is invested, but two people... are both distraught?

"Ning Jie." He called out the name of the person in front of him in a low voice, and cautiously stretched his hand over to touch Fang Ning Jie's waist.

Fang Ningjie's whole body trembled slightly. He buried his face in the chair and said angrily, "Walk to the set by yourself! I... I'll go down later."

Wu Xingyan locked all the car doors, making sure that the people next to him would not rush out in shame, and then said softly, "Ning Jie, you press like this...it's not good for your health."

"It's none of your business!" Fang Ningjie only felt that after being interrupted just now, his brother not only showed no signs of swelling, but intensified, and Wu Xingyan was sitting next to him, which only made him feel embarrassed and shy, and couldn't even speak. Become full of gunpowder.

But his thin back slowly approached a heat source, and the lips that he couldn't control that he had just teased came closer again, blowing faintly in his ear, and then, a pair of slender and generous hands followed along Bend his waist down...

☆、34.Chapter 34

"Wait, wait!" Fang Ningjie's heart was about to fly out, he was really worried that Wu Xingyan would mess around in this small space, so he almost shouted out in a hoarse voice, "I, I, I, I'm not ready yet. good!"

Although it is too incomprehensible to say this at this time, it is a real man to take off his pants, but Wu Xingyan is really considerate to Fang Ningjie, so he stopped as expected, leaving only a pair of Resentful eyes.

"I, I, and I will go to the set with you," Fang Ningjie cleared his throat, looked aside guiltily, took out the key from his trouser pocket, and twisted his arms to give it to him, "You first, you first Go upstairs and get the manuscript I wrote, I gave Guan Mingli an electronic manuscript."

Wu Xingyan was not in a hurry to pick it up, but just stared at him quietly with those dark eyes that hid his emotions, and even a blind man could see the lust/sex that was about to burst forth in it.

Fang Ningjie is not blind, but he understands better than a blind man that if one loses control and lets Wu Xingyan let go of himself, then what will be waiting for him next.

"Hurry up!" He huddled himself into a ball and urged.

"you really……"

Wu Xingyan only said half a sentence, followed by a soft sigh, with a little helplessness, but more obvious connivance, he took Fang Ningjie's hand, rubbed it reluctantly a few times, and then took the key Go, "There is paper in the cabinet, and there is a trash can behind."

Fang Ningjie only felt that his face was about to burn like a roasted sweet potato. He waved his hand in embarrassment, and his tone was slightly embarrassed, "I know, I know! You can go."

Wu Xingyan had no choice but to back out. In order to leave enough time for someone who was already ashamed that he was about to explode, he deliberately took half of the elevator and then took the stairs.

When pushing open the door of his room, Wu Xingyan looked at the messy quilt, feeling annoyed and funny in his heart.

Fang Ningjie is a lazy but exquisite person in life. His obsessive-compulsive disorder and lazy cancer coexist, which is simply a contradiction: obsessive-compulsive disorder caused him to clean the shared house so diligently, but lazy cancer At the same time, his current dormitory is not dirty, but very messy.

Wu Xingyan felt a little itchy on his hands, and wanted to help him fold the quilt.

"Did you spray something when you went to my dormitory last time?"

"Didn't you hug the quilt? It's all stuck on the quilt."

"I shouldn't have given you that perfume, you can scold me."

The conversation in the morning suddenly popped into his mind, Wu Xingyan's heart moved, and he glanced at several bottles of expensive Armani on the bedside table.

"Just trust you one more time." Wu Xingyan reached out and picked up an unopened bottle, and muttered.

It was already 15 minutes later when he walked down slowly.

Fang Ningjie had already tidied himself up, the car windows were wide open, it was a bit cold, but it was very ventilated.

Wu Xingyan got into the car and smelled the faint smell in the car, he paused his hand, and a beautiful thought floated in his mind.

"Have you got it?" Fang Ningjie asked as if nothing had happened.

Wu Xingyan came back to his senses, nodded, handed him the manuscript in his hand, then closed the window and stepped on the gas pedal.

Fang Ningjie was a little uneasy, "You should open the window."

"It's very cold today, you already have a bit of a cold, you can't blow the cold wind anymore." He firmly denied it.

"Oh," Fang Ningjie replied dryly, but his heart was still unsettled.

The rotten smell in the carriage finally dissipated, replaced by the faint smell of men's perfume from Wu Xingyan, like a wisp of soft smoke floating around, when you don't pay attention, it floats to the tip of your nose, you want to force yourself When I smell it, it dissipates playfully, seeming to be absent, and it touches people's hearts.

Taking advantage of Wu Xingyan's inattention, Fang Ningjie pinched his thigh fiercely, causing physical tears to flow from the corners of his eyes, but thanks to this hand, he was able to calm down.

He flipped through the script, pretending to be natural, and asked, "How long is it going to be finished?"

"About ten days." Wu Xingyan replied calmly.

"You guys have been filming for a long time. The popularity is good, and it has been on the hot search." Fang Ningjie tsk-tsk, "Although the number of costume dramas has been stuck in the past few years, Ronghua should not So sad."

"Several investors from Radio and Television have already taken care of it." Wu Xingyan added, "You don't have to worry."

Why did this sound like he was blaming him for being nosy?

Fang Ningjie was a little depressed, but he cheered up and continued to talk, "Then what do you plan to do in the next play?"

"I don't plan to take on the show right now," Wu Xingyan sighed leisurely, "Christmas will be in a few weeks, so I want to travel."

"Where do you want to go?" Fang Ningjie asked curiously.

Wu Xingyan tapped on the steering wheel, showing a mysterious smile, "I won't tell you."

Fang Ningjie thought he would hear a definite answer, but when he heard this suddenly, a layer of disappointment appeared on his face, but he still pretended to cut it with disdain, "If you don't say it, don't say it, it's rare for others."

Wu Xingyan smiled lightly, but did not speak.

Soon after arriving at the set, Fang Ningjie rushed out like a monkey as soon as he parked the car, not wanting to be in the same space with him for a second.

The assistant was already anxious like an ant on a hot pot. He almost knew Fang Ningjie when he saw Fang Ningjie, and trotted over in his [-]cm high heels.

Wu Xingyan saw her back from a long distance, understood her hard work, quickly parked the car and came out.

"Director Guan is about to move your scenes to after 03:30," the assistant said quickly, raising his hand to glance at his watch, "It's two o'clock, 10 minutes for makeup and clothing, and 10 minutes for review Write down the lines, find out how you feel, and use the remaining 10 minutes as an emergency backup, and start shooting at [-] o'clock."

"I see." Wu Xingyan quickly followed her to the dressing room.

"By the way," the assistant said with a puzzled look on his face, "Manager Luo said...in the future, you must report all your activities to him, including private activities."

Wu Xingyan didn't care, "Let him go." Anyway, Luo Ze couldn't control him when the time came.

"You have two scenes this afternoon," the assistant nodded, and continued to talk about the itinerary. "Five to six is ​​the interview time for the attached editor--"

"Wait!" Wu Xingyan interrupted her, frowning, "What's going on with the interview?"

The assistant was also a little surprised, "Didn't the editor-in-chief come to see you last time? So I arranged this time..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, and finally became almost silent. It is not without guilt, because Fu Zhan came to talk to her for this interview, and promised that Wu Xingyan had already agreed, but she never caught Wu Xingyan's person, so she also There is no way to verify this.

But Wu Xingyan just said lightly: "I see."

"Hi," Fu Zhan hurried into the box with a briefcase, and greeted Wu Xingyan naturally, "Sorry for keeping you waiting for too long."

"It's okay, I just arrived." Wu Xingyan tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, "Would you like something to drink?"

"No need," Fu Zhan chuckled, opened the briefcase and took out the recording pen and the manuscript, "If the interview drags on for too long, it's not good to waste your private time."

Wu Xingyan was silent, picked up the coffee and took a sip.

"There is no real arrangement, right?" Fu Zhan said casually, but unexpectedly hit the bull's-eye. He felt a little uncomfortable, but he still showed a very perfect and natural smile, "Is it a date?"

Wu Xingyan raised his eyebrows, "Is the sentence just now an interview?"

"Of course not. If you don't want others to publish the **** question, who would be so bold?"

"Of course there is." Wu Xingyan leaned back on the chair behind him and said comfortably, "One of the people in the last photo spread out."

Fu Zhan paused and looked at him quietly.

"But I believe the editor-in-chief will not do this." He said softly.

With the popularity of electronic products such as TVs, computers, and mobile phones, the number of young people with myopia has increased significantly.But Wu Xingyan's eyesight is very good, he never wears glasses, even if he needs to shoot, he wears flat glasses.That's why his pupils are always brighter than the average person's. In addition, he treats people with gentleness and gentleness. Those dark eyes seem to be infected by the master's personality, making them even more affectionate.

Many actresses couldn't bear it when they were playing eye-to-eye scenes with him, and it was common for them to blush and have a heartbeat.

Fu Zhan also seemed to be attracted by the pair of black vortexes, and it took him a long time to recover, and he replied in a low voice: "Since you trust me so much, how can I let you down."

"let's start."

Fu Zhan nodded, turned on the recorder, and smiled, "I am very happy to invite Wu Xingyan to do an interview today..."

He quickly finished his opening speech, and then cut to the point: "Then the first question is, Xingyan once presided over the funeral of the famous screenwriter Jiang Mu on x month x, can you explain this issue?"

The visitor is not good.

Wu Xingyan showed a normal smile, but he was fully prepared in his heart, "Mr. Jiang and I have known each other for... ten years. For me, he is a good teacher and a good friend."

"Then during the press conference, you made some ambiguous remarks in public, and afterward, rumors about you having an affair with an unknown person spread on the Internet. Some people suspected that you were using this opportunity to hype up Ronghua. What do you think? "

Wu Xingyan's eyes darkened, "About that photo, my assistant sprained her ankle at the time. In order to cause unnecessary trouble for her, I covered her face and sent her to the hospital. As for Ronghua... It's pretty red already, isn't it?"

he said lightly.

Fu Zhan also smiled, "Yes."

……

"Then the last question," Fu Zhan said softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone, "Xingyan has not been involved in any scandals in the entertainment industry for many years. This year, he finally got a little bit of a sign, but he turned out to be helpful... On behalf of the fans, I would like to ask, what is the standard for choosing a spouse in words and deeds?"

Didn't expect this to be the problem.

Wu Xingyan was stunned for a second at first, then he immediately reacted, and replied with a smile: "Me, the standard for choosing a mate is actually very low, as long as I can look past it, I don't need to know how to cook, I can make tricks; lazy It’s okay if you don’t want to clean the room, I’ll come if you’re free, and if you’re not free, you can hire a cleaning company. It’s okay to have a bad temper, as long as I pamper you. In fact, I’ve said so much, just ask for one thing, I love him, and he also Loving me is enough."

His voice was too gentle, especially when he said the last sentence, it was like a ray of spring breeze gently brushing over a pool of spring water, causing quite a few ripples.

Fu Zhan blinked and turned off the recorder, "Although this is the only criterion for choosing a mate, it is more difficult than reaching the sky."

In this world, not everyone is so lucky. To meet someone who says "I love him, he loves me", among them, there are even a few who can grow old hand in hand.

"56:[-]." Fu Zhan lowered his head, glanced at his watch, and joked, "It happened to be stuck in time."

"Thank you." Wu Xingyan stood up and stretched out his hand to him, "What do you want to eat? I invite you."

"Whatever you want, I'll eat whatever you ask." Fu Zhan stretched out his hand slowly, held it for two or three seconds, and then slowly took it back.

"I ordered dessert just now and asked them to pack it. I hope you don't dislike it." Wu Xingyan picked up the hung coat and flipped it over with his backhand. The hem of the coat flew handsomely in the air, and at the same time, his sleeves were tucked in by his arms. Full.

He turned around, his voice apologetic, "Sorry, I still have an appointment, so I'll be leaving first."

Fu Zhan nodded -- in fact, that's all he can do.

There is a string of small wind chimes hanging on the door, which will make a very pleasant and crisp sound when the door is opened.But Fu Zhan never once wished that the string of wind chimes would never make a sound or move, because in that way, time could be frozen in this small corner.

He sat in a chair, the elegant black briefcase was silent and accompanied him.There was silence all around. At this moment, time did seem to be frozen, but the moment he wanted to keep the most had already been missed.

"Jingle Bell."

The wind chime rang again, and the waiter put the paper bag in front of him, with a voice as sweet as an oriole in March, "Sir, this is the dessert that the gentleman just ordered for you."

Fu Zhan seemed to be disturbed. First, he flicked the whole person, then he was stunned for half a second, and finally asked softly: "What dessert?"

"The gentleman ordered it just now." The waiter repeated, and added, "It's our shop's signature dessert, the Black Forest Cake."

Fu Zhan was silent for a short moment, and then asked: "Did he... only order this one?"

"No," the waiter shook his head, "There is also a dessert, tiramisu."

"That's it, thank you." Fu Zhan stood up, packed his things, and picked up the exquisite paper box.

"You're welcome, welcome to visit next time."

The waiter bowed a standard bow, and when she looked up the next second, she could only see a back full of sadness.

☆、35.Chapter 35

"Then it's finalized." Guan Mingli stood up, and stretched out his hand to the person in front of him, "I also passed one by one in the morning, so I will use this version."

Fang Ningjie quickly put away all his manuscripts, neatly coded them, stood up and gently shook his hand, "It's a pleasant cooperation."

"Happy cooperation." Guan Mingli nodded, and when he retracted his hand, there was an expression of disbelief on his face, "I didn't expect Wu Xingyan to actually pick up a treasure."

Fang Ningjie smiled slightly, "It's a pleasant cooperation, and I have to thank Director Guan for the face, otherwise, my name would not be on the screen."

Guan Mingli understood, and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry! By the way, didn't I pre-order one of your scripts before? Show me another day."

He had a strange premonition that Fang Ningjie's next script might really catch his eyes.

"This can still be scheduled..." Fang Ningjie couldn't laugh or cry, but he had already made an appointment last time, so he had to agree, "I'll bring you the manuscript after I finish polishing it in a few days, and I have to ask the director at that time."

"What's the big deal?" Guan Mingli waved his hand indifferently, and suddenly remembered something, and told him, "By the way, don't you live with him? Tell him, his old man asked him to kill him and go home for a while." trip."

"Why don't you tell him yourself?" Fang Ningjie felt a sense of crisis inexplicably, and then he reacted, embarrassed and annoyed, "I live next door to him, okay? Not together!"

"Oh, it's almost the same. If you smash the wall, you're a family, right?" Guan Mingli said, "You're making a fuss." "Besides, I'm such a busy person, okay? Where can I call him when I'm free?"

What's more, if you hit him, you don't necessarily answer it, and if you pick it up, you don't necessarily respond.

He muttered silently in his heart.

"Okay, I'll go first." Fang Ningjie felt that his behavior was quite weird, and couldn't find any mistakes for a while, so he just responded casually, and walked away after speaking, without delaying at all.

Guan Mingli murmured softly behind him: "Going so fast, rushing to reincarnate... I don't know how to invite the director to dinner..."

Fang Ningjie didn't hear his last sentence at all, he raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, "It's 06:30, I'm so hungry."

Wu Xingyan should bring him something to eat, right?

He smiled unconsciously.

The seventh floor of the dormitory.

"***," Fang Ningjie cursed softly, touched his pocket, and said to himself, "Where is my key?"

"Tsk." He frowned, turned his bag over and over again, his head was sweating, and the documents were dropped all over the floor.

"I'm here." The door next door opened at some point, and Wu Xingyan leaned against the door frame and looked at him quietly, with a hint of a smile in his eyes.

Fang Ningjie raised his head in surprise. When he saw Wu Xingyan, he suddenly relaxed a lot for some reason. He threw the bag on the ground casually, and leaned against the wall like that man, with his eyes slightly bent, raised his hand, and then spread out.

Wu Xingyan clicked his tongue angrily, and at the same time reached into the bag and took out the key, "Why are you throwing things away? Do you want any more?"

"I'm exhausted," Fang Ningjie subconsciously pouted and made a face, "I just want to lie down on the bed now."

Wu Xingyan handed the key to him, and there was a hint of ridicule in his words: "You don't pick it up anymore? Then I will pick it up later and throw it away."

Fang Ningjie turned around, inserted the key into the lock and turned it, and said lazily as he opened it, "I believe you will bring it back for me."

The door was pushed open, and Fang Ningjie was like a limp snake, writhing boneless, ran towards the bed, and plunged into it.

Wu Xingyan smiled helplessly, bent down to pick up the scattered manuscripts, stacked them carefully, picked up the bag he threw in the corner, and finally closed the door.

"I'm so hungry." Fang Ningjie rolled on the bed and tore the neatly folded quilt into a mess, only halfway through did he realize something was wrong, "I didn't fold the quilt before I went out!"

"You also know that you haven't folded it. I can't bear to see the crumpled quilt." Wu Xingyan put his bag on the table, then went to his bed and dusted it, sat on it, and walked from behind like a magic trick. Take out a delicate paper bag, "Get up and eat when you're hungry."

"What is it?" Fang Ningjie glanced at him.

Wu Xingyan had no choice but to untie the bag and show him the structure inside, "Tiramisu①."

Fang Ningjie's eyes suddenly became weird, he looked him up and down, left and right, and sighed from time to time.

"What's the matter?" His gaze was so weird that it made people feel that three layers of skin had been peeled off. Wu Xingyan touched the goosebumps that jumped up on his body and asked uncomfortably.

Fang Ningjie deliberately snorted and rolled his eyes, "I don't eat sweets much, okay?"

Wu Xingyan was taken aback for a moment, and an imperceptible disappointment flashed across his face. Then he put the paper bag on the bedside uneasily, took out his mobile phone and prepared to call the restaurant, "What do you want to eat? I'll order takeaway for you.

"Fang Ningjie stared at him for a long time again, but said nothing.

"what happened?"

"I think you're stupid." Fang Ningjie lifted the quilt, put the pillow behind him, found a position to lean on, and glanced at him sideways, "Bring it here, I'm not picky when I'm hungry."

Are men also so fickle?Why did Ning Jie turn his face indiscriminately...

Wu Xingyan looked confused, but obediently took out the dessert and handed it to him.

"Where did you go after filming?" Fang Ningjie patted his paw, grabbed it and chewed it in two bites. When he looked up, he found Wu Xingyan's expression was very subtle. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he knew something was wrong with his face , I could only raise my hand and mutter, "I know I don't like--"

Before he finished speaking, a dark figure approached in front of him, and then his shoulders were tightly bound, and his warm lips suddenly covered him.

no!Brother, that's not written in the script!

Fang Ningjie said that his face was dazed, and before he could react, a wet and slippery tongue had already licked along the contour of his lips.

"Damn you dog, you jump on food when you see it..." Fang Ningjie was caught off guard by his breath, and cursed softly, gritted his teeth.

Although he was not polite at all, he didn't push Wu Xingyan away, nor did he dodge, and let the instigator gently bite his lips.

Don't occupy what you like all at once, it's better to do it step by step, and the trick to seduce a man is to advance and retreat in a certain way.

Wu Xingyan, who is well versed in this way, did not dare to be too presumptuous. After kissing for more than ten seconds, he reluctantly moved away. He carefully pressed on Fang Ningjie's body with just the right strength, so that he could stick tightly together without letting the other party Feel suffocated.

"Ning Jie, I really... like you very much."

The pale yellow curtains were drawn at this moment, it was already dark, and the room was also very dark.People will always get enough sense of security in the invisible darkness, so that