Rebirth of the Long Night Starlight

After saying these words, Ji Feiyang leaned slightly, took the back of Li Zhen's hand and kissed it lightly.The French-style hand kissing gift made by Ji Feiyang was less elegant and delicate, but a little more dangerous. Even though there was no contempt in his eyes, the actresses present still let out a little exclamation .

"It's my honor to invite two distinguished guests like this." Li Zhen didn't change his expression, and told the assistant behind him to greet the new guests with his eyes, "Congratulations on our reunion for many years, and my new film this time, Please enjoy the night to the fullest."

Young Master Ping glanced across the field, and everyone looked away one after another with expressions of "I'm not looking at you", and the atmosphere finally became active again.

"I heard that Director Li will have a new film when he comes back to China this time?" The young master always has a decent demeanor in front of outsiders, and he is completely different from the lazy and coquettish appearance in the small courtyard, "Why don't you introduce this guy who has been following you all the time?" The gentleman behind?"

"The new film is of course one reason. As for the other reason, I have been wandering abroad for a long time. Although the foreign country is good, it is still not as deep as my hometown. After the film is finished, if there is no accident, I should find a place to settle down in City B Come down." Li Zhenyan smiled, and clinked glasses with the young master without any affectation, and his expression was so sincere that he was angry.

"I was only focused on entertaining the distinguished guests, so I forgot to introduce them. This is Jianzhou, Luo Jianzhou, my assistant who has been with me for many years. He is also the screenwriter of "Thorn Vine."

The young man who had been standing behind Li Zhen took a step forward to shake hands with Young Master Ping and Ji Feiyang.Ji Feiyang looked at this ordinary-looking young man with a modest smile with a little curiosity.Luo Jianzhou looks to be in his early thirties, and he looks far from the glamorous Li Zhen in every respect. He is so ordinary that one wonders whether he can be picked out after being thrown into the crowd. In Zhen's shadow.

"Mr. An Ling, Mr. Ji, I have heard of your two names for a long time." Although he was an assistant, the young master had a sharp eye and found that although Luo Jianzhou's clothes did not have any eye-catching designs, both the workmanship and the fabrics were excellent.No label, it should be custom made.What's more, it's nothing more than facing yourself. Even Lin Suyu, who was fearless that day, was unavoidably a little embarrassed when he first met Ji Feiyang, but Luo Jianzhou handled it freely, and his speech and behavior were not stagnant. Ordinary assistants can do it.

Thinking of this, Young Master Ping became a little bit interested, "I've read this book a few times, and it's a hundred times better than my nephew who doesn't live up to expectations. I don't know if Mr. Luo is interested in leaving a contact information? Right now Although there are many actors, good scripts are rare."

"Thank you Mr. Anling for your appreciation, but I don't write for anyone other than Li Zhen." Luo Jianzhou smiled gently, and handed him a cup of warmed low-alcohol brandy, "I saw your pointer when I came in just now. The tip is a little blue, and I trembled slightly when I clinked glasses. Besides the cold, I think the effect of the painkiller can’t last too long, right? Drinking this kind of wine will make you feel more comfortable.”

After toasting lightly, Luo Jianzhou retreated silently.Over there, Li Zhen was talking happily with Ji Feiyang.I don't know if it's the effect of the brandy, but the young master felt that something was gradually burning in his heart, and the heat flowed through the blood vessels to his limbs and bones, almost engulfing him.

Although Young Master Ping and Li Zhen both talked and laughed at Yan Yan, the Queen's aura exuded was too lethal. Meng Yanchi only dared to hide secretly in a corner to watch the gossip impulse in his heart surge.Suddenly someone stuffed a note in his hand, Meng Yanchi thought it was Shi Heng, and grabbed the other's hand, "Ah Heng, Ah Heng, what do you think the two of them had in the past?"

"Sorry, you seem to have admitted the wrong person." The deep and honest voice with a smile made Meng Yanchi jump.Looking back, I found that it was a man with a decent appearance and a simple and honest face. This face seemed familiar, but I couldn't remember where I saw it.

"I'm an assistant who is with Director Li." The other party kindly reminded him that he was obviously used to his public face.

"Ah...ah, I'm sorry, I was nervous and didn't recognize it just now." Meng Yanchi was a little at a loss. If he had met this Assistant Luo several times, he still couldn't remember him for some reason, " May I ask if you are looking for me, Director Li, have you explained anything?"

"Director Li asked me to tell you to follow the content of this note. This is the last audition for "Thorn Vine." Seeing his stunned look, Luo Jianzhou couldn't help but hook the corner of his mouth, and handed him the champagne in his hand , "Director Li is very optimistic about you, please behave well."

When Meng Yanchi saw the content of Li Zhen's note, he couldn't help complaining in his heart. What does it mean to "please try your best to seduce the male lead of "Thorn Vine", the more he can't stop, the better"? !

Seeing that "thorny vine" is my favorite movie, I also want to perform this movie to the best state. Since I have accepted the temporary test, I have to follow the director's request anyway. Li Zhen's note stipulates that After specifying the location, it is also stipulated that once you arrive at the location, you must enter the state of acting, and you are not allowed to confide in any other words.

The location was a small hidden terrace, and even the path was hidden in a very remote place. It took Meng Yanchi a short time to find it. When he walked up, he saw that there were already people waiting on it. When Meng Yanchi When I saw that person, I felt like a bolt from the blue.

It was actually Feng Yeshu.

When he saw Meng Yanchi's figure, Feng Yeshu's eyes were obviously shocked, but it was only for a moment, and he soon regained his composure.He looked at Meng Yanchi, his pure black pupils were deep and bottomless.

The man's dark eyes were bottomless, and he stood at the corner of the terrace and looked at him. Meng Yanchi felt his mind was blank, and only one sentence was repeated in his heart - how could it be him? !

How could it be Feng Yeshu?

So...how can I seduce Feng Yeshu?

Meng Yanchi was at a loss. If he could seduce a man like Feng Yeshu, he probably wouldn't have a crush on him for two lifetimes. He took two steps forward, "How could it be you...?"

Feng Yeshu raised the wine glass in his hand and took a sip, "I didn't expect it to be you."

Under the reflection of the light, the burgundy waves reflected waves in his eyes, which actually added a bit of evil spirit to his well-tailored evening dress.

Meng Yanchi bit his lip. If it was Su Mohe, what should he do at this time?

Meng Yanchi didn't know, and Meng Yanchi felt that he couldn't think.

When Feng Yeshu stood in front of him, how would he seduce him?

He can only follow instinct.

He stepped forward, held Feng Yeshu's empty right hand with his fingers, twirled his sharp joints with his fingers, clasped his wrist, crossed his heart, stepped on his feet, and kissed him.

Feng Yeshu's lips were very cool, like the night wind blowing for a long time, but the kiss had Feng Yeshu's unique smell. The light aroma mixed with the mellow red wine was more confusing than any perfume.

Even if he had secretly kissed the corner of his lips before, this was still the first time Meng Yanchi kissed him when Feng Yeshu took the initiative. This kiss was so lingering that Meng Yanchi almost exhausted all his strength to restrain himself Will let go because of too much trembling.

His lips and teeth, his appearance, I can't seduce him, I can only bet that he is a little bit tempted by me.

Feng Yeshu never expected that Meng Yanchi would kiss her directly.

He was very hot, like a small fire, and just being close to him was enough to resist the severe cold of winter.He wasn't sure whether he saw the desperate despair in Meng Yanchi's eyes at the moment before the kiss, which made him unable to refuse this kiss. This pure lips pressed together, and the temples rubbed together, not stained with desire but with a bitter breath kiss.

He even wanted to reach out and hold him in his arms, to soothe the pain in the corners of his brows and eyes.

Feng Yeshu didn't respond, Meng Yanchi smiled wryly, and sure enough he didn't.For a man like Feng Yeshu, seduction is obviously too difficult. Since it is impossible to complete such a task, it is better to talk about your sincerity behind this task. blood flow.

Yanchi took half a step back, looking at the inquiry and confusion in Feng Yeshu's eyes, Meng Yanchi bent his eyes and smiled, this smile was shining brightly, like the brightest fireworks blooming in the deepest night.

"I love you."

I love you, two lives, two lives, vigorously, with a clear conscience.

With these words out, Meng Yanchi knew that he had lost all the leverage to gamble, he was like the last gambler, putting all his money on the table, ALL-IN.

He stood on tiptoe again, hooked Feng Yeshu's neck with one hand, stroked his cheek with the other, and kissed his lips again.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you……

The moment the last word fell, even a smile as bright as a summer flower could not hide the despair burning deep in the eyes, like fireworks in full bloom on a desolate winter night.

Meng Yanchi... who are you?

Sometimes it feels extremely familiar, and sometimes it is so strange that it seems like you have never seen it before.From the very beginning, something was overflowing from those clear eyes. He used to think desperately about the answer, but always denied his delusion at the last moment.

Feng Yeshu saw his own reflection in his eyes, and under the pool of his heart, there was a soul that was burning brilliantly, as if tomorrow would be the eternal calamity of the long night, as if he would turn into foam on the sea before sunrise.

please don't go--

Feng Yeshu closed his eyes.At the moment when he kissed Meng Yanchi, when his lips and teeth were separated, the tip of his tongue was entangled, as if tattoos had climbed up his lips and tongue, poison ivy entangled his limbs, and his flesh and soul were branded with pain.

From then on, the fortress I built with faith will be defeated in front of you.

Meng Yanchi was panting from being kissed, he felt like that desperate gambler who put down all his chips in the casino and only waited for the judgment of the heavens, and it seemed that the god of luck finally favored him at this moment.

"Please watch me take out the twelve stolen Marlboro at your door, just for one night... Please..." Meng Yanchi raised his eyes, with a wry smile and self-mockery faintly in his eyes, "Please, Stay with me."

Please stay by my side, even if it's just a moment of warmth.For Su Mohe, Qu Zhengyang will always be this moment.Then it's just one night, put all your heart into it, and don't care about your own safety. Since you are already ALL-IN, why worry about the long night when you lose.

He hooked Feng Yeshu's neck, and pressed his lips again.

When he parted Feng Yeshu's lips, he knew that he had already put his sincerity on the silver platter, and was just waiting for him to make a verdict.

Twelve Marlboro...?When did this happen?

This thought crossed Feng Yeshu's mind, but he didn't have time to ask - his body had already reacted first.He hugged Meng Yanchi tightly into his body and kissed him almost predatorily.If it was out of control in the car that night, at this moment—he just wanted to keep, to keep this person who seemed to burn up all his love and life in front of him, as if a ray of wind could blow it away .

Please don't be humble—please, don't love so desperately in front of me.

Feng Yeshu couldn't help but increase his strength, fitting Meng Yanchi's body to his own, and his fingers walked down the line of the body, as if he was outlining his own territory.

If Cheng Xu is the light, it once illuminated his life; Meng Yanchi is the fire, burning his love and desire vigorously, even if one day, there will be ashes left on the ground.