Rebirth of the Long Night Starlight

"I suggest, how about playing a game?" Qing He held the wine bottle in one hand while leaning halfway on the sofa chair in an extremely bold posture. The long skirt with a high slit fully revealed her attractive thighs.The award ceremony was entered early, in order to maintain a perfect appearance, the male and female stars almost didn't eat dinner, and stayed on until midnight. Only when they got to the PUB did everyone feel hungry and wiped out the food piled up on the table.

At this moment, everyone was full of wine and food, and they were showing a dull appearance with insufficient blood supply to the brain. It was Qinghe who broke the deadlock first, and immediately received an enthusiastic response from Biyin, "Okay, okay, I haven't played games for a long time, and it happens to be here In PUB, why not play TruthorDare, truth or dare!"

This sentence immediately woke Meng Yanchi up from his half-dream and half-awake state: Truth or Dare!Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Qinghe and Biyin smiling at each other. Thinking of Qinghe's excited mode in the car, he suddenly felt that he had fallen into a conspiracy, but it was too late to get away now, let alone, and Bi Chen who came with Bi Yin, Zheng Tianyi who came here at the summons, and even Feng Yeshu himself seemed to have no intention of objecting.

Of course, it is not impossible to leave... But when he saw Feng Yeshu's calm expression, the light on the screen made his face flicker. For some reason, Meng Yanchi didn't want to miss this opportunity—if luck Well, maybe only at this time he will answer every question.

Just when he was hesitating, Qinghe had already borrowed cards and a turntable, and cleaned up the messy cups and plates on the table. The person pointed out has to choose to tell the truth or take a big risk, and the person who is punished will spin the wheel in the next round. Are the rules clear?"

Everyone nodded.As soon as he saw Qinghe and Biyin exchanging understanding eyes, Meng Yanchi began to feel uneasy. Feng Yeshu and Jiang Bichen sat together and talked quietly. In order to hide his nervousness, Meng Yanchi had to have a match with Zheng Tianyi who was sitting next to him. He didn't talk for a while - he couldn't talk too much, lest his fake "Meng Yanchi" show his feet - the result of his absent-mindedness was that when he was drawing cards, he jumped ahead of Feng Yeshu He touched the deck of cards first, and before he could react, Feng Yeshu's fingers had already landed on the back of his hand.

Meng Yanchi only felt that his fingers flicked for nothing, and the card in his hand fell in response, it was obviously a ghost card.

"Who should this belong to?" Both Qinghe and Biyin stretched their heads over, with a bit of playfulness in their eyes, "According to the rules, it should be Yeshu...but, Yeshu, tell me, it's for the little one." What about the smoke pond? Or do you keep it for yourself?"

"Give it to Xiao Meng." Feng Yeshu replied very simply, and even pushed the card directly in front of Meng Yanchi, with a rare teasing expression on his face, "Give priority to those who are unlucky."

Meng Yanchi was speechless when he said that, so he could only accept it resentfully, "Then I will not be polite."

Feng Yeshu immediately knew what it means to have a quick return to the present world, and when he saw the needle on the turntable pointing steadily at him, there was a slight ripple on his calm expression.Biyin and Qinghe immediately looked at Meng Yanchi with green eyes as if they had been spat with chicken blood, and Meng Yanchi had no doubt that in the next second they would be eager to pinch their necks and squeeze out the questions they wanted to ask.

Meng Yanchi hesitated for two seconds. Facing Feng Yeshu, he really wanted to ask, what do you think of me, but the words were repeated over and over in his throat, and he still couldn't ask. I had no choice but to ask indifferently, "Who do you like the most here?" With Feng Yeshu's character, it's normal to say that he is peaceful, and this question is universally applicable, and it's not difficult.

Even so, Meng Yanchi still had a vague expectation in his heart... I don't know whose name he would say.

Before he could speak, Meng Yanchi saw the disappointed expressions on the faces of the two women present.Unexpectedly, Feng Yeshu's next sentence made everyone's eyes wide open: "Meng Yanchi." Feng Yeshu said these three words in a tone as if he was reporting tomorrow's schedule, as if it had been a long time ago. Familiar with it by heart, but repeating a fact that does not need to be studied deeply.He took two sips of canned beer, as if he wanted to dilute the huge language behind this sentence and swallow it.

The pointer continued to turn, but Meng Yanchi had no thoughts on it, and those three words were still lingering in his mind.Laughter and screams broke out from time to time in the arena, especially when Qing He was chasing after him and beating up who the man who had been pestering Bi Chen recently was. .Zheng Tian poked him several times, but Meng Yanchi still showed little reaction. The moment Feng Yeshu said his name just now played back in his mind over and over again, as unreal as the shooting scene.

The person I like the most...is myself?This answer is enough to blow me out several times. For Feng Yeshu, saying that he likes himself... Even among this group of people, he likes himself the most, even if it's just a friend's favorite, which has already made his heart unable to calm down.

Obviously smoked 12 cigarettes at his door and said that he would forget him, but why, when he said that he liked himself the most, he still couldn't be quiet?

"Ahem!" Biyin suddenly coughed loudly, as if she wanted to remind him to pay attention.It was only then that Meng Yanchi realized that the battle situation had reached a fever pitch, and the pointer pointed to Feng Yeshu again, and the person who asked the question was Bi Yin's sister.

Heart suddenly sank.

Almost without thinking, she knew what Jiang Biyin would ask, and before she could stop her, she had already said, "I'll give you two choices, answer the question or take a big risk. My question is, who is the person you love so far?" Who? If you don't want to answer this question, go and kiss Xiao Yanchi deeply!"

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on Feng Yeshu.

Everyone is waiting for him to open his mouth to answer. After all, compared with the latter big adventure, the former question has been clearly revealed. Unexpectedly, Feng Yeshu stood up at this time, and directly bent over the not-so-wide table. He leaned down and kissed Meng Yanchi's lips.Meng Yanchi didn't even have time to react, he just felt his lips being gently parted, just let him drive straight in, from between the teeth, on the upper jaw, and after leisurely wandering in the entire mouth, it ended leisurely.

Everyone present was dumbfounded, and seeing their expressions, Meng Yanchi almost wanted to laugh out loud.

"Yan, Yanchi... What... what's going on here?" Zheng Tianyi seemed to be the only one who didn't know what happened.This poor child has probably never seen a man kiss before, and the whole person is in a messy state, especially, this person who has an indistinct relationship with Feng Yeshu in the population, is still the hair that he grew up with. Small.

In Zheng Tianyi's memory, although Meng Yanchi was good enough in the second grade, he was always the childhood sweetheart who did cheating together, picked up bird's nests, watched pornographic films and lifted girls' skirts together.Although as he got older, many things were no longer shared together, but Zheng Tianyi never thought that Meng Yanchi would actually fall in love with a man one day—not to mention that his mother is still a fan of Feng Yeshu.As soon as Zheng Tian stared at the person in front of him, he thought he had a few roundworms in his stomach. Even though his face was still the same, he suddenly felt like he didn't know this person at all.

And Meng Yanchi didn't have time to pay attention to Zheng Tianyi's reaction at all, at this moment he was completely blown to ashes by this kiss.This was the first time Feng Yeshu took the initiative to kiss himself in a sober state other than acting - even if he lied to himself ten thousand times, it was not enough to prove that he actually came to kiss himself.

Although speaking truth or dare, you must tell the truth, but even if Feng Yeshu tells a lie, it's okay, but he chose to kiss himself, does it mean that he really... likes himself a little bit?

Meng Yanchi felt his head was in a mess. He picked up a glass of beer on the wine table and poured it into his mouth. The cold beer calmed his beating heart, and his face finally calmed down. At this time, only sister Qinghe's crisp voice was heard , "Okay, okay, let's stop making trouble, it's too late, it's time to get out."

When Meng Yanchi came home, he only felt that his steps were light. It shouldn't be that the bottle of beer was too alcoholic, but that he was always thinking about that kiss, that kiss that Feng Yeshu took the initiative to do.

According to the age of rebirth, I am also a man of many years old, but I still can't calm down because of a kiss from him, it's really bad.

Meng Yanchi turned over on the bed a few times, and finally fell asleep in a daze - there was still a lot of work to do the next day, and he didn't want to be skinned alive by the devil director Li Zhen.

"Come on, Xiaomeng~"

Li Zhen's call was like a demon's call, Meng Yanchi shook, and took two steps forward, "Director Li?"

"Come here and listen to this passage, how do you feel after reading this passage?"

Meng Yanchi picked up the headset and put it on his ears, and a passage came from inside, "Mo, Mohe, Sumohe. The tip of his tongue folded three times, and his teeth trembled slightly. His name rolled out of my mouth, like a straw. The sharp stone fell into the throat, sank to the bottom of the stomach, and turned into a warm ocean. This name was given to him. When I picked him up on the side of the road, looking at the way I smiled reminded me of summer in the countryside. In the evening, the small river under the sound of cicadas.

Mo Mo is like a wild animal that still retains a large part of its original habits.Like, greed, food and everything.He always eats with his hands, as if he can't absorb the light and heat from the food without this method.He was rude and impatient with everything he was unfamiliar with, and bedtime readings that could soothe a child had clearly lost their magic on him.Every time I read something "stupid to die" he comes over and kisses me hard, to kill a drowsiness that's more stuffy than summer air.

He is my end.We sleep naked in each other's arms, like savages in a cave—to live, but to love or to die. "

This is a monologue by Qu Zhengyang.

Meng Yanchi listened to a passage and was about to put it down. Li Zhen signaled him to continue listening. Sure enough, there was more of the same content. It seemed that different professional voice actors were found to read this passage. Meng Yanchi listened all the way down. , I feel that it feels wrong, and I seem to feel that I can't touch that man Qu Zhengyang.

He is playing Su Mohe. In Su Mohe's eyes, Qu Zhengyang is like a ray of light, but the deep darkness in his heart still exists. A feeling of not being good enough.

Li Zhen watched him put down the headset, and asked with his legs crossed, "How about it, which one do you like?"

Meng Yanchi hesitated, "Director Li, I personally... have no particular preference, which one do you prefer?"

The corners of Li Zhen's beautiful lips were slightly raised, "Let's do this, I'll find someone else to read it to you, and you can listen to it again."