Rational derailment

"Hmm..." Wu Si didn't pay attention, and kicked over the low cabinet, the wine glasses on it!When it fell to the ground, it made a loud noise.He turned around nervously, thinking that he would wake up Miller, but he was still sleeping soundly, showing no signs of waking up.

Lifting the low cabinet and putting the wine glasses away, Wu Si tiptoed to the bathroom and washed his face.

The person in the mirror has a wide neckline and hickey marks on his chest.The scene of last night resurfaced in my mind again. Compared with the intensity of the previous night, last night was not even considered as having a good time. No, it was not that I was not having a good time, but it was a different kind of feeling.

Miller was very tired. The intensive shooting during this period often lasted until one or two o'clock in the morning every day. After returning, he needed to look at the things he shot that day, and he could only sleep about 3 or 4 hours a day.

Last night, although the two had sex, they were more touching and kissing. Wu Si gave Miller a massage, and Miller kept kissing Wu Si. Even after the penetration, the two were not too violent. On the contrary, there is a very comfortable feeling.After doing it once, Miller hugged Wu Si's waist directly and fell asleep.

Even the loud noise just now didn't wake him up.

This made Wu Si a little puzzled, since he was so tired, why should he stay here?But the feeling of the two touching and kissing each other last night was not annoying, and it was more acceptable than compulsively provoking their own sexual desires.

Perhaps, the reason is hazy, and I know more or less.

Picking up the phone, I found that there were three missed calls and several text messages, one of which was from Jing Mo.When did you turn your phone to silent?Obviously, Wu Si did not do such a thing. It could only be that Miller turned on his mobile phone without authorization while he was taking a shower.

His brows gathered unconsciously. He didn't like Miller's behavior, but he could understand it from his perspective.He just wanted to throw everything away, linger with himself quietly for a while, and then have a good night's sleep. If the phone rings to harass him during this period, it must be a little disturbing.

Jing Mo couldn't find anyone on the phone, so he sent a text message to tell Wu Si to watch Bai Ruixi's acting when she was free. The actors were all scared, and they joked and asked Wu Si to buy him some Jingxin oral liquid, so that they don't start to enter menopause when they are in their thirties.

Looking at Miller who didn't even move his posture, Wu Si shook his head. When did he start thinking about Miller?He stuffed his phone back into his trouser pocket and left the room.

At 4 o'clock in the morning, it was still dark, and there was no sound in the corridor. Wu Si quietly walked on the carpet, did not take the elevator, but directly went down to the garage from the emergency passage, and drove away.

No one was met.

But if he didn't encounter it today, it doesn't mean that it will be so smooth in the future. He needs to think of a few reasons that can be prevaricated, reasons that will not be suspected.It was almost winter, and the cold wind was blowing on his face, so Wu Si closed the car window.

Both Jing Mo and Bai Ruixi lived in that hotel, and she actually slept with someone else in Jing Mo's hotel.Such a hypothesis was unimaginable before.

After driving back to the apartment, took a shower, changed clothes, and had breakfast at the cafe outside the door, Wu Si sent a message back to Jing Mo, telling him that he would go to the shooting site in three days.

When Wu Si sat in the office and started his day's work, Jing Mo sent back a text message, saying that Fascist was in a good mood today. He had filmed more than a dozen scenes for a scene, and his face was not dark yet, yet he patiently asked the makeup artist to touch up his makeup.

Curving the corners of his lips, Wu Si replied an innocuous text message, and after a while Jing Mo sent another text message, crying that the fascists are not funny, no matter how they shoot this part, they can’t pass it, it’s been more than twenty times, don’t want to sleep today.

Imagining that Jing Mo was looking forward to Miller's attack so that the episode would pass quickly, and hoped that Miller would not have an attack so that the actors would feel better, Wu Si couldn't help but smile knowingly, thinking that he didn't know how to choose.

The two sent text messages back and forth, and the whole morning flew by. When Zema asked him to go out for dinner on MSN, he realized that he had only read a few emails all morning.

Only for Jing Mo, Wu Si would not refuse, and would not take the initiative to say that he had to work, and we would talk when he was free.He will keep talking with him, if he doesn't want to stop.

Finally, Jing Mo excitedly told Wu Si that the period was over, and there was fried chicken in today's lunch box.

After receiving the text message, Wu Si was stunned for a moment, fried chicken?In my impression, in Miller's personal information, the most hated food is chicken. I somehow think of Miller's face changing after lunch.

It is estimated that Xiaomo will burst into tears because of this piece of fried chicken.

Picking up his mobile phone, Wu Si called Miller's assistant on the set and asked him to quickly order another beef set meal for Miller. In the future, as long as the lunch box is chicken, he will order another set for Miller.

The other party let out an ah, just remembered that Miller doesn't eat chicken, thanked Wu Si wildly, and said that he would drive out to buy food immediately.

Miller raised his eyebrows when he got the pizza, and the little assistant hurriedly apologized, saying that he had forgotten about the chicken, and he would also like to thank Wu Si for reminding him, and he must pay attention in the future.

While gnawing on the cheese-flavored pizza, Miller felt happy for Wu Si's thoughtfulness at first, and then realized another question, why did he know such a small thing?Do you even know what they eat in their lunch boxes?

Turning his gaze, he saw Jing Mo excitedly nibbling on chicken chops, chatting with Bai Ruixi who was next to him while chewing.Miller's face sank, he silently put down the half-eaten pizza, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and walked towards the lounge.

Wu Si, who was just getting ready for work in the afternoon, received another text message from Jing Mo.

【Ouch, my god, fascism has flared up again, Jason and Bai Ruixi are going to be killed~ so pitiful~~】【…】