Kissing scenes every day

The next morning, Feng Chi came to the set.

Tan He was still in the lounge, and Feng Chi also looked for him.

"Teacher Tan, is your waist still hot?" Feng Chi stared at Tan He's lower back.

"It's okay." Tan He touched his lower back, didn't particularly care, and continued to read the script on the sofa.

"Teacher Tan, I asked about the mark." Feng Chi sat aside and said with a serious expression: "The mark will become hot because we are less intimate."

"Huh?" Tan He was taken aback.

"The mark is in the early stage, and it needs to be consolidated by exchanging body fluids." Feng Chi looked serious and explained solemnly, "If it feels hot, it means that the intimacy is not enough."

Tan He beside him was confused, and he didn't understand so much, so he asked, "Then what should we do?"

"I need to exchange bodily fluids, such as saliva or something..." Feng Chi thought for a while, then reluctantly said: "Teacher Tan, if you need it now, I can still help."

Tan He was confused, and asked with some uncertainty, "Saliva?"

"Just kissing." Feng Chi nodded with a serious expression.

But Tan He still felt that kissing was inappropriate, so he whispered: "Actually, it's okay now, don't worry..."

That mark is the occasional fever, which is tolerable and does not hurt particularly.

"Teacher Tan." Feng Chi frowned, very dissatisfied with Tan He's attitude, "This mark is originally the imprint left by the lion demon to his partner, we must always maintain intimacy!"

Tan He also knew the specialness of this mark, and was frowning for a while.

Feng Chi: "If you are not intimate now, this mark will hurt more and more in the future."

"Anyway, it's fine now, let's talk about it then..." Tan He wanted to skip this topic.

"Teacher Tan, your body is your own! Why are you so irresponsible!" Feng Chi was angry, and said deliberately, "If the mark starts to hurt later, I won't help you!"

"Okay, okay." Tan He nodded absent-mindedly, and continued to read the script.

Feng Chi was unhappy, and stopped talking to Tan He, got up and walked around to the other side of the sofa, away from Tan He, and then sulked.

Tan He was still reading a few lines from the script. After a while, he realized belatedly that the lounge was very quiet.

It's so quiet, it's weird

In the past, when he was alone with the little lion, the little lion would come to his side, and then he would stroke the little lion's head and hair.

But this time the little lion didn't come over to let him touch his head, so Tan He couldn't help but look to the side, and saw the little lion huddled alone in the corner of the sofa, holding a pillow in his arms.

The little lion seemed to be in a bad mood, with unhappiness written all over his face.

Tan He's heart softened, and he hurried over, touched the little lion's head, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Tan." The little lion frowned, still stretched out his arms to hug Tan He's waist, and couldn't help saying, "If you're not intimate, that mark will hurt."

The little lion is still very concerned about the mark and wants to exchange body fluids.

But Tan He said, "It's okay."

"The mark will hurt." The little lion touched Tan He's back waist, and his fingertips ran along the hem of his clothes, slipping in very easily, and smoothly touched his own mark.

Following the movement of the little lion's touch, Tan He suddenly let out a muffled snort, and his body went numb.

And the little lion also said in a serious tone: "Teacher Tan, I think it's better for us to maintain an appropriate amount of intimate contact."

While talking, the little lion kept making small movements, rubbing back and forth on the mark.

Tan He was so hot that he was touched, and quickly stopped the little lion's arm.

The little lion also restrained himself a little, stood up again, wrapped Tan He in his arms, and said, "It's just an exchange of saliva, it doesn't matter."

"But I want to kiss..." Tan He still didn't feel very good, after all, kissing is a very private action.

"Mr. Tan, now my mark is on you." Feng Chi frowned, "Although Teacher Tan doesn't want to be responsible for my mark, I'm different from Teacher Tan—"

"I will be responsible for my mark." Feng Chi was serious.

Tan He was distracted by the little lion's words, and couldn't help asking: "Do you have to kiss?"

"Essence exchange is also acceptable."

Tan He suddenly fell silent.

Compared with the exchange of essence, the exchange of saliva seems not so unacceptable...

And Feng Chi also saw Tan He's hesitation, and took the opportunity to say: "Kissing is nothing, just treat it as a kissing scene."

Tan He was dizzy, and subconsciously said, "I've never filmed a kissing scene..."

"Just think of it as practicing kissing in advance." Feng Chi's eyes couldn't help falling on Tan He's lips.

Tan He was in a complicated mood, and said, "Let me think about it..."

"Tan teacher, I won't harm you! Why do you have to think about..." Feng Chi was not very happy.

But seeing that Tan He's attitude had softened, Feng Chi still didn't press too hard, and said, "Teacher Tan, let's think about it."

Tan He nodded, moved his hand on his waist slightly, and took the script next to him.

Feng Chi didn't bother, and just quietly stayed by his side.

It wasn't until the staff came to remind them that the filming was about to start, that the two got up and left, and went to the set.

This time, we will be filming the rival scene between the police officer and the forensic doctor, and the bar scene will be in the afternoon.

Because I communicated with Director Xu, now the bar scene has added a hug scene.

Feng Chi had already prepared a new script, and Tan He also gave a copy.

Tan He got the new script and flipped through it. There were not many changes. He just added a page of plot. It was the forensic doctor and the police officer pretending to be a couple in a bar, and then hugging each other.

The difficulty of the plot wasn't too great, so Tan He watched it a few times, but didn't watch it again.

On the contrary, Feng Chi was very concerned about the new plot, staring at that page for a long time.

During the lunch break at noon, Feng Chi went to Tan He's side and asked, "Teacher Tan, do we want to play against each other at noon?"

Tan He nodded and asked, "Which one?"

"It's this newly added plot." Feng Chi turned to that page, pointed to the hug plot, and said seriously: "I'm not sure about this."

Tan He looked at it and said, "Just pretend to be a couple, just hug me on the dance floor."

In the original book, after the forensic doctor and the police officer came to the bar, they were followed by the bar owner.

The bar owner suspected the identities of the two, so the police officer had no choice but to flirt with the forensic doctor deliberately, and then went to dance on the dance floor, hugging, whispering and so on.

However, Feng Chi was still unsure about the plot, and said, "Mr. Tan, why don't we try it? I'm afraid the acting won't work well..."

As he said that, the look on Feng Chi's face also became lonely, as if he was a little sad.

As soon as Tan He saw the pitiful appearance of the little lion, he habitually patted the little lion's head and coaxed him, and couldn't bear to refuse.

"Then try it." Tan He nodded in response, then took the script and explained the plot to the little lion.

The little lion sat aside, listening very carefully, nodding from time to time.

After Tan He finished explaining, he asked, "Do you understand?"

"Almost." The little lion nodded, "Teacher Tan, shall we play it again?"

"En." Tan He responded.

Feng Chi also got up, and stretched out his hand towards Tan He, making an invitation gesture.

Tan He put his hand on it, was led by Feng Chi, and came to the side.

Feng Chi put one arm around Tan He's waist, and the other supported Tan He's back. The two of them were almost hugging each other tightly.

Feng Chi lowered his head slightly, and approached Tan He's ear, his lips moved slightly: "Officer, the boss is still watching us..."

Feng Chi's voice was a little careless, and the hot breath he exhaled landed on Tan He's face.

And because the two of them were very close, when Feng Chi was speaking, his lips touched the tips of Tan He's ears from time to time.

Tan He couldn't help turning his head to the side, and following the lines in the script, he said, "Concentrate, don't give up."

Feng Chi lowered his head, pillowed on Tan He's shoulder, and let out a pleasant low laugh.

"Officer, I'm really concentrating now..." Feng Chi's tone was laziness, and the hand on Tan He's waist was also slightly exerted, his fingertips rubbing against Tan He's back waist.

Through the clothes, Feng Chi touched his mark, and rubbed his fingertips back and forth on it.

Tan He's breathing became a little disordered for a moment, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

Obviously he didn't touch it directly, but when Feng Chi touched the mark, his body also had some strange changes.

However, Tan He still controlled his emotions and did not stop acting.

Feng Chi was still touching the mark, but he was restrained, he didn't touch it too much, he just touched and rubbed it from time to time.

Feng Chi chuckled, and whispered into Tan He's ear, "Officer, is this okay now?"

Tan He: "The boss has already left, you can let go."

In the plot, the two hugged for a long time on the dance floor before letting go.

But after Feng Chi heard this sentence, he didn't let go of his hand, but continued to hug Tan He's waist, and lazily responded, not sure if he listened to it or not.

After several seconds, Feng Chi let go of his hand slowly.

Tan He also continued: "I found the target, he went backstage."

With that said, Tan He planned to continue acting.

However, Feng Chi was not interested in the following plot, so he ended the scene, turned back to the sofa, and lazily said, "No more acting."

Tan He walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"A little sleepy, it's time for a nap." Feng Chi said confidently.

Tan He nodded without any doubt, and said, "Then go to bed and rest."

So Feng Chi got up and went to the bed, ready to take a nap.

Tan He was also beside him, with his back to Feng Chi, and took off his coat.

Feng Chi leaned over, took the opportunity to secretly lift up the hem of Tan He's clothes, and stared at Tan He's back.

"Mr. Tan." Feng Chi stared at his mark, dissatisfied, "My mark has faded!"

"Ah?" Tan He lowered his head subconsciously, and glanced towards the lower back with some difficulty.

Feng Chi took advantage of the situation and said, "It's all faded, it's time to exchange bodily fluids."