Passion collision

The lingering kisses, the extremely gentle caresses, as if they couldn't get enough pets, the two of them did it all night, if they were not exhausted and fell into a deep sleep, they would probably continue.

It was the first time for Ming Yu to be so active, and Ran Xuanyang seemed to understand this person better every time he went deeper. Today, he is really happy. That kind of strong emotional infection made him feel happy and his movements changed. So gentle that I feel incredible.

When Ran Xuanyang came out of the shower, Mingyu had already fallen asleep on the bed, most of his shoulders were exposed, round and fair, very attractive, because the first time he lost control, his work was delayed, so Every time after that, Mingyu will pay special attention to Ran Xuanyang's actions, and absolutely put an end to his behavior of continuing to grow strawberries.

It is strange to say that when Ran Xuanyang makes love, it is mostly a process of catharsis, and he rarely has the desire to leave marks, but when he sees Mingyu's clean neck, he has the urge to print something.

Not a completely ignorant teenager, of course Ran Xuanyang knew it was because he liked it, and whether he loved it or not was too far away, but at least, he was really in love with this actor who was originally very resistant.

Pulling the quilt back, he couldn't help but press a kiss on that shoulder, in exchange for Mingyu's low moan, he turned around, found a more comfortable seat, and continued to sleep.Thinking of what Mingyu muttered before getting up for the last time, Ran Xuanyang chuckled, turned off the light, and lay down beside him as well.

If it was a woman, did you do it?

He didn't expect that under such circumstances, he could still remember that little detail, so Ran Xuanyang couldn't laugh or cry immediately, grabbed the back of his neck, lifted him up hard, kissed him hard, and then walked into the bathroom.

He stretched out his arms around Mingyu's waist, pulled him into his arms, and gently closed his eyes.

In fact, having such a combination and such a sleep is really very happy.

Ran Xuanyang was woken up by more and more excited words. For a moment, he thought Mingyu was arguing, but then he was taken aback by his own thought. Mingyu would quarrel, and it was going to rain red that day.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and listened carefully, only to realize that it was the sound of Mingyu rehearsing a play in the living room. Different from memorizing lines, the stage play pays attention to the momentum and pronunciation, and it must be practiced from the bit by bit.

Grabbing the watch and checking the time, Ran Xuanyang scratched his hair in distress, covered his head with the quilt, and forced himself to catch up on sleep.I lost control last night and became weak, and it has only been a few hours now, and I can't make up for it at all.

This sleep lasted until dark, only to wake up from hunger.Ran Xuanyang rubbed his eyes, got used to the slight light and the small sound in the bedroom, tried his best to prop up his body, and found that Mingyu was sitting on the edge of the bed, watching the old movie playing on the TV. It was taken by an unprofessional cameraman, the scene of a stage play.

Mingyu plugged in the earphones, but still heard a slight sound, Ran Xuanyang looked at the man who didn't blink, and went straight to the bathroom without disturbing him.

After cleaning, he found that the time was close to seven o'clock. Judging by Mingyu's posture, it didn't look like he had eaten dinner. Ran Xuanyang directly ordered room service and went to the living room to watch TV. He didn't want to disturb Mingyu. Mingyu's diligence is ridiculously clumsy, but at this moment, it looks really cute, maybe this has too much to do with his own state of mind.

The room service was fast, and the service of a five-star hotel was really top-notch. There was no doubt why there was Ran Xuanyang wearing a bathrobe in Mingyu's room. After delivering the set menu to the living room, he obediently left without even looking at it.

When the food was brought into the bedroom, Mingyu was already lying on the bed tiredly, covering his eyes with his arms, but the sound of DVD was still playing in the earphones. Ran Xuanyang directly pressed pause, turned off the TV, and sat beside Mingyu, filming Touched his thigh, "Eat first, it won't taste good when it's cold."

In response, Mingyu still didn't move, and Ran Xuanyang didn't urge him, and started to eat by himself.

"What time did you wake up?" Asked casually, Ran Xuanyang stuffed a piece of pineapple into the mouth of Mingyu, whose eyes were still closed, and the latter also opened his mouth in a very tacit understanding.

"Five or six o'clock, I don't remember, the sun has already risen."

"Have you eaten all day?" Another piece of pineapple was stuffed, but this time it was clearly rejected.After Ran Xuanyang saw Mingyu slightly shaking his head, he pulled him up, dragged him out of the bedroom, and stuffed him neatly by the dining table.

After pouring a glass of juice, Ran Xuanyang also sat beside Mingyu, and started to eat with a fork. Mingyu fiddled with the things on his plate lazily, looking a little confused.

"I think... I can't grasp the feeling." After hesitating for a while, Ming Yu still said it to Ran Xuanyang, that's right, I did find the unrestrained feeling yesterday, and it was well remembered in my heart, but After trying to memorize the lines several times, I was still confused. Mingyu knew that it didn’t feel right, so he found a bunch of famous stage plays and started to watch them, but he still couldn’t grasp the feeling of belonging to stage plays. This problem has already troubled him. His whole day.

Raising his eyes, Ran Xuanyang looked at Mingyu's frowning, didn't speak, but lowered his head and continued to eat.It wasn't until he finished a large plate of ancient pilaf and drank a glass of wine that he said slowly, "After eating all the food on your plate, I agree to give you some practical advice."

Blinking his eyes, it is undeniable that when he said this to Ran Xuanyang, Mingyu was looking forward to this result. He hoped that someone could give him some advice to help him find the feeling. Ran Xuanyang is the most suitable candidate that Mingyu can think of at present.

Although he may not understand stage plays as he said, at least he can see his own problems from the perspective of a director. This is enough. What Mingyu can confirm now is that it feels wrong, but where is the specific fault? Still too hazy to find out exactly.

"Then let's get started!" Mingyu took a few mouthfuls of food excitedly, stood up and walked towards the living room. When he was ready to start the audition, he realized that Ran Xuanyang didn't follow at all, but sat Smoking leisurely at the dining table.

"you……"

"Finish the meal, or I will refuse to watch any of your performances." Ran Xuanyang glanced at the half of the meal left from the corner of his eye, and there was no room for negotiation in Ran Xuanyang's tone.

"I'm not hungry, this is too much, don't force me." Walking to Ran Xuanyang, Mingyu looked a little excited, his face was very pale, unnaturally white, and the bags under his eyes were a little blue, which Jing Mo could see You have to yell.

"Well, I won't force you, and you shouldn't force me either." Ran Xuanyang answered quickly, and immediately extinguished the remaining half of the cigarette, stood up, and walked towards the door. "Come to me after you eat. If I don't go out and fall asleep, I don't mind watching you perform a few scenes."

He thought that he would use the same words to persuade him to stay, but this time Ran Xuanyang made a wrong estimate. After saying this sentence, Mingyu suddenly lifted the unfinished plate of fried rice and smashed it to the ground, making a loud noise Ran Xuanyang looked at the perpetrator in surprise.

Mingyu didn't back down, with a pair of dark eyes, he firmly looked at Ran Xuanyang's eyes who stopped at the door, and said every word.

"I don't want to lose the role."

This was also the first time that Ran Xuanyang saw a clear trace of fragility in Mingyu's eyes.