Senior, please forgive me!don't pull my skirt

The unspoken rules didn't work out, Mu Junchen kept hugging me and coaxing me.

"I'm really not sick, I didn't lie to you, it's just..." Mu Junchen patted my back and explained embarrassingly, "You were too hot just now... I got a little angry."

"Did you really lie to me? How do I know if what you said is a lie..."

"I just had a physical examination two months ago, let me show you the medical examination report." Mu Junchen took me to the bedside table with one arm, let me sit down on the bed, picked up the phone, and dug out the medical examination report.

I read the medical report carefully before I believed what he said.

However, the association just now couldn't stop the car at the beginning, I had already accidentally imagined that Mu Junchen died, and when the phone was returned to him, I continued to cry, like a mourner.

The real Mu Junchen sat aside: "..."

Mu Junchen assured: "I'm really not sick, I really won't die."

I cried bitterly: "But you will die one day... I don't want you to die..."

Mu Junchen: "..."

Suddenly, Mu Junchen put his hands on the back of my head, and pressed me on his chest. The chest muscles were tough and hot. When my face was pressed against it, I was stunned and forgot to cry. I looked at him, and then at the chest in front of me. , I thought he was implying something?

"You can't bite." Mu Junchen said quietly, "Listen, what did you hear?"

Hearing the sound of "plop plop", it passed into my eardrum clearly like a drum.

"Your heartbeat," I said.

He stroked my head: "Did you jump very vigorously, Huai Huai, I am in good health and will live a long time, don't be afraid."

Me: "But your heart beats so fast...why? There is a limit to the number of heartbeats in a person's life. Your heart beats so fast, and it will die after you beat it, woo..."

Mu Junchen was taken aback, his face was reddish, and he frowned: "Because you dance so fast, why else? I don't dance so fast 24 hours a day! If I dance like this for 24 hours, I don't need to wait for it to finish dancing." Just die!"

I pondered over his words carefully, and said softly, "Did I scare your little heart?"

The warm liquid dripped on the skin of his chest, and also on my cheek. I accidentally touched some at the corner of my mouth while talking, and tasted salty. I couldn't tell whether it was his sweat or my tears.

Mu Junchen sighed softly, suddenly bowed his head and kissed me involuntarily, hugging me with both hands, kneading me with ease, the skin felt inexplicably hot where his hands passed.

"What are you doing..." I was a little dazed, those awakened memories seemed to be just yesterday.

"I want to tell you that I am alive and well."

Mu Junchen put me down, pulled out the drawer of the bedside table, fumbled a few times and found a bottle.

I looked at him: "???"

"Everyone will meet the day when life ends, but I live with you now."

Mu Junchen threw the bottle away, and suddenly his eyes darkened, and his shadow enveloped me.

But I suddenly felt safe, and my muscles relaxed to cooperate with his movements.

He looked at me peachy, like the brightest star in the night sky: "Did you feel it?"

Feel it, feel it.

In the middle of the night, in the bathroom.

"I should wear a condom, is it uncomfortable?" Mu Junchen was cleaning up.

"It's kind of...too much."

"Tired? Do it again later?"

I counted on my fingers: "Once, twice, three times... You have done it four times today, won't it be easy for you to get wind if you have too many times?"

"What's going on right away? The old man is just going to go on the wind. I'm at the age of energy, okay? And, why did it happen four times, three times."

"The first two minutes, you didn't count it, did you?"

Mu Junchen: "..."

Mu Junchen: "Why do you count 2 minutes! It was an accident! It's been a long time without that... Don't mention it, are you hungry? Cook something for you?"

I thought for a while: "I want to eat noodles."

"I'll let you down later."

Mu Junchen took down the shower, stood behind me, tested the water temperature, and poured thin streams of water on me.

Late at night after strenuous exercise, you can still eat a bowl of freshly cooked noodles, not to mention how comfortable it is.

According to my preference, Mu Junchen added beef balls and prawns to the noodles, and put a crispy fried poached egg on top, with white noodles and green vegetables on the bottom, just looking at it makes people drool.

"Eat slowly, it's hot." Mu Junchen handed me a small bowl, and asked me to put the noodles into the small bowl to eat, so that it would cool down faster.

After exercising and taking a shower, and turning on the air conditioner to avoid catching cold, Mu Junchen opened the glass door of the balcony in the living room, and the night wind from the suburbs of Jinling rushed in, making the curtains flap and the crystals on the chandelier swaying slightly.

"You don't smoke now?" Mu Junchen asked me suddenly while eating his bowl of noodles slowly.

I put my head down and sucked on the noodles: "It's not good for your health, quit, the noodles are so delicious... Shall we start work tomorrow?"

Mu Junchen shook his head: "No."

"why?"

Mu Junchen: "Because the director and the leading actor are going to sleep, we won't open it."

I:"……"

Mu Junchen's room is already in a mess, and people don't want to go in and face it when they come out, otherwise they will be full of replays of the absurd scenes that happened here not long ago.

After eating a bowl of noodles and brushing my teeth, the two entered my bedroom one after the other.

As soon as I entered, I turned off the computer that I had not turned off before painting, and threw it in the sock pocket on the table, picked up the tissue paper on the carpet and threw it into the trash can, and took away the snack bag on the bed.

"Go to bed." After tidying up, I greeted Mu Junchen.

"..."

Mu Junchen went to bed in his pajamas, picked a pillow and lay down properly.

I also went up to sleep next to him, a little wanting to lie on my side and look at his face, but I was embarrassed, so I could only lie straight and look at the ceiling, thinking that I would turn to look at the ceiling when he fell asleep.

"There's something under the pillow." Mu Junchen said suddenly.

I turned my head and saw him reach out and feel around under the pillow, pulling out a pair of thong underwear.

Mu Junchen held it with both hands, unfolded it, and carefully examined the thing composed of a small piece of cloth in the front and two ropes in the back.

"..." What the hell is this execution scene?

"This is just bought... I, I haven't worn it, and I don't plan to wear it."

I lied, I was going to wear it, but I didn't have the guts.

Mu Junchen took it and smelled it: "I haven't worn it."

I grabbed it and hid it under my pillow.

I fell asleep until the next afternoon, and when I woke up, I found myself being hugged by Mu Junchen like an octopus, and the snoring was right next to my ears, like thunder.

I got up, brushed my teeth and washed my face, Mu Junchen cooked a simple meal, fried shrimp and sliced ​​pork with rice stems, brushed my teeth after eating, and continued to sleep with my arms around me.

On the third day, the crew finally restarted the machine, but everyone looked at me with complicated eyes, how should I put it, a kind of watching, probing, and probing eyes.

"Your eyeball is on Lu Huai's body? Do you want to take it off for you?"

Mu Junchen was talking about the play to me, and when he saw the props were set up but did not leave, when he stared at me, he snarled fiercely.

But the prop smiled cheaply, and pointed to his neck: "The camera asked me to come over and ask, Lu Huai has a hickey here, do you want to ask a makeup artist to cover it up, and I will shoot it later."

The logistics delivery box passed by, and kindly added: "There is another one on the back of the neck. Sometimes the collar falls a little, and you can see it."

Mu Junchen: "..."

I:"……"

"Why didn't you put on makeup?" Mu Junchen asked me in a low voice after they all left.

"I didn't shoot women's clothing today, so the makeup artist didn't give me makeup. Didn't you say that? If you don't shoot women's clothing, you don't need makeup."

The actor who played Ning Chen didn't need makeup if his skin wasn't too bad or too dark. Only Jiang Yulong needed to make his face dirty and dark, and he had to paint his arms.

"Go to the makeup artist to cover you with some powder." Mu Junchen pushed me into the dressing room.

The whole production team knew that I was under the unspoken rules of Mu Junchen, but unexpectedly, everyone did not show any malice towards me. Instead, Mu Junchen, as before, was slandered in private by them, calling others stupid money or something.

The filming ended at ten o'clock in the evening, and everyone was very satisfied.

There was a mobile barbecue stand outside the set. Director Mu, who had been bad-mouthed for a day, invited everyone to have barbecue. The tables and chairs of the barbecue stand were placed on the sidewalk. The crew was like a swarm of locusts, and a huge crowd filled all the tables. chair.

Mu Junchen changed back to his short-sleeved T-shirt, but most of the flowery arms can still be seen. The barbecue stand owner saw that we were smoking, smoking and drinking. A big man with flower tattoos on his arms, the word "fear" was almost written on his face. Later, he heard that we were filming, so he let down his guard a little.

They played Truth or Dare, took Mu Junchen together, and wanted to call me, but I refused, and sat next to Mu Junchen to watch them play.

However, the wine bottle is like a compass, and it can be redirected to Mu Junchen eight times out of ten. No one asks him a word of truth. He" "choose a person present to hold him" "choose a person present to let him sit on your lap" and so on.

I:"……"

"I don't sit." After being kissed three times and hugged four times, I refused Mu Junchen's request to let me sit on his lap.

"Hurry up, if you don't cooperate with me, I'll lose face, I'll just watch it." Mu Junchen whispered, tugging on my pants.

It's true that everyone is staring at it, whether they are playing games or not.

Thinking about Mu Junchen's always being disgusted by their bad words, if I lose his face again, it will really lose my face at all.

I got up and sat down on Mu Junchen's lap. I was about to get up for a second, but Mu Junchen hugged me.

What about playing hooligans in public? "Why? You didn't say you have to sit all the time... You, let go."

"Huaihuai, how about getting back together?"

He looked into my eyes and said those words without warning.

The whole crew was silent, no one was booing or talking, and at some point, a small animal-shaped light emitting a gentle light appeared in everyone's hands. I looked back at them, and everyone's eyes were like theirs. Like the small animal lamp in his hand, it is gentle and full of kindness.

I turned around and lowered my eyelashes: "No."

Author: Lu Huai is too difficult to write

I want to write that he becomes stronger, but I still can’t do it now, maybe it has something to do with my own personality flaws

Lu Huai has never faced Liu Shengfa directly. Liu Shengfa's ending has nothing to do with Lu Huai. It's because I can't do it. I can't imagine how to overcome Lu Huai's shadow on him. I can only choose one to make him disappear by himself. The way

But the real Liu Shengfa still exists in my life. He had an unpleasant encounter with me some time ago, which directly led to the change of the plot style recently. I still can’t overcome the shadow he cast on me, but I’m looking for a way middle

Today is the long-winded gangster, I hope all the children will meet adults who love them, if the adults hurt you, please live happily as much as possible, please love yourself (it’s really long-winded and hypocritical!)