stay away from me [entertainment circle]

Although Jiang Jianxing didn't say anything, Fu Sui understood him, and his tone was not like the usual Jiang Jianxing.

Jiang Jianxing was stunned for a moment. He couldn't remember the fact that he was suppressed at the moment, but since Fu Sui asked, he couldn't hide it, so he told the story exactly, and added at the end: "But Mostly because I miss you so much."

He was so straightforward, it reminded Fu Sui of his high school days.

At that time, Jiang Jianxing was very courageous, he would say whatever he had, and he would express his feelings very bluntly in front of him.

But at that time, I agreed to be with him not only because of his frankness, but because Jiang Jianxing's frankness made me notice him.

He has always liked Jiang Jianxing.

Whether it is the past or the present.

Fu Sui responded with a smile, and rubbed Jiang Jianxing's hair.

It was obviously a very ordinary move, not even as intimate as a kiss, but Jiang Jianxing's ears turned red instead.

It's been a long time since he said such straightforward love words. If it wasn't because he really wanted it, there might be the reason why he was unwell yesterday, and his miss for Fu Sui was even closer. is fragile.

Jiang Jianxing rubbed his hands secretly to find a reason for himself, so that he would not be so ashamed.

After eating and taking a bath, Jiang Jianxing asked for a few more kisses. This kind of opportunity to be alone didn't even want to leave the slightest attention to others.

Although the hotel facilities are quite complete, considering that Jiang Jianxing was unwell yesterday, Fu Sui just took his wrist and restrainedly kissed his forehead a few times, saying in a hoarse voice, "Too thin."

For this role, Jiang Jianxing's waist became thinner. When he was holding onto it before, Fu Sui felt like he could cut it off with one hand, so he didn't dare to use too much force.

If possible, Fu Sui didn't even want him to continue.

But this is Jiang Jianxing's own business, and he will try his best to let him do whatever he wants to do.

Jiang Jianxing hugged his neck and smiled, with physiological tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes. He was a little uncomfortable from being bullied just now, and even his eyes were red, but he could see that he was in a better mood, and he lay down again on Fu Sui's bed. Rubbing his shoulders, he said coquettishly, "We can have a big meal after the filming is over."

The two stayed tender for a while, and Jiang Jianxing's wechat video call request notification rang.

Jiang Jianxing:! ! !

Who the hell is so short-sighted! ! !

But this man is still very persistent.

Jiang Jianxing had to look for his phone from under the bed.

I don't know where my phone went when I took off my clothes.

Seeing that he had something to do, Fu Sui happened to go to take a shower, and copied a large-size pajamas from Jiang Jianxing's suitcase.

"Are you sleeping?" Seeing Jiang Jianxing's blushing abnormally and his hair messed up, Song Hongyu looked behind him and saw the bedside table.

Jiang Jianxing's expression turned cold, "I'm not sleeping."

Song Hongyu:?

His intuition told him that nothing good was going to happen next.

But before he had time to ask, he suddenly heard the sound of water coming from Jiang Jianxing's side.

Song Hongyu reacted for a while, with a frightened expression on his face: "Damn it, the world is getting worse! You two are in broad daylight..."

"If you have something to talk about, you're so annoying." Song Hongyu would have hung up the video in normal times, and Jiang Jianxing guessed that he must have something to do.

Song Hongyu forcibly resisted the urge to hang up the video.

Although I don't know when Fu Sui came, but it's about time.

After all, Du Jiayun just came to show off his might today.

Thinking of this, Song Hongyu still smiled unkindly, "Let me show you something good."

He is the heroine of the play, so it's not very good to directly conflict with Du Jiayun, so as not to cause trouble before the play is over, but it's still okay to do some immoral things.

After Song Hongyu finished speaking, the angle of view of his camera changed.

Jiang Jianxing: "?"

It can be seen that Song Hongyu is still on the set, and the camera is aimed at the director.

Compared with his usual filming, there are a bit more people watching today, no wonder he heard the noise from Song Hongyu just now.

Song Hongyu suppressed his voice: "Guess how long this scene took?"

On the other side of the camera, the chief director who is always gentle on weekdays held a loudspeaker: "Fuck!! Are you fucking good at filming!! Why don't you just get the hell out of here?"

Then there was chaos, and I couldn't hear who said what.

Jiang Jianxing only saw Du Jiayun walking towards the chief director, but he didn't know what to say to him, so the chief director blew the horn.

Jiang Jianxing: "..."

Song Hongyu continued to explain to him: "How long have you been away and been filming? The director has been furious several times, and has been looking for the producer to ask who is the person who stuffed this in."

"I guess he was also stunned."

"I said, at least you have a face to look at. Standing in front of the camera, you can form an aura without speaking."

"But it's all... I don't even know the lines by heart."

Jiang Jianxing still looked on blankly.

To be honest, Jiayun didn't blame him for any crime, he really didn't bother to talk to him, even if he saw him being scolded, he didn't think it was a big deal.

After all, it was a dead friend to him.

After Song Hongyu finished broadcasting the play to him live, Fu Sui also took a shower.

He came out wiping his hair, saw that Jiang Jianxing was still holding his mobile phone, he leaned halfway to the head of the bed and hugged his shoulder, and rolled his eyelids: "What's the matter?"

Song Hongyu, who was caught off guard by the intimate pose of the two people close together in the camera, was violently shocked: "..."

This was much more shocking than hearing what Jiang Jianxing said. After all, he never imagined that Fu Sui, who usually had a cold face towards everyone, could have such a gentle expression when he was with Jiang Jianxing. is soft.

Lian Jiang Jianxing's expression suddenly became vivid.

A living double standard.

I can't stand it at all.

"Hang up first!"

After speaking, Song Hongyu hastily hung up the video.

He briefly recounted to Fu Sui what Song Hongyu had shown him just now, and smelling the same smell on Fu Sui as his own, Jiang Jianxing's voice became weaker and weaker, and soon he fell asleep on Fu Sui.

Jiang Jianxing had been sleepy for a long time, and he hadn't slept well in the past few days. Now that Fu Sui was by his side, he naturally wanted to hurry up and sleep.

Jiang Jianxing slept for a long time.

When he woke up, Fu Sui was on the phone.

Fu Sui hummed a few times with a cold expression.

After he hung up the phone, Jiang Jianxing asked, "Who is it?"

Fu Sui helped him smooth his messy hair, "Wu Huai."

"I asked Zhuang Wei to buy dinner for you. If you want to sleep a little longer, ask him to deliver it later."

Although he didn't say it directly, Jiang Jianxing could hear the meaning of his words.

Got to go.

Seeing that Jiang Jianxing's dazed expression of just waking up suddenly turned aggrieved, Fu Sui smiled helplessly, "I'm going to work, and it will finish around midnight, do you want to leave me a door?"

Fu Sui did not lie to Jiang Jianxing.

There was originally a temporary job, but the hotel was not booked here.

Jiang Jianxing immediately stuck to it, and said reluctantly, "Alright then, I'll give you the room card."

Just as he finished speaking, Fu Sui's phone rang again.

Jiang Jianxing became even more mournful.

Better not to wake up.

No, it would be even more uncomfortable if I woke up and couldn't see anyone.

Fu Sui went to the window to answer the phone again.

Jiang Jianxing rubbed his hair, and was about to ask Zhuang Wei to ask the hotel front desk for a spare room card when the doorbell rang.

Who will it be at this time?

Afraid that it was someone from the film crew, Jiang Jianxing put on his clothes and went to open the door.

As soon as the door opens.

Du Jiayun and his two assistants stood outside the door. The assistants carried a thermos bucket, and Du Jiayun was still holding the script, as if he wanted to discuss the script at night.

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