Quickly transcend when indifference is attacked by scum

Wen An looked at Mu Baize, and suddenly stretched out his hand as if wanting to touch his face, Mu Baize took a step back vigilantly: "What are you doing?" His voice was a bit sharp and lost his grace.

After thinking about it, Wen An decided to be more straightforward: "I found out that I like you again, so I joined the entertainment circle for you."

Mu Baize was stunned, and then lost his temper. What is meant by "again" and what is meant by acting for him? It's a joke. He has been with Wen An for so long, and he knows his temper very well. He has shown that he likes the new and dislikes the old to the fullest. Now he looks like this , Are you treating him as prey again?

Mu Baize was so angry that he calmed down. He remembered the heart-piercing pain of being unable to fall asleep all night before, and couldn't help reaching out and pressing the position of his heart, and said word by word: "Young Master Wen, What kind of tricks do you want to play again? But now, I don't want to participate, please keep a distance from me in the future."

Wen An pursed his lips, and the dimples around his mouth were faintly visible, like a kind of sarcasm. His eyes were deep, and he looked at Mu Baize with a softness inadvertently: "This is not a trick, Mu Baize, you Should know."

Mu Baize's whole body was stiff.

"If I want to play tricks, most people will send you to my bed again. There is no need to play by myself. I am lazy. Although it may make you more angry, letting you know how I feel should make you Not so suspicious."

"After you left, I was not used to it. I thought it was just a moment, but it has continued until now. I asked my elder brother, and he said that getting used to it becomes natural. If it becomes natural, it is considered love. So, I think "Wen An looked at the wide-eyed Mu Baize, and caressed his side face with one hand without resistance, his eyes were gentle: "I'm in love with you."

It took Mu Baize a while to react, he opened Wen An's gentle caress with shaking hands, and was a little incoherent: "It's really...it's ridiculous, it turned out that something I've been waiting for for so long... I'm about to give up, tell me, you Love me, it's fucking ridiculous..."

Wen An looked at Mu Baize with distracted eyes, pale lips, cold sweat on his face, and a frown. He was afraid that he was in a daze and had no time to care about other things. He took two steps forward and took Mu Baize into his arms. The superiority made Mu Baize just buried in Wen An's neck, sniffing the familiar smell, Mu Baize couldn't help but grabbed Wen An's clothes corner with his backhand, and wringed out a mess of wrinkles with a little bit of force.

Wen An's hands were big, and he patted Mu Baize's back with regularity and warmth. Frowning, he felt the moist and warm air around his neck patting on his skin with his breath, and suppressed all kinds of discomfort in his body. Maintained the gentleness just now: "It's okay, I know I was an asshole before, but now it looks like I'm going to fall, but I don't know if you want me..."

Mu Baize breathed slowly and steadily, raised his eyes slightly, and saw An Dao standing not far behind Wen An with a calm face, and pushed Wen An away reflexively. After entering the ice cave and being in the entertainment circle, how can he not be clear, as long as an artist gets involved in this kind of scandal, his star career will be cut off in half, and the partner is Wen An, who has an excellent family background...

His mind was confused, and for a moment he felt that this was Wen An's conspiracy. It was Wen An who wanted him to fail in the entertainment industry. He looked at Wen An's face suddenly, but found that it was too obvious and somewhat distorted. resistance.

Wen An raised his eyebrows, and looked at Mu Baize with some sharp eyes: "I guess, you are suspicious of me? Take a good look, where is Director An and is there anyone else present? How can I, Wen An, be a scum? As for making fun of your future!" At the end, his voice was tinged with sadness.

It was only then that Mu Baize saw all the flowers and trees in the field, and An Yi was really the only one.

An Yi could occasionally hear a few words, but seeing that the two of them were not in a good state at the moment, he sighed and walked over: "Bai Ze, you've gone too far, Wen An has been working on it in detail before joining the crew. He told me about you, and he is stricter than you in this respect."

Mu Baize was a little taken aback.

Wen An stroked his forehead hair a little dejectedly, his extremely bright eyes dimmed a little at this moment, and casually greeted An Yi: "Uncle An, today's scene should be almost finished, I want to leave early. "

An Yi glanced at him, not knowing how to evaluate the two of them, so he patted him on the shoulder: "Go."

Then he turned his head to look at Mu Baize who hadn't reacted, he sighed helplessly, didn't say anything, and walked away slowly, Mu Baize stayed where he was, his clenched hand slowly tightened.

hospital.

"Xi Jing." Wen An casually knocked on the door, entered the ward, and immediately saw Xi Jing who was holding a notebook and watching intently.

Xi Jing's eyes lit up, and he waved to Wen An to let him watch. Wen An was a little puzzled, and leaned over to look at it. It was the second wave of clips and stills released by Director Yu. The comments below are now mixed.

Xi Jing sensitively noticed that Wen An's mood was not high, and his whole body was a little sluggish, so he closed the notebook and asked naturally while putting it beside the bed: "What's wrong?"

Wen An pursed his lips, frowned slightly, tugged at his collar a little annoyedly, rubbed the area where Mu Baize had just walked by, and said in a cold voice: "Some people are not used to the distance from people. too close."

Xi Jing saw that the small piece of skin had been rubbed red, and quickly stopped him: "Mu Baize?"

Wen An nodded with a sullen face, and seeing Xi Jing take out a pack of wet wipes from the drawer for him, which was green tea, his mood immediately improved a lot.

"Didn't I tell you that you don't need to get too close to him, as long as you become a god." Xi Jing looked at the slender fair neck and shifted his gaze.

Wen Anzai wiped his neck carefully until the breath completely disappeared from his body, and then he felt more comfortable: "There are always encounters in filming, if you can do it well, do it well."

Only then did Xi Jing stop pursuing the matter, but he still felt a bit uneasy in his heart.

"How is the filming going? I haven't visited the set right now, so I didn't make any mistakes."

Wen An casually picked up an orange and carefully peeled it: "Don't worry about filming, you should worry about yourself first, get out of this shitty place sooner."

Xi Jing stretched out his hand to press his wound, and said helplessly: "You think I don't want to, if it wasn't for the housekeeper of your house who stopped me desperately, I would have gone out a long time ago."

Seeing Wen An throw the peeled orange into his mouth, he suddenly widened his eyes: "Didn't you peel this orange for me?!"

Wen An looked at him inexplicably, and raised the remaining half of his hand: "It's not that your hand is injured, what do you want me to peel?" He said so, but in fact, his hand automatically took another action.

Xi Jing didn't speak, his brows and eyes were soft. Looking at Wen An's slender and delicate fingers, carefully tearing off the meridian, the corner of his mouth unconsciously evoked a smile. This man really has a hard mouth and a soft heart.

"Wen An, what is my position in your heart now?" He asked on a whim.

Wen An's fingers froze, and then he broke the orange and placed it in front of Xi Jing, thinking about it seriously: "Friend... let's go."

Xi Jing choked on the orange juice, but they are still just friends?Or did you say it in a somewhat skeptical tone? !However, looking at Wen An's eyes that didn't know why, the fire in his heart was like pouring a handful of cold water out of thin air. Where did he want Wen An to put him?

Wen An didn't notice anything wrong either, he couldn't pay attention to Xi Jing's emotions anymore, after filming for so many days, he didn't sleep well, eat well, and wasn't in a good mood, now he seems to be very relaxed here at Xi Jing, Drowsiness swept over him all of a sudden, so that he couldn't keep his eyes open. He lay on the bed with his arms on the headrest and said vaguely: "I'll sleep first, don't disturb me..."

Xi Jing fell silent, and soon Wen An's long breath came regularly, and the afternoon sun shone through the window, coating the whole room with a layer of golden light, which was extraordinarily beautiful.

In the evening, Steward Wen saw the young master whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and he was very excited. He said to Xi Jing that he was fine, and he mercifully agreed that Xi Jing should be discharged from the hospital. Regarding this, Xi Jing only thought that Wen An was just a little boy. lucky star.

On the second day, Wen An rushed to the film crew to shoot the last scene: He Mingling died, why should he be a scholar.

The general finally brought his troops here. He is not like He Mingling, because He Dangshu was restrained and his hands are tied. He Mingling is just a subordinate he values ​​more, and the things in He Dangshu's hands are things he must get. He Mingling is obviously Knowing the situation very well, he raised his heart in an instant, keeping his eyes on He Dangshu, and when the general and Cheng Guiyan were confronting each other, he walked around quietly.

Compared with him, Cheng Guiyan's biggest flaw is that she is a woman, and her relative patience, vigilance and strength are not as strong as him, and now because of the general's arrival, she is a little flustered, and it is the best time!

The general naturally saw He Mingling's movements, and he even hesitated to give him a better chance. He Mingling got closer step by step, like a silent cheetah in the dark night, with sharp teeth looming.

However, He Dangshu's eyes gave away everything. Cheng Guiyan glanced at He Dangshu unintentionally, and his blood was a little congealed. The reflection on the polished glasses was He Mingling who was close at hand. Reflexively wanting to snap his fingers, He Mingling fired a shot with sharp eyesight and quick hands. During the process of wiping Guiyan's hand holding the gun, the bullet passed by his cheek right in front of He Dangshu's eyes, and he could still feel it on his cheek. Feeling a trace of sharp pain, he finally woke up and started to save himself in a panic.

In the panic, there were several gunshots, a woman's scream, and a man's muffled grunt, which sounded very clearly in He Dangshu's ears. He looked at the extremely steady hand holding the gun in front of him. He Mingling felt for a moment that nothing was important, as long as he was alive...alive...

Cheng Guiyan was naturally dead, the general walked towards He Dangshu step by step, with overwhelming momentum, He Mingling's hand holding the gun slowly dropped, without looking back, a trace of blood traced very clearly along the white hand And down, with bloody beauty: "As a book, you...give it to the general, you can't keep it alone."

He Dangshu gritted his teeth. In fact, he was the one who was most confused. What was the secret of the broken sword that made him restless? in the second mezzanine."

The general raised his eyebrows, looked at He Dangshu coldly, with a trace of killing intent, He Mingling's voice sounded again, with inexplicable weakness: "General, for my sake, don't touch him, this It's my... last request."

The general finally left, and before He Dangshu had time to laugh, the gun hit the ground, and He Mingling fell backwards, with a strong smell of blood rushing towards his face!

His eyes were a little loose, but he still looked at He Dangshu stubbornly, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he said intermittently: "Dang... Dangshu, live...go, definitely...live..."