The days of frying CP with the enemy

Taking out a few Qingfeng tissues from the bedside table, He Xingci wiped his hands and eagerly opened the folder attached to the mailbox.He has always trusted Nan Yan's vision of "not leaving Lei Feng famous", from the role adaptability - the character design background, the details of private design, all are He Xingci's counterparts.

After a quick glance at the past, the theme of the script is based on a movie. The more He Xingci reads it, the happier he feels.

——The psychiatrist was defeated by his proud knowledge and fell into the endless abyss. During the day, he was a well-dressed and smiling person, and when night fell, he carried a blood knife and pierced the sky.

After reading the script adapted from the original "Darkness", I don't know which bloodline has been opened up. I sat upright with my back against the head of the bed, and clicked on the complete script with great interest.

Psychiatrist Fu Yu is the leading actor.

Before the age of 15, he lived a life of being dependent on others. After his parents were released from prison, he was taken home.

Fu Yu's name is Fu Yu, and his family is not rich.

The parents who have been imprisoned for ten years have not been exposed to many things in the new era, and the life in prison has made them age prematurely.After they came out, they did all manual work. They heard that they had a criminal record and were often rejected. A black-hearted factory was not afraid to check for money, so they had the courage to sign long-term jobs for the two.

...

Under various backgrounds and disasters, Fu Yu's three views have been broken and rebuilt again and again, and the knowledge in his hands has become a sharp weapon to hurt others.

...

After reading the whole story, the word "End" displayed on the pad abruptly reminded He Xingci that there would be no next page, but the generality of the story moved him very much.

"Ah-"

And the tissues at hand were almost used up half a pack mixed with snot and tears. He Xingci pinched the bag and laughed. The older a person is, the easier it is to be moved.

In the eyes of others, "Fu Yu" is a useless person who spoils others because of unsatisfactory life. In He Xingci's eyes, "Fu Yu" is a lively, real and eager life, no matter good or bad, right or wrong.

Mo Ran's work doesn't know when it will end. Today, it is rare for him not to wear black pajamas, but put on a cute and round cat pajamas. There are two small ears on the shoulders, which are fluffy.

When He Xingci peeked at him, how could Mo Ran look weird today?After scanning the whole body several times, the gap between the pajamas can be seen.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the bed is big. For two adult men whose height is above 185, it is the distance between legs and legs, and the distance between hands and hands.

Especially when one of them has restless hands and feet, half of his legs are stacked on top of each other.

Mo Ran is too magnanimous, as if this action is not too ambiguous.

Indeed, the two had just met again in the program group, and Mo Ran hugged him to sleep at night, and this kind of more outrageous thing happened, He Xingci didn't think it was a big deal.

When you have a guilty conscience, it is easy to see what the other party does as a guilty conscience.

"Can you step aside, although we are all men, there is no need to be so close."

He Xingci looked at the remaining position behind Mo Ran, but he was like a magnet, using himself as iron, and stuck it without resistance, and only He Xingci blushed.

He thought, if he didn't speak again, he might be finished first.

The little secret hidden in the quilt is absolutely, absolutely not allowed to be known by Mo Ran.

The first set of people and the latter set describe the ink burning.

The ink-burning rogue said coquettishly: "I'm tired, let me sleep for a while."

He Xingci opened his mouth to say something, his eyes tilted, and he really saw Mo Ran close his tired eyes, there was no liquid foundation covering his eyes, and the indigo color gradually became obvious, and the hearts of the people who watched it ached.

The sharp words softened: "Lie on the pillow, not on my stomach."

Mo Ran continued to be shameless: "Your stomach is softer."

What, this is saying in disguise that he likes to add fat again.He Xingci pushed him away, his heart grew stronger, and he put his hands on his head, his soft hair interspersed between his fingers.Gradually, He Xingci stopped pushing him, and just walked back and forth in this very rua hair with great interest.

The smooth hair is really enviable.

His butt hurts when he sits, Rua is satisfied, he moves his position to maintain comfort, Mo Ran's heavy head goes up and down as he goes up and down.

He slept soundly.

The left hand that touched his hair just now seems to have rubbed against his nose unintentionally. It has the iconic smell of ink burning, pleasant fragrance, mysterious and distant, attracting people to smell and approach.

In these years of fighting with Mo Ran, he is not considered a person who "thinks day and night", but he can always think of it at the most inappropriate time. APP, Weibo, and TV are full of this person, and at the same time, they are also full of themselves. He Xingci thinks that Mo Ran must also feel uncomfortable seeing these himself.

"Forget it, let's sleep like this." He Xingci couldn't bear to wake up Mo Ran in his sleep. Before turning off his mobile phone and going to sleep, he took a good look at Mo Ran's handsome face.

So lovely.

stop looking.

sleep!

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As soon as Yu Zhenqi left, He Xingci's cold and back pain miraculously healed, his appetite improved, and the chatterbox started to flow. The director team once felt that He Xingci had been swapped!

Before starting work, Director Fang called He Xingci, and put on a embarrassed expression of "I don't know if I should say something". He Xingci looked impatient and laughed.

He Xingci asked the little director Fang with a good temper: "Director Fang, if you have something to say, you don't have to hide it from me. Is there anything I need to do?"

The cheating attributes of the director team are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Director Xiao Fang felt ashamed and shook his head in denial: "No, no, it has nothing to do with the program arrangement, private, private."

He Xingci was taken aback for a moment: "It's a personal matter, I'll ask Nan Yan if I can talk about it." He was joking, and he used this way of teasing to prove his bottom line.

——It’s not that I don’t want to say some things, but my agent doesn’t allow them.

Commonly known as: throwing the pot.

"Then I told you," Director Fang bent down even more, "Xingci, I want to ask you, do you know who the biggest investor in our program is?"

"I know, it's Director Wang." He Xingci really didn't expect such a thoughtless question, and it was so mysterious. Seeing Director Fang's astonished expression, there was probably something inside.

His expression changed: "It's not Director Wang, who else could it be."

There were too many mistakes, director Xiao Fang scratched the back of his head clumsily, leaned against the cold machine and yelled a few times, and the mynah behind him clucked and imitated him.

Xiao Fang said: "I'm also curious and puzzled. Our program group looks shabby to you, but actually spends a lot of money. I want to know too. I'll just ask you in private."

Since he didn't want to talk, He Xingci didn't have the habit of pressing questions.He perfunctorily pretended to believe Xiaodao Fang's words, responded to Mo Ran's voice calling him, pretended to be impatient and rolled his eyes, and bid farewell to Fangdao, who smirked awkwardly.

So... He Xingci didn't even know.

The biggest investor behind it is Mo Ran himself, who has said many times in private that he wants to shoot all kinds of Mo Ran in the same frame regardless of the agent's obstruction.

"what happened again?"

Next to the kitchen is the public changing room. Artists don’t have to take off their clothes for a change. They basically add clothes to the original short-sleeved shorts, and they don’t need to avoid the cameras.There is a camera on the far left side of the changing room, with a flashing red light "staring" at what the two of them will do in the changing room.

He Xiaoyaoer, who was no longer awkward, walked over generously, and his strong body broke into his eyes again. He shyly looked away as if he saw it for the first time.

He believes that the high-tech instrument that "displays red dots wherever you look at" is used on him, which will definitely make him feel ashamed to find a crack in the ground and drill down on the spot and never come out again.

Mo Ran called him several times, and He Xingci responded belatedly. He said in a troubled tone: "It's late, I'm already fine." He pulled the chain of the overalls worn by the pond several times, It was like condemning He Xingci for coming too late.

In the past, He Xingci threw a cold face and strode like a meteor, scolding him for going crazy.

Today, I feel abnormally that this man is very cute...

In the program group, he is only familiar with himself, and he can only call himself if there is anything.It's not that Mo Ran's identity is not qualified to play with other people, it's ugly, it's that other people can't meet the standards in Mo Ran's eyes.

This remark hurt others and made He Xingci beautiful.

"Okay, that's fine. Call me louder next time. I'm too far away to hear you. I was chatting with Director Fang just now."

It was Fang Dao again.

It was that Fang Dao again.

Mo Ran thought about it secretly, when should he find a reason to dismiss him and return to Director Fang, and by the way deduct the bonus of Xu Yang, who is not good at handling things.He asked him to find a director, but he found a competitor.

Fortunately, before Mo Ran came to the program group, he learned to cook for a short period of time for He Xingci, in case of emergency, to increase his favorability and cook for him alone in the future.

So what if there are more competitors?Is he handsome?Does he know how to act?Is he red?Does he have money?Does he know how to cook?

"Oh, then I'm shooting with me now, you will stay by my side at any time, I can call you." Mo Ran turned into a general, with beautiful words in the front, and the smiling black belly was exposed.

Having said that, does He Xingci still want to make fun of her today?Impossible.

Staying by Mo Ran's side is not as annoying as before. He Xingci frowned, pretending to be reluctant, and said condescendingly: "Look at your performance."

If you can remove something like Yu Zhenqi from the watch list, I will consider it.

The "Yu Zhenqi" incident, which was particularly memorable, popped up to remind He Xingci that he was so sour that he couldn't lie to himself.

Damn, what's wrong with him being jealous? He just thinks that Mo Ran can only be good to him? He just... just has unusual thoughts about Mo Ran?

Who can resist such a man who is born bent, dangling around in front of his eyes.

At this time, he is limited to the "sensual desire" of cranky thinking, and he dare not think about it and will not think about it spiritually.How to completely break through what happened nine years ago, Mo Ran has no explanation, He Xingci can give it now.

It is the "a little bit of liking" in his "desperately liking".

"Little likes" in the tentative stage.

Anyway, it’s not about exclusion.

The corners of his lips couldn't hide the upturn.