Blooming on the ground

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The filming arrangement for this day was completed ahead of schedule, and director Guan Ze saw that the progress was going well, so he paid out of his own pocket to reward the crew, and even the producer of the show was present.

Drinking is inevitable for this kind of dinner, and actresses are not immune.The producer blushed from drinking, and kept urging the heroine Xin Yun to toast. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he had bad intentions.

Surrounded by a group of people who are waiting to see the good show or be surprised, including Ling Chuan who is wise and safe.

An actress of Xin Yun's status has been echoed by everyone in the past, but she still has to succumb to the power of capital, and the producer of this show is indeed not easy to offend-the circle has a lot of contacts and has won many awards. For a hit drama, building a good relationship with him is equivalent to opening up a broad avenue in the TV drama circle.

Fang Mufeng saw that although Xin Yun had a decent smile on her face, she was in a dilemma, so she came forward to take the wine handed by the producer for her, saying that Xin Yun took medicine for a cold and it was not good to drink, and then offered himself to drink with you.

He drank it in one gulp to show his sincerity.

The producer was easy to talk to. Seeing Fang Mufeng being so upbeat and active, he didn't care too much about Xin Yun, and immediately turned his attention to him.

Fang Mufeng paid the price for his righteousness, and was given a lot of alcohol after a meal.Fortunately, the producer is good at drinking but not very good at drinking, and he was eventually killed by him one by one.

The dinner party finally came to an end, Fang Mufeng struggled to get up, walked to the door of the restaurant and couldn't stand still for a while, almost tripping over the threshold, but fortunately Xin Yun and Luo Tian stretched out their hands to support him.

"Are you okay?" Xin Yun looked worried and took his arm intimately.

They were so close that Fang Mufeng could even smell the perfume on Xin Yun's body. He was not used to being too close to people.

"It's okay, thank you," Fang Mufeng pulled out his hand without any trace, and put a distance away from the other party, "It's getting late, you and the assistant go back first, I'll wait for the driver."

Xin Yun smiled, with dimples on the corners of her mouth, and said in a sweet voice, "Thank you just now for helping me block the wine."

Fang Mufeng smiled very shallowly, and said, "I remember you have caught a cold these days."

The two looked at each other and smiled, Xin Yun and his assistant left first.

As soon as she walked away, Fang Mufeng felt nauseous on his back feet, retching all the time—he vomited in the toilet before leaving the hotel, and now his stomach is empty.

While patting him on the back, Luo Tian blamed him for being a hero.

"It's not a problem," Fang Mufeng wrote lightly after recovering, "I can handle the amount of alcohol the producer has."

The two found a substitute driver, and it was almost three o'clock in the morning when they returned to the hotel where they stayed.

Luo Tian was afraid that Fang Mufeng would be very drunk, and wanted to accompany him into the room, but was pushed back to his own room.

"I can do it myself, there is still a play tomorrow, you go back and rest first."

Fang Mufeng's tone was unquestionable, Luo Tian had nothing to do with him.

There was no light in the room, only a little bit of moonlight filtering through the curtains.As soon as Fang Mufeng touched the light switch, he pressed the back of his hand with one hand to prevent him from turning on the light.

That hand separated his fingers one by one, and then held them tightly in his palm.

Immediately, Fang Mufeng's whole body was embraced by powerful arms, and his back landed on a warm plain.The aura surrounding him was very familiar, Fang Mufeng didn't struggle much, and stood quietly where he was, letting Yan Huanchao hug him.

"Drinking?" The voice next to his ear was mellow and a little hoarse, gently touching the skin behind his ear with his breath.

"Well, the crew meeting can't be pushed away." Fang Mufeng was afraid of ticklish and dodged, but a hand stretched out from behind gently clasped his chin.

The man behind kissed his shoulder and neck, then bit his earlobe, and mumbled, "Not good."

Fang Mufeng turned his face sideways, and the lips of the two touched each other lightly. Fang Mufeng asked him in a low voice: "Then do you want to punish me?"

Yan Huanchao laughed, pulled the man around, and faced him face to face: "Then punish you to stay still and let me give you a good hug."

Fang Mufeng was taken aback for a moment, and was wrapped into Yan Huanchao's arms, hugging him in a tender way.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Yan Huanchao rubbed against his neck, with a sense of exhaustion in his voice.

As soon as these words came out, Fang Mufeng felt his heart tighten, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to hug him back, and even patted his back very considerately.

He couldn't refuse Yan Huanchao like this.

It is never the strong wind and rain that makes the lush weeds bow their heads, but the spring breeze that melts the snow.

In the darkness, the two hugged each other in silence for a long time.

Yan Huanchao said suddenly: "You asked Qingyi about my recent situation, why didn't you just ask me?"

Fang Mufeng was stunned for a moment, then raised his head from his arms, and his temporarily lost rationality returned to its place little by little.

These days, he's asking himself the same question.

In the past, he was frank and frank with Yan Huanchao. In his opinion, the two of them are just the physical relationship they need, and there should be clear boundaries between rights and responsibilities. He doesn't need to take care of what he shouldn't, and he must be prepared to leave at any time.Therefore, he never paid attention to Yan Huanchao's affairs unless the other party took the initiative to inform him.

Since when did this clear boundary become blurred, he would subconsciously care about Yan Huanchao, he would be afraid of revealing this concern, his eyes would move with him, his heart would beat wildly with him, and everything would no longer be pure.

After a long time, Fang Mufeng replied with a hard sentence: "If you want me to know, you will naturally tell me."

Yan Huanchao let go of him, and stared into his eyes in the dim light: "If it's all about me, do you want to know?"

Fang Mufeng's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words, he looked back with his neck straightened, and didn't speak.

Yan Huanchao didn't seem to want any answer from him, and after waiting a few seconds for no answer, he took the initiative to kiss Fang Mufeng's lips, and pulled him into his arms again.

"I really want to know everything about you, Mufeng," Yan Huanchao said in a low voice, "I've been thinking these days, is my Mufeng also waiting for me to go back, is she thinking of me, thinking Know what's wrong with me. I want to hear you ask me yourself and care about me. "

That night, Fang Mufeng lay in Yan Huanchao's arms and stayed up all night, thinking about Yan Huanchao's words over and over in his mind.

Yan Huanchao finally asked him, do you care about me?

He wanted to ask Yan Huanchao, what answer do you really hope to get from me?

He wants to ask himself more, what kind of answer can you give him?

In fact, Fang Mufeng's heart is as clear as a mirror. When Yan Huanchao can easily change his heartbeat and affect his thoughts, he knows that they are too close and play too well. It's time for joy.

The next day, while performing a play, he thought of Yan Huanchao inexplicably again.

When Yan Huanchao spoke to him, his gaze was always so soft and deep, as if he wanted to penetrate his skin and describe his heart stroke by stroke.

Yan Huanchao was kind of sincere to him... more or less.

Fang Mufeng was so engrossed in his thoughts that after Guan Ze called to stop, he realized that he had just left rationally the whole time.

Watching the replay with Guan Ze, he has a stern face in the camera, flipping through the policy of governing the country that Xiao Ang gave him a long time ago, his eyes are not focused, he doesn't know what to think of, his sword eyebrows are slightly twisted, revealing infinite melancholy and reluctance .

In this scene, Xu Jinhui recalled the years of acquaintance with Xiao Ang, but he was so soft-hearted that he didn't kill him, and only let Xiao Ang go to a remote place to become a petty official.

But that's not what he did.

"Your eyes are acting too much, it doesn't seem like you're thinking of your confidant." Guan Ze watched the replay again, touched his chin and shook his head, "It's more like thinking of a lover you can't let go of."

Guan Ze just said it casually, but Fang Mufeng's heart was hit by the secret word "lover", and he trembled.

lover?Him and Yan Huanchao?

Fang Mufeng felt that he was indeed falling ill. He thought his heart was already as firm as a rock, so why did he start to waver for love again.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions and then devoted himself to the shooting.

At noon that day, Fang Mufeng found a familiar taste in the food Luo Tian gave him, and when he looked closely at the dishes, he was even more familiar.

He immediately made a judgment: "This is not a meal for the crew."

Luo Tian didn't expect Fang Mufeng to recognize it after taking a bite, and obediently confessed: "It's definitely not the crew."

After saying this, he leaned over and whispered in Fang Mufeng's ear: "Qing Yi sent it over, saying it was a heart bento made by the great actor."

After listening to this eloquent statement, Fang Mufeng hummed calmly, and began to bow his head to eat.

Seeing his seemingly unresponsive reaction, Luo Tian became even more curious, and asked him again: "Can't you be surprised? The majestic movie star can do this for you. I've never seen any financial master do this. Shouldn't it be really stuck?"

Fang Mufeng raised his head and glared at him. Luo Tian thought it was inappropriate to discuss this kind of thing on the set, so he consciously shut down.

He didn't know that Fang Mufeng's thoughts were aroused by the meal.

I thought that Yan Huanchao would just visit the class for a short time like last time, and he would go back the next day. Who knew that he not only stayed here, but also cooked and delivered meals for him on a whim.

Fang Mufeng was eating the food, full of strange thoughts, and began to wonder if Yan Huanchao had done this kind of thing to other lovers, and whether he would get along like secular lovers, carefully creating the illusion of love for those lovers.

Just as he was still thinking about it, the phone rang suddenly, it was Sheng Lan.

Sheng Lan told him on the other end of the phone that a media studio planned to expose the photos and videos of him and Xin Yun being intimate at the entrance of the hotel today, but luckily she caught the wind in advance and bought out the news with money, lest anyone Who makes a big fuss about this.

Sheng Lan said: "Did you know? This media studio has cooperated with Xin Yun's team several times. It is likely that she asked someone to shoot this news."

Fang Mufeng frowned, and suddenly remembered that Xin Yun posted it suddenly last night, but he didn't really believe what Sheng Lan said.

"There's no need for her to have an affair with me," he half-believingly said, "I'm neither famous nor famous. She's in the film industry, and we're not at the same level."

"That was before, the movie you acted in just won a big award, it was very topical, people in the circle could see your acting skills and potential, and many people miss you and her screen cp, don't you?" Sheng Lan said to him "As for Xin Yun, do you know why she came to act in a TV series? Apart from being ridiculed for her poor acting skills because of the poor box office of the previous two films, the main reason is that she broke up with the sponsor a few days ago and couldn't get it. Good movie resources, this TV series was obtained because of her good relationship with Dongbo."

Fang Mufeng didn't say a word, his understanding of Xin Yun was still at the time when the other party just made his debut, he was indeed innocent and young.

Sheng Lan said again: "It's because you helped her hold back the wine last night."

Fang Mufeng didn't think it was a big deal, even if he knew in advance that Xin Yun would ask the reporter to film their intimate interaction to stir up scandals, he would still block the drink.

After listening to Sheng Lan's lecture, he understood that he would pick the essential from the rough, and replied, "Yes, I understand."