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On the day of departure, it was early in the morning. After changing clothes, I stood in front of the mirror and took a picture. The marks on my neck could not be covered by several changes of clothes. I could only wear an off-white turtleneck sweater, but Ming Yang felt that his neck was strangled. .

Jiang Chongnian was fully dressed and put his arms around him from behind, jokingly said: "If you wear a scarf, you can't see it."

"Why did Mr. Jiang kiss here." Ming Yang turned his face sideways and pointed to the pink mark under his left ear.

"Because, Zai Zai's voice is the clearest," Jiang Chongnian leaned on his shoulders and turned the person to himself, rubbing his thumbs over the hickey and looked carefully, "You can't see it from the front, and it has faded a lot, and it will disappear soon."

As Jiang Chongnian lowered his head and kissed him again, Ming Yang was pressed back half a step, his neck felt itchy, and when Jiang Chongnian raised his head, Ming Yang frowned even deeper in the mirror.

The hickey that was disappearing quickly was sucked purple by him, Ming Yang was stunned for two seconds, met Jiang Chongnian's eyes from the mirror, and complained in a low voice: "Mr. Jiang did it on purpose...."

Jiang Chongnian suppressed a smile, "If someone sees you and someone asks you, just say that your boyfriend kissed you."

"Can you say that?"

"Okay, if you want, you can just tell me."

Ming Yang reciprocated courtesy, turned around and hugged Jiang Chongnian and sucked one for him too, which made him happier.

Today Jiang Chongnian was going to wear the tie that Ming Yang gave him in country T, and Ming Yang wanted to help him wear it no matter what he said, but he couldn't wear a tie, so he sat on the sofa with his tie and watched the video for a long time, and finally when he was about to be late Barely learned.

Ming Yang made a move, Jiang Chongnian directed, and in the end he could barely see anyone.

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Ming Yang went to the office with Jiang Chongnian as usual, and at two o'clock in the afternoon, he followed the photography team and set off for the Wuming Mountain on the outskirts of Yicheng.This mountain did not require tickets a year ago. Later, because there was a tea mountain inside, it was said to be crowned with the title of ancient tea, and the entire unknown mountain became a landmark tourist attraction in Murakami.

Thirteen people came to the filming team, together with the prop artist, make-up artist, and special model, they rented a small imitation medieval manor built in the countryside for the scenic spot.

As soon as we settled down, there was a hazy drizzle in the sky, and at a glance, the cement road was wet.The cold wind whistled, passed through the eaves and treetops, and there was a long and distant howl.

Ming Yang was wearing thick clothes, a beige turtleneck sweater with a gray down jacket, a knitted hat of the same color, brown corduroy pants, a pair of light-colored sneakers, and a dark brown scarf in his hand.As soon as he got out of the car, he was shivered by the cold wind, and then couldn't help shivering, he was afraid of the cold.

David got out of the car and saw that he was so cold, but he was holding the scarf in his hands. He went to take out the scarf in his hand, and said while tidying up: "The temperature difference between day and night here is huge, and it is much colder than in the city. You have to do a good job every day here." Work warm to prevent frostbite."

"Okay." Ming Yang took a breath and then shook, his eyes fell on the scarf in the opponent's hand.It was specially chosen by Mr. Jiang for Ming Yang, and he likes it very much, but now in the hands of his boss, Ming Yang can only watch helplessly and dare not speak.

David straightened the scarf and directly helped Ming Yang put it on. Dazzlingly saw the marks on the other's neck, he was obviously taken aback, and took a few extra glances intentionally or unintentionally.He took off his fluffy earmuffs and put them on Ming Yang, and said, "There are warm handbags and baby warmers in the group. After dinner, I have to come out to take a set of night scenes. The temperature is about three degrees below zero, and it's even colder when it freezes. You Go get it and stick a few pieces on your body to resist freezing."

"Thank you, Mr. Lan," Ming Yang stretched out his cold pink hand, and stuffed the few hairs that pierced his eyes into the knitted fleece hat.

"Just call Lan Hui."

Ming Yang nodded and smiled at him.He has completely changed his attitude towards David. He found out with the group some time ago that Director Lan is very good at taking care of others, and so far, he has not seen him be fierce to anyone.

With the props group, those heavyweight equipment don't need Ming Yang's help to carry them.He put his backpack on his back, the suitcase was in David's hands, and he just had to walk behind David.

Surrounded by mountains and forests, there is a cold fog in the distance.The exterior wall of the manor is earthy yellow and old, revealing an ancient artistic atmosphere.

Ming Yang came all the way, and what impressed him the most was the white flowers wrapped around the fence of the manor, they were gentle and dazzling, even if they were swayed by the wind, they still showed an indescribable tenderness.

Ming Yang immediately thought of Mr. Jiang.

If you compare Mr. Jiang to a flower, it must be this kind!

He let Lan Hui go there first, and he approached the flower stand along the cobblestone road. The white flowers were slanted down by the fence, and the swaying blossoms were the wind that gave them their souls.

With difficulty, Ming Yang took out his phone and scanned the flower name, it was Fujimoto Bingshan Rose.

I thought to myself: If Fujimoto Bingshan is a human being, then his name is Jiang Chongnian.

"Ming Yang, come and give me a hand, it's so heavy." Luo Ling pushed two suitcases, the friction of the wheels rolling on the cobblestone ground was shocking.

Ming Yang turned to look at the person. Ever since Mia said that Luo Ling was not a good person, Ming Yang had a faint feeling that Luo Ling looked at him in a strange way, neither good nor bad.

And Mr. Lan said Lu You, he didn't seem to like him very much. When we were in the group, Ming Yang wanted to learn how to compose scenes with him, but he rejected him indifferently...

"Everyone's hands are empty, but you still have time to enjoy the flowers." Luo Ling stopped three meters away from him, "Help me down quickly, I'm exhausted." She panted with her hands on her hips.

Ming Yang put his mobile phone in his hands and was ready to give it a hand. After all, Luo Ling is a lady. According to the human handbook, a man should behave like a gentleman and know how to pity and cherish jade.

Thinking that Luo Ling would give him a suitcase, he didn't expect to give him both, and walked forward with a small bag on his shoulders, saying: "It seems to be raining heavily, wait for me, I'll go over and see if there is any trouble." No umbrella."

Ming Yang waited for Luo Ling in place for a while, but the other party never came back.He dragged and pulled hard, dragging in against the increasing rain, the cobblestones were difficult to pull, and he basically had to lift it.I don't know what's inside Luo Ling, it's very heavy.

The props team caught up and wanted to help him, but they really didn't have empty hands, but Ming Yang thanked them anyway.Hot mist came out of his mouth when he was talking, and he was so tired that his whole body was hot. He took off his hat, scarf and earmuffs, and he wanted to take a rest under the rain.

After Jiang Chongnian finished his work, he glanced at the time, guessing that Ming Yang should be here, he relaxed and leaned on the boss chair to make a video call to Ming Yang.

Hearing the exclusive ringtone, Ming Yang hurriedly reached for his cell phone to answer the call. His hands were soaked in rain and his hands were a little stiff from the cold. It took him a long time to connect.

In the video, the bangs on the boy's forehead were drenched into several strips, and it looked like it could wring water.Her lips were blue from the cold, but her cheeks were hot red, her eyes were blinking from the dripping water, and she was embarrassed and pitiful.

Jiang Chongnian frowned slightly, straightened up and asked him, "Why is it raining, quickly find a place to hide."

"Not yet, Luo Ling went with the umbrella, and her luggage is with me." Ming Yang shook the water from his hair, and said, "And it's almost there, I'm just a little tired, so I'll rest for a while."

"Don't worry about whose luggage, Zai Zai will go to the house to change clothes first, and catch a cold later. Where are the scarves and hats?"

"It's hot, I just picked it."

Seeing that he still didn't move, Jiang Chongnian asked again, "She asked you to wait for her?"

"Well," Ming Yang moved the camera to the suitcase behind, "the floor is made of cobblestones, it's hard for me to push. Mr. Jiang, I don't like cobblestones."

Looking at the two suitcases, Jiang Chongnian couldn't help frowning, and persuaded, "Zaizai go to hide from the rain first, and she will take the umbrella back and take it by herself."