On the bone

One by one

In fact, the school has already reached the point of no delay. Taking Guo Xiaoxian's words, it would be a shame not to come back to give the school face. Ning Huiran knew it well, but he couldn't refuse Mu Mingyi, so he agreed.

Guo Xiaoxian sighed and sighed on the other end of the phone, and finally gave Ning Huiran 72 hours to let him hurry up and race against time.

Mu Mingyi didn't let Ning Huiran go back to the room, so he slept in his side of the hotel for the last night. If he could come back early, he could still be intimate. Of course, the last sentence was a barrage in Ning Huiran's heart. He guessed that Mu Mingyi probably wanted to Take a look at how he sleeps.

It's strange to say that the drowsiness like falling asleep at the wrapping banquet is not absent, but it rarely occurs. He can live normally during the day, but he can't close his eyes and fall into the dark. Intentionally stay together.

Perhaps it was because of changing rooms to change the sleeping environment, or because of the close contact with Mu Mingyi just a few hours ago, Ning Huiran has been feeling being pressed and slapped from the front and back by Cheng Xinhai... He stretched his toes, Twisting her body, her legs rubbed against the stuffed pillow... In another violent jerk, Ning Huiran fell off the bed with her butt pouted.

There was a loud noise in the quiet room, which sounded ashamed and shocking. Ning Huiran blushed. He was not asleep, at least not the kind of unconsciousness. There was a very shallow layer of fuzzy sleepiness. The whole process was clear and smooth. True, he is super sensitive.

Kneeling on the floor, there was a big piece of wet underwear sticking to the base of her thigh, Ning Huiran covered her head, her face was buried deep in the bed quilt, panting, feeling the high temperature created by herself, she couldn't tell if it was her face that was worse. Hot, or breathing burns more...

At the same time, Mu Mingyi flicked the cigarette ash, tapped the cigarette twice with his fingers, and took a deep inhalation when the smoke came out. Go a lot less.

Looking away, Zhao Rui followed suit, puffing out white smoke, and asked, "Ning Huiran is asleep?"

Mu Mingyi didn't make a sound, and Zhao Rui didn't speak either.

The two were silent, and there was the sound of smoking in the room.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Rui first said, "Are you really GAY?"

"No." The smoke diffused between Mu Mingyi's mouth and nose.

Zhao Rui raised his eyes and looked at him.

"pair."

The short answer made his eyes widen instantly.

"Fuck..." Zhao Rui couldn't say anything, and put out the unfinished cigarette in the ashtray.

Sitting up straight from the collapsed sofa, Zhao Rui clasped his hands, and kept knocking his thumbs together, as if he was thinking about something, then he raised his head and looked at Mu Mingyi seriously: "You are like this, I haven't seen you in so many years." A pleasing one?"

"Isn't there?" Another stick was put into his mouth, and Mu Mingyi caught fire.

"Stop smoking," Zhao Rui thought he was smoking too fast. He had known Mu Mingyi for a long time and knew that his speed was just to relieve boredom: "Don't take it seriously when I talk to you."

After putting down the cigarette holder, the corners of the cigarette holder were obviously hooked, and Mu Mingyi made a gesture of "you said".

"I can't figure out what is better about Ning Huiran?"

In fact, Zhao Rui felt a little bit, and had mentioned to Jiang Yuhan several times what attracted Mu Mingyi to Ning Huiran, but he wanted to hear it from himself.

"Anywhere is fine."

"..."

Seeming to be very tangled, Zhao Rui rubbed his hair messily, and asked after a while: "Can we divide?"

Lifting his eyelids, Mu Mingyi looked directly at Zhao Rui, and the answer was obvious without words.

Mu Mingyi seems to be calm, but Zhao Rui's cold eyes can't help but feel emotional. There is no one in the world who is like a monk. He has been pure and ascetic for ten years. Mu Mingyi saved him eight years of heart. It's really unreasonable to force him to break up.

Leaning his head on the back of the sofa and feeling melancholy for a while, Zhao Rui sat down and got down to business.

I’ve been staring at hot searches all night, and I’ve only seen one so far, a huge blurry video, posted by a pure passer-by with no fans, not a V with traffic... and the weirder thing is that it didn’t take long for it to be posted. , and then no one with the name of Mu Mingyi appeared, and it was so quiet that Zhao Rui couldn't help wondering if Mu Mingyi was confused.

"You didn't do it?" Mu Mingyi asked.

"You mean it, I'm telling you this?! I'm not mentally retarded! The point is that even if Wu Jianzhong doesn't mess with you, how many passers-by will come up to attract fans? Why is it so quiet! Could it be ..." Zhao Rui got up from the sofa with a jerk: "The old pervert was controlled by our infiltrated people! The backstage will help you remove the trending search? Do you think it is possible?!"

"Ah?" Mu Mingyi didn't understand.

Zhao Rui sneered, gave him a look of 'just pretend', told Mu Mingyi to sit over, squeezed into the sofa next to him, took out his mobile phone and took it between the two of them, and shared it with Mu Mingyi.

It was Jiang Yuhan's dialog box, and the last message Jiang Yuhan just sent was not long ago, saying that he was not asleep.

—Xiaohan, is your ass okay?

Zhao Rui called.

Mu Mingyi glanced at Zhao Rui.

—Dog. Forced.

Zhao Rui took the phone back quickly, and tapped it with two thumbs.

——I hate it, Xiaohanhan has such a dirty mouth, DIRTYBOY.

After finishing the fight, he proudly showed it to Mu Mingyi, who frowned.

Immediately, Jiang Yuhan video invited him to come over.

Zhao Rui picked it up with one click. In the video, Jiang Yuhan was stunned for a moment when he saw the two of them in the same frame, and then his eyes were only on Zhao Rui, with a sullen face.

"Your father Wu really cared about letting us go?" Zhao Rui smiled wide-eyed. He likes to tease Jiang Yuhan. He looked at him every time he was in the group, and every day when he was with him, he developed feelings for him. There is a revolutionary comrade's affection in it, and he always feels that this matter did not make a big difference, and he has a share of the credit.

"Yes—" Jiang Yuhan replied loudly.

Zhao Rui showed him a series of cautions with one hand.

Jiang Yuhan slapped him in disgust, glanced at Mu Mingyi, perfunctorily said to Zhao Rui that he was free to invite him to dinner, hummed a few times, and quickly logged off.

I thought it was so difficult, but it was solved overnight. Zhao Rui was not usually flattered. He could fly back to accompany his wife immediately. It seemed that the god of luck was still on his side. He snatched the last group of red eyes. He raised his head and asked Mu Ming Yi: "Is there any notice to run away?"

"No, just go home." Mu Mingyi opened the door.

"Okay, then you take a break. After two days, I will hand in the film, and I will find you after the rough cut." Zhao Rui stood up, patted his pants, walked over to see off the guests, and put his hands on the door casually, with a happy face.

Mu Mingyi glanced at him and walked towards the elevator.

In the middle of the night, the lights in the hotel were dim, and the moonlight penetrated into the courtyard, reflecting the silhouette of a man by the window, and dragged a long shadow under the man's feet. The moonlight was shining brightly on his shoulders, making half of his face white.

The phone in his trouser pocket was vibrating, he glanced at it, and picked it up.

"Brother, do you really want to do this? Think about it again..." As soon as the call was connected, the other side spoke hastily, and before finishing speaking, he denied himself: "No, you have already done this, it's not you, but think again Do it! Can you still find love now? You haven't..."

Mu Mingyi controlled the rhythm as always, silently waiting for Jiang Yuhan to calm down first, and the other party also realized something, so he took the initiative to stop talking.

"This is the fastest and the best effect. I don't want to procrastinate and solve Wu Jianzhong at once." Mu Mingyi said.

"Yes, yes, it's not immediately obvious. Zhao Rui's two idiots are beautiful like that, and he doesn't use his brain. Is it possible that Wu Jianzhong is so useless? I'm a fart, he was beaten in public..." Speaking of this , Jiang Yuhan couldn't bear it anymore: "Brother, why do you care about Ning Huiran! Listen to Wu Jianzhong, this is not the first time you have fought with him, you..."

Hearing the other side inhale, Jiang Yuhan hurriedly answered before his brother opened his mouth: "Okay, okay! I won't talk, don't talk, you don't like to hear my DISS Ning Huiran, and I don't like to mention it now. What about him! I'm tired of scolding him, but brother, I really love you... You said you have provoked someone, and not only you have to expose your own scars, but you have to expose them yourself. "

"No..." Just as Mu Mingyi said a word, Jiang Yuhan took another step ahead.

"A'ai is coming back tonight... No, there is a jet lag. I will arrive tomorrow night. I guess I will be boarding the plane by now."

"Him?!" Mu Mingyi's unsteady voice came from the phone. Anyway, sooner or later, Jiang Yuhan hurriedly said:

"Ah yes, yes... I asked him to come back, he can help you, don't think that Wu Jianzhong can be calmed down overnight, he was just confused by you, you two haven't really fought yet, Ah Ai is useful, It’s very useful, it’s better than anyone else, anyway, what are you afraid of if you take this step? Don’t worry, you won’t be clean in the future.”

There was no movement on the other end of the phone, silence.

As if feeling that he was adding to the confusion, Jiang Yuhan slowed down his tone unknowingly: "Well... anyway, Ah Ai misses you too, and if he doesn't like to talk about it, it doesn't mean he doesn't take you seriously. I didn't talk to him seriously, and I just found a chance to reconcile when I came back, how nice it is."

Mu Mingyi wanted to open his mouth again, but was still blocked by Jiang Yuhan.

"Don't mention it, don't mention it, I don't want to hear about this person!" "Ning Huiran" has become Jiang Yuhan's taboo, no matter whether it is a name or "he" refers to it, it cannot be heard.

"You talk too much tonight." Mu Mingyi was finally able to say a complete sentence.