On the bone

The pain was like a tide flooding the whole body, soaking into the limbs and bones.

When I was with Wu Jianzhong and those people just now, I didn't feel that when I relaxed, it was like an impregnable dam being washed away all at once, and the physical pain was unbearable.

The arm that had been forcibly broken was lifted a little, and the face was covered with sweat. Ning Huiran threw the backpack on the other shoulder, and the vibration of the body once again spread to the stumped arm. Ning Huiran scolded me to fuck, and exhaled self relief.

Walking to the side of the road, he waved for a taxi.

He sat down on the seat and slumped on the seat. The driver asked him where he was going. Ning Huiran rubbed his face and told the driver the direction.

When he put his hand on his leg, he inadvertently rubbed against his bulging trouser pocket, and found out that it was the pack of cigarettes he bought.

Not to mention whether he is still in the mood to smoke at the moment, just seeing this thing Ning Huiran felt angry in his heart one by one

If it wasn't for the hunger for cigarettes, following the crew's bus back to the hotel would have been such a dog. The more Ning Huiran thought about it, the more resentful he was, he lowered the car window and threw the cigarette out viciously.

This time, some parts of the body were pulled again, and there was a low muffled cry.

The driver raised his hand to adjust the rearview mirror. He didn't see anything flying out of the window, and he was a little worried: "Brother, what are you throwing?"

"Smoke," the voice scolded Wu Jianzhong, and it was like it was ground on a piece of sandpaper: "What's wrong?"

The driver swallowed his throat and dared not speak.

No one should provoke him, he wants to kill someone now.

Ning Huiran strode fast in the hotel with a fierce aura that would block and kill gods and slay demons, but when he entered the elevator waiting area, he gasped and stopped as if the soles of his feet slammed on the brakes.

In front of him, a man in black T and black trousers stood tall and straight in front of the elevator. The deep black high-top boots under his feet were still so out of place but eye-catching. The standard wide mask and peaked cap couldn't block his bright black eyes. His gaze froze slightly, and then fell permanently on his face.

Mu Mingyi.

Ning Huiran felt even more uncomfortable.

When this person called his name and came towards him, Ning Huiran tried his best to restrain himself so as not to let his legs back. Mu Mingyi's intuition was too keen, and he was really afraid of him.

All the way here, he had thought about it and made up his mind. He must hide the fact that he met Wu Jianzhong and was harassed by him. Whether it will affect the filming and the crew is still a second issue. The main reason is that he doesn't want to disturb Mu Mingyi.

He couldn't predict what Mu Mingyi would do when he found out, or he wouldn't do anything, but no matter what, there was no need to let him know.

What's more, if I didn't touch it... I also touched it.

He didn't want this matter to fall into Mu Mingyi's ears.

If you can't go back, you can only go forward. Ning Huiran gritted his teeth, tightened the backpack on his shoulders, and put on a relaxed, no different appearance to meet Mu Mingyi. Director Yu also came with him. force.

I remember that the two of them went to eat supper, and they should have come back after eating by this time.

Ning Huiran showed off his increasingly sophisticated acting skills and gave them a standard natural smile.

"You just came back?" Mu Mingyi asked as he warmly embraced his ravaged shoulder. Just when Ning Huiran was preparing both physically and mentally to resist this, Yu Li was amazed. Like saved him.

He lightly caught Mu Mingyi's hand and shook it off, with a teasing smile on his face: "Don't touch your hands, you know when the show is over?"

Ning Huiran smiled in agreement, his eyes caught Mu Mingyi, who just tugged at the corner of his mouth.

The three of them walked towards the elevator, it was better to come early than coincidentally, the elevator arrived.

Ning Huiran was on the same floor as Yu Li, and Mu Mingyi had a much higher building number than them.

Standing bored, Yu Li had nothing to say, so he struck up a conversation with Ning Huiran: "Why did you go? Are you not tired after a day of filming? You still have a short errand." Without waiting for the other party to explain, he still sighed: "Oh, I am old, look Look at the young man's body..." Suddenly he stopped, bent down and patted Ning Huiran: "What are you doing? It's all dirt?"

Mu Mingyi turned his head to look sideways.

Ning Huiran was startled, and immediately bowed his head. On the light T-shirt, there were several dark red stains of different shades from the chest to the abdomen, which were stuck to the wall of the alley and rubbed off from the bricks.

Now that the incident happened, he didn't care about cleaning up the traces of his body. Even if he had the thought, he couldn't do it. The brick foam could be shaken off, but how to get rid of the stains, God didn't give him a chance to hide this matter well.

One wave has not settled down, and a more turbulent wave has risen again.

"What's wrong with your face?"

Almost turning Ning Huiran's face and neck at [-] degrees, Yu Li looked at it carefully, being deliberately pressed against the rough stone brick wall by an adult man, red marks and scratches were unavoidable.

Even if he has tried his best to protect it, it is impossible to be as white and clean as it was before it happened.

In a hurry, Ning Huiran made nonsense: "I was sleeping, and my face was stamped..."

It’s okay to keep silent, Yu Li was startled by his hoarse voice with rough edges, and he stared in surprise: "What do you mean?! Are you sleeping outside? Where are you?"

"Chair one by one"

The voice was so bad that even Ning Huiran couldn't stand it, so he shut up immediately.

"Aren't you mentally ill? Come back to sleep when you're tired! What the hell are you sleeping outside?! What if you catch a cold? Let the whole production crew drag the progress with you?!" The more Yu Li talked, the more furious he became, and only then did he feel that his acting skills had improved a lot. On the road, when a basin of cold water poured down on his head, he was disappointed and anxious, and pushed Ning Huiran's shoulder with one hand: "Listen to your voice?! Is it still normal? Do you have any professional ethics that an actor should do?! "

Biting his lips, without saying a word, Ning Huiran focused all his energy on pushing him hard, it really hurt too much.

It was a completely subconscious behavior. When the body was shaking, Ning Huiran stuffed the bent right hand deeper into his pocket. He didn't have the opportunity to carefully study whether the scratches on the wrist could be completely hidden by the pants. Can do as much as possible.

There is no one else in the elevator, and Yu Li shows off his impetuous and fiery temper without any hindrance, in stark contrast to Mu Mingyi's calmness like water.

He stood aside, didn't open his mouth to speak, just looked at them quietly.

With a ding-dong sound, the elevator issued an arrival notification sound.

Mu Mingyi was near the elevator floor buttons, as if he was going to provide elevator service for the two of them in a gentlemanly manner.

Because of how fast and how slow strength has always been, Ning Huiran knew that if he provoked this person to such an extent, he would not be able to get by without pulling you BALABALA for an hour...

Take a deep breath, usually it's fine, but now Ning Huiran needs stronger willpower.

It was because Ning Huiran stepped out of the elevator with his back foot, and when Ning Huiran walked out together on his heel, a hand suddenly grabbed Ning Huiran's arm and pulled him back, and quickly pressed the elevator close button.

The last scene before closing is Yu Li's astonished face and a series of high-pitched human voices floating outside.

The unexpected reversal made Ning Huiran stunned in place, until he was approaching Mu Mingyi's floor before he suddenly woke up. He glanced at the disappearing floor number of his own in a panic, and turned his head stiffly to Mu Mingyi : "...This is not good."

Mu Mingyi was still looking at his hand, and asked without raising his eyelids, "What's wrong?"

"Maybe Director Yu will be thinking wrong," Ning Huiran swallowed his throat, his voice was not only hoarse but also harsh: "I think you want to take me to your room, you won't?"

Difficult to make a smirk to cover up the feeling of cramp in the calf.

But at any other time Ning Huiran would be ecstatic in his heart, at this moment, he only had one thought to run away one by one.

Mu Mingyi didn't answer, and when the elevator ding-dong again, he grabbed Ning Huiran's arm that didn't dare to take out his pocket, his hand was light but firm enough.

A sense of doom.

Ning Huiran was pulled, and followed Mu Mingyi to the room deep in the hotel.

The author says:

They're going to come a long way this time, trust me.