Stop fishing, can't stand it

Yan Qi: I'm stupid!

The moment he touched the bed, Yan Qi almost did a backflip while sitting on the spot.

Depressing her instinctive reaction, Song Xueyan's toes were already approaching.Yan Qi shrank his feet in fright, blocked by the bed rail, unable to retreat, he suddenly said out of nowhere: "Don't step on my shoes!"

Song Xueyan glanced at the clean ajs on his feet, and said, "I won't step on you, even if I suddenly suffer from epilepsy, I will pay you ten times as much."

"Who cares?" Yan Qi grabbed the bed sheet and said the motto of life, "You can't step on a man's shoes casually!"

Song Xueyan didn't know why, put Yan Qi's shoulders, leaned closer and asked, "Why?"

Yan Qi smelled Song Xueyan.Such a cold person is actually scented with flowers and trees, and...where did he seem to smell this kind of fragrance?

He sniffed, but couldn't think of a definite answer, he just felt that Song Xueyan was a strange person, and there was a sense of familiarity everywhere.

Song Xueyan looked at Yan Qi's swaying eyes, exerted some strength with her fingers, and touched Yan Qi's shoulder to the back of his neck.

This place is very sensitive, Yan Xi shuddered and immediately came back to his senses.Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the red light from the camera, and before he could respond, Song Xueyan had already held the tip of his nose.

This distance is too close!

Yan Qi stopped breathing suddenly, and suddenly pulled out the folds of the quilt.

Fingertips walked along the back of Yan Qi's neck, and when they passed the neck, Yan Qi's Adam's apple rolled, as if making a rough and cryptic begging for mercy.

Song Xueyan had a hard heart, and her fingertips continued downward, and finally caught Yan Qi's ring hanging on her chest through the thin black short sleeves.

He raised his eyelids and looked at Yan Qi silently.

Yan Qi stared straight at him, really dumbfounded.

I have never filmed a love scene, never been rumored, so why are you so proficient?Could it be that the talent value of the talent faction can be added to this?

Fang Zhouji still dared to say that Song Xueyan was pure, this was the worst time "pure" was hacked.Worthy of being a famous director, he praises people without looking at the facts.

Fang Zhouji didn't know he was being greeted, and was staring at the camera seriously.

The black short-sleeved hem of Yan Qi's body was tucked into the waist of the wide-leg shorts of the overalls, just revealing a section of pure black soft leather belt.There was a string of silver tree branch pendants hanging on the belt buckle, which was hooked by Song Xueyan's fingertips at the moment.

Yan Qi's breathing was slightly rapid, and he shared his five senses with the little branch in a trance.

He didn't know how Song Xueyan could naturally and quickly make her cheeks blush, comparable to the Zhuangyuan Hong raised by her grandmother in the courtyard.

But at such a close distance, Song Xueyan seemed to be really emotional, her eyes were foggy, and with a slight shake, the spring inside could splash his face.

The little red mole getting closer and closer made Yan Qi even more dizzy, who was already in a panic. He closed his eyes and became a puppet under Song Xueyan's hands in a panic.Song Xueyan hooked up the twig, as if hooking his chin.

Fang Zhouji breathed lightly, and moved the camera closer.

Song Xueyan glanced at Yan Qi's ears that were as red as stewed pork, and he paused for no reason.Fang Zhouji has directed love for half his life, watched people perform countless loves, and immediately grasped this subtle movement.

The moment she raised her hand to cover Yan Xi's eyes, Song Xueyan was scratched by the other's trembling eyelashes, making her tail numb.

A few seconds later, a light kiss landed on Yan Qi's upper lip hesitantly.

When the sun is scorching, you are never polite, but this summer's kiss is on the contrary cautious.

The faint fragrance scurry through the nose and mouth, like catkins flying in spring, making the breathing dry and itchy.Yan Qi's Adam's apple twitched, and he opened his lips in a daze, but Song Xueyan pulled away at this moment.

The fudge that reached his mouth suddenly flew with long legs, Yan Qi opened his eyes in a daze, and found that Song Xueyan was condescending, but the emotions in his eyes were so complicated that he couldn't tell.

A pair of eyes as cold as dead wood suddenly condensed such strong emotions, Yan Qi was so curious that he wanted to see more clearly.But when he ran over the tip of his tongue with his canine teeth and regained his clarity, Song Xueyan became a pool of stagnant water again.

"When you are born, coffin shops all over the world will have to snatch you as their treasure."

Song Xueyan had no expression on her face, she was more ruthless than a benefactor who had unbuttoned his trousers, and more indifferent than a scumbag who swore an oath with a ring.

"With so much time left, you can't give a response. The AI ​​of the old era is smarter than you."

Using ai to describe a person's acting skills is already a great humiliation, let alone the old ai!

"You!" Yan Qi clenched his fists, his face turned hot, but he knew that his performance just now was really bad, and his heart felt ashamed for a while.

Those idiots on the Internet even scolded him for having a golden ass/butt, but the sentences slapped by the vicious man surnamed Song are like a steel whip, and the two petals of gold are pumped into a few petals of broken gold, how can they be sold at a high price ?

With such a bad mouth, is he still exiled?Hurry up and fall into the devil!

Yanqi's family is harmonious and happy. There is a mature and elegant cousin, and a precocious and sensible younger brother. The most domineering and arrogant.

The honey pot raised him to be arrogant and reckless, likes and dislikes as he pleases, he always collects debts when he has debts, and vents anger when he is angry, this is the first time he has encountered the embarrassment of not being able to vent fire or vent anger.

"The eyebrows are like a centipede, the face is like a monkey's butt, the ears are smeared with chicken blood, and the eyes are moistened with ink. The reaction now is very vivid. It is a level higher than the AI ​​of the old era, like a goose in the new era." Song Xueyan said in a tone. Pingping expressed his encouragement, "Come on, wait for you to become an adult, then come and make me smile."

The goose's eyes were rounded, and it showed a more exquisite and vivid dumb look generously, which made Song Xueyan take a second look.But these two eyes were light and fast, and in an instant, he had turned his gaze away, exposing his facial expression to Fang Zhouji's eyes.

As a director, capturing expressions and demeanor is a good skill.

Fang Zhouji noticed with sharp eyes that the corners of Song Xueyan's mouth were slightly raised, revealing a barely detectable smile.This can be called a miracle through the ages.He was stupefied to himself, rubbing his fingers on the tripod as if pondering, his eyes wandering between the two of them several times.

Song Xueyan straightened her cuffs and said to Fang Zhouji: "I think he—"

"You don't think so!"

Yan Qi got up, grabbed Song Xueyan's trouser waist from behind in revenge, and threw him back on the bed.

Like the moon thrown into the lake, Song Xueyan swayed and spread out, her gaze towards the murderer was still cold, and her breath was slightly urgent.

Yan Qi leaned against the foot of the bed, leaned over and pressed down, under the embarrassment and urgency, he had the evil idea of ​​wanting to provoke and retaliate.

"Didn't you say you could only try it once, Teacher Song?"

Song Xueyan hadn't eaten since last night, and now that she was thrown suddenly, her stomach suddenly churns.

The two stared at each other.Song Xueyan pursed her lips, grabbed the bedsheets and wondered where to kick.Yan Qi narrowed his eyes, licking his canine teeth, trying to vent his anger by biting someone.

There are thousands of beauties in the entertainment industry, but Song Xueyan is a purebred cool style.Live like a high mountain flower, whoever dares to pick it will fall into a flower.The temperament is repelling thousands of miles away, and when fans meet by chance, they have to say hello first, no wonder.

However, character and temperament are all related to connotation. These days, when you meet a beautiful woman, you usually praise your face first.

Song Xueyan's cold face is due to those eyes: the eyes are slender but not small, with upward arcs, long eyelashes but not curly, they look well-defined, a little dull, and the eyes are even more cold and distant.

But now, Song Xueyan's eyes are rounded, her mouth is pursed and her brows are frowned, she looks a bit like the cat that Yan Qi gave to his netizen.

There is a netizen in Yanqi who has known each other for more than ten years but has never met Ji. The net name is "Suiqiong". After contacting for so many years, they can be called the two most familiar strangers in the world.

Sui Poor lives alone in Nandu, Yan Qi misses him, and carefully selects a beautiful puppet as a companion.

The puppet follows his surname "Yan", the first name is "Wang Ye", and the nickname is "Ye Ye".

That cat is beautiful and cute, usually glamorous and noble, but its ability to act like a baby is first-class.He is quite good at this, he has a lot of pictures and videos in his phone, and Quan Dangyun has raised half of his son.

With such an association, Yan Qi instantly felt that the strength just now was too strong, and when he looked at Song Xueyan's easy-to-fish waist, he felt that he was bullying the weak.

Regret and guilt flooded his heart, his Adam's apple rolled, "Hold——" sorry.

"vomit!"

Song Xueyan finally couldn't hold it back anymore, she burst into the scene with a loud retch, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, directly entered the room from the window, beating the room into silence.

Fang Zhouji's throat tightened, and the ink in his belly turned into squid's ink, dissipating invisible.When I was writing the script, I was eloquent, but now I can't hold back a word, I can only hold the camera and look at the bedside.

They were facing each other, silently confronting each other.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Qi moved.He touched his upper lip, as if struck by thunder, his fingers seemed to have a severe spasm, "I, I made you so sick?!"

Song Xueyan supported the bed and sat up halfway, the black hair on top of her head brushed Yan Qi's chin.He seemed not to notice, and calmly explained: "I just want to vomit."

"You just kissed me, and now you want to vomit? Me, me!" Yan Qi propped up the bed with one hand, swaying his right hand twice in front of his chest, bewildered like a goose 2.0 of the new era.

In this situation, he felt like a young lady who bathed in incense, wrapped in a brocade quilt and waited for midnight, finally waiting for a benefactor.He shyly leaned forward, but the benefactor shrank to an inch, and then retreated to the door, shouting: "Good / coquettish rabbit! Hurry up and take it away!"

Seeing Yan Qi's appearance of being humiliated, Song Xueyan slightly tightened her grip on the bed sheet, and said a rare sentence: "I don't dislike you, so don't think too much about it."

Fang Zhouji was speechless: Hey, can you still comfort people?

"Your acting skills are so clumsy that I didn't even vomit," Song Xueyan said kindly, "How can your people be so powerful?"

Fang Zhouji was relieved: Fortunately, nothing has changed.

"Me! I didn't realize it! You took my first kiss without giving a hint, and you didn't allow me to be surprised for a few seconds?" Yan Qi's beautifully shaped double eyelids pierced sharp and fierce arcs, and the tone of retort Heavy and anxious, "You were not there for the audition before, so you didn't know that Director Fang and Editor He praised me for my aura and talent."

Song Xueyan frowned slightly, as if puzzled, and her tone was very sincere, "Sorry, I haven't seen your talent for the time being, but your stay is natural and simple, very aura. And—"

I can't let this mouth continue to "have" any more!

Yan Qi couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly reached out to grab Song Xueyan's chin with his tiger's mouth, and pressed his thumb against that impolite mouth, "What else?"

He narrowed his eyes and said in a bad tone, "Say one more thing?"

The author says:

【Song Xueyan: Don't say it. 】