Stop fishing, can't stand it

Song Xueyan: I was exposed

At the front, He Songyun had already left, and only Fang Zhouji was left communicating with the photography team.The makeup artist came over to tidy up the styles for the two, and the assistant director showed the revised script to the two.

After reading it, Song Xueyan said, "Did you change the location from the courtyard to a study desk?"

"Yes." The assistant director said, "We discussed it and felt that according to the prudence of Ming Yanchao and Xiao Zhenyue and the current situation, they would feel safer in a closed environment than in the courtyard. And the study room The light in the courtyard is dim, which is more suitable for creating an atmosphere than the courtyard during the day."

It is impossible to be too explicit in bed/scenes like this kind of intimate scene, so it is very necessary to create an ambiguous/ambiguous atmosphere.Compared with the courtyard under the sun, the study room is better lit and cramped. It can cooperate with Yan Qi to create a feeling of attack and confinement.

After a while, Fang Zhouji came over, and when the two of them finished their poses, he said, "The backless and back-touching shots are to be shot, and you can do the rest freely. Try to shoot once first, if it doesn't work, we'll adjust it later. Not in a hurry."

The two walked to the desk, Song Xueyan leaned against the edge of the desk with her back, and gently clenched her hands in her sleeves just now.

In this scene, Ming Yanchao came to find Xiao Zhenyue in unwillingness, anger, grievance and other emotions. The two first pierced each other's heart, and then looked at each other, and the dry fire mixed with various emotions and burned up.Therefore, the dominance of this scene is in the hands of Yan Xi, and Song Xueyan is more passive and obedient.

Yan Qi stood in front of Song Xueyan, patronizing and staring at him, but did not respond for a long time.Seeing this, Fang Zhouji said, "We still have to be in a hurry."

Hearing this, Song Xueyan chuckled, reached out to touch Yan Qi's face, and sure enough, he felt a burst of heat. He curled up his fingers and said softly, "Don't be nervous, follow your feelings, I can cooperate with you."

Yan Qi exhaled, and touched Song Xueyan's forehead, the two comforted each other, closed their eyes and entered the mood, and then separated again.

The camera moves forward slightly.

Ming Yanchao quickly pinched Xiao Zhenyue's waist, picked him up, and put him on the desk.Xiao Zhenyue fell backward in a hurry, and was dragged back by Ming Yanchao, his eyes met, he felt Ming Yanchao's strong body slowly but firmly inserted into his legs.

Never had such intimacy before, Xiao Zhenyue's face turned red for a while, and the cold anger just disappeared immediately.He planned meticulously and was good at calculating people and minds, but at this moment he lost his control and composure, and was forced to become a rabbit in Ming Yanchao's palm, letting him play with him.

Ming Yanchao gradually approached, followed Xiao Zhenyue's neck from bottom to top, and breath overflowed while sniffing lightly, making Xiao Zhenyue tremble slightly and couldn't dodge in time.Xiao Zhenyue raised her hand to push back, the sleeves of the two were mixed together in the push and pull, black and white, gold thread seemed to embroider a mandarin duck.

A light kiss landed on the neck and behind the ear, like a swallow flying over the water, causing little ripples.Xiao Zhenyue raised her head, suppressed and moved/emotional, her brows seemed to be frowning but not annoyed, her lips were tightly pursed, and her breath was like the lingering sound of plucking strings, charming and indistinct.

The jade belt symbolizing the noble status fluttered to the ground, making a muffled sound on the thin blanket.The collar of Xiao Zhenyue's outer robe on the right side was spread back, and after a moment of tenacity on the shoulder, Ming Yanchao tore it off.The lavender outer shirt inside was exposed, Ming Yanchao leaned over and bit the lapel of the inner shirt.

Following his movements, a piece of snow-white jade-like collarbone on his shoulders revealed light behind the bead curtain.It looks moist, but it is warm and smooth to the touch. Ming Yanchao gently pecks upwards, decorated with half plum blossoms, lively and fragrant.

The lavender clothes fell down against Xiao Zhenyue's black hair, revealing half of a beautiful white porcelain face, a section of delicate lute bone, and finally barely stopped at the position of the back waist near the thigh/groin.

Yan Qi couldn't move his eyes, his voice was wrapped in strong passion/desire.

"Song... Xueyan."

Fang Zhouji was staring at the display screen, and everyone in the room held their breaths, not daring to make a sound.It wasn't until Yan Qi made this sound that it took about half a minute for Fang Zhouji to react and said, "What are you shouting for?!"

Song Xueyan didn't expect Yan Qi to call out his name in a daze, but immediately frowned and stared, "Who do you think is a joke?"

"No, it's not!" Fang Zhouji stretched out his finger, facing Yan Qi who had a guilty and hot face, "He called the wrong name!"

Yan Qi glanced at Song Xueyan embarrassedly, her small eyes could be said to be hesitant to speak, Song Xueyan couldn't bear to blame, and said: "It's over if you re-make up the mirror, suddenly loud, who are you going to scare to death?"

"You, me!" Fang Zhouji blew his nose and stared, "I'm usually louder than this, and I didn't see you look at me too much, so I shivered now, what's the matter? You didn't expect Xiaoyan to have no teacher Tong, so will I interrupt you to devote yourself to your heart's content?"

Song Xueyan was overwhelmed, and became angry from embarrassment: "Is he going to be bad? Didn't he improve his work efficiency? Don't you want to teach him shot by shot, from day to night? Wouldn't it be good to save you worry? Then I’m acting, shouldn’t I invest in it? Shouldn’t I empathize with the characters? Otherwise, can I act very sincerely? Can the audience get into the play? Thanks to you being a mature director, you can say such things, what? Man, you!"

Fang Zhouji said, "I mean you just—"

"Stop!" Yan Qi instinctively felt that Fang Zhouji was about to hurt Song Xueyan repeatedly, so he interrupted quickly, "Thousands of mistakes are all my fault, you two don't quarrel, put away your anger, we will live in peace! I will immediately Make up for that last shot, okay?"

"You, you guys are like dogs of a feather!" The white face and the red face, both good and bad, Fang Zhouji is a pair of two, he is really not a match, so he snorted and said coldly, "The last shot, again Come!"

Song Xueyan snorted coldly, and Yan Qi hurriedly went over to rub his face, "Okay, don't get angry, don't get angry, take a holiday after filming, be good."

With so many people watching, Song Xueyan was not shy, on the contrary she was a little proud, and murmured in response.He quickly adjusted his mood and demeanor, and cooperated with Yan Qi to replace "Song Xueyan" with "Xiao Zhenyue" in the last shot, and finally took a shot with blue veins on the back of his hand.

"OK!" Fang Zhouji really didn't expect that the two novices could have sex at once, especially in this scene where Yan Qi was in charge, but he didn't bother to give them a good face, so he waved his hand and said, "Okay, get out!"

Yan Qi quickly pulled up Song Xueyan's clothes, wrapped her tightly, and whispered, "Mine."

Song Xueyan took the opportunity to hold his hand, and said softly, "Well, yours."

"Don't be sweet here." Fang Zhouji's eyes hurt from watching, "Hurry up!"

The two thanked the staff and said goodbye again. They didn't bother to go to Fang Zhouji, and happily finished the show.

An hour and a half later, the black Bentley drove out of the hotel and headed for the airport.

The driver Yan Qi called didn't look sideways, Song Xueyan glanced at it, then moved closer to her eyes and said, "Can I really go?"

"Why not?" Yan Qi is like a wolf grandmother who wants to kidnap a child, "Let me tell you, the fried pork ribs and grilled fish are really delicious, I like it very much, don't you believe my taste? "

"Believe it is to believe." Song Xueyan wiped away the water stains on her mouth, "Then do you want to drop by and go home to have a look?"

"It's hard to get a two-day vacation, so I have to go back and have a look." Yan Qi said, "It happens that my father and Ms. Qi are both at home, and my younger brother will take vacation in two days."

Song Xueyan pretended to be casual and asked: "What about your grandma?"

"She went on a trip with her old friend." Yan Qi turned around and said, "I'll bring you to see her next time."

Song Xueyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "We set off too hastily, I haven't prepared a gift yet, what do you think I should prepare? What do people in your family like, tell me, I'll get ready after landing. You have to help me too, don't let me do it incompletely."

"What do you like?" Yan Qi stared at Song Xueyan's slightly bewildered and anxious expression, and said mysteriously, "They like you and me sweetly."

Song Xueyan was stunned, and said angrily, "Get out, I'm serious!"

"I'm serious too." Seeing that Song Xueyan was about to move to the side, Yan Qi hurried over and pushed her against the car door, "Okay, don't need to prepare anything, we're going on a date this time, I think they're just passing by, You just meet by chance on the street, there is no need to make it so formal."

"Then... okay." Song Xueyan thought for a while, "But, you have to prepare some presents for your brother, right? What does he like?"

Yan Qi said: "He likes Ruan Ruan, and he also likes family property."

Song Xueyan smiled and asked, "Ruan Ruan? Is it the little girl he wrote a love letter confession with pink crayons?"

"That's right, it's her. He transferred from Beicheng to Chuncheng for his little girl, so he went to a primary school with her." Yan Qi sighed, pointing out, "Our family is out of love. kind."

Song Xueyan pretended not to hear, "I can't get him, and I can't help you with your family's property. I'm asking him what hobbies and hobbies I can buy? For example, what kind of toys, books? , or sneakers, skateboards?"

Yan Qi thought for a while, then said: "Lego, racing car model, if you step on it, you will like it twice, that kid will definitely like it."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Song Xueyan exhaled, "I don't know how to coax children, so you have to help me when the time comes."

Yan Qi comforted him: "My brother doesn't need to be coaxed, he is very smart and well-behaved, he was the one who coaxed me at home before."

Song Xueyan recognized his little princess status, and teased, "Are you proud of being coaxed by your brother?"

"As an older brother, I'm certainly proud to have such a cute, intelligent and sensible younger brother. Isn't this a thousand times happier than those unlucky older brothers and sisters who have to put up with their own bears?" Yan Qi fumbled his phone in his pocket. One look, "The air ticket is booked, we sit next to each other, when the time comes, we will watch dramas together, and I will give you an earphone."

Song Xueyan didn't react, "What drama?"

""Dangerous Signs" has already aired twelve episodes, and there are only 24 episodes in total. I think I can start chasing it." Yan Qi clicked on the screen of the mobile phone, "On the night it just aired, we quarreled. I'm not in the mood to watch it. Later, I couldn't find the time to follow the drama. So when you promised to go on a date with me, I asked Xiaobing to download all the first twelve episodes to my phone. We will Watch it on the plane."

"You are really a smart ghost." Song Xueyan praised without hesitation.In fact, he never chased his own serials, but found time to watch the series once after the show was over, and make a replay, but since Yan Qi wanted to watch it, of course he wanted to watch it together.

Wearing a pair of headphones, shoulders and head close together, it is romantic to think about it.