The actor's petite little crying bag is fried again

The two got out of the car holding hands.

It was obviously not the first time for a man to hold his hand, but Fu Xiuzhu looked at the big hand on the wrist, and his heart still couldn't help "pounding" wildly.

It always feels... different.

"Boss ___!!!"

The sudden explosion in his ears brought Fu Xiuzhu back to his senses. He frowned slightly and looked towards the source of the sound.

I saw Luo Qi, Gao Nan, and No. [-], [-], and [-] holding a banner, like cheerleaders standing not far away.

Fu Xiuzhu: "...?"

How dare you come here? !

As if sensing that he was about to explode, Xi Huaizhen held his hand a little harder.

Fu Xiuzhu suffered a little pain, and the steps that he almost took out stopped.

Xi Huaizhen glanced at the one, two, three, four, five heads, and said flatly, "Leave them alone."

It is also inconvenient to manage, because they are wearing death suits, which cannot be seen by ordinary people.

Fu Xiuzhu understood what he meant, and secretly bared his teeth at that one two three four five.

Grandpa wait! !

Seeing this, the flower-like smile on Gao Nan's face suddenly froze, and he felt a chill down his spine.

"What... what should I do?" He swallowed, and asked Luo Qi beside him, "Boss doesn't seem to like our way of apologizing."

Hearing his crow-mouthed words, Luo Qi was so angry that he jumped up and slapped him on the back of the head, "Shut up for me!"

"Crow's Mouth!"

Here, Wu Nanxi saw Xi Huaizhen leading Fu Xiuzhu out of the car without any scruples, and the corners of her mouth curled up again.

At this time, the genius had just been polished, and when a group of five walked into the crew, all the staff members of the crew were busy setting up the scene.

The cast and crew are doing their makeup in their respective dressing rooms.

"Morning, Teacher Xi..."

"Morning, Teacher Xi..."

Wherever Xi Huaizhen walked, the staff would smile and say hello.

Song Qingfang was holding the script and didn't know what he was doing, so he raised his head upon hearing this.

After seeing Fu Xiuzhu, his whole body was shocked, and he trotted up to meet him.

"Hahaha, I'm looking forward to you!"

Song Qingfang held Fu Xiuzhu's hand, narrowed his eyes with a smile, and said loudly, "I heard from Huaizhen that you were not feeling well a few days ago. How is it? Are you feeling better now?"

Hearing this, Fu Xiuzhu couldn't help but think of the way the man lost control on him that day, and felt that his face became hot, and his whole body felt bad.

"Okay...much better." He struggled away from the held hand, but did not let go.

Song Qingfang grabbed him with one hand, patted his shoulder with the other, and smiled: "That's good, that's good, I'm looking forward to your Hu Yin."

After a pause, the topic changed: "How is your homework?"

"What homework?" Fu Xiuzhu's attention was still on the hand being held, and he didn't react for a while.

Song Qingfang paused with a smile on his face: "Acting, didn't Huaizhen teach you?" As he spoke, he looked at Xi Huaizhen.

Xi Huaizhen had no expression on his face, his light-colored eyes slowly moved from his holding Fu Xiuzhu's hand to his face, and said coldly, "You hurt him."

Song Qingfang: "...?"

Xi Huaizhen's indifferent eyes turned slightly, and they fell on Fu Xiuzhu's hand that was still holding onto him.

Song Qingfang realized it later, and withdrew his hand in embarrassment: "Ahem, I was excited at the moment, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

To be honest, his hand strength is really strong, just for a while, Fu Xiuzhu's white onion-like wrist was caught red by him.

Looking at the circle of red, Xi Huaizhen's eyes narrowed slightly, he held the circle of red with his big hand, and rubbed it gently.

The man's body temperature is cold all the year round, and so is the palm of his hand, and it feels faintly comfortable when it falls on his wrist.

Fu Xiuzhu stared at him blankly.

I saw him drooping his eyes slightly and pursing his thin lips.

His expression was cold, but Fu Xiuzhu inexplicably felt a trace of tenderness from it.

Sensing the subtle atmosphere between the two, Lu Wensen, Wu Nanxi and Ji Ning backed away silently.

The rest of Song Qingfang was bewildered. Looking around, he suddenly realized that he seemed a little redundant.

"Ahem..." He coughed twice, "Then what, you guys go to make up first, and prepare for today's shooting."

Xi Huaizhen said "um" without raising her head, and then let go when she felt that the rubbing was almost done.

Fu Xiuzhu joined the crew halfway, and he didn't have a separate dressing room. Song Qingfang also knew about his relationship with Xi Huaizhen, so he simply let them share one room.

While putting on makeup, Xi Huaizhen glanced at the empty-handed person next to her, "Where's the script?"

Fu Xiuzhu paused, remembering that the man suddenly sent him back to his room last night, and the script was still left in the man's room.

Fu Xiuzhu: "..."

No wonder I always felt like I forgot something when I went out today.

"Knock knock knock..."

There was a knock on the door of the dressing room.

Wu Nanxi looked back, "Please come in."

The door was opened, and a crew member walked in holding two scripts.

"Mr. Xi, Director Song asked me to send it here."

Xi Huaizhen reached out to take the script and nodded slightly: "Thank you."

The staff member was a young girl with a reddish face, "No...you're welcome."

After Fu Xiuzhu watched the girl go out from the makeup mirror, his eyeballs turned slightly, and he glanced at the man beside him.

The small mouth pursed unconsciously.

The host is so welcoming.

Xi Huaizhen didn't know that he was secretly jealous, so he handed him a script.

He said softly, "Today we will shoot four scenes."

Fu Xiuzhu took the script, flipped through it casually, suddenly his eyes narrowed slightly, and then gradually widened.

Four games is a seduction scene.

Plot content:

It has been nine years since Hu Yin rebelled from the Fox Clan and came to the Demon Palace. During these nine years, Mo Yuan has been extremely indifferent to him, which made him feel helpless and painful.

Back then when he betrayed the Fox Clan because of Mo Yuan, he originally thought that even if the man didn't like him, he just had to stay by the man's side and watch the man.

But he was born with a pure and good temper, and there was nothing he could do about it.

On this day, he was instigated by a servant girl who sneaked into the palace as an undercover agent, put on a red gauze and entered Moyuan's bedroom, trying to seduce him.

In fact, there is no theory of good and evil in Moyuan's nature. Although he is indifferent, he acts frankly. He never likes to be with those who claim to be righteous but do things that are against the sky.

Maybe it's because he's used to the hypocrisy of Zhengdao people, but he doesn't like Hu Yin, a little fox who is as pure as a piece of paper, but he doesn't hate him either.

It was precisely because of this that he allowed the other party to stay in the magic palace for nine years.

It's just that he didn't expect that such a simple person would use such a despicable method of seduction.

Under the great contrast, he felt a little curious, wanting to see how far Hu Yin could go.

Therefore, he didn't drive the person out immediately, but let the other person tease him in various ways.

Faced with the obvious jerky teasing of the other party, he finally felt bored and kicked him out.

Seeing this, Fu Xiuzhu: "...?"

No, what about the process?What does the ellipsis mean?

He flipped backwards, but nothing happened.

Noticing his movements, Xi Zhunzhen said, "Do you have any questions?"

Fu Xiuzhu clicked on the ellipsis on the script, like a curious baby, "Why is there no process here?

Xi Huaizhen glanced at what he said, and said lightly: "This is up to you."

By himself?

Fu Xiuzhu was dumbfounded, what do you rely on him?Imagination?

As if hearing his inner voice, Xi Huaizhen said in a low voice, "Well, it's up to you to imagine."

After a pause, he didn't know what to think of, and he added: "You can."

Fu Xiuzhu: "..."

What can I do?He is not a real vixen, he can teach himself without a teacher!

It's been two hours since I put on my makeup.

Xi Huaizhen glanced at Wu Nanxi and Ji Ning, "Go out first."

Wu Nanxi and the two were very sensible, they packed up casually and turned around to go out.

In the dressing room, only Xi Huaizhen and Fu Xiuzhu were left.

Somewhat quiet.

Fu Xiuzhu became inexplicably nervous. He looked at the man in black and black clothes opposite him, and swallowed: "Xi...Teacher Xi?"

Xi Huaizhen's eyes darkened slightly.

The boy in front of him has already changed into Hu Yin's costume in the play.

Dressed in almost transparent red tulle, slender hands, straight legs, like a body of suet white jade, looming under the tulle.

Her long black hair seemed casual, but it was carefully combed and draped softly behind her head.The boy had extremely delicate makeup on his face, and there was a dark red tear mole on the corner of his right eye. Under the light, the whole person exuded a pure and gorgeous beauty.

Looking at such a person, Xi Huaizhen's Adam's apple slipped vaguely, and his eyes gradually became darker.

Facing the man's heavy gaze, Fu Xiuzhu awkwardly pulled at the gauze dress that looked like he was not wearing it, and stumbled: "Yes...what's the matter?"

question?Is it ugly? "

Xi Huaizhen pursed her lips and said nothing. After a while, she picked up the mobile phone that was placed aside and dialed a number.

The other end of the phone was quickly connected: "Master Jiu?"

Fu Xiuzhu blinked.

This is Miss Nancy's voice.

Xi Huaizhen said with a cold face, "Go get a coat from the car."

Wu Nanxi on the other end answered "OK" and hung up the phone.

The house fell into silence again.

Fortunately, not long after, there was a knock on the door of the dressing room.

Fu Xiuzhu turned around reflexively, wanting to open the door.

Xi Huaizhen stretched out her long arms and held his wrist tightly, "Stay!"

Fu Xiuzhu paused, and obediently stayed where he was.

Xi Huaizhen strode past him and opened the door a crack.

Outside the door, Wu Nanxi handed him the coat without looking sideways.

Taking the coat, Xi Zhunzhen closed the door.

Fu Xiuzhu blinked at him, only to see that he was holding a thin black coat in his hand.

Xi Huaizhen stood still in front of him, then put on his coat silently.

Fu Xiuzhu was a little stunned, so it was for him?

He couldn't help lowering his head to look at the red tulle on his body, and when he couldn't see it, his face suddenly flushed to the base of his neck.

Previously, he only knew that the clothes on his body were not only thin but also transparent, but he didn't know that even the little bean on the chest could be clearly seen in this torn clothes! ! !

Fu Xiuzhu: "..."

Who on earth customized such a shameful broken thing? !

The author has something to say

Teacher Xi: How can this kind of thing be worn out for others to see? ! !Xiao Zhuzi: Yes, only for Mr. Xi to see!