The sand sculpture attacked him and was addicted to the plot of dog blood

Before Zhou Jin could continue to say anything, Qi Ran hung up the phone and turned off the phone.

Then he said to Weiyan who came out after changing clothes, "Your phone is out of battery and turned off."

Weiyan nodded, not paying much attention.

The mobile phone is a contact tool for him. If he finds that he cannot get through on the phone for work matters, the same is true for contacting Qi Ran.

after all……

In name, Qi Ran is also an assistant sent to him by the company, isn't he?

Although he won't admit it, he won't accept it.

But it is what it is now.

The practice room that Qi Ran borrowed was originally a small dance room, and the two of them didn't need much space for the play, and it was basically enough for the lines and moving positions.

Weiyan is very serious about his work. He studies the script with his eyes down, and the way he thinks is charming.

Qi Ran can feel that Weiyan has entered the drama, this kind of seriousness is different from the seriousness with which he handled company affairs in his previous life.

He seems to really enjoy acting.

When entering the role, there is light in the fundus.

No matter how cold-hearted and cold-hearted he was originally, once he entered the state, he was just the gentle master in the script description who cared about the world and had a bright future. He cared even more for Qi Ran as a young apprentice. The look in his eyes is much gentler.

Unknowingly, Qi Ran was indulging in such an atmosphere.

After walking around for a while, Qi Ran stared at the script, his ears turned red suddenly, he hesitated to speak.

Weiyan asked him what was the matter, and he hesitated for a long time before expressing his concerns.

"That...Although we have finished matching the lines and moving positions, there is still one problem."

Qi Ran pointed to a description in the script and said to Weiyan: "Here, I was injured and unconscious because you carried me into the house."

"Yeah." Weiyan nodded: "Is there any problem?"

He clearly distinguishes between inside and outside of the play, and he doesn't think there is a problem with such physical contact. Once in the play, the body is just a tool for performance, and there should be no awkwardness. This is the quality an actor should have.

But seeing the boy's ear tips turning red, Wei Yan frowned.

"Don't think too much about it."

"No, no, no." Qi Ranlian waved his hands repeatedly: "I think I'm taller and heavier than you, you can't hold me..."

"..."

This is a problem.

The boy bit his lips and raised his eyes, resisting his embarrassment and said, "How about...let's try it first, so as not to have an accident tomorrow."

Weiyan was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

They are two different.

Don't look at Qi Ran who is always running the train with his mouth full. In fact, he is so shy that he insists on teasing the other party until he gets angry, and then shows that he is very calm.

But after all, he is young, he will not pretend, and his thoughts are written on his face.

Wei Yan is the kind of person who is extremely calm and clearly distinguishes between the inside and the outside of the play, not to mention Bao Qi Ran, as long as the plot requires him, he will not blush when acting in bed scenes.

When Wei Yan really got close and reached out to wrap his arms around his waist, the stimulation like an electric current rushing through the skin suddenly made Qi Ran blush and his waist trembled.

I'm ashamed to say, I've been married for two years in my previous life, but this is the first time Weiyan hugged him around the waist.

When the opponent's chest was completely pressed against him, Qi Ran felt that he couldn't breathe, his head was buzzing, and his throat was rolling uncontrollably.

The other party's low and slow voice is close at hand, close to his ear, and his breath is like a feather.

"You relax, it's too stiff, be natural."

These words... are really ambiguous.

Although Qi Ran felt that this sentence should be said by himself.

He couldn't stand being teased, but he was using the coma trick, and no matter how fast his heartbeat was, he had to control himself, and he couldn't throw himself down with a beast.

But another voice told him: It's okay, he is your wife, what's wrong with hugging?It's so late at night, no one will come to this practice room at all, even if you want to do something else, it doesn't matter.

Angel: No no no, you can't take advantage of others.

Devil: Shut up, you, if he continues like this, he won't be able to deal with his wife at all, and when the time comes, he will become an ex-husband if he gets caught up first by his love rival.

Angel: To be a person, you must be moral. Rape within marriage is also rape. Do not do anything illegal!Most importantly, if you do this, he will only hate you, and you will have no chance.

Qi Ran closed his eyes, his expression extremely painful: Shut up!What are you talking about?He is not my wife.

Angel:……

Really fragrant warning.

demon:……

I'm just waiting to see someone get slapped in the face.

The inner game and painful struggle were all revealed on Qi Ran's face.

Wei Yan took a look, and was a little relieved: this child, who endured the pain after being injured and didn't want to cause trouble to the master, has a good grasp of the state.

Qi Ran was sweating profusely nervously, letting the opponent's arm wrap around his waist, and the other arm passed through his knee, wanting to hug him as a princess.

Qi Ran was startled.

He thought that the hug was just to put his arms around his waist and shoulders, and it would be enough to carry him halfway back. Why did he still get hugged by the princess?

Qi Ran panicked and jumped up to say no.

Because he was not light in himself, coupled with the sudden shift of his center of gravity, he fell directly, and by the way Weiyan was implicated. When he was nervous, he was afraid that the other party would break, so he tightened his arms and hugged the person tightly in his arms.

There was a "bang" on the back, hitting the floor.

Qi Ran grinned in pain, but before he could react, the other party's soft body pressed against his chest and crashed into his arms.

The thin lips were imprinted on his slightly raised neck.

Also... still the position of Adam's apple.

Qi Ran panicked, his body reacted faster than his brain, and he quickly pushed against the opponent.

Both were stunned.

Weiyan's face remained unchanged, and he was about to get up while supporting the opponent's chest, but because the opponent had just wrapped his arms around his back to protect him, his arm supporting the opponent's side softened, and hit him again, his side face still Stick it on the boy's chest.

The hearts of young people are more enthusiastic than ordinary people, beating as if they are about to jump out of their throats.

This time, the last distance was lost, and the two people who were stuck together felt very embarrassed.

Qi Ran blinked, moist.

Blushing and confused, he said, "Brother, I... I didn't mean to contradict you."

The mouth is so polite and well-behaved.

In fact, it is self-evident where the contradiction is.

The calmness on Weiyan's face could not be maintained, and the last restraint was knocked out by Qi Ran's words. He stared at the other party, gritted his teeth and said, "Let go, get up first."

"Oh."

After the two of them separated without embarrassment, Qi Ran slapped his forehead, feeling extremely annoyed.

Although it is clichéd, it is effective!

Such a good thing happened to him, how could he just kiss his Adam's apple?Shouldn't the romantic routine be kissed when you fall to the ground?Mouth to mouth kind of...

Ah ah ah miscalculation!

Qi Qi was gasping for breath, his face was pure and shy, and there were constant small movies in his heart, annoyed and remorseful.

The atmosphere was just right, and something was supposed to happen.

Weiyan went to the bathroom to wash her face, and when she came back to see Qi Ran, her expression was very pale, as if nothing happened just now.

Since Weiyan didn't care, Qi Ran didn't need to apologize and explain.

Why can't he be happy when he obviously doesn't need to die?

Weiyan sighed and said, "I underestimated your weight."

Qi Ran became impatient: "I'm not fat, I'm just a bit tall, I have a lot of tendons and abdominal muscles, and I exercise regularly to keep fit!"

Weiyan glanced at him: "I didn't say you were fat, I made a mistake, and you are not a girl, so I definitely can't hold you in my arms."

"Oh, that's true, of course I'm not a girl..."

Qi Ran's eyes widened suddenly: "Girl? What girl? Have you hugged other girls?"

"..."

Do you want to eat this vinegar too?

But the other party stared at him with almond eyes wide open, wet, full of grievances and pitiful, like a big dog abandoned by its owner, Wei Yan thought it was funny.

The boy moaned and said, "It's not my brother's fault, it's my fault, it's just my failure to catch my brother's heart."

QWQ;

"..."

For some reason, Weiyan actually opened his mouth to explain: "It's just necessary for the plot, and it's limited to this, nothing else."

After speaking, he himself did not understand his behavior.

Ran Ran, who was QWQ just now, suddenly became 0u0, and immediately became OAO.

"Nothing else means nothing? Is my brother explaining something to me?"

"..."

Wei Yan frowned and glared at him: "Qi Ran, please give me enough time."

Qi Ran: TAT;

Weiyan: "Ahem, the method just now doesn't work, let's change it to help tomorrow."

In this way, Qi Ran lost the chance to be hugged by Princess Weiyan, and his guts regretted it.

The two finished the second day's scene completely, and picked out a few details to adjust it specially, and it was the middle of the night in a blink of an eye.

Wait for Qi Randan to take out his role and get familiar with it again.

Looking back, Weiyan had already fallen asleep lying on the table with her arms under her pillow.

He is too tired.

Although Qi Ran didn't do badly, and didn't use the young master's temper to delay the filming progress, it was still too difficult for Wei Yan to play against such a baseless partner like him.

Qi Ran looked at the young man who was so tired that he fell asleep, feeling distressed and guilty.

However, Weiyan was usually so indifferent to him, with such sharp eyebrows and eyes, and looked like he was not close to strangers. Unexpectedly, she was quite gentle when she fell asleep.

His usual appearance, before others had time to see his beautiful face clearly, they were pushed back by his cold and sharp appearance.

Can't appreciate this thorny frost flower at all.

That's Qi Ran, who likes to be energetic.

He moved closer, resting his gaze on Wei Yan's face, and carefully scrutinized it.

The facial features are exactly the same as those of Weiyan in his early thirties, but what is different, he can't figure it out, but obviously, he likes him like this, at least it won't be as difficult to communicate as in his previous life.

Today's Weiyan, with an unsealed heart, is forced by him, and when he gets angry, he will show a little emotion.

Qi Ran took out his phone and checked the time, it was already past two o'clock in the morning.

Back at the hotel at this time, I won't be able to rest for a long time.

Fortunately, there is a lounge in the inner room of the practice room. There is a sofa in it, and a simple bed when the backrest is pulled out.

Weiyan slept deeply, when Qi Ran hugged him, he just frowned and didn't wake up.

Probably because he lived with Qi Ran for several days, he got used to the other person's breath.

Or maybe... for other reasons.

In short, he felt inexplicably familiar with him.

Qi Ran covered Weiyan with a thin blanket, and found that the phone screen was on. Fearing that the ringing would wake Weiyan, he hurriedly pressed the mute button, walked out of the practice room, closed the door, and answered the phone.

"Hey."

"Where did you get my brother?"

The other party was panting heavily, describing his anxiety, and when he opened his mouth, he asked an extremely unfriendly question.

It was Zhou Jin calling.