The sick and weak beauty is caught in the infinite Shura field

Lin Zhaoyun's skin loves to leave marks, the bumps are still red, and he tugged at the hem of his clothes uncomfortably: "Mr. Bo, you are very dedicated..."

With the sea breeze blowing, he shivered. Thinking of the goosebumps coming out of the mask just now, he said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Chi, it's late, let's go back to the villa quickly."

Chi Ye didn't say anything, and walked back with him.

When the two returned to the villa, Chi Ye suddenly said that he wanted to get some supper.

Lin Zhaoyun didn't eat enough for breakfast today, and he was only half full at noon, so he took a few bites at night.

When he said this, he was hungry.

Ikeno folded his sleeves up, revealing his wheat-colored forearm with slightly raised texture: "The director team asked me to get in touch with you more, so you can help me."

"it is good."

The stove here is an open fire, and the kitchen space is not too big. After cooking for a while, I feel stuffy, and my nose is sweating a little.

Just as Lin Zhaoyun buried his head in washing the leaves of vegetables, when he turned his head, he saw Chi Ye stretching his arms upwards and taking off his T-shirt.

"too hot."

Lin Zhaoyun was stunned, his curled eyelashes suddenly stopped, and his white cheeks turned red instantly.

People who are used to cooking usually wear aprons to prevent oil stains and water splashes.

Ikeno is no exception.

"When I was a part-time student in college, I could cook all kinds of dishes, but now the materials are limited, so I can order whatever I want."

"Hmm..." Lin Zhaoyun replied in a muffled voice, lowering his head to wash the vegetables, not daring to lift it up.

The wheat-skinned Ikeno has slightly bulging muscles, and the apron that was originally a woman's style collapsed tightly, and the curve of the abdominal muscles was tightly tightened by a thin layer of apron, outlining a bit of curvature.

Lin Zhaoyun's scalp became tense when he glanced over accidentally.

Beads of sweat just slid down from the neck, and rolled into the gap between the apron and the chest cavity, as if sliding down the muscle line all the way to the very inside.

[? ? ?Good guy, who can stand it, cool guy in the abs apron! ! ! ? 】

【Shhhhhhhhh I suspect he is flirting with my wife but I have no proof】

[So I'm not curious about the trick, don't you want to try it? 】

[If you try it out, it's not just the abdominal muscles, you know everything! 】

……

On the set, after shooting the scenes of Bo Zhiqiu and Wen Xun, Jian Yanxi leaned on the director's chair to rest for a while, but when she closed her eyes, her mind was full of Lin Zhaoyun's face in that scene.

He accidentally turned on the monitor again.

Lin Zhaoyun's pure and youthful face was clearly seductive, but he showed that unworldly appearance.

In the picture, when the other party exhaled that breath, Jian Yanxi's throat was itchy, completely unaware of the layer of sweat in his palm.

I was in a hurry and overlooked many small details.

He was bumped by Bo Zhiqiu for a long time, NG again and again, he "tsk" a few times, he became more nervous, his originally soft calf was tightly squeezed on the bone, deformed by extrusion, and became very delicate.

And he has a habit of biting his lower lip when he is nervous.

Putting it in this scene, it's like trying to restrain myself from making strange noises.

It's all his own play here.

Pure natural.

Then, the camera cut to the camera behind Bo Zhiqiu.

His thin white legs, which were tense to prevent him from falling, tightened even more when he raised his head to breathe, and twisted tightly.

Like, really something.

Jian Yanxi sat in front of the monitor and watched it over and over again, but she didn't realize that her expression had become very strange, her forehead and back were covered with hot sweat, and the back of her white shirt was slightly see-through, sticking to her body wet.

"Director Jian, let's, let's call it a day. Do you think there is anything else to do?"

The assistant director who had been waiting for a long time finally couldn't bear it, and spoke cautiously.

The screen replayed the scene of that scene again, and Jian Yanxi came back to his senses and stood up: "Well, call it a day..."

He turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly paused again: "Send a copy of today's footage to my computer, and I'll study how to cut it."

"Okay okay."

Jian Yanxi got up: "Let's call it a day, everyone has worked hard today."

When Jian Yanxi returned to the villa, Lin Zhaoyun and Chi Ye were eating noodles, Lin Zhaoyun buried his head in eating hard, his nose and forehead were covered with sweat, wet.

He raised his head when he heard the voice, still sucking the noodles in his mouth, his cheeks sank a little, looking a little funny.

But Jian Yanxi felt something else, her throat was itching more.

"Director Jane." The two spoke in unison.

"Well, you guys go to bed earlier." Jian Yanxi nodded.

Jian Yanxi didn't say she wanted to eat, and went back to the room with a cold face.

He took a shower and lay down after smoking a cigarette, tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, sat up, wanted to turn on the computer, but finally withdrew his hand, as if restraining something, lit another cigarette, and after the ashtray beside the bed was extinguished, he finally had Feeling drowsy, slowly falling asleep.

Jian Yanxi, who was sleeping, noticed something strange, and vaguely felt a soft thing sticking to her body, groping her body.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and when he lowered his head, something got under the quilt.

When he opened it, Lin Zhaoyun hid a pretty face in his quilt, his little face was pink, and he looked up at him when he opened the quilt to look.

He grabbed Lin Zhaoyun's hair and suppressed his voice: "How did you get in? Who opened the door for you?"

"You didn't close the door."

After he finished speaking, he buried himself down again, and Jian Yanxi took a deep breath in an instant.

At the moment when her mind went blank, Jian Yanxi woke up with a start.

It was still late at night, and there was only the sound of the sea breeze blowing the leaves outside. He was stunned for a few seconds, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

It's a dream.

……

The next day, it was Lin Zhaoyun's turn again.

In order to get familiar with the actors quickly, Jian Yanxi chose the intimate scenes of the three actors and filmed them separately a few days ago.

This time it's a rivalry with Ikeno.

This time Lin Zhaoyun arrived in the shed early in the morning, and sat on a small chair with his calves crossed to read the script. Looking at it from a distance, he looked very cute.

His lines are neither too many nor long, but they are densely packed with movements and expressions.

Jian Yanxi came, followed by Chi Ye, and Chi Ye changed into a maintenance worker's uniform.

In the play, the uniform is borrowed, so it looks small and stretched very tight.

Jian Yanxi talked about the play: "In this scene, you took the initiative to seduce Chi Ye, and then he became addicted to you, but you ran away."

Chi Ye knocked on the door, with the tools for repairing the water pipes, Lin Zhaoyun was changing clothes, and ran to open the door barefoot, when he opened the door, his clothes were not neatly dressed, and a small white and narrow waist was very eye-catching.

"Over the toilet, there is a leak in the shower."

"I gonna go see."

Lin Zhaoyun followed him into the bathroom.

"Where is my brother from?"

"native."

Ikeno is tall, nearly 1.9 meters, with strong muscles.

"Your body is so good, did you specialize in this?"

Ikeno raised his head, and the slightly rough and handsome silhouette of Sunshine, combined with his maintenance uniform, became extraordinarily subtle.

"No, I'm from a sports school."

Lin Zhaoyun's expression changed subtly, and he lengthened the ending: "He's from the sports school..."

The air conditioner in the house was also broken, so it was very hot, and Ikeno lifted his hem from time to time to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Lin Zhaoyun stood aside, with his neck hanging slightly, when Chi Ye lifted up the hem of his clothes again, he suddenly stretched out his hand to touch...

"Kakaka!!"

"This is wrong, the angle is wrong, and the movements are not good-looking." Jian Yanxi walked over, frowning, crossing his arms, tapping his phalanges on his arms, and suddenly stretched out his hand, pinching Lin Zhaoyun's hand.

He has slender finger bones, and he took his hand over forcefully: "I'll teach you."

"You are like that."

He wrapped the back of Lin Zhaoyun's hand, stretched it out little by little, touched Chi Ye's abdominal muscle, and slid down slightly.

Jian Yanxi felt Lin Zhaoyun's palm shrink back, and his body trembled for a moment, his face was very pink, and he curled up his fingers subconsciously.

"that's it."

This scene is just a kiss scene. Kiss scenes are commonplace for the crew, so there are a lot of on-site chores.

Lin Zhaoyun felt that his idea was completely wrong.

Yesterday he still felt that few people would be awkward.

It was a feeling he had never experienced before.

There were so many pairs of eyes staring at him and Chi Ye, their every move was stared at closely, and his mind was almost blank when he acted.

"Do you understand?" Jian Yanxi pressed the corners of her eyes.

"Uh-huh……"

"There is no need to retake the previous shots, just make up for this shot."

"The 14th round of the first shot, let's start."

With Jian Yanxi's guidance, this time passed smoothly.

After the stroking, there was a muffled inhalation sound in the small space, and the blue meridians in the waist and abdomen exploded.

The shot stops abruptly.

"Okay, next shot."

……

"You, have you ever kissed?" Lin Zhaoyun looked up at Chi Ye with trembling eyelashes.

He obviously said something strange, but that small face was extremely pure, pursing his pink lips, as if he was asking a question seriously.

Asking this kind of question to someone you just met is close to X harassment.

Chi Ye's sweat dripped from his chin, but he replied in a strange way: "No..."

Lin Zhaoyun suddenly rolled his eyes: "I know it very well, do you want to teach you?"

As he spoke, he stood on tiptoe and slowly climbed up...

"Card."

"The movements are too stiff."

After NG for five times, Lin Zhaoyun had a conditioned reflex when he heard the word "card".

Jian Yanxi wanted to lose his temper, but when he looked up, he saw the startled, pitiful and pretty face, and he returned to that dream in an instant, and he subconsciously took a sip from the water glass.

"Come here, let me guide you."

The three of them walked to the innermost corner of the shed.

Standing behind Lin Zhaoyun, Jian Yanxi put her palm on the back of his head, and with a little force, pressed him in front of Qianikeye, and held his chin with the other hand, adjusting the angle for him.

"It's unnatural, never kissed?"

Lin Zhaoyun's eyelashes trembled, and Jian Yanxi pressed her forward before he could answer anything.

Chi Ye raised the bridge of his nose and poked Lin Zhaoyun's side face, and then his chin was adjusted by his fingers, so that the kiss was very smooth.

Jian Yanxi pressed heavily.

"Jane, Director Jian, I'm almost out of breath..."

Lin Zhaoyun was pressed for a long time, feeling a little uncomfortable, and the voice came indistinctly.

Only then did Jian Yanxi realize that she had just lost her mind, she immediately relaxed her hands, and reminded in a low voice: "Regulate your breathing, and then stick out your tongue."

"Lin Zhaoyun, remember, you took the initiative, you have to stretch first."

"Ikeno is clumsy at this stage and doesn't understand anything."

Jian Yanxi pressed Lin Zhaoyun's head once and for all, demonstrating the rhythm for him.

"When Lin Zhaoyun backed away and didn't want to kiss, Chi Ye pressed his hand to the back of his head and kissed him back."

After a few strokes, the tip of Lin Zhaoyun's nose and lips were reddened, and that innocent face became extraordinarily beautiful. He looked helplessly at Jian Yanxi, and then at Chi Ye.

The light in the corner was not bright enough, and the corners of Jian Yanxi's jumping eyes were not seen, and his tone was still indifferent: "Demonstrate."

Lin Zhaoyun bit the bullet, recalled a little bit, and learned to act.

The three of them practiced several times in the corner. From outsiders' point of view, Jian Yanxi and Chi Ye were tall and big, sandwiching the little white Lin Zhaoyun among them, as if they had been training hard.

Both the scene manager and the assistant director were a little worried that Lin Zhaoyun would come out crying, but luckily he didn't, Lin Zhaoyun's eyes just turned red.

Compared with Lin Zhaoyun, Jian Yanxi only had a few words to Chi Ye.

"Ike Ye, I won't talk about your role. You have worked with me a few times, and I know your acting skills quite well."

"You take him with you."

Ikeno turned his eyes to look at the tip of his ear that was about to bleed: "Okay."

"Okay, turn it on."

The camera is between the two, shooting 360 degrees without any angle of view.

Chi Ye's back was itchy, his forearms and forehead were full of sweat, rolling down a little bit, he wasn't even sprayed with props, it was his own sweat.

Being sucked by the soft lips, my whole body froze for an instant, as if I had assumed a role in the play. He was a clumsy plumber with no experience, and he would get angry if he flirted casually.

He was fascinated by the role of Lin Zhaoyun, and the moment he was hit by Qianqian, his chest heaved and his mind went blank.

And Lin Zhaoyun's character thought it was interesting to tease the plumber, so he hooked up with him.

Besides, the opponent is tall and handsome, and looks physically fit.

Do not suffer.

But he actually doesn't like this style, he likes Bo Zhiqiu's cold and cool guy.

This scene was before Bo Zhiqiu's, and when he met Bo Zhiqiu later, he forgot about Chi Ye.

But he never expected that what he picked up was not a milk dog, but a wolf dog.

NG again in the middle of this paragraph, but not for the same reason.

The assistant director can see that Lin Zhaoyun has improved, he is not so stiff, his expression is more vivid, and the angle is just right.

"So, do you want to try?" Lin Zhaoyun raised his eyes and pursed his lips to look at Chi Ye, with a very cute expression: "I will try my best to teach you."

[I, I, I, I, I, I, I want! ! 】

【Honey, I'm here! 】

[Woooooo, I'm so envious, I want it too! 】

【Recruitment foul!Say such words with such a face!Already passed out ORZ]

Few people take the initiative to kiss others and kiss themselves out of breath. Lin Zhaoyun is like this, but Jian Yanxi didn't call "ka", and the camera was still filming, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue.

Chi Ye played a very clumsy part-time college student who was so teased by Lin Zhaoyun.

But Lin Zhaoyun backed away after lifting, trembling her eyelashes, as if in panic, covering her mouth, her eyes wide open.

"You didn't shave your beard today, it hurt me."

Like an innocent beauty who doesn't know much about the world.

Chi Ye was a little angry, but more of it was out of control, his body acted first, and he turned against the guest.

He was disorganized and acted rudely, and Lin Zhaoyun's cheeks and the tip of his nose were blushed from rubbing.

"Okay..." Lin Zhaoyun couldn't take it anymore, curled up his fingers to grab the other party's collar, and then hurriedly grabbed the hair on the back of the neck, grabbed a little strand of hair tremblingly with his fingers, and pulled it back.

Now, it was Lin Zhaoyun's turn to be at a loss, and he tried to push back with his palm, but he couldn't push it away.

Chi Ye became even ruder because of Lin Zhaoyun's slightly proactive action.

Jian Yanxi scrolled through the script and tapped: "OK, this shot is over."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Zhaoyun's whole body suddenly relaxed, his calves softened, and he almost fell down, but was grabbed by Chi Ye.

In order not to be embarrassed, Lin Zhaoyun straightened his clothes, looking for something to say: "Mr. Chi's kiss scene is really good..."

After he opened his mouth, he regretted it. It was strange to ask such a question. Chi Ye supported Fu Lin Zhaoyun, slightly drooped his neck, but raised his chin slightly. Looking at Lin Zhaoyun's beautiful face, he said eagerly, "This is the first time for me."

"It was all borrowed before."