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On the day of the return trip, the two got up early. Although it was the afternoon air ticket, just after nine o'clock, the two of them had already finished their breakfast and went shopping for things they could bring back.

Comrade Shen asked them to go home directly in the afternoon, and Shen Nanxing went to order roast duck again to catch the plane on board.

I have to go to school to pick up Shen Beiyue.

"Would you like to sleep for a while?" Shen Nanxing brought him a U-shaped pillow.

The two of them didn't go to bed early last night. Lu Shengkuo was used to running around. He knew his place somewhat. It was the same when he went to the set before. When he had nothing to do, he always had to toss and turn on the bed for a while before falling asleep.

Before filming, he kept hugging him, but this time the big star opened his eyes and waited for him to fall asleep.

Shen Nanxing turned on the iPad, intending to take another look at the photos taken in the museum and organize a set of element templates.

He has a habit of recording what he sees and creating a set of theme color cards and design concepts. In the past few years, he has almost completed a unique library.

Lu Shengkuo leaned on his shoulder and watched quietly, pointing to the screen with his hand under the blanket: "Brother Shen, you have a clip with my name on it."

Shen Nanxing clicked his tongue, and Lu Shengkuo smiled: "I feel like you are going to tell me to stay away from you again."

Shen Nanxing touched him with his elbow and glanced at him: "Turn your head out of the window."

Not only did Lu Shengkuo not turn around, he even rubbed against his neck, but he stopped talking, like a big obedient dog, watching him circle and write on the photo.

This is very healing. Seeing Shen Nanxing's beautiful hand holding a pen, color selection, cutout, and pasting, the tip of the pen makes a very soft sound on the screen, which can only be heard when it is very close.

In this way, he actually fell asleep for a whole voyage. When he woke up, the curtains were half drawn, and the whole space was groggy, with a suppressed warmth.

Shen Nanxing was watching his TV series, wearing headphones, only the light of the screen reflected on his eyes, sometimes dim and sometimes bright.

When there is light, his face is calm and white, and his slightly drooping eyes are full of gentle waves; when there is light, the "waves" turn over, to the extent that the people who are watching him at the moment can be swept away by the waves.

Lu Shengkuo took an earphone and put it on his ear, Shen Nanxing didn't turn his head, just nestled into his warm embrace in this waist-wrapping posture.

He seldom watched the things he acted, and only occasionally saw stills, clips, or trailers on TV shows on the road, and he didn't deliberately watch them. There was no other meaning, he just felt a little awkward.

This kind of awkwardness can't be mentioned, it's not bad.

Shen Nanxing looked at it carefully in front of his eyes now, and he felt that this awkwardness had turned into an itch.

It might be because of the heat from his breath, he tilted his head and rubbed his head sideways: "What's wrong?"

Lu Shengkuo: "...No."

"Do you not like watching your own drama?" Shen Nanxing blinked lazily, "You never talk about acting when you are out of the crew."

"It looks a bit..." Lu Shengkuo couldn't think of an adjective, he was indifferent for a long time, and sighed, "It's weird."

Shen Nanxing smiled briefly: "Are you embarrassed?"

Lu Shengkuo denied it: "No."

Shen Nanxing smiled, "Xiao Kuo, you are blushing."

Xiaokuo: "..."

Shen Nanxing turned off the iPad, stretched his back, and his bones seemed to make a soft sound: "I didn't expect you to be so narcissistic, and you would be embarrassed. What did you say before?"

Lu Shengkuo's pupils trembled for a moment, and he had already begun to refuse to listen.

Shen Nanxing wanted to say, pretending to be the face of that time: "You said 'my face is not worth an emergency? You don't even bother to make me responsible for wrong things...'" Ren...

Before he finished speaking, Lu Shengkuo pulled him off with his hands in the blanket, pinched the junction between his chin and throat, nestled in a corner, and blocked the next words with his mouth.

Lu Shengkuo really started to feel awkward, from being awkward at the airport to after eating.

Shen Nanxing thinks he is amazing, others will not be embarrassed to praise him for being handsome, and even slightly proud of him for his good acting skills, and he can even talk about his works - but he can't watch TV dramas in person.

After that time, every time Shen Nanxing wanted to watch a drama, he would think of making excuses, but he was unwilling not to cling to Shen Nanxing, and always twisted from one side to the other.

Shen Nanxing would lazily tell the story on the sidelines, making his neck glow with a thin layer of red, and would occasionally be gagged.

It can be regarded as relieving the emotion of being flipped through past news by big stars.

After watching the finale, Shen Nanxing closed the computer and said suddenly, "Xiao Kuo, if you find it really awkward, I won't watch it."

Lu Sheng twisted his neck wide.

Shen Nanxing was very serious: "It's really awkward to see you these days, I shouldn't base my happiness on your pain."

The people around were a little stunned: "I don't have any pain."

"Then you turned your face away and frowned, you know that?" Shen Nanxing said while propping his head on the sofa.

Lu Shengkuo pressed his eyebrows: "Are you wrinkled?"

Shen Nanxing nodded: "The audience is wrinkled."

"Oh," Lu Shengkuo looked at his hands, "I think my acting is a bit... Ah, I'm sorry, but I like the way you look at me."

Shen Nanxing: "..."

Foul Lu Shengkuo!The blood in his heart rolled, the key was that Lu Shengkuo's dark eyes were too sincere, like a resolute elementary school boy showing love.

"Senior" was choked up for a moment, and all his words turned into a smile that shook the corner of his mouth.

Lu Shengkuo also smiled: "So Brother Shen, you can watch it if you want, don't worry about me, I feel very happy in my heart."

Shen Nanxing propped the sofa up, sat on his lap, and put his palms on his neck.

Lu Shengkuo is also very good now, when he comes up, he puts his hands on his neck, and when he touches his neck, he raises his head.

"How long have you been choreographing?" Shen Nanxing rubbed his thumb against the side of his neck, he could feel the strong pulsation, and clearly felt the power of his teeth biting, "Have I been waiting for a long time to say these words today? "

"Where did you secretly make up lessons?"

Lu Sheng's broad vocal cords vibrated and spread to his palm, making people feel numb, and the voice was full of joy: "I really think."

Shen Nanxing smacked his lips twice: "Say a few more words."

"........."

"Quickly say," the faded man was a little fierce, and he tapped his lips with his teeth, "Your real thoughts, the vocabulary is not so lacking, right?"

When teasing, the end of Shen Nanxing's eyes would lift up slightly, reaching to the tip of Lu Shengkuo's heart, and jumping out from the tip of his heart, making it hard to catch.

He pressed the man's head, opened the gap between his teeth, and became more aggressive.

Shen Nanxing sensed that he was about to let him go, so he quickly pressed his shoulders and separated, and he was already a little suffocated and breathing heavily.

"Don't run away," he grabbed his shoulder with one leg, "Do you want me to enroll you in a composition class?"

Lu Shengkuo stepped forward to hug him: "Brother Shen, please spare me."

"No way," Shen Nanxing exerted some force on his arm, "Say something nice and obedient quickly."

Hu Po showed no signs of giving in to Hei Zhu, the heating in the room was changed, and Lu Shengkuo reached out and rolled up his sleeves.

Although it's winter, Shen Nanxing always likes to wear big pajamas, with wide cuffs, half rolled up, and shaken by the wind.

At this moment, Lu Shengkuo exerted strength in the gap between his strength and directly pulled him into his arms.

The person who was kneeling sat down straight, and his sleeping compartment was loose, and he didn't even wear a belt when he was idle at home.

Lu Shengkuo's hands were too proficient, and when he reacted, all the key points were locked.

"Tsk," Shen Nanxing tensed up and sighed, "Xiao Kuo, you can't be so foolish."

A kiss fell on the pinna, and Lu Shengkuo let out hot breaths: "Brother Shen, can you spare me? Can I do it with practical actions?"

Shen Nanxing only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and Kuzi disappeared.

I wanted to stretch my legs to kick the person, but the person directly pressed the knee he sent to him and broke it...

Shen Nanxing: "..."

This rebellious body!

Lu Shengkuo was also doing well for a while, and smiled a little helplessly, so he knelt down instead.

Shen Nanxing didn't want to look at him and smile at the moment, so he pulled him closer by the hem of his clothes.

Kissing and touching were all logical. He heard the soft sound of the coffee table and the sound of plastic packaging bags.

Lu Shengkuo seemed to like pressing his knees very much today, Shen Nanxing couldn't bear it in the gap, and was held down even when he twisted his knees.

After struggling for two or three times, there was nothing I could do, and finally I could only speak.

"Xiaokuo," he gasped after two syllables, the words were broken, and he bumped his head against the armrest of the sofa, "Wait, wait a minute..."

Lu Shengkuo didn't want to wait at all, but just buried himself, showing no tendency to stop, and a voice came out of his nasal cavity: "Huh?"

This sound knocked him down directly, and the top of his head was protected by his hands. Lu Shengkuo pecked his forehead bit by bit to his Adam's apple, very hard, and turned back to his ear, and she tongue brushed against his ear: "Careful." Brother, I like you so much."

"like you."

"Love you."

"really like you."

"I love you so much, brother Shen."

I don't know how many times Lu Shengkuo said it, deep and hoarse, accompanied by strong wind and rain, stirring up nostalgia and strong love.

Shen Nanxing's eyeballs turned dull, his focus was lost, and the pictures he could capture were all shaking. Lu Shengkuo's shoulders and neck tensed vigorously. He couldn't hold it back, and touched his chin messily with his lips.

There was only a little strength left for fingers to pass through Lu Shengkuo's hair, but the joints were tightened, and he hugged Lu Shengkuo's neck with his arms unbearably.

He was about to cry—it sounded like he was about to cry, an uncontrollable emotion was fermenting, his senses were expanding infinitely, he was trembling, his muscles couldn't help trembling, his physical tears were about to start wanton, but his heart was hot, Confused, his willpower allowed him to speak only by name.

His name is Xiao Kuo, and he also said some things that he hadn't said in the past, and Lu Sheng Kuo would kiss him and say that he was there, but he didn't lose his strength at all.

Don't fall all over the thin and dense mouth, Lu Shengkuo is also a little bit unconscious, a trace of clarity is completely forced out, and comforts his ear: "Don't be afraid, it's just the tide."

He added: "We are together, I will accompany you."

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Thanks to the little angel momo for the 2 bottles of nutrient solution, hug~