Boyfriend Meng A, from ancient times

"Well, see you, actually in the next part, there is a scene of fighting by the river, you need to be topless, so be careful."

The director tilted his head and didn't dare to take a second look at me. I grabbed my collar and didn't dare to take a second look at myself.

Only He Shi, he not only dared to watch, but insisted on watching.

His index finger hooked the back of my hand tightly clutching the collar, perhaps because there were too many other people around, and he said softly, "Brother Meng blamed me, don't show it to me."

It's not that I don't want to show it to him, it's that I don't want to show it to the hundred and ten men and women at the scene. It's not about being reserved or conservative, I just want to save face.

If it's just a fresh hickey, it's okay, everyone has experience, and in this circle, it's not impossible to take it easy.

But the thing is, the hickey on my chest, it includes but not limited to the fresh one, it comes in pink, dark red, and light purple.

This will not only reveal that we had sex yesterday, but also that I had sex the day before yesterday and even the day before yesterday, and it will also reveal that we are a couple of men who fuck hard.

After all, the sight on my chest, it is not accurate to say that the cupping volunteers.

Hi guys, I might be tie dyed.

I also lowered my voice, "I'm fine, what are you looking at with so many people?"

I swear I was really quiet, but it's a pity that the scene was too quiet. The big brothers and sisters turned their backs to us while coughing, as if they had believed in coughing.

I am afraid that the school leaders will suspect that our purpose is not to make a movie, but to spread the virus.

Forget it, everyone has turned around, and you can't let them down.

I let go of the collar.

He Shi anxiously opened my front to check, and I followed suit. The left breast was cut short, the skin was not broken, it was just a little swollen, nothing serious, especially compared to tie-dye.

But He Shi didn't seem to think so, he stroked and examined it with his fingers, and the thick calluses on his fingertips made my heart itch.

Suddenly, he leaned over, pressed his lips against the swollen strip, and let out a crisp pop.

I froze, what is he doing.

Anyway, I can forcefully explain it as a saliva disinfection method after licking it, so what is he doing now.

Kiss me, I take it as a comfort, or it becomes a habit, he wants to suck when he sees a good spot on my skin, I, Meng Liushan, can try to understand, or enjoy it happily.

But why did he have to bang!I'm taro ball milk tea, I don't add bobo!

Everyone recited it, and he posted it silently, right, so no one can say anything about him.

But when he slapped me, it was not only crisp but also very loud, he was stunned by his lack of vision, and he had to poison everyone's hearing, what a loss.

What is the reason for this?

Does he have any penchant for making our relationship real in front of others?Or, as an assistant, in order to maintain a positive image of me, sit in a real relationship, in case others find out that we are just friends with benefits?

I looked at him with resentment on his face.

But he didn't care, and helped me fasten the button very thoughtfully, slowly, "Brother Meng, don't look at me like that, it doesn't hurt anymore, huh?"

Um?Well, your mother's head!

He wouldn't think that I was complaining that he hurt me, but I was questioning why he kissed me!Doesn't he think there's something wrong with that boo?Eighty percent of them are pretending to be stupid again.

Forget it or not, the director should dislike me for being unprofessional if I waste more time.

I pushed his hand away and walked over to the director, "Director, can you change the costume?"

Hearing my words, everyone looked around and turned around, and the director also said, "No, let's follow the timeline. You go back and wash this shirt by hand. It's what it looks like. These are all details."

I complied and took another shot.

Although He Shi is a newcomer, but fortunately he has a good understanding, he can understand a little bit of me, and when the director doesn't understand a little bit, he can understand it with a little guidance.

And the plot of the first part is relatively simple, even too bland in my opinion, so bland that it makes me flustered.

I am always subconsciously worried about how many changes happened afterwards, so that this story can be known by professional filmmakers, and they are still willing to dig, and even have the possibility of being made into a movie.

I also asked the screenwriter to let him reveal a little bit, but he didn't say anything, and told me: You are Meng Yuanzhou now, and Meng Yuanzhou will not foresee his life. Now adjust your state and enter the role with all your heart .

So after about half a month, I finally got the script of the second part.

This part is an important turning point in the relationship between the two.

The first scene of the second part is drunk, but I haven't drunk for a long time, and the director knows it.

He said that this is not good, he has no experience, he acted abruptly, and he couldn't act the way he wanted, so now I am sitting in a restaurant with He Shi and getting drunk.

Half a glass of white and half a glass of beer should soon achieve the effect I want. I am already drunk now, and I feel like my head has turned into glutinous rice and coconut again, which is still frozen.

I looked at He Shi unsteadily, but I didn't expect him to be worse than me.

He hiccupped indecently, and started to lick his tongue, "One, two, three...Three Brother Meng..."

I snatched his glass, "Stop drinking, I was the one who experienced drunkenness, and you were not too drunk in that scene."

He should have lost his five senses, so he just outputted himself, "You are all alone...but you forgot..."

After he was drunk, his voice became deeper, even if it was blurred, it was pleasant to hear. I leaned on the table with my elbows, holding my heavy glutinous rice coconut, and listened to him quietly.

He pointed at me through the air, "Two is enough, two... I still have the energy to look for it, if I do it again, I won't look for you... I also forgot about you, and left you behind..."

When I was drunk, my mind was sluggish. I couldn't understand a word he said, and I just thought he was talking nonsense.

It was already late, and I didn't ask Xiao Yang to accompany me. If we continued to be so drunk, we might not be able to go home, so we put down our wine glasses to pay the bill.

I went to his side to help him, and then I stepped over. His body was wrapped around his long arms, and I was embraced by him, and my legs were clamped by his thighs.

"Go home." I reminded him.

"If someone objects to us being together...will you choose me, or compromise..." He mumbled his lines.

This is the line in the last scene of the second part. My grandfather and Jin Yang are officially together, and the two of them are hiding it from the outside world. Okay, but Jin Yang suddenly asked this question.

My gut feeling is wrong, Jin Yang definitely went through something, but I can't see the solo script on He Shi's side, and the third part of the script is out of reach.

I subconsciously took the next line, "Of course I choose you. I'm not afraid of anything, and neither are you."

What He Shi said was not the next sentence, "You're scared...you don't believe what you say..."

I sighed, "Why, do you also think the ending will be a tragedy?"

He suddenly became excited and had a tendency to get up again, "Why did you abandon me!"

He got up rubbishly, his body was unsteady in a drunken state, and he threw me on the ground with a single movement.

Luo Pozhuang is a small village, and the restaurant is naturally a small restaurant, which means that the restaurant does not have the conditions to open a private room. To be more clear, he threw me directly in the aisle now, and there are at least ten people in the restaurant.

After falling and slipping, I got directly under the table of an unknown boy. The boy's hand was still stretched out in the short skirt opposite, and for a moment, I was very embarrassed.

The whole restaurant was silent for a few seconds. The boy took out his hand, took out his pocket, and threw me a small square package with round marks, and whispered: "The hotel upstairs belongs to the same family. here."

With six dots floating in my head, I also want to send this sentence to him.

The most desperate thing is that I heard the sound effect of the phone camera taking pictures, "click", coming from the girl in the short skirt opposite.

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I don't know what to say, happy Friday then