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"The Black-haired Servant" has a lot of descriptions of the luxurious life of the British nouveau riche at the beginning of the last century, including many details, such as the modern bathing facilities in the industrial age. performed in the bathtub.

"Brother, the water in the bathtub is not dry yet. You will get wet if you lie down with your clothes on..." Yin Lan smiled, and before Ye Weilin could respond, she took off her coat first, revealing her firm and beautiful upper body, while his lower body I was only wearing a pair of loose shorts.

Ye Weilin took off his clothes without any hesitation. Just like his usual purpose, since reality has props and venues corresponding to the script, he must of course do his best.

"Since you want to switch roles, have you memorized Berwyn's lines?" Ye Weilin's exposed upper body was darker than Yin Lan's due to traveling around all the year round, but he didn't need to be strict after all. For artists who control their body, their muscular lines are not as good-looking as Yin Lan's, but compared to most young men's bodies, they are already very eye-catching.

Yin Lan looked at the mature male body in front of her almost greedily, and was stunned for a while, so she didn't answer him.

"Haven't you memorized Berwyn's lines?" Ye Weilin emphasized his tone, and couldn't help looking at him.

Yin Lan, who met the questioning eyes of the other party, turned her eyes away in a panic, and said with a trace of embarrassment: "I have memorized it well, let's start now."

Ye Weilin nodded, and closed his eyes slightly. When he opened them again, his eyes had changed from the calmness of an adult to the clarity and cleanliness of a teenager with few distracting thoughts.

"I'm a little sleepy," he said with a slight flattery in his tone, his expression was still calm, but when he looked at Yin Lan, he was slightly shy and uneasy, and even his voice trembled unconsciously: "Lord Baron , can we talk about it tomorrow?"

"Let's take a shower first." Bai Erwen, played by Yin Lan, was more aggressive than Ye Weilin's performance. He couldn't help breaking up and took a towel from the stand, and approached him step by step: "Dear Lynn, you are still a child. You just have to close your eyes and listen to me..."

As Yin Lan said, she folded the towel and covered Ye Weilin's eyes in a long strip.

"Okay, kid." Yin Lan said the lines softly, pulling the other party who was still immersed in the role with one hand, and pushed him down in the bathtub.

Ye Weilin knew that everything that happened was the scene in the script, but he still couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

"Lord Baron, what are you doing?" He called out in a low voice with no expression on his face, with a calm but uncontrollable expression of fear. In fact, Ye Weilin was trying to use the emotions of the character to take away his own emotions.

"Don't move." In the darkness of vision, a warm breath hit the side of his neck, and his deep voice was like a demon that caused people to fall in the night, gently plucking people's heartstrings: "My Lynn, I valet, my beloved boy..."

Yin Lan looked at the man lying in the bathtub, his eyes were covered by a piece of white, only his sexy jaw and slightly opened red lips were exposed, and his long and slender neck was like a swan just before its death. , There is an exciting pleasure hidden under the broken beauty.

Yin Lan's eyes darkened, he stretched out his hand, as if pinching the opponent's neck, gently held it, and gently stroked that trembling bump.

But the man continued his performance unknowingly: "Master Baron, thank you for your attention, but I am not worthy of you... Wait, ah... Um... This bathroom can't be locked, it will be discovered."

Hearing those blood-thrilling sounds, Yin Lan clearly felt that a string called reason broke in his mind with a "snap", and he didn't care about the script practice of the baron's servant...he just wanted to Following her instinct, she fiercely snatched that touch of lip color.

Ye Weilin didn't realize what Yin Lan had done until his mouth was violently pried open and the opponent attacked the city for a long time.

His mind was in chaos, apart from the shock at the beginning, it was more angry and sad.

Ye Weilin pushed the opponent away, angrily tore off the cloth covering his eyes, and looked directly at Yin Lan who fell to the ground but did not dare to meet his gaze.

"You... really let me down." Ye Weilin stood up slowly, stepped over the bathtub, and walked out of the bathroom as usual, but he didn't look at the person on the ground again.

It wasn't until the bedroom door was closed that Ye Weilin showed a look other than anger, which seemed to be dazed, and also seemed to be faintly moved.

Why didn't he push the opponent away in time?While regretting, he couldn't help remembering the feeling of that moment... Warm breaths intertwined, his long-lonely skin trembled with anticipation, and his palpitations made him lose his mind.

With the torment of tossing and turning, Ye Weilin didn't sleep well all night. He didn't fall asleep until the morning light was faint, and it was two o'clock in the afternoon when he woke up.

He opened the door and walked out. The living room was silent, empty and lifeless.

His gaze was fixed on the entrance, which was neatly arranged as always, but a few pairs of shoes were missing. Ye Weilin frowned, and walked quickly to another bedroom, only to see that the sheets inside were neatly folded, The grounds are spotless, like a room suddenly vacated, waiting for someone else to move in.

Ye Weilin opened the closet in a daze. Sure enough, there were not many clothes left. No matter how dull he was, he realized something.

He took out his mobile phone with trembling hands, hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help pressing the familiar number, but before he pressed it, an incoming call happened to ring.

Seeing the word "Fu Qi" flashing on the screen of the mobile phone, Ye Weilin sighed inwardly, and still pressed the answer button.

"Is it now? No, I... happen to be free."

It's the coffee shop where we met last time.

Even the seats didn't change, it just changed from two people to three people.

"Hello, Dao Ye, I'm Jiang Lan." The woman sitting next to Fu Qi was dressed in a simple and ordinary dress, with pretty short hair. Except for her rather glamorous and beautiful face, she looked no different from ordinary women. different.

The woman's voice matched her appearance very well, the voice was beautiful but gave people a sense of indifference.

Fu Qi said that Jiang Lan was only one year older than him, but in Ye Weilin's view, Jiang Lan's overly glamorous traits made her look several years older than her actual age.

"Hello, Miss Jiang." After the greetings, Ye Weilin said bluntly to Fu Qi: "Ah Qi, I know you have great expectations for "Happy Face", but before I decide to shoot, it is impossible for me to choose first. Actor's."

Fu Qi smiled, and there was no sign of losing his temper when he disagreed with him. He just replied calmly: "Don't think too much, I just want Alan to meet you. As a friend, this should be Bar?"

After a brief pause, Fu Qi changed the subject and asked bluntly, "How are you thinking?"

"What do you think?" Ye Weilin asked back.

"You will definitely choose "Happy Face". I am the person who knows what you want best." Fu Qi said firmly, but stared at him without blinking.

Ye Weilin didn't show too much expression on his face, but he couldn't help but sighed in his heart. As the other party said, after a period of careful consideration, he was indeed more inclined to the script of "Happy Face". Fu Qi understood him, and he Why don't you know Fu Qi?The rhythm and style of this script were exactly the type they preferred back then. It should have been a blessing to have friends like this, but since the day the two met again, Ye Weilin had already realized that it would be difficult for them to go back to the past.

After all, the former Fu Qi never begged for help, let alone force others into difficulties.

"You guessed it." He smiled, but looked at the clock hanging on the wall behind the other party: "It's getting late, I have to go back and deal with some things first. It has to be reported for approval, you should have the contact information of the person in charge at Xingyu, just contact him."

Jiang Lan, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly raised her head at this moment. Her black and white eyes were piercing like ice. It seemed to be an illusion when she looked closely. Her soft voice sounded, but there was no trace of feminine tenderness: "I The reviews are not good, I don’t care what others think, but I hope Director Ye will not misunderstand Fu Qi because of this. "Happy Face" is not just for me, but for you and himself. If Director Ye has read the script, he will I know the painstaking efforts and expectations he has put in."

Before Ye Weilin could respond, Fu Qi interrupted: "It's really getting late, let's go back."

Jiang Lan said in a stronger tone: "You leave for a while, I want to talk to Director Ye alone."

"Alan..." Fu Qi's eyes widened in surprise when he heard this, but his expression was very restless and anxious.

"Didn't you listen to me?" She snorted coldly, and instead of looking at him, she turned her head to avoid him, her fingers tightly holding the water glass on the table, the water in the glass rippled inexplicably, Ye Weilin After a closer look, I found that those slender and beautiful hands were trembling badly.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, don't be angry..." Fu Qi took a deep look at her helplessly, stroked the other's pretty short hair, and walked not far away, where both of them could see her. down.

From the expressions of the two of them, Ye Weilin probably guessed that Jiang Lan's condition was not very good, so he also put away the initial annoyance caused by being disappointed with his best friend. Fu Qi's departure seemed to take away the tense atmosphere , the two were silent for a while, and Ye Weilin's mood gradually returned to peace.

It was only at this moment that he had the thought to look at the other party carefully.

She has an excellent face, with a high nose and deep eye sockets, but she is not as unrecognizable as the current Internet celebrity faces. On the contrary, she is very distinctive. There is a red mole on the tip of the eyebrow, below the end of the eye, which brings her amorous feelings. It also adds a bit of coolness.

At first glance, many people think that she has a mature temperament, but those black and white eyes are clearly the appearance of a girl.

After Ye Weilin looked at it for a while, Jiang Lan finally said, "What kind of person is Fu Qi? Ye Dao also knows in his heart that he is stubborn and stubborn. It is indeed our fault, but I hope that as Ah Qi's friend, You can forgive his recklessness and impulsiveness."

"There is something, Fu Qi has always been sorry, but he can't tell you..." Jiang Lan gripped the water glass even tighter, and even the fingertips began to turn white.

"The reason why "Zhuang Nu Dream Butterfly" didn't win the award back then is because..." She paused unnaturally, and then quickly continued: "I offended Wen Yuanshan, but unexpectedly he took revenge on Fu Qi."

Ye Weilin didn't miss the unnatural look on the other side's face. Back then, "Zhuang Nu" didn't win the award. He and Fu Qi were both angry and confused. There was no such thing as Fu Qi hiding the inside story at that time and being offended by Jiang Lan Why didn't Wen Yuanshan take revenge on Jiang Lan directly instead of taking revenge on Fu Qi?This is a bit intriguing, he had a faint guess in his heart, but he didn't pierce the window paper.

The reason why Fu Qi hasn't told him all this time is probably because of this.

"Later, when I got depression, he put aside his career and ideals, and accompanied me to live abroad for a long time, but he has been paying attention to you and your movies behind his back. You have drifted away , but he's still there."

"Until one day, he showed me the first draft of "Happy Face" and said it was tailor-made for me. After reading it, I realized one thing. He loves me, but he is more eager to finish it with you again. His creation and ideal."

Jiang Lan's eyes lightly swept over Fu Qi who had been watching not far away, as if he was a little happy, but with a trace of imperceptible pain: "If the filming of "Happy Face" starts, it doesn't matter whether the character is me or not. For me, for him."