After My Ex-Boyfriend's White Moonlight Proposed to Me

Xie Ning nodded, and after hesitating for a moment, he ordered again: "...Smoking less, it's not good for your health."

Zhuang Yan lowered his eyes: "Yes."

Facing these words, Zhuang Yan suddenly stopped smoking.

He was blown by the cold air when he went out, turned around and knocked on the door of the room where Zhao Yang lived next door.

Zhao Yang and Wang gradually entered the room, and when they saw him, they froze for two seconds.

Wang gradually had a bad mouth and couldn't help asking: "A moment in Chunxiao is worth a thousand gold, why are you still running towards us?"

Zhuang Yan looked at him coldly: "What nonsense."

Seeing him go directly into the room and sit down at the table, looking like he was going to stay for a long time, Zhao Yang couldn't help but exchanged glances with Wang gradually.

"Could it be that...you got kicked out because you teased people so badly?"

Zhuang Yan frowned: "What are you thinking about all day long? I'm looking for you for business."

Zhao Yang sat by the bed and straightened his back when he heard this: "What's the business?"

Zhuang Yan said blankly: "I've almost finished writing the storyboard, I'm here to discuss with you."

Wang gradually glanced at his empty hand and asked, "Then... where's the script?"

Zhuang Yan was silent for a few seconds, then said shamelessly, "Forgot."

Zhao Yang & Wang gradually: "..."

He also said that he was not kicked out!

Director Zhuang Da opened Zhao Yang's laptop without changing his expression.

Wang gradually had a headache and rubbed his forehead: "What kind of fate are we? We have to work overtime at night."

Zhuang Yan snorted coldly, talking nonsense, while quietly pricking up his ears to listen to the movement next door.

The sound insulation of a five-star hotel is quite good. Zhuang Yan could hear the faint sound of water, but he didn't know if it was his auditory hallucination.

He couldn't help but took a cigarette out of his pocket, but he was afraid that the smell of smoke would be left on his body, and Xie Ning would feel uncomfortable if he went back, so he didn't light it, but just smoked it to relieve the smell, which seemed like a prodigal son.

Zhao Yang wanted to tamper with his pockets: "Why don't you give us two cigarettes when you bring them, and enjoy them by yourself."

Zhuang Yan patted his hand away: "You can ask for cigarettes, and you can smoke after I leave."

Wang gradually smiled angrily: "Why, are you afraid that you will be kicked out by your little one at night because of the smell of cigarettes on your body?"

Zhuang Yan: "You also smoke less, it's not good for your health."

Zhao Yang suspected that there was something wrong with his ears: "What the hell?"

Wang gradually complained: "You old smoker also has a day to persuade others to smoke less?"

Zhuang Yan looked at them for a few seconds, and said in a strange tone: "Forget it, people like you who don't care about it won't understand."

Zhao Yang & Wang gradually: "..."

Zhuang Yan lingered in their room for a long time, guessing when Xie Ning would take a shower, and stayed a little longer before getting up to leave.

Sending this Buddha away, Zhao Yang and Wang gradually let out a long sigh of relief.

When he returned, Xie Ning had already showered and changed into his pajamas, lying on the bed looking at his phone.

Zhuang Yan's eyes flashed past the elegant arc of his back, and quickly moved away.

Xie Ning looked up at him: "Have you been smoking for so long?"

"No." Zhuang Yan said, "I happened to think of something, so I talked to Zhao Yang and the others about the script."

Xie Ning blinked: "Oh."

Zhuang Yan took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, not daring to look at him: "I'm going to take a shower too, go to bed early, I'm still busy tomorrow."

Tomorrow they will go to Zhejiang by car early in the morning. They will go through all the scenery in these days, and then discuss which ones can be used directly, which ones need to be transformed, and which ones need to be rebuilt.

No matter how wandering and imaginative Zhuang Yan was in his mind, there was actually no time for action at all.

The bathroom door was gently closed, it took Xie Ning a long time to recover, and he stared at the phone in a daze.

The room was too quiet, so the sound in the bathroom seemed to be very clear.

Xie Ning couldn't help but start thinking about... Zhuang Yan in the bathroom.

Zhuang Yan has a good figure, every time Xie Ning is hugged by him, he can feel the firm muscles on his broad shoulders and chest.

The sound of water came out, Xie Ning blinked, and his thoughts were drawn to the past again.

Zhuang Yeon naked...

He blushed a little, quickly lifted the quilt and buried himself in it, and arched like a hamster.

Afraid that Zhuang Yan would come out and see his embarrassing appearance, Xie Ning turned off all the lights in the room, leaving only the dim sleeping lamp beside the bed.

In such dim light, his face should not be seen clearly.

Xie Ning thought this way to deceive himself, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.

Unexpectedly, after falling into the darkness, his hearing became more acute, and the sound of rushing water seemed to be ringing in his ears.

He had just used the bathroom, so he could easily imagine the scene of Zhuang Yan in it.

The water sprayed down from the shower, down from the man's neck, flowing down his firm chest to his lower abdomen.

I don't know if Zhuang Yan has abdominal muscles, it looks like he should, but I don't know how many.

As a man, Xie Ning is very envious of people with abdominal muscles.

lower belly...

Xie Ning suddenly covered his head with the quilt.

What is he thinking ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ! !

Just when he was so stuffy that he could hardly breathe, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Xie Ning quickly poked his head out again, pretending he didn't do anything.

When Zhuang Yan came out of the shower, Xie Ning was already lying on the side of the bed, motionless like a baby, as if he was asleep.

He subconsciously slowed down his steps, and when he got closer, he found that Xie Ning's eyes were open, and he blinked when he saw him.

Zhuang Yan's body was covered with moisture, and there was still a little water stain on his neck that hadn't been wiped clean, which spread to his collarbone and finally sank under his collar.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, Xie Ning only felt that Zhuang Yan like this was full of lust and aggression under the dim light.

Xie Ning's heart beat violently twice, and he wanted to bury himself under the quilt from the beginning to the end.

Seeing that his hair was a little messy, Zhuang Yan stretched out his hand to rub it, and asked, "Going to sleep?"

Xie Ning froze, nodded hesitantly: "En."

Fortunately, Zhuang Yan didn't look at him very much, he just glanced away and looked away, quickly withdrew his hand, went around to the other side of the bed, turned over and lay down on it.

Xie Ning only felt his side collapse.

A second later, he felt the powerful aura from Zhuang Yan, mixed with faint water vapor, invading and raging like a gust of wind passing through.

Xie Ning's whole body went limp.

The two of them used the shower gel delivered by the hotel, which smelled fresh, and the faint aroma was intertwined and entangled, and soon it was hard to tell you from me.

Xie Ning closed his eyes and lay down for a while, feeling the heavy breathing in his ears eased up little by little.

He also relaxed little by little, and his consciousness gradually dimmed, just like this quiet night, slowly falling into darkness.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, Zhuang extended his hand, clasped it around his waist, and rolled it lightly.

Xie Ning:! ! !

After a slight dizziness, he came to his senses, and Zhuang Yan had already hugged him tightly in his arms.

Xie Ning held his breath and subconsciously made a move.

Zhuang Yan's deep and rough voice sounded above his head: "Stop making trouble, go to bed early, and go out early tomorrow morning."

……

After going to a place like the Republic of China City once, it feels like there is nothing new.

Going to Chedun yesterday could be regarded as a tourist trip. When I arrived at the Shanghai Beach Film and Television Base in Hengdian, I found that most of the scenes were similar, and the workability of filming was also reflected.

Just after the Chinese New Year, there were not many filming crews. The staff welcomed the group into the hall and asked them if they would like to participate in the special travel activities during the Spring Festival.

Wang gradually knocked on the glass counter curiously, and asked, "What event?"

"It is to change into the costumes of the Republic of China period and visit this ten-mile foreign market, which will give people an excellent sense of substitution and immersive experience, as if traveling to the Republic of China a hundred years ago."

Zhuang Yan was noncommittal, but Wang Zhuanjian and Zhao Yang were quite interested, and dragged them to change clothes.

Xie Ning didn't intend to participate, so he found a chair in the rest area and sat down. After a while, he saw Zhuang Yan walking in front of him with a suit of clothes.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I picked a set for you, let's change it up and have a look?"

Xie Ning hesitated slightly.

Zhuang Yan: "Feel the costumes of the Republic of China? You have to check the appearance of the protagonist in my movie."

Xie Ning glanced at the clothes in his hand, it looked like a suit, he thought for a while, then reached out to take it: "Okay."

Zhuang Yan chose a white and black-edged suit for him, which included a shirt, vest and tie, and he didn't feel cold when he put it on.

Wang gradually and Zhao Yang were both wearing long robes and mandarin jackets. Xie Ning glanced at them and saw that they were dusty, which didn't suit his aesthetics very well.

Zhuang Yan was the last one to come out, Xie Ning looked up, but was stunned.

He was wearing a military uniform.

Xie Ning's breathing subconsciously paused as a blade-like sharp breath came towards him.

Zhuang Yan's face is three-dimensional and deep, with well-defined outlines, and there is a sharp and compelling temperament when wearing a windbreaker.

After changing into the military uniform, the straight shoulders, the lean waist, the straight long legs... the handsome eyebrows and eyes exude infinite charm under this attire, and every move has a strong aggressiveness.

Strong aura, bursting hormones, impeccably handsome!

Xie Ning couldn't help but let out a "Fuck" deep in his heart.

It was like a deer was hiding in my heart, beating non-stop.

"You're so fucking handsome." Zhao Yang was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but swear, "You're still wearing military uniforms, how can we live?"

Wang gradually lowered his head and looked at the robe on his body. The more he looked at it, the more unpleasant it became: "Brother, you are hanging up. I didn't even know that there were military uniforms here. If it doesn't work, I want to change it too."

Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Clothes also depend on the person wearing them. If you wear them..."

Wang gradually became angry: "How do I dress!"

Zhao Yang also said: "Forget it, now it can be said that he relies on his clothes. If you are still being compared if you are wearing military uniforms, then there is really no excuse."

Wang gradually: "..."

Zhuang Yan ignored them and walked up to Xie Ning.

Xie Ning stared at him blankly.

"It looks good." Zhuang Yan commented, "My eyesight is really good. You wear this suit, which is exquisite and charming, like a young master from an aristocratic family."

He stretched out his hand while talking, and straightened the bow tie around Xie Ning's neck.

Xie Ning blinked, his face slowly turned red.

"You too," he said, "beautiful."

The corners of Zhuang Yan's lips curled up: "That's natural."

Xie Ning: "..." This person is still as narcissistic as ever.

Wearing all kinds of old-fashioned costumes, a group of people lined up to get on the tram, which really has a bit of the charm of the Republic of China.

When Zhuang Yan sat down next to him, Xie Ning's breathing paused for a few seconds, then he turned slightly sideways, lying by the window, pretending to look at various time-honored shops on both sides of the street.

Zhuang Yan's momentum was too strong.

He, he dare not look directly at all now.

Seeing him lying on his stomach, Zhuang Yan couldn't help becoming nervous: "Uncomfortable? Is it uncomfortable to ride in a car?"

Xie Nin shook his head.

The tram wobbled forward, and the people on the car swayed along with it. Zhuang Yan sat close, and his thigh bumped against him from time to time, sticking to his through the trousers.

The fabric of the military uniform was not very thick, and the scorching heat from the heels of his legs made Xie Ning's face burn even more.

He wanted to twist his body uncomfortably, but he was afraid that this movement would be too deliberate and Zhuang Yan would notice something.

He thought his face must be very red.

Because Zhuang Yan raised his hand and put it on his forehead, then took it back doubtfully after a while: "It's not very hot, I don't have a fever."

Xie Ning whispered, "I'm not uncomfortable."

Zhuang Yan lazily responded, and then said: "If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me. The next schedule will be very tight, and there are too many places to see. I will try to adjust the time more loosely. After finishing one place, at least Let you rest for the night."

Xie Ning hurriedly said, "There's no need to make adjustments for me, just follow your plan."

Zhuang Yan turned his head and smiled lightly: "I'm not doing this for you, but for myself."

Xie Ning was puzzled: "Are you not feeling well?"

Zhuang Yan smiled, and said slowly: "If you get sick after tossing about, I will die of heartache."

Xie Ning: "..."

Zhuang Yan saw that his head was turned away, and he stopped talking. Knowing that he was shy, he changed the subject and said, "Actually, there are rickshaws here. I planned to ride in one with you, but unfortunately the rickshaw is too small and can only accommodate An adult."

His tone was regretful, and Xie Ning imagined the scene of him and Zhuang Yan huddled in a rickshaw.

The rickshaw was not spacious enough, and two big men would sit close together, with most of their bodies sticking together.

The man in the military uniform had his hands behind his back, as if he was holding the young master in his arms.

Occasionally, the wheels hit the stones, the car body shook, the young master's body tilted slightly, and the whole body crashed into the chest of the man in military uniform.

……

As he was thinking about it, Zhuang Yan said regretfully, "Later, I thought about it. I should first ask the rickshaw driver if he can agree to let you sit on my lap."

"..."

Xie Ning's face suddenly turned red.

Zhuang Yan moved his head closer and smiled, "Now I realize that your face is not feverish, but blushing from embarrassment."

Xie Ning moved to the side like an electric shock, far away from his thigh.

Zhuang Yan laughed: "Why are you hiding, I didn't let you sit on my lap right now."

Xie Ning was red from face to neck: "Then why did you say it!"

Zhuang Yan smiled casually: "I can't actually sit still, and I can't even talk about enjoying myself?"

He stretched out his hand to pull Xie Ning back, but unexpectedly the tram stopped just at this moment, and Xie Ning was pulled onto Zhuang Yan due to inertia.

The young master just fell into his arms.

Zhuang Yan subconsciously embraced his waist, and held him firmly in his chest with his arms to prevent him from falling.

Xie Ning's hand happened to be propped on his chest, and he could feel the strong muscles under the military uniform through the cloth that wasn't thick enough.

The whole body was filled with Zhuang Yan's hormonal masculine aura, and Xie Ning's mind went blank for an instant.

Zhuang Yan's idea of ​​sitting on the lap didn't come true, but Xie Ning's idea of ​​sitting on his thighs came true by accident.

The author has something to say: Xie Young Master Ning: (brain supplement) Hugs at best.

Zhuang·Da Warlord·Yan: (brain fill) Sit on your lap.

Facts have proved that Zhuangzhuang is more coquettish than Naobu.

but!Ning Ning's brain can be realized!

Is the play of Great Warlord X Young Master particularly interesting?

After hesitating for a while whether Ning Ning should wear the school uniform of the Republic of China or a suit, he finally wanted Ning Ning to be a young master.

Ning Ning should be a delicate young master who is loved by thousands of people~

I haven’t been to Hengdian, but I’ve been to other Minguo cities. Dress up + tram + the plot to be written tomorrow are all items in the Minguo city I went to plus a little bit of nonsense. Don't count.

I haven't solved Hengdian in 4000 words in this chapter, what happened! ! !