The actor gnawed the grass beside the nest

"breathe."

"Eh?" Luo Miao was a little dizzy.

As the two got closer, he seemed to smell the unique scent of peppermint tobacco on Yingdi Song's body again. This smell was like an anesthetic to him. When he smelled it, his mind became dull and drowsy.

Song Shengze rubbed his fingers through the cloth. He had just washed his hands with well water, and the temperature on his palms was a little cold, while the boy's lower abdomen was warm. The moment he put it on, he clearly felt the other person's body tremble slightly. What is it? I didn't dare to run away, so cute...

"I let you breathe." Song Yingdi raised his eyes and looked at the little assistant who had lost the ability to breathe, "Is it uncomfortable to hold it? Huh?"

"Ah, yes..." Being caught by the other party's gaze, Luo Miao felt a tingling sensation in her heart, as if she had been severely shocked, and subconsciously took a breath.

Song Shengze shook his head: "No."

Everyone in Luo Miao was dumbfounded, he didn't know what Song Shengze said was wrong, he could only feel the coolness of his big hand pressing on his lower abdomen, slowly exerting pressure...

It was as if a fire was ignited under the lower abdomen...

Fortunately, Actor Song quickly let go of his little assistant who was about to ignite spontaneously: "Your breathing is wrong, and it will affect your pronunciation."

The coolness on the lower abdomen disappeared, Luo Miao was a little at a loss, and there was also some complaints of dissatisfaction. She turned her eyes away and muttered: "Breathe...how can I breathe..."

In the next second, Luo Miao's eyes suddenly widened.

His hands were taken, and Song Shengze put them on his waist.

The man's magnetic voice was a little hoarse: "Feel it for yourself."

Luo Miao was about to collapse, her heartbeat was in a mess, and she couldn't feel anything, her fingertips were shaking.

"Pfft~" Song Shengze suddenly laughed, "What are you doing? Scratch me? Little hands are pretty good at teasing, even those who are not afraid of tickles will laugh at you."

Having said that, Luo Miao is even worse. What do you mean by being able to flirt with little hands? !Brother Ze, what are you doing? ! !

Song Shengze straightened his voice: "Okay, I won't tease you, put your hands down, and feel seriously, brother's abs are not touched by everyone, you have taken advantage of it."

It's a big advantage... the male god's body...

With a blushing face, Luo Miao put her hand on her actor's body for a while, then suddenly raised her head to look at actor Song: "Hey??"

"Feel it? It's different." Song Shengze pulled the boy's hands away from his abdomen, and put them around his waist, "Here... feel it too."

Luo Miao will calm down now, hold back her shy emotions, and put both hands on Song Shengze's flanks and psoas muscles to savor carefully.

Really different!

He found that the changes in Song Shengze's waist and abdomen were different from his when he breathed. He sucked in his abdomen when he inhaled, and relaxed his abdomen when he exhaled, while Song Shengze was completely opposite. When he inhaled, his waistline stretched, and when he exhaled, his waist and abdomen contracted.

"That's diaphragmatic breathing."

Seeing that he understood, Song Shengze further explained: "There is a diaphragm in the middle of the human abdominal cavity, which puts the heart and lungs on top. When you exhale as much air as possible, the abdomen will automatically contract. This is because the diaphragm continues to actively lift the lungs. Pushing up does not require abdominal force, the abdominal muscles should be naturally relaxed."

"Using this breathing method can help you open your voice." He pressed his hands that were a circle smaller than himself from left to right. Practice it over and over again, and it will get better after you get used to it.”

Luo Miao wasn't ashamed at first, but now Song Shengze held both hands down, and he was a little bit uncomfortable...

Brother Ze's hands seem to be much bigger than his, and they are also very strong...

He felt that his palm was pressed tightly against the opponent's muscles, this is his male god, he actually touched it, and touched it for so long...

No no no!Brother Ze taught him so earnestly, how could he be obsessed with wild thoughts...

Luo Miao shook her head, swallowed her saliva, tried her best to ignore the elasticity and body temperature of her subordinates, and focused on studying as much as possible.

Song Shengze was taller than Luo Miao, the little assistant lowered his head, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his ears were red.

Song Dayingdi was in a good mood, very satisfied with his boundless charm, he pushed his cheek with the tip of his tongue wickedly, and raised the corners of his mouth where the little assistant couldn't see.

"Why keep your head down?" Song Yingdi pretended to be dissatisfied, "Have you listened to what I told you?"

"Listen!" Luo Miao hurriedly raised her face, met the deep eyes of her actor, and quickly looked away.

Song Shengze watched the little assistant's back and neck slowly turn red, chuckled a few times, and Luo Miao could feel the waist and abdomen muscles twitching under the palm of his hand.

"Little boy, are you sorry? Shy?"

Song Shengze patted his chin in embarrassment: "Why? Don't you look at my face every day, aren't you used to it?"

It's not a matter of habit at all, is it...

As soon as Song Shengze let go of his hands, Luo Miao hurriedly withdrew his hand, with the other's body temperature still in his palm, he turned his hands behind his back and shook them lightly, as if he wanted to keep something.

Song Shengze didn't tease him either, and Shi Shiran continued to teach: "When we make a sound, the sound resonates through the various cavities in our body, so we must learn to use the strength of the dantian to make a sound while cooperating with breathing, so that the air flow can trigger the maximum cavity resonance."

"How to make Dantian sound?" Luo Miao blinked, not quite understanding.

"Practice with the breathing method..."

Song Shengze originally wanted to say more practice is enough, but at a glance, he saw his little assistant pressing his belly stupidly, as if he was looking for the position of his dantian.

Song Shengze's chest was shrunk by Luo Miao's dumbfounded appearance, he changed the topic, and said casually: "I just found out, your abdominal muscles are too loose, haven't you exercised for a long time?"

Luo Miao nodded honestly, and said embarrassedly: "Well, I don't like sports very much."

"This won't work. If you don't exercise your muscles, how can you make a good voice? Even if I lose weight, it will only make the muscle layer thinner and not softer. How can a man have no strength in his waist? Yes. Bar?"

Song Shengze glanced at the little assistant playfully, and directly gave the order: "From today on, do exercise with me, run, do sit-ups and so on, and focus on exercising your abdominal muscles."

"……it is good."

The little assistant who didn't like sports instinctively wanted to refuse, but when he thought that Song Yingdi was so busy and taught him so sincerely, he obediently complied.

Moreover, it is exciting to think about being able to exercise with the male god, so what's the point of sweating?Come on, Luo Xiaomiao!

As long as he can be with Song Shengze, let alone do some exercise, he is willing to go to the mountain of swords!

Luo Miao secretly cheered herself up in her heart, and took Song Miaomiao into the kitchen to work on dinner.

As naive as he is, I really didn't expect that the exercise that the male god asked him to do would make people... shame...

"What are you doing in a daze, do it, it's boring?"

Song Shengze was baffled, as soon as the little boy lay down, he turned red like a cooked dead shrimp, remained motionless, scalding hot.

"..." Luo Miao tried to bargain with Song Shengze, "Brother Ze, I can do it myself..."

Obviously sit-ups can be done by one person, but for some reason, Song Shengze insisted on helping him hold his feet like middle school students in physical examination, and let him lie on this big pear wood bed...

Just now, under the urging of Song Shengze, he reluctantly tried it out, and found that as soon as he sat up, the distance between the two of them would be very close. What was even more unbearable was that as soon as he moved, the bed would make a "creak" sound. , the red bed curtain will still shake...

This posture, this angle, it seems that he is being pressed under Ze Ge...

Luo Miao felt that her brain was congested and swollen, and she lost her ability to think.

"No, just do this," Song Shengze glanced at Luo Miao, and said calmly, "This posture is standard."

Originally, he didn't think about it, but looking at the assistant's flushed face, Song Yingdi inexplicably had some evil thoughts of wanting to bully others.

"Hurry up." Song Shengze urged, "Hurry up and go to bed, you have to get up early to film tomorrow."

Luo Miao didn't dare to delay Song Shengze's rest time. After being urged by Song Shengze, he couldn't control so much. He closed his eyes, pursed his mouth, put his hands on his head, exerted strength in his waist and abdomen, and began to silently count in his heart, 1, 2, 3, 4...

Song Shengze was originally cheerful looking at the little assistant who didn't like sports doing sit-ups with a sad face, satisfying the perverted pleasure of bullying a small animal.

But looking at it, Song Dayingdi couldn't laugh anymore...

The boy was doing sit-ups up and down earnestly. I don’t know if his palm-sized face was flushed because of exercise. He closed his eyes tightly, his slender eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyelids, and his ruddy lips were pursed. a line.

Because of the posture, the hem of the T-shirt was slowly lifted up during the exercise, revealing a thin waist, milky white skin, and a round and small belly button can be vaguely seen...

After all, he is a boy, and no matter how much he doesn't like sports, he can still do dozens of sit-ups at once. Luo Miao does it seriously with her eyes closed, and Song Yingdi opens her eyes to watch steadily.

Inadvertent seduction is the most irresistible, and careless attraction is even more irresistible.

Song Yingdi couldn't explain his current behavior, but he really couldn't move his eyes away. No matter whether the other party was sitting up or lying down, every movement seemed to add firewood to Song Dayingdi's heart, and a fire burst out of his body. Where you can't see it, it burns more and more...

"... 100, huh... I'm done..."

Luo Miao was shy at first, but then she focused on exercising as she did it. She managed to survive a hundred, eager to ask for rewards, and suffocated when she opened her eyes.

He is so close to Song Yingdi... so close that he can only see the other party's unfathomable black eyes...

Song Shengze seemed to be leaning forward in order to hold him down. When he sat upright like this, the two of them faced each other completely lost the so-called safe distance, almost as long as they stretched their necks a little, they could kiss each other...

Just now he was doing it with his eyes closed, was he so close to Brother Ze every time he sat up straight?

Brother Ze is still looking at him, he dare not move, what should I do...

"Buzzing—"

A mobile phone vibrating sound broke the weird atmosphere between the two.

Song Shengze coughed lightly, turned his eyes away, and stopped staring at the little assistant.

He let go of Luo Miao, fished the phone a little irritably, looked at the contact name, and frowned as if trying to trap a fly, Luo Miao could feel the force with which he slid the phone away.

"Fatty, what are you doing?!" His tone was very aggressive.

The University of Kunming, who kindly called to care about his artists, is at a loss. The actor is... in a bad mood?

Kunpeng adjusted his tone, and asked tentatively, "Oh, Shengze, who messed with you? Are you still too tired? Could it be that Miaomiao can't take care of you?"

"Miaomiao..." Song Shengze glanced at the little assistant whose eye sockets were on the bed, he felt a little better, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Miaomiao is fine."

"That's good, that's good. On my side, things are almost busy. I plan to visit you in a few days."

Kunpeng was careful, thinking that there must be nothing to buy in the undeveloped small water town, so he came here to ask, "Is there anything you need there? Come over when I come in two days."

Song Shengze was talking with his manager, but his eyes fell on the little assistant: "Bring a durian."

Luo Miao: "!"

What's the point of mentioning durians?Could it be that his "I am a durian lover" ID was discovered by Brother Ze? !

Kunpeng also asked: "Why do you bring durian? You can't smell it?"

Song Shengze smiled: "Kids love to eat."

Kunpeng on the other end of the phone asked again: "Then what do you want to bring?"

"...Me?" Song Shengze pondered for a moment, "Bring me something to relieve the fire..."

This day is too dry, so dry that he wants to grab a little assistant to reduce the fire...

Song Shengze: Miaomiao, let's do some exercise!

Luo Miao: No, it's too hot to exercise...

Song Shengze: Good boy, exercise is used to reduce fire.

Luo Miao:?Really?

Mianmian: Don't trust the beasts! ! !

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