Peek into the light

Xie Shiye felt that sometimes Fu Xu was a little bit bad, of course not in a derogatory sense.

Just like now, when he said he wanted to kiss you before getting in the car, his heart was beating wildly. After getting in the car, when they are in the private space of the two, can they kiss? Of course not, because they may be photographed .

If Zhong Changming knew that they had been photographed on his back just as he was walking, Director Zhong would probably have a cerebral hemorrhage with anger.

So what can't be done, why seduce him.

Fu Xu drove the car out, obviously not looking at him, but looking straight ahead: "What's wrong?"

Xie Shiye said, "I want to kiss you."

"No." Fu Xu refused gently, and said again: "Driving dangerously." The tone was serious and very reasonable.

Xie Shiye rested his mind. He propped his chin with his hands and looked out of the window. His expression was reflected by the window, and he felt a little lonely.

It's not because he couldn't get a kiss, but because when he was at the hot pot restaurant just now, Zhong Changming questioned him, saying what if he was as fussy as Si Nan.

How could he be Si Nan? He would never treat Fu Xu like Si Nan did.

But how to prove it, there is no way to prove it, this problem has no solution.

Is it really necessary to come out in a big way and let Fu Xu suffer a second injury?What about himself, is he really strong enough to face everything without fear?

Even if the relationship with his family had already been bad, he couldn't imagine how he would feel if his father told him to let him die.

Although absolutely reluctant to die.

Before things happen, no one can guarantee that, even if he says a thousand times or ten thousand times that he can, he will protect Fu Xu, it's all nothingness, just like a shallow love word that blows away in the wind.

Xie Shiye felt that he was stupid for worrying about these things, and he was also digging into a dead end, but the unhappiness in his heart could not dissipate.

He let out a long, dull breath, then leaned back on the seat and closed his eyes.

The car stopped slowly, and there seemed to be a traffic accident ahead, and there was a lot of traffic.

The sound of music filled the car, and he heard the sound of a seat belt being undone.

Before he opened his eyes, he felt that his seat was being supported by someone's hand, and a shadow was covering him in front of him. The light tobacco and perfume enveloped him, and it was Fu Xu's coat that covered them both.

In the space formed by the clothes, at a very close distance, the breath is warm, the lips are soft, and there is a whisper like a gentleman asking: "Can I kiss you?"

Before he could agree, Fu Xu kissed him in the dark.

Indulgent and reckless, fierce and tough, easily dispelling all his worries, Fu Xu put his palm on his neck, fingertips lightly touched his neckline, and intertwined lips and teeth until Fu Xu stepped back and looked at him: "Don't Not happy."

Xie Shiye licked his swollen lips: "I'm not happy because I can't kiss you."

Fu Xu let go of him, returned to the driver's seat, and opened his right hand towards him: "Take me."

Xie Shiye couldn't help laughing and said, "Don't take it, you're driving dangerously."

Fu Xu looked at him helplessly, threw his clothes to the back row, and after buckling his seat belt, he ruffled his hair in revenge, almost breaking off the rubber band.

In the end, they held each other. On the way from the elevator to the room, they were holding hands. Xie Shiye wanted to pull Fu Xu into his room, because he was already prepared, and there was that grapefruit flavor hidden in his bedside table. lubricating oil, and a few boxes of sleeves.

He put his arms around Fu Xu's waist and was about to kiss, when the two hugged each other and crashed into the room, they found that the lights in the room were brightly lit.

Yang Yang was wearing an apron, and was turning out of the kitchen of the suite with a bowl of soup: "I'm back, brother Gao asked me to make soup for you..." Yang Yang stared at the posture of the two of them, and weakly spat out the soup from his mouth. The word drink, the word drink is so light that it seems to take a breath.

Xie Shiye let go of Fu Xu, straightened his hair, and calmed down: "We are playing against each other."

Yang Yang still held Tang with a silly expression on his face: "Is it right?"

Xie Shiye: "Well, tomorrow there will be a scene where I fight with him. We were fighting hand to hand just now."

There are indeed. Generally, the shots of filming are not shot according to the development of the plot. They are basically divided into inside and outside the studio. The same scene and different time periods will be shot at the same time.

Yang Yang came over and brought the soup to Xie Shiye, and asked Fu Xu: "Mr. Fu, do you want some soup?"

Fu Xu is the one who is really stable, even if the reasons for his lover's lies are so lame, even if Yang Yang looks shocked and doesn't believe their "play" at all, he still pretends to be calm, he acts like a real match The actor nodded reservedly: "Thank you, I have said too many lines, and I happen to be a little thirsty."

Xie Shiye almost choked, why didn't he realize that Fu Xu had such a talent for funny.

He blushed and suppressed a smile, and his eyes glanced at Fu Xu intermittently. At this moment, holding a bowl with one hand, he appeared in the intersection of the two of their eyes, interrupting their flirting.

Yang Yang: "Mr. Fu, this is yours."

So the passion that should have been stirred up by Tianlei was completely shattered by the fragrance of soup that was like a mother's care.

Yang Yang didn't take off the little floral apron, but seriously flipped through Xie Shiye's script for tomorrow, to check how many hand-to-hand fight scenes the mouths had to stick together.

Xie Shiye put down the soup bowl: "Yangyang, it's getting late, go back to sleep."

"I'm not sleepy, Brother Xie, are you tired? I'll give you a massage later." Yang Yang's eyes were still fixed on the script.

Fu Xu asked back, "Massage?"

Yang Yang finally pulled his eyes out of the script: "Yeah, to be an assistant, you have to learn some unique skills. My essential oil massage skills are very good."

Yang Yang was bragging about himself there, and Xie Shiye had already seen Fu Xu's eyes narrowed slightly. Obviously, the word massage successfully aroused Fu Xu's bad imagination.

Sure enough, Fu Xu asked, "Do you wear clothes?"

Yang Yang looked like you were joking: "Of course you have to take off your clothes, otherwise how can you push essential oils."

Fu Xu put the soup bowl aside and made a moderate noise, Xie Shiye's teeth trembled a little: "Yangyang, I don't need it, you can go."

Yang Yang didn't seem to understand: "No, I still have to wash the dishes. Have you finished drinking? Do you want another bowl?"

Obviously, he didn't want to leave, let alone leave space for these two people.

In fact, Yang Yang didn't know much about Xie Shiye's love life, and Xie Shiye would not tell Yang Yang whether he liked men or women.

So now Yang Yang is suspicious of the actor Fu Xu who came out of the closet, and wants to do something bad to their family Xie Zhinan.

How can that be!This incident fully aroused Yang Yang's desire to protect his star.

Xie Shiye wished he could get together and throw them out.

At this moment, Fu Xu got up and gave Xie Shiye a faint look: "I'll go back first."

Xie Shiye: "..."

After Fu Xu left, Xie Shiye returned to his bedside, and found that the prepared scented candles and mood lights were gone.

He asked, "Where are those things next to my bed?"

Wearing plastic gloves, Yang Yang poked his head out of the kitchen: "I'll put them away for you. Have you been sleeping well lately? I heard that lighting that kind of light will make you dizzy when you sleep. I'll tell you later." Would you like a cup of milk?"

Xie Shiye couldn't bear it anymore, and drove Yang Yang out of the room who hadn't finished washing the dishes.The real masculine man looked aggrieved: "Let's just go, let me finish washing the dishes anyway."

After Yang Yang left, Xie Shiye went back to bed and sent Fu Xu messages on WeChat, but he didn't reply to a few messages.

He went into the kitchen to wash all the remaining dishes, and checked WeChat again, but there was still no news.

Xie Shiye couldn't bear it anymore, he quickly took a shower, took his tools, and headed aggressively to his lover's room.

He had been ready to knock on the door for a long time, but he didn't expect that the door would be opened after just a few knocks, and Fu Xu who had just come out of the bath greeted him.

Fu Xu's pajamas are simple short-sleeved trousers, the skirt is wet with water drops, and his hair is curled around his eyebrows, making his outline even more deep. In the hot and humid mist gushing out of the bathroom, Fu Xu looked out the door with a half-smile Xie Shiye: "What are you doing here?"

Xie Shiye swallowed: "Let me in."

Fu Xu stepped aside, and after Xie Shiye went in, he went straight to the bed and sat down, spreading all the tools on the bed.

He looked at Fu Xu, and Fu Xu looked at the bed, sweeping from the lubricating oil to the condom, and onto Xie Shiye's face.He didn't ask what it was, nor did he ask if Xie Shiye was ready.

Just like every mature adult, you only need to make eye contact to act.

Fu Xu is like a lion that has only entered the courtship period, with great strides and strong aggressiveness. While walking, he grabbed the back collar of the T-shirt and took it off, casually threw it aside, and before Xie Shiye could react, he threw him Pressed on the bed.

Xie Shiye's long hair spread out, and a strand of it hung on his lips. Fu Xu rubbed that strand of hair on his lips: "Massage, take off your clothes? How many times has he seen you?"

Xie Shiye slid his Adam's apple with difficulty: "Are you sure you want to bring this up at this time?"

Fu Xu suddenly laughed presumptuously: "I'm sure, because it determines how many times I want tonight."