Bad traffic [entertainment circle]

Ji Jiayi glared at Song Yishang, who raised his head and secretly kissed him.

Song Yishang wanted to secretly kiss him a second time, but Ji Jiayi pressed his shoulders down. Song Yishang refused to accept and tried to struggle. Ji Jiayi leaned down and took the initiative to kiss.

The two immediately rolled together, the room was full of strong lust, the world outside the window was quiet, the sky was covered with snow, and there were only sporadic lights left in the city. Among them, in a certain lit window, there were two figures sticking together.

I don't know why the air is getting thinner, Ji Jiayi pushed Song Yishang away, adjusted his breath, Song Yishang lay his arm on his pillow, and looked at him affectionately: "Shall I stay tonight?"

Without saying a word, Ji Jiayi lifted Song Yishang from the bed, and half pushed and half protected him to the door: "Good night, see you tomorrow."

There were still two clusters of small flames shining in Song Yishang's eyes, Ji Jiayi covered his mouth, pushed him out of the door, said again: "Good night, see you tomorrow." Then he closed the door and locked it.

Song Yishang was locked outside, and knocked lightly on the door a few times, but no one answered, and he gave up contentedly.He pursed his lips, picked up his room card in his mouth, and walked briskly back to his room.

Ji Jiayi was the only one left in the room, and after leaving the doorknob, he felt that his steps were very light, as if he could fall to the ground at any time.

The room was warm and pleasant, with snowflakes flying outside the window, Ji Jiayi was covered with a thin quilt, lying on his side on the bed, all the lights were extinguished, and only the bright moon was left, giving people infinite reverie.

Ji Jiayi touched his lips with his hand, closed his eyes, his brows furrowed for a while, then stretched for a while, almost a sleepless night.

The next morning when I arrived at the set, Ji Jiayi came very early. Song Yishang waited for a long time at the entrance of the hotel but Ji Jiayi didn't arrive. When he inquired, the other party had already left.

Early in the morning, the crew was noisy, and everyone was caught up in the busy preparations. Ji Jiayi wore a mask in the morning and directed the scene in an orderly manner. Song Yishang tried to interrupt several times but couldn't get in.

The time was finally given to Song Yi, but it was not for him alone, Ji Jiayi was giving a play to a group of people.Usually at this time Song Yishang would not interrupt at all, he would just listen silently, but today he was rarely lively.

"Director, why didn't you wait for me in the morning?"

"Director, why are you wearing a mask?"

"The director sees that your complexion is not very good, did you stay up late last night?"

Song Yishang asked one question after another, everyone around felt that he was talking too much today, not at all Song Yishang, Ji Jiayi stared at him, took off his mask, and threw it into his pocket, it was silent respond.

Song Yishang squinted and said, "So you're fine, I thought it was because of last night..."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Ji Jiayi suddenly coughed violently, staring at Song Yishang while coughing.

Song Yi raised his eyes, coughed deliberately, and pretended to be serious: "What did you just say, what should we pay attention to when we act here?"

Ji Jiayi was speechless.

The people around were stunned, but everyone was respectable, except that they didn't understand why Song Yishang was in such a good mood today, they didn't know anything else.

When Song Yishang used to look at Ji Jiayi, he either took a sneak peek or used various banners. Today, his eyes are very bare. Naked. Naked. From time to time, Ji Jiayi noticed the eager gaze on his body, and occasionally glanced at the source When he was young, Song Yishang generously sent radio waves of love to him.

Ji Jiayi subconsciously wants to cough again, even if his throat is not sick, Song Yishang still makes him sick.

After filming a scene, the assistant director, who had been busy all morning, was finally able to catch his breath. He held a thermos cup and put one arm on Ji Jiayi's shoulder to chat.

Song Yishang sighed when he saw this scene, he took the script and walked over, he lifted the assistant director's hand lightly, naturally and unobtrusively, he lowered his head and asked Ji Jiayi: "What are you looking at, Is it a script? Coincidentally, I'm watching it too, let's discuss it?"

Song Yishang was sandwiched between the assistant director and Ji Jiayi, and separated the two. The assistant director was squeezed by him and patted him on the back: "What are you doing here? Is there any business?"

Song Yishang turned his head: "Yes, it's very important, why don't you go to another place to rest and come back later?"

The assistant director looked helpless: "Okay."

Unexpectedly, after a while, Song Yishang felt someone patting him on the back again, and he turned his head to find that it was the assistant director.

Song Yishang: "Aren't you leaving? Why, there is something else?"

The assistant director pointed to his arm: "I want to leave, why don't you let go first?"

Song Yishang immediately let go of his hand, the assistant director gave him a strange look, and left.

Not far away, Fang Hanyuan saw this scene, grabbed Qian Yu who was passing by and asked, "Is there any happy event for Song Yi? I feel that he is in a particularly good mood today, and his whole body is shining brightly."

Just as Qian Yu came back from the outside, he was still shivering from the cold. He glanced at Song Yishang and Ji Jiayi, shook his head and said, "I don't know, maybe there is a big progress between the two of them."

Fang Hanyuan became interested: "What major progress?"

Qian Yu glanced at Fang Hanyuan vigilantly: "Are you playing tricks on me again? Sorry, I really don't know, but you should understand if you are smart and experienced."

Qian Yu deliberately emphasized the tone of the words "smart and experienced". Fang Hanyuan smiled wryly, seeing that Qian Yu was still shaking and his fingers were red, he couldn't help burying him: "You didn't want the hand warmer before, but now you know it's cold. right?"

Qian Yu retracted his hands into his sleeves again, but he still didn't fully retract them. He also insisted on the previous point: "Those are given to you by fans, I can't use them, and your fans will kill me if I use them." Yes, if it is completely your own, then you can consider it, but even if it is yours, I will not..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Hanyuan stuffed his hand into his coat pocket. Fang Hanyuan unwrapped an energy bar and said, "How about this hand warmer? It's completely mine."

Qian Yu's hands were in Fang Hanyuan's pockets, and he didn't dare to move, but he could feel that besides his hands, there were a bunch of keys and a card in the pockets.

The hand gradually warmed up in the warm pocket, the blood was flowing smoothly, and the five fingers were stretched. Qian Yu was stunned for a while, then suddenly pulled out his hand, and looked around cautiously, like a thief.

Fang Hanyuan said while biting the food: "You're not cold so soon? I'm fine, you can leave it for a while longer."

"It can't be like this anymore." Qian Yu said to him.

"What are you afraid of?" Fang Hanyuan smiled, "What are you looking around? No one will eat you, isn't it just putting your hands in my pockets to keep warm?"

"No." Qian Yu directly refused, "The influence is not good."

Fang Hanyuan laughed again: "Where does the frankness come from? You must have been spoiled by Song Yishang, but I think your brother is quite brave."

Qian Yu clasped his hands, his palms were sweaty with tension, and the psychological construction that had lasted for several days also collapsed at this moment. Fang Hanyuan was magnanimous, but he was not magnanimous.

The change in his attitude towards Fang Hanyuan began on the night of Song Yishang's birthday party. Since then, Fang Hanyuan has been different from the previous Fang Hanyuan in his eyes.The reason for the difference is that Qian Yu suddenly realized that Fang Hanyuan was not flirting with him as he imagined, but he cared about Fang Hanyuan, Fang Hanyuan's behavior was fake, and his wishful thinking was true.

Before I knew it, I had already waded into muddy water.This was something he had never thought of, and it was something he hadn't expected.Every time Fang Hanyuan teases, every time he plays a rascal, from late summer to winter snow, from anger to enjoyment, he should have known that such a day would come.

He just didn't know that the other party didn't take it seriously at all, and the other party only regarded him as a straight man.

During the night when Assistant Qian spent his whole life suffering from insomnia because of love, he even thought about whether he could tell Fang Hanyuan that he was not a straight man, so would he still have a chance?However, this plan was rejected by himself in the end. He didn't want to humiliate himself. He and Fang Hanyuan obviously didn't deserve anything.

One is a superstar and the other is an unknown little assistant. How is it possible?Fang Hanyuan is so handsome, handsome and flirtatious, and has a good personality. The person who is worthy of him is definitely not a coward like himself. If he takes the initiative to confess his love to Fang Hanyuan, he will probably be laughed at for the rest of his life. It won't do it.Besides, Fang Hanyuan was the one who teased him and cared about him in the first place. It was obviously Fang Hanyuan who started the fire. Why should he be given the reputation of an arsonist?

Qian Yu was so worried that he couldn't even eat well, he pushed Fang Hanyuan away, and gave him a supercilious look, but his heart was bleeding.

With tears in his eyes, Qian Yu told himself: meet less, work more, there is no grass anywhere in the world, why unrequited love for a bastard?

After the assistant director left, Song Yishang sat upright beside Ji Jiayi. Half of Ji Jiayi's face was almost underestimated by his eager eyes. Listen."

Song Yishang hid his script behind his back, tilted his head and said, "Let's have supper together at night?"

Ji Jiayi looked up at him: "What else?"

Song Yishang shook his head sincerely: "That's it."

Ji Jiayi said angrily: "I won't go. I'm too busy now, and if you want to eat, I'll ask someone to buy it and deliver it here so we can eat together."

Song Yishang took a deep breath: "I don't want to eat anything, I just want to eat with you, it doesn't matter what you eat, the important thing is to eat with you, with our current relationship, isn't it only natural for us to eat together ?"

"Our current relationship?" Ji Jiayi frowned, "What is our current relationship?"

Song Yishang smiled and sighed, he leaned towards Ji Jiayi, and whispered into the director's ear, "You're still so duplicity, you couldn't take advantage of your boyfriend last night, right?"

Ji Jiayi's ears turned red, but he didn't want to be outdone and asked: "Is it a couple after kissing?"

"Of course not." Song Yishang replied, "But you bit me through last night."

There was a lot of noise around here, but it was strangely quiet here. In the end, the big director said: "What do you want to eat, I'll go and book a private room."