The beauty god is forced to love every day

When Yan Qing came to the crew, he happened to see Jin Zeyan in a black ancient costume, with his black hair tied into a ponytail, a silver mask on, and a knife hanging around his waist.

The black ancient costume outlines his tall and straight figure, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. He has muscles when he takes off his clothes, and he has good strength, and his * is also very good.

As I thought about it, I realized that I was thinking in the wrong direction...

He walked to the side and sat under the awning, but his eyes fell on Jin Zeyan. Every move he made was pleasing to the eye.

The eyes through the mask were sharp and deep, with a sense of nobility and unruliness, which was completely in line with Xiao Chiyan's character.

It's just that the person acting opposite him seems a bit of an eyesore. He's wearing a white Taoist robe and carrying a peach wood sword. There's nothing wrong with the costumes and props.

He looks very youthful, but he lacks arrogance, and he can't keep up with the acting. It looks too stiff, and the director had to shout "click, click" several times.

It's June or July now, and it's very hot, not to mention that we have to wear so many clothes and the fighting scenes are repeated over and over again.

Even machines need to rest and dissipate heat, let alone humans.

He looked at Jin Zeyan's forehead which was covered in sweat, his hair was soaked, and crystal clear beads of sweat were dripping down his chin.

Although Chen Yu on the opposite side was also very anxious, his state was not right and the two of them were completely on different channels.

Just like what people say online, there is no CP feeling.

Seeing that the effect the director wanted was not achieved, we paused the filming and prepared to shoot other things first.

Upon seeing this, Yan Qing told his assistant to call Jin Zeyan to his office and inform the director.

Jin Zeyan was called down by the director and told to go find Mr. Yan, saying that he had something to tell him. Although he was very confused, he didn't say anything.

Instead, go with the assistant.

Lin Chen knocked on the door, "Boss, Mr. Jin is here."

A magnetic voice came from inside, "Come in."

Jin Zeyan pushed the door open and walked in. A gust of cold air blew towards him, making him feel very cool. He raised his eyes and saw Yan Qing sitting behind the desk.

The white shirt had two buttons open and the tie was hanging crookedly around his neck, revealing the lewd kiss mark.

He quickly closed the door, walked over, and said stiffly, "I have something to ask you."

But my eyes kept falling on that collarbone, and my mind was filled with thoughts, this was really me who did it, and I didn't know what it felt like to bite it.

He was instantly frightened by his own thoughts and lowered his eyes in panic.

Yan Qing looked up from the computer screen, with silver square-framed glasses perched on the bridge of her nose, looking restrained and elegant.

He closed the computer in front of him and curled his lips slightly towards Jin Zeyan, "It's okay, I just asked you to come and enjoy the air conditioning."

But I have to say that Jin Zeyan looks very good like this, exuding a mysterious and cold temperament, and wearing light makeup.

The peach blossom eyes make him look more romantic, but they are clear and bright inside. Two contradictory temperaments, the unruly and the well-behaved and simple, appear in the same person.

There is no feeling of division at all, but rather they are well integrated.

Jin Zeyan thought about the cool air when he entered the room. It turned out that there was air conditioning here. "Why do you have air conditioning here but not down there?"

Yan Qing leaned back in his chair and pushed his glasses up, "Because I have money!"

Jin Zeyan: “........”

Yan Qing stood up and walked towards Jin Zeyan, almost toe to toe, "If you kiss me, I will find a way to install one in your lounge."

When Jin Zeyan looked at this face, his body couldn't help but feel hot. He lowered his head and looked at that collarbone, which made him even sadder.

He had no memory of being intimate with this person, but his body's reactions could not be lied to, and he just couldn't accept it for the time being.

Finally, he turned his head to the side. "No, it's not good to treat them differently, and it seems that it is forbidden to change the following."

Yan Qing reached out and pinched Jin Zeyan's chin, turned him over, and looked into his eyes. "Are you afraid of me? I won't eat people."

“No…no…” Jin Zeyan was ashamed of the unhealthy thoughts in his mind and didn’t dare to look directly at them, for fear of thinking more.

Yan Qing met his eyes and instantly understood what they meant. He then pressed the man down on the desk and kissed him.

Jin Zeyan froze in place for a moment, but only for a few seconds. He quickly regained his composure with the help of his muscle memory.

He reached out and grasped the back of Yan Qing's head, deepening the kiss.

After the kiss, both of them began breathing heavier, the desire that was within them being self-evident.

But neither of them mentioned it. They just looked at each other, and their eyes collided with stormy waves, which went from surging to gradually calming down, and then to calm as still water.

Yan Qing half leaned on the desk and reached out to hook Jin Zeyan's long ponytail, "What do you want to eat for lunch?"

Jin Zeyan was very close to Yan Qing. Looking at the open collar, he subconsciously reached out to button it. "I'll eat it myself! It's very conspicuous to come here."

“I’m afraid of being misunderstood.”

Yan Qing let him button up his shirt, having been planning to button it for him, "What misunderstanding... I misunderstood that you were being taken advantage of."

"But that's the fact!"

Jin Zeyan was speechless after hearing this. It was indeed a case of being taken advantage of, but it seemed like he was the one who got the upper hand.

Yan Qing simply sat on the desk and raised Jin Zeyan's chin with her hand. "If you don't come at noon, I'll go downstairs to find you."

"You can do it yourself!"

Jin Zeyan looked at him helplessly and sighed softly. He had no choice at all. "Got it, Mr. Yan."

"Why call me Mr. Yan?" Yan Qing stroked the corner of his lips with his thumb, and said in a bewitching and charming voice, "Call me brother."

Jin Zeyan was slightly startled, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. He looked at Yan Qing, and his usually stern face was now tinged with an imperceptible blush.

"Brother..." The voice was a little low and a little unnatural.

"That's right." Yan Qing smiled with satisfaction, and moved slightly closer to Jin Zeyan, with a bit of teasing in her eyes, "Call me like this from now on."

Suddenly, Jin Zeyan's cell phone rang. He reached out to take it, but someone held his hand back. When he raised his eyes, he met the smiling eyes of the culprit.

"Let me answer the phone. Maybe they want to talk to me about something."

"No." Yan Qing acted shamelessly with all his heart, adding a bit of divine power to his hands to ensure that no one could break free.

Jin Zeyan frowned and tried to break free from Yan Qing's hand, but found that he couldn't.

"Let go." There was a hint of annoyance in his tone.

Yan Qing had no intention of letting go. Instead, he raised his lips to a wicked smile and said, "No, unless you call me brother and kiss me again."

Jin Zeyan was helpless. Looking at the phone that kept ringing, he could only speak again: "Brother."

Then she placed a light kiss on Yan Qing's forehead. The kiss was as light as a feather and it made him lose control of himself instantly.

But he still let go and asked Jin Zeyan to answer the phone, probably to tell him to hurry up because it was time to start filming his scenes.

Jin Zeyan said something to Yan Qing and left.