Super A actor is also fighting with the director today

Although the polar night has not yet entered, country D has also entered the aurora season in early October. The two of them booked the hotel two months in advance, and they have more time to spare, so they won't be in a hurry when it's time to leave.

Only Di Lang knew about Wen Hong going to Country D with Wen Cang. The two fathers and sisters also only said that they wanted to relax and go out to play after work. The two assistants came out of the blue and were told to take a month off. , the two cats were also sent to Yi Yuan and Shen Jingyan for raising.

As soon as I got off the plane, I could feel the oncoming cold air, which was particularly pleasant compared to the heat in City A at this time.

This was only the first day of the trip, and the two of them were not in a hurry to go to various scenic spots. They went directly to the hotel they had booked to check in. The room was a luxury suite, but Director Wen Da’s assistant made a conscious effort to make the reservation. The sleeping room was changed to a big bed room.

Wen Hong sat on the edge of the bed and looked around, raised his eyebrows and looked at Wen Cang who was putting the luggage for the two of them, and said with a smile: "Director Wen Da seems to have other ideas."

When they returned from Wen Hong's house that day, they didn't meet much. Wen Hong was busy with the announcement in July and August, and almost forgot that he had a director boyfriend. I had a phone call with Wen Cang before going to bed, and then I spent a week re-shooting the brand's advertising materials and negotiating the company's contract.

"What's 'also'?" Wen Cang, of course, knew it well when the assistant booked the hotel, and walked up to Wen Hong without hiding it.

"It's just..." Wen Hong's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and his eyes shone with warm light. He raised his hand and grabbed Wen Cang's collar, and pulled the person towards him, forcing him to lower his head, and took the initiative to go up to him and kiss him on the lips. He said, "I don't mean to have any plans."

Wen Cang held his wrist, put his right hand on the back of Wen Hong's head, and pressed him on the bed to deepen the kiss.

With the experience of last time, Wen Hong didn't want to tease him like he didn't want money anymore, and quickly broke away before the momentum became uncontrollable. Wen Cang squeezed his hand and pushed his shoulder to separate the two. Distance, blinked and said: "I'm hungry, let's go out for lunch."

Wen Cang took a breath, leaned over and bit his lower lip as punishment before letting him go and straightened up: "It's only three things, this counts as the third time."

"Why is it the third time?" Wen Hong jumped up from the bed, put on his coat and put his hands in his pockets and walked out together with him.

Wen Cang didn't answer, but turned his head and looked at him meaningfully for a moment, then raised his hand to tighten the neckline.

——On the previous day in Jiangbin Jiayuan, Wen Hong deliberately flirted three or four times, but Wen Cang still ordered him to clean up.

"Then it should be cleared and counted again." Wen Hong thought of the pile of sheets and quilts that Director Wen Da had to take down for washing.

"Huh?" Wen Cang turned to look at him.

Wen Hong met his gaze, and the man who knew current affairs licked his lips for Junjie and said, "It's nothing."

There was no itinerary for the first day in country D. After dinner, the two wandered along the street all the way back. There is heating in the hotel, so you won’t feel cold if you only wear one piece. We nestled on the sofa and watched a movie all afternoon. .

"Lying down and watching will hurt your eyes." Wen Cang looked down at the person who was pillowed on his lap, and naturally shook his hand and placed it in his palm.

"Yeah," Wen Hong perfunctoryed him with a serious expression, and raised Wen Cang's chin with his other free hand to make him look at the screen, "Look at you, don't worry about me."

Wen Cang didn't say anything more, just lowered his head slightly and kissed his fingertips.

"We haven't seen each other for two months, why are you so familiar all of a sudden?" Wen Hong yawned, the fingertips drawn from his chin brushed his Adam's apple intentionally or unintentionally, and lazily withdrew his hand.

"I can learn a little bit from you, don't you think so?" Wen Cang casually mentioned the name of a character in an idol drama that Wen Hong had participated in before.

Wen Hong was stunned for a moment, and unexpectedly raised half of his brows: "The dramas filmed five or six years ago, you can actually find out and watch them. Director Wen Da looks at those dramas that obviously don't catch your eyes, and doesn't feel hot." ?"

"Indeed, I wouldn't click on it normally," Wen Cang nodded, and said solemnly, "So I would like to thank your fans for making your solo cut, which made the show a little less shabby."

Wen Hong half-closed his eyes and laughed silently, and the hand held in Wen Cang's palm moved, pulling his fingers and gently pinching.

Halfway through seeing Wen Hong, he fell asleep on Wen Cang's lap—although he hasn't been in a filming group for the past two months, he is still working, and he doesn't get a good rest. Once he relaxes completely, he will A thick roll of tiredness hit him.

When young couples go out to watch a movie together, they often have disputes because of another person's inattention. For a professional filmmaker like Director Wen Da, this kind of displeasure seems to be even worse, but he looked down at the pregnant woman. The peaceful face of the man in deep sleep, but he only felt a kind of comfort that he had never felt before.

He no longer focuses on the analysis of the shooting technique and presentation of the film from various angles, nor tries to sum up certain skills and methods that need to be noticed when working.

Breaking away from the familiar state and working life is a very strange feeling, but it is not surprising that he also adapts very quickly.

This is a waste of time, meaningless, but at this moment, at this moment, he is willing to abandon all his arrogant pursuits, forget the original purpose of his career, and spend time with this person in his arms.

When Wen Hong woke up, the sky outside the window had already darkened, and there was a clip of an unknown movie on the screen. He was covered with a soft blanket that Wen Cang had covered him at some time, and he was always in his arms. People who have changed their positions also leaned on the sofa and fell into a light sleep.

Director Wen Da had a solemn face even in his sleep, Wen Hong moved lightly, stood up quietly and approached Wen Cang, his eyes traced his face inch by inch.

He has a handsome face no less than any Alpha star in the circle, but because of his unsmiling and dignified aura, people always forget that he has a good skin, and only remember his sternness.

After communicating with Wen Hong, he didn't often smile when he was alone with Wen Hong, but the frost-like aura on his body melted away, and he rarely took the initiative to make any intimate moves with Wen Hong, but he always saw other people When someone had intimate contact with Wen Hong, he pretended to be casually standing beside Wen Hong, awkwardly trying to find some excuses that seemed fair and aboveboard to separate others from Wen Hong, and calmly showed his jealousy with actions .

Wen Hong thought of Fang Jinyan, who was replaced by him to refuse the wine before, and couldn't help but curled up his lips. With his hands resting on the edge of the sofa back, he leaned over slightly and kissed Wen Cang's lips lightly.

It was only seven o'clock after dinner, and the brisk and bright notes of folk music wafted from the bars along the street. Watching the aurora is also a matter of luck. This is just a new day, and the two are not in a hurry.

The two sat in the corner of the bar, quietly listening to the stories of the customers or bosses in the store, but the foreign language spoken by the locals already had their own accent, and Wen Hong could not understand it. Fang Wencang whispered a few words in his ear to translate.

"You can understand?" Wen Hong touched his shoulders with him, and after hearing Wen Cang's translation, he turned to look at him curiously, his eyes were full of tiny light, extremely beautiful.

"Yeah." Wen Cang couldn't help but raised his hand and gently rubbed the ends of his slender eyes with his fingertips, "My mother has friends from country D, and she stayed with her for a period of vacation when I was young. She is cooperating with the senior from country D, and the senior will chat with me after work, and it will take a long time. I can understand everything, but even after such a long time, I should not be able to talk much."

Wen Hong nodded, took a sip from the wine glass, and looked at the storyteller seriously.

Perhaps it was because of the tourist season, when the two walked back, there seemed to be more people on the street than when they came during the day. coming singing.

The two walked a little far when they came out, and they walked for a long time on the way back, like a walk, but they didn't feel tired at all. Wen Hong clasped his palms together and let out a breath of steam, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief: " It's been a long time since I've walked the streets so unsteadily."

All well-known artists in China are either in the car rushing to the event set, or wearing masks, sunglasses and peaked caps, and fully armed, rushing past places where there are few people, and Wen Hong is no exception.

"Actually, I've always been thinking that celebrities always wear sunglasses and masks wherever they go. Isn't it obvious that people will notice themselves?" The night is much colder than the day, and Wen Hong only put on a windbreaker over his shirt when he came out. At this time, he felt a chill, and walked two steps in a skip, Wen Cang caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, hesitated for a while, but stretched out his hand to hold Wen Hong's and wrapped it in his own palm to warm his hand.

Wen Hong's lips curled into a smile, and he turned around and blinked at him unexpectedly: "Your hands are so warm."

Omega is naturally cold-blooded, Alpha is much better, Wen Cang Bobo calmly said "um", and held his hand tighter.

This is the first time for the two of them to sleep on the same bed. When Wen Hong came out of the shower, he saw Director Wen Da who was trying to suppress the beautiful thoughts in his heart but was a little hesitant. They broke up, kicked off the slippers, went to bed, lifted the quilt, sat across Wen Cang's body in one go, put his hands on his shoulders and asked him with a smile, "What? Are you afraid I'll eat you?"

Director Wen Da, who originally wanted to respect Wen Hong's wishes and didn't want Alpha's strong desire to make Wen Hong feel uncomfortable beyond his own control in such intimate matters, sighed lowly.

——Wen Hong is really ignorant of good and bad in some unspeakable aspects.

He raised his hand to turn off the light in the room, stretched one hand into the bathrobe along Wen Hong's naked thighs straddling his body, and stroked Wen Hong's naked thighs, and put his other hand around the waist of the man and put his arms around his light car. He turned over familiarly and pressed the man under him, buried his head and bit his Adam's apple, and there was a bit of hoarseness in his deep voice:

"This is the fourth time, Wen Hong."

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