How do male gods chase after stars [Rebirth]

How does it feel to wake up and find yourself sharing the same bed with a male god?

excited?

Happy?

Excited?

ashamed?

Yan Lu said it was nothing!

In the first three seconds, he was amazed at this extremely comfortable night and the refreshing present moment; in the last three seconds, he looked up and saw the male god's 360 five-degree side face, and his inner happiness was beyond words; Within three seconds, he began to realize that something was wrong, so his whole body went stiff and his head broke out in cold sweat.

The already impotent brain nerves and inner alarm system reminded him to run away quickly, so he tried to turn over - didn't turn over.

Very good, now I can feel the iron arms that cannot be ignored on both arms, and the things inserted in the space between the legs, and so on... Did the hand on his waist just move? ? ?

He turned his head in horror, and saw that the top of his head was facing the light, and the whole face was rendered soft and comfortable in the morning light. The man's eyelids moved slightly, and then he opened, his pair of black grape-like pupils were also dazzled by the sunlight. Put some bright gold, like a star.Facing him, she suddenly smiled, then lowered her head and moved closer, rubbing against his forehead.

"Good morning--"

Gu Wuxun's voice was originally low and pleasant, but now that he just woke up, he was a little hoarse. When he said "Good morning" to someone's ear, it was like singing a love song. It was extremely sexy.

Yan Lu's face, which was half covered under the quilt and under his chest, was already red and hot, and the heat spread to his whole body, turning him into a natural warm baby. Gu Wuxun felt it immediately, and slowly moved the hand on his waist. Sliding to the shoulder, the voice was still low: "What's wrong with you? It's so hot all of a sudden..."

Yan Lu trembled violently like a catfish that was suddenly thrown into the frying pan, then pushed his hand away forcefully, pulled his foot back, lifted the quilt out of bed quickly, and ran to the door in a few steps , before Gu Wuxun had time to react, he broke through the door and left.

In the early morning when the cold wind hit in September, Director Yan, who was only wearing a loose and short nightgown, curled up in the quilt on his bed, feeling... so cold... so hateful...

And in the room next to him, the tall man lay down on the soft bed again, and the white sheet was not covered again, so half of his body was exposed outside.He stared at the ceiling for a moment, with an inexplicable look on his face. After a long while, he suddenly turned his head and rubbed against another pillow that had lost its temperature a long time ago.

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The start time of the crew was at [-]:[-] in the morning, and Yan Lu took a cup of red bean porridge specially reserved by Aunt Fencai and walked slowly, watching the six roads and listening to all directions, making sure that Gu Wuxun would not appear in his sight.He absent-mindedly responded to the greetings from all kinds of people along the way, but before the porridge cup bottomed out, he still didn't think of a countermeasure.

There was nothing in the cup anymore, so he swept around and saw a trash can in front of him on the right, so he walked over briskly, and just as he threw the cup into the bucket, he was covered by a white gauze curtain. In the room, a woman was surprised and said: "Oh, Wuxun, you are in good condition today, not only your skin, but also your spirit has improved a lot, did you finally fall asleep last night?"

There was no sound of anyone responding, but Yan Lu thought he must have nodded, because after a short period of time, the woman said again: "You must have been insomnia for more than a month, since the filming of "Hunting the Sun", What a crime...why didn't you tell Director Yan? He cares about you so much..."

This time the man responded to her, but it was not what Yan Lu wanted to hear.

He said: "It doesn't matter, it's useless to tell."

Is it useless...?

Yan Lu leaned against the stainless steel trash can, frowned, supported the edge of the bucket with one hand, slowly raised the other hand, and rested it on the tip of his nose, then seemed to think of something, sighed deeply, and walked towards studio.

Indeed, what was the use of telling him?

He can't bear all his pains and tortures instead of him, but on the contrary, he is more of a pressurer, an executioner, forcing him to keep going forward step by step, even if the road ahead is a mountain of knives, It is thorns.He only looked at the starlight that he had witnessed in his previous life, and he kept it in his heart. He used it as a goal to demand Gu Wuxun, but he forgot that once again, everyone has the right to choose again.

The makeup artist applied the last shadow with a soft-bristled brush, looked at his face for a long time, got a vague and impatient look, and finally stopped, holding his heart and exclaiming: "I used to think you look good , I feel that you are getting better and better recently, how can you be so charming with your little eyes and melancholy and irritable demeanor?"

Gu Wuxun didn't even look at her, and straightened the collar of his police uniform. The makeup artist took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of him from a selected angle. When he finally called up the photo album to appreciate it, he suddenly thought of a problem.

"Why do you say...it's useless to tell Director Yan?"

Gu Wuxun paused, slightly tilted his head, his brows furrowed, and he let out a soft "tsk".

He is just an actor, and he can't ask the director to do more for him, and this path was chosen by him from the beginning, and he should bear everything.

Who is Yan Lu, and who is his?Why, share so much for him, care so much for him?

It was still a difficult day for the leading role and the supporting role, but because the director and the leading role seemed to be in a low pressure for no reason, the whole crew panicked. After a day of filming, they didn't even dare to ask Yan Lu to go out for sex.A group of people made an appointment quietly, and then left quietly, the whole hotel was filled with a breath of silence.

And in this overly quiet environment, Yan Lu rarely... suffered from insomnia.

The shallow light in the morning is like an announcement that he has finally been released after serving his sentence, but what follows is a lot of discomfort with the outside world, his head is dizzy, his body is weak, and he is upset about everything he sees.

The make-up artist who came to work with a bag on his heels, looked at him curiously as he passed by, and then sighed: "Director Yan, you haven't had a good rest, it's exactly the same as before Gu Wuxun, but it's a coincidence, yesterday As soon as his condition improved, you committed a crime."

Yan Lu didn't speak, and took a deep breath of the cigarette held between his fingers. The white mist was lingering, but it added a bit of masculinity to this overly delicate man, decadent and full of misery.

The make-up artist resisted the urge to do it, and forced himself to turn his head around. When he saw Gu Wuxun getting down from the RV with a black air around him, he was shocked immediately.

"Gu Wuxun, why did you become like this again! How much powder do I need to cover your dark circles and complexion!!!"

Probably a person like Gu Wuxun deserves to be sidelined by all makeup artists and lighting engineers.

Maybe it was really pissed off. Apart from putting on makeup, the makeup artist for the first time did not sneak around in the lounge, but moved to Yan Lu's side, and kept chanting to him: "Director Yan, look at Gu Wu. Xun." "Director Yan, you must take care of him." "He can't go on like this!" Blablabla...

Annoyed by the reading, and also annoyed by Gu Wuxun's lifeless look, Yan Lu finally responded. The make-up artist was first surprised, then overjoyed, and then returned to a state of worry.

"But Director Yan, do you know how to improve Gu Wuxun's sleep? I know he seemed to sleep quite well the night before, but I don't know why..."

Veins popped up on the back of Yan Lu's hand holding the trumpet, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, and it took a lot of effort for the boss to shout out "Guo——" smoothly.

He knows, why doesn't he know!He was the one who slept on Gu Wuxun's bed the night before yesterday!

After all, they were so merciless and left without saying a word, and it was really difficult to go back.Gu Wuxun locked himself in the room as usual as soon as he returned to the hotel, and Yan Lu, who was only separated by a wall, scratched his head and couldn't think of anything, and finally made a decision - open the door, find the camera on the second floor, go, go out and drink.

The cameraman expressed that he was flattered, and insisted that his sincerity touched the immortal, so that he took the initiative to go down to earth. This is a great start, and it is worth remembering by everyone.

And two hours later, on the quiet third floor of the hotel, someone knocked on the door of Gu Wuxun's room suddenly, and the man who was even more drunk than last time shouted inarticulately: "Gu Wuxun...Gu Wuxun, are you asleep? Gu Wuxun— — Gu Wuxun!"

The man who was still rolling himself into a chrysalis moved, as if he wanted to get up, but fell silent after a while.

The drunk outside the door started to do something, grabbing the doorknob with one hand, and knocking on the door with the other, saying, "Gu Wuxun...Gu Wuxun, please open the door, I have something to tell you..."

"Why didn't you tell me about your insomnia...why didn't you tell me about your pain...I want to share for you..."

There was a light "click" from the heavy wooden door, and a dim warm yellow light came out from the gap. Yan Lu raised his head with half-closed eyes, but before he could see clearly, someone grabbed his wrist and pulled him in.

With a bang, the door was closed forcefully behind him, and he took a weightless staggered step forward, but crashed into a solid wall, and his body was surrounded by a pair of arms that followed.

"These are all from your heart?"

What responded to him was an uncontrollable drunken belch from Yan Lu. The smell of low-quality beer mixed with the essence of grilled skewers made Gu Wuxun couldn't help but raise his head to hide, and his brows tightened accordingly.

"Drunk...drunk talking..."

After the hiccup, the man leaned against his chest and fell into a light sleep. His body was so relaxed that he couldn't help but smile bitterly.He lowered his head to measure the difference in physique between the two. The corners of his lips hooked slightly, and he loosened one arm. When he bent down, he picked him up by the waist, and then shook his tilted head to his neck. side.

"Obviously every time...you are the one who came to me first..."