Above, please use some force

Shi Feng stood aside, his expression gradually returning to indifference. He knew that this man was the hottest first-line male star in the entertainment industry, suppressing the temperature in his body, he wanted to see how the other party brought the man sitting by the bed into emotions.

Looking at Song Ziyu who was walking towards him with a half-smile, He Wen lay back on the bed again, posing as casually as possible, with an expression of ambiguity in his eyes.

Song Ziyu lay on He Wen's body, surrounded by silence, Ye Huai stood in front of the camera and looked at the two people inside, his eyes narrowed slightly behind the lens, he raised his hand to signal the staff to get ready.

The slightly disheveled black hair, raised lips, and bright eyes like flames of the person below him all impacted his nerves bit by bit. It was because his body shook and he reacted instantly. Song Ziyu tried his best to cover up his nervousness.

The traces under the quilt were still covered, but it made the surrounding air boil.

He Wen closed his eyes, frowned slightly, pretending to be uncomfortable after being drunk, and muttering something in his mouth.

His chest was heaving violently, and Song Ziyu's slowly intensified breathing hit He Wen's ear, and it began to hit through a thin layer of fabric. As expected of an actor with superb acting skills, he quickly entered the state, and probably only the He Wen knew that this man was tense and his muscles were tense.

According to the script, He Wen unconsciously groaned in pain. He opened his confused eyes and reached out to push away the person who was working on him, but he couldn't use the strength. However, the knees blocked by the quilt were heavy. He bumped into Song Ziyu with a hidden smell of gunpowder and unfathomable wildness.

His counterattack made the passion in Song Ziyu's eyes even hotter, and his movements became more violent. The low heavy panting and the crashing sound collided, and the single bed shook violently, creaking as if it would collapse due to gravity at any time.

Ye Huai didn't call to stop, Song Ziyu kept sprinting, the underwear was already very wet, the viscous liquid stuck to the opponent's thigh, rubbing that fair skin red, there was a kind of ravaged obscenity.

He was venting, why he couldn't control his feet, he shouldn't have come, but the burning feeling in his heart at this moment clearly allowed him to grasp that the heartbeat frequency was out of control.

The cold and proud face was covered with a layer of blush from the heat, the hanging broken hair was shaking in a messy arc, and the eyes that were holding back desire were burning like flames, illuminating the unexplored areas deep in the heart, and the sweat oozing from the forehead flowed down. The straight bridge of the nose slid down, stopped at the tip of the nose, dripped down with the swinging movement, and landed on He Wen's face and lips, an ambiguous atmosphere filled the air at some point.

The air gradually exuded a red-faced masculine breath, and all the staff tightened their breathing.

A staff member asked in a low voice, "They won't come, will they?"

"How is it possible, he is Song Ziyu." One of the staff members looked disdainful.

"Did you watch "The Peak of Dreams" last night? Don't you find the interaction between Song Ziyu and He Wen weird?"

"good pal?"

"Yes, I feel that way too."

Whispering voices flowed from the mouths of the staff present from time to time.

He seemed to be able to hear the slapping sound brought out by the impact, Shi Feng's body stiffened unconsciously, the utensils between his legs had the urge to wake up gradually, and he narrowed his slender eyes to lock on the body lying under him. That man didn't even know the desire to conquer in his eyes.

Among the people present, only Ye Huai was sure that they were really acting, because the camera couldn't fool anyone, but if there was nothing between the two who were sitting on the bed and exercising vigorously, it would be absolutely nonsense.

I don't know how long it took, but the rhythm of entering and exiting has not weakened but has become more rapid, accompanied by a low growl and a hoarse gasp.

"Come on." Ye Huai finally spoke, and waved all the staff to go out.

He checked the pictures captured by the camera, and he had to say that Song Ziyu's back was very photogenic, so graceful that he wanted to touch it a little bit, and He Wen's expression was also just right to arouse the deepest desire in the heart, " Song Ziyu, it seems that this time I really want to add your name at the end of the film."

"What? How long do you want to lie down?" After the door closed, He Wen opened those dangerous eyes, with a malicious smile on his lips.

Hearing this, Song Ziyu got up and got out of bed, the astonishing size between his legs made an exaggerated arc, as if he wanted to burst through the thin layer of clothing.

The man with facial features conforming to the golden ratio moves bluntly to put on his pants, without taking care of the liquid on the underpants, and he seems to relax his straight back until he zipped it up.

In fact, after a violent collision, both of them lost their size. He Wen didn't have much scruples, and calmly found a tissue to wipe the white liquid on his lower body. There were his own and Song Ziyu's on it, thinking of the release of every cell in the other party's body Heat, he smiled lowly, the tip of his tongue licked off the slightly salty taste on his lips that didn't belong to him, the fanatical flames flashed past and sank into his eyes, a little playful and evil.

His eyes rested deeply on He Wen's slender legs and slightly turned buttocks, as well as those extremely imaginative crimson red spots. Song Ziyu's eyes gradually turned red, and his hands buttoned his clothes slightly because of some emotion overflowing from his chest. I didn't know how many buttons on the clothes were buttoned wrongly.

"Fang Jun, where is it?" Glancing at Song Ziyu's Adam's apple rolling up and down, He Wen's blood was so hot that he dialed a call with his mobile phone and stroked his sweaty hair, "I'm in shed No. , come here quickly."

He Wen took out a cigarette from the pants next to him and lit one. He Wen took a puff and blew a smoke ring on Song Ziyu's face, then smiled casually, "I don't mind if you stay for a visit, but my other half might Not too happy."

The corners of Song Ziyu's lips were tightened, with anger and indifference, he looked at He Wen fixedly, and when he came back to his senses, he found that his arm went around He Wen's back and stopped to caress the back of his neck.

Touching the skin with slightly cool fingertips, there was a shuddering feeling in vain, eyes slightly closed, shaking the soot, He Wen smiled playfully: "Actually, I am quite interested in your size, so... "

The other hand inserted into Song Ziyu's hair, like a lover's caress, and said in a harsh tone: "Get out while I'm still awake."

Waking up suddenly, Song Ziyu frowned, restored his original expression in an instant, took a step back and turned to leave.

"Hey, you buttoned three buttons wrong." A mocking voice came from behind, and his footsteps froze. Song Ziyu paused while holding the doorknob, then opened the door and walked out.

Yu Bao was squatting in the corner, holding milk tea and reading a novel, when he heard footsteps, he raised his head quickly, only to see a handsome face, she got up quickly, and asked cautiously, "Brother Song, is it not going well?"

Song Ziyu walked out, glanced at the girl who was staring at him from the corner of the eye, "Yu..."

"Bao." Yu Bao frowned.

"You can get off work now." Amidst the girls' cheers, Song Ziyu said calmly: "Go to the Internet to collect information about him, and write me the most detailed report as soon as possible, with the theme centering on his personality and hobbies."

Yu Bao: ...

When Fang Jun rushed over, he saw the man lying on the single bed, with a lazy posture and provocative eyebrows full of temptation. He swallowed his saliva and locked the door behind him.

"Finished?"

"Hmm." Stuffing out the cigarette butt, He Wen hooked Fang Jun's jaw, sucking tobacco-smelling breath into Fang Jun's mouth, disturbing the original refreshing breath, and licking deeply and shallowly at times.

The kiss was as passionate as ever, and there were still some unknown wet and greasy marks on the quilt. Fang Jun quickly lost his breath, hugged He Wen and rubbed them together. The kiss gradually became violent, with brutality and eagerness, and He Wen quickly faded away. Fang Jun's trousers turned over and pressed against him, grabbed his hand, put his tongue in his mouth and licked it wet, and then led him to touch behind him, "Come in." The hoarse voice was very penetrating.

Fang Jun reached into the warmest place without hesitation, tentatively poked a few times at He Wen's tight area, and after a while, he began to stir in circles.

He held the instrument he had just released with the swelling between Fang Jun's legs, and the warm skin was constantly being pulled up in the palm of his hand, as hard as a soldering iron. There was a sudden deep search behind him, and he seemed to be able to feel the opponent's fingertips. The traces scratched on the inner wall.

Fang Jun's other hand stroked He Wen's back, pinching his buttocks, his eyes had long since lost their peace, and driven by desire, they became deep.

Pulling away the wet and hot fingers suddenly, the opening and closing part kept tightening, the dripping liquid fell on Fang Jun's leg, sliding down the inner arc, a little itchy, he pressed the back of He Wen's head and kissed it hurriedly , the lower body slammed into it hard.

"Hmm..." Pleasure poured into his body in an instant, He Wen let out a comfortable sigh from his throat, put one hand on Fang Jun's waist, swung his waist back and forth, and took Fang Jun's hand to knead him with the other hand protruding chest.

The entangled body on the narrow single bed made repeated movements. Fang Jun raised his waist to bump, and the heels of his legs hit the person's buttocks harder and harder each time. The equipment buried in the opponent's body became more active, as if to completely Penetrating, the white liquid with a strong fishy smell kept flowing out from the intercourse.

After the two came out of the studio, they went to a nearby restaurant to have a meal. The scene in the afternoon was much smoother than in the morning. Although there was still NG, at least Ye Huai didn't lose his temper.

In the evening, when He Wen and Fang Jun went to the supermarket to buy something, they accidentally met a person. Fang Jun knowingly pushed the cart to the deli area to buy beef.

"Which brand do you want to buy?" He Wen scanned the row of razors, and he chose a blue one, "I remember you used this one before."

"En." Shen Cheng's voice was low, and he put the razor in He Wen's hand into the shopping basket.

Staring at the man's sculpture-like silhouette, He Wen narrowed his eyes slightly: "I remember there is a supermarket on Wall Street."

Shen Cheng lowered his eyes and took a box of toothpaste and a toothbrush, his calm breath was not disturbed, "I happened to pass by here and saw Fang Jun's car, so I came over to have a look."

The smile on the corner of his mouth widened, he was lazy to expose the man's thoughts, He Wen chuckled: "Let's stay for dinner tonight."

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