before he became popular

After eating the steamed stuffed bun, the director looked at the time and said, "It will start up later, and I'll grind it myself."

After speaking, he walked away.

Feelings are really here for breakfast! ! !

Lu Manchen looked at the empty bag, held his chin, and sighed hopelessly.

Zhan Qing pulled up a chair and sat down, resting his chin and looking at him, inexplicably feeling that the dejected Lu Manchen was cute too.

"You... haven't eaten breakfast?" Zhan Qing asked, looking at the man who was sighing more and more.

"Eat." Lu Manchen lowered his head and responded.

"Does that mean you like to eat steamed buns?"

"It's not... hey, I just... I really like it." Lu Manchen looked over, nodded and shook his head.

Shaky head, swaying from side to side.

He looked at Zhan Qing with his head propped up, hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice, "Ms. Zhan...do you want to bring buns next time?"

The look in his eyes was so pitiful. Zhan Qing, who was leaning on the chair, tapped his fingers on the small square table, and the smile on the corner of his mouth could not be concealed.

Zhan Qing smiled and laughed again: "Bring it, bring it to you."

"Bring it tomorrow." Zhan Qing patted the dust that was not on his body, "Do you want to eat anything else?"

Lu Manchen glanced at him carefully, his eyes flickering back and forth, and asked him a little embarrassedly: "Is there any fried rice?"

Zhan Qing chuckled: "Okay, let the assistant buy it early tomorrow."

When they were arguing here for a long time about what to have for breakfast tomorrow, the director finally sent someone to call them over.

It was a bit late when I started the machine, and after half an hour of filming, the surrounding heat was rising, and the close-fitting underwear was sticky to the body after being sweated, which was very uncomfortable. The director saw their dissatisfaction from the camera. Comfortable, shouted "card", let them rest and rest.

Lu Manchen tore open his collar, and the small fan blew on his neck, finally feeling better.

Zhan Qing approached and said in a low voice, "Go to the lounge to change?"

The short sleeves he wore earlier were all soaked, and it was uncomfortable to stick to his body. He had prepared several in his bag, and he could change one when he was free.

Lu Manchen nodded, followed behind while blowing the fan: "Okay."

Lu Manchen stood outside the lounge, looked at Zhan Qing who had already taken off a few clothes while walking, opened the doorway, and said, "Mr. Zhan, you change first, I will wait for you to change before coming in."

Zhan looked at the people leaning on the door, and then at the people who were nervously arranging the venue in the distance, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Switch together?"

Change together?Change together!

Lu Manchen looked at the man who led him into the lounge and had already taken out his short sleeves to change, feeling excited and at a loss.

He was afraid that his uncontrollable expression would betray his sincerity, and he was also afraid that his disobedient hands would make their own decisions.

Zhan Qing looked at Lu Manchen with his head lowered in a daze: "Watch me change?"

"No, no, no... no." Lu Manchen stammered, his face was so red that he was about to burst into anger, "I, I will carry it on my back."

Lu Manchen looked up at the sky, why did his foot just walk in, why can't he wait outside the door now!

Want to suffer like this? !

Zhan Qing pulled the hem of his short sleeves, looked at the person who stumbled and turned around, and almost fell into his arms, and said, "Are you going to take it off?"

Lu Manchen was stunned, and then muttered: "I want... I want it."

"Do me a favor first." Zhan Qing raised his hem and raised his hands, and then took off his clothes. He was naked and patted Lu Manchen's shoulder, "Pass me the towel?"

"Oh oh oh..."

Lu Manchen nodded nervously, he pursed his lips, and stretched out his trembling hand to reach for the towel on the sofa.

With the towel in his hands, Lu Manchen turned around, turned his head to the side, and moved his hands forward.

Without controlling the distance well, he stretched forward and just touched Zhan Qing's chest, and the slightly hard touch came along his fingertips.

The dusty road was so hot that it would explode on the spot.

Zhan Qing reached out to take the towel, casually held it in his hand, took a step forward, and looked at Lu Manchen who was looking to the side.

He turned to one side, allowing himself to come into Lu Manchen's field of vision, Lu Manchen with his face down and his face flushed.

Zhan Qing couldn't help laughing, and said, "Don't dare to look at me?"

His warm breath continued to spread along the air, and his teasing whispers rang in Lu Manchen's ears.

Dreadful!Dreadful!Lu Manchen's heart collapsed, so close!so close!His sanity was saying goodbye to him!

He tightly held the hand that was hanging on the side, pinched the palm hard, and the slight pain in the palm told him to return to his senses. With a flushed face, he forced himself to look at Zhan Qing and said, "No...no."

Seeing that his mouth was stiff, Zhan Qing became playful, raised his eyebrows at him and said, "Then help me wipe my back? I can't reach it."

1.8 meters tall, he said he couldn't reach his back!

His stature has grown in vain!His hands are shorter than others!

Ahhh!This is not a back rub!This is killing him! ! !

Lu Manchen roared in his heart, his flushed face was full of rejection, but he took Zhan Qing's towel with his hand.

Honestly, he went around Zhan Qing's back and wiped his back.

The lines of the back were tight and smooth, Lu Manchen half-closed his eyes and wanted to peek, his fingertips subconsciously touched the edge of the towel when he was wiping up and down.

It's warm and moist.

It is firm and elastic.

As he imagined.

After a few random wipes, Lu Manchen didn't dare to move again, he was afraid that if he did a few more strokes, his hand would follow his will on Zhan Qing's back.

At that time, what face will he have to face him!

"Thank you Teacher Lu." Zhan Qing put on his clothes and sat on the sofa with a smile, looked at him with satisfaction and said, "Mr. Lu, can I wipe it for you?"

Zhan Qing, who was sitting on the sofa, was only one step away from him. He looked up at him like that. Although what he said was extremely polite, Lu Manchen felt that he was trying to laugh at him.

See how he lost all reason, how he was lured to madness.

Lu Manchen took the towel from one side, calmed down secretly, and forcibly expelled the disharmonious scene in his head.

Turning his back, through the cover of a layer of clothing, he wiped it casually and perfunctorily a few times.

He couldn't change his clothes as calmly as Zhan Qing watched.

Although they are all big men.

What others have, I have.

However, his secret thoughts are probably completely different from Zhan Qing's.

After arranging his clothes, Lu Manchen took two quick steps to the door, and smiled at Zhan Qing, "Let's go? The director has to find us later."

Zhan Qing came over and sized up the man whose face gradually calmed down, "Are you really not going to change? Isn't it uncomfortable? I'm really sorry, I'll go out first."

Lu Manchen: "Time is tight, wait for the next game to change."

After finishing speaking, he rushed to the set without any intention of waiting for Zhan Qing.

God knows how much colored waste has accumulated in his head, and if he walks with Zhan Qing again, he is afraid that he will be beaten by Zhan Qing if he does something.

After the change of clothes that day, Zhan Qing's firm and smooth back always dangled back and forth in his head, so that every time he saw Zhan Qing, Lu Manchen would involuntarily look at his back first, Walking behind him has the best view, but he is still very ashamed and often dare not look directly at Zhan Qing.

Zhan Qing, on the other hand, somehow got closer to him, always bringing him food, and remembering to buy his favorite Xiaolongbao and Shengjian.

I often sit next to him while waiting for a play, and always talk to him when I have nothing to do.

But, every time Lu Manchen looked at Zhan Qing, the images in his mind were not interrogated, and he would often be lost in thought before he could say a few words.

This made him very sad, very sad, so sad that he lost several hairs.

Lu Manchen had no choice but to download the Buddhist scriptures on his mobile phone, and read a few sentences if he had nothing to do, which would at least make him more peaceful.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and they couldn't sit still while waiting for the show outside. Lu Manchen and Zhan Qing had to rush back and forth between the lounge and the studio, rushing there when there was a show, and enjoying the cool in the lounge when there was no show. After all, the lounge The air conditioner is still cool.

At first, sitting in the lounge with Zhan Qing again, Lu Manchen still felt a little uncomfortable. Here, when he closed his eyes, he could recall the scene of changing clothes that day. It was not cool enough, and it was still inexplicably hot .

Later, maybe chanting was effective, just sitting quietly with Zhan Qing for a while, or playing with each other for a while, could make him happy all day.

"Come on for a while!" Zhan Qing patted the empty seat next to him and asked Lu Manchen to sit over. He pushed the iced drink prepared by the assistant to Lu Manchen. He looked up at him, "Did you bring your notebook?"

"Bring it with you." Lu Manchen brought over the script behind him. Compared with Zhan Qing's hatchback, the thick stack was not a bit thick.

"I know you have a lot of lines, but I didn't expect so many!" Zhan Qing opened his round eyes in disbelief.

Lu Manchen walked to the side and sat down, and said with a smile, "It's a talkative character, it's a bit too much."

"It's quite talkative..." Zhan Qing flipped through the script and said helplessly, "It's too noisy."

Lu Manchen lowered his head and smiled, and said, "There's no way, the character setting is like this, and if he doesn't talk much, how can he... get... you."

Zhan Qing smiled: "Come on, I'm just flirting with the character I played in the drama. If he is in front of my real person and bothers me all day long, I will punch him ten times."

Listening to what he said, Lu Manchen felt silly, and tentatively smiled for a while, "Then... what type does Mr. Zhan like?"

"Ah? Me?" Zhan Qing was taken aback for a moment, then continued after thinking for a while, "Just the one that suits me, the cuter one."

"Lovely" Lu Manchen thought about it for a while, and wanted to ask again, but worried that he would be as annoying as a gossip interview, so he thought about it and stopped talking.

It was Zhan Qing who was aroused by him, "What about you? What kind of teacher Lu likes? I think Mr. Lu is so shy, so he needs to find a lively and comprehensive one."

"I..." Lu Manchen hesitated for a while, "I like a taller one..." just to the tip of his nose, so that he can kiss him as soon as he lowers his head, as tall as Zhan Qing.

"I also like to be in good health..." Someone like Zhan Qing who can hit ten with one punch.

Whoops!

"It's even more beautiful..." As good-looking as Zhan Qing, you can be attracted by his beauty just by looking at him.

"The most important thing is that he has to be..." He has to be Zhan Qing, otherwise all the standards are not standards.

"What's the most important?" Zhan Qing leaned over to ask, and clicked his tongue, "You have such a sweet face, you still have to take a facial expression management class."

"Forget it, forget it, don't ask you, hurry up and play the game, young people should love work." Zhan Qing shook his notebook, took the Coke on the table, the coolness of the ice was evaporated by the heat, After taking a sip, my heart was not very comfortable.

Blame it for the hot weather.

Let's just play the right play, and he is afraid that Zhan Qing will get a glimpse of what he wants to say, so just sit together and chat about the right play, the time is just right, and it is rare and comfortable.