Blooming on the ground

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On the set, Xin Yun acted as if nothing happened, and Fang Mufeng cooperated very well, even though they both knew what the other team was doing in private.

There were a lot of plays tonight, and it was past midnight when it ended.

The filming just now was all emotionally consuming, and Fang Mufeng was so tired that his eyelids were clenched. He sat in the car with half-closed eyes, closed the door and heard a nice bass voice coming from the front seat of the car: "Tired?"

Fang Mufeng hummed naturally at first, then opened his eyes in shock the next second, and saw Yan Huanchao sitting in the driver's seat, smiling at him with his head tilted through the rear mirror.

The big boss is not only keen to be his chef, but now he is also his exclusive driver.

"Where Star Fang wants to go, I will give you a ride." Yan Huanchao seemed to enjoy teasing Fang Mufeng unexpectedly like this, turning his head to look at him, blinking his eyes, and smiling brightly and beautifully.

Fang Mufeng looked at Yan Huanchao with a blank face, but he hadn't recovered, and it took a while to confirm that it was not a dream.

"Where's Lao Luo?" He panicked, and the first sentence was disappointing again.

"He and Qingyi will go back first," Yan Huanchao turned his head and started the car, not forgetting to look at him again through the rear mirror, and said with a half-smile, "You don't care why I came to pick you up suddenly?"

Fang Mufeng's heart started beating wildly again for unknown reasons, and he deliberately changed the topic: "The crew are all human, aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

The corner of Yan Huanchao's mouth twitched: "I am extremely honored to be able to spread rumors with you."

Fang Mufeng heard the implication, and blurted out, "Is the teacher jealous?"

Unexpectedly, Yan Huanchao admitted generously: "Well, that's why I came to the set to find people."

Fang Mufeng opened his mouth, and suddenly didn't know how to answer the words. It was rare for an actor with a smooth tongue to get stuck, and he explained after a while: "I have never had anything to do with her, it's just the media's random reports."

Yan Huanchao asked back: "Are you afraid that I will be jealous?"

Fang Mufeng seemed guilty, turned his face away and looked out the window: "I don't think you need to misunderstand."

"Well," Yan Huanchao nodded with a smile, and didn't make fun of him any more, just said, "It has nothing to do with being jealous, I just miss you."

Film King Yan's emotions are usually indifferent, but if he really wants to talk about love, the lethality is not ordinary.Fang Mufeng couldn't control his disordered heartbeat, so he could only put it aside.

As soon as he returned to his place of residence, Fang Mufeng took the initiative to hug Yan Huanchao under the dominance of his emotions, pushed him down on the bed, and held him down.

Yan Huanchao lay lazily, reached out to touch his waist, and asked him, didn't he say he was tired?

Fang Mufeng had already started to unbutton Yan Huanchao, reached into his clothes and stroked his chest muscles, and whispered, "I'm not tired now."

Fang Daxing is not good at seducing people, even opening the door is straightforward, Yan Huanchao grabbed his hand that was walking on his chest, and teased him with a smile: "But I'm tired."

Fang Mufeng's heart is very agitated, and his state is not normal. He is eager to find something to recover himself, and it seems that this is the only thing he can do at the moment.Regardless of Yan Huanchao's words, he pulled off his belt and said, "Then I will move."

Before Fang Mufeng had time to do anything, Yan Huanchao rolled over and pressed Fang Mufeng on the bed. He felt that the other party held his face in one hand and kissed him aggressively.

The attack is ferocious, and he must be dealt with.

Fang Mufeng was served comfortably and properly, and took advantage of the situation to hug Yan Huanchao's neck tightly, and rushed his tongue into the other's mouth, eagerly responding to Yan Huanchao's deep kiss.

The two fought on the bed and ended up rolling into a sticky ball again.

Fang Mufeng was so kissed that he couldn't breathe, his body trembled slightly, and he asked him inarticulately, "Aren't you tired?"

Yan Huanchao responded with his just words: "I'm not tired now."

The actor Yan Da showed more restraint than usual tonight. Fang Mufeng felt that his desire had not completely disappeared, but he let it go.At that time, Fang Mufeng was in a state of confusion and love, so he subconsciously grabbed Yan Huanchao's shoulders to prevent him from leaving just like that.

Yan Huanchao just kissed his forehead, picked him up and went to the bathroom to clean up.

Fang Mufeng's eyes were misty, he hugged his neck and asked, don't you want to continue?

Yan Huanchao smiled, not to make you tired.

After taking a bath, Fang Mufeng lay paralyzed on the bed, staring at the ceiling of the hotel, lost in thought.

Until Yan Huanchao climbed onto the bed covered in steam after taking a shower, and kissed him on the face.

Fang Mufeng looked at him slightly sideways and asked him where he was staying tonight.

At this stage, due to the needs of the plot, the crew has moved the shooting location, and Fang Mufeng settled in a well-equipped homestay.Fang Mufeng thought that Yan Huanchao would find another place to live nearby tonight. After all, people from the film crew came in and out of this neighborhood, so it would be difficult to explain if someone found out.

Yan Huanchao leaned on the bed with one hand, propped up his upper body and looked down at him: "Aren't you living here?"

Fang Mufeng followed along and asked: "Will you live here and cook for me as a driver?"

"I have this plan," Yan Huanchao raised his hand and touched his face, with a smile on his lips, and continued to follow his words, "I will cook for you for the rest of my life, Fang Daxing's kitchen is willing to take me in ?"

Fang Mufeng froze, and suddenly widened his eyes to look at him.

No one knows what kind of medicine Boss Yan is selling in the gourd at the moment, how much sincerity is in what he said, it may be a temporary interest to play a lovers game, or it may be that he has lost his mind for a while and really moved his heart.

The eyes of the two met, and Fang Mufeng couldn't find any trace of jokes on Yan Huanchao's face, but instead read the seriousness that made him daunting.

Yan Huanchao's eyes were too dark and deep, and his heart was too heavy and heavy. Fang Mufeng stared into the abyss as if he was on the edge of a cliff. He knew that falling would mean breaking his body, but he still couldn't help but stop for it.

Yan Huanchao's heart is uncertain, but Fang Mufeng's heartbeat at this moment is certain.

After a while, Fang Mufeng suddenly turned his back to Yan Huanchao, not wanting to see the clues on his face.

Yan Huanchao hugged Fang Mufeng from behind, and kissed his side face lovingly.

He kissed his ear, lowered his voice and said, "I'll wait for your answer."

Fang Mufeng remained silent all along, he only hoped that no one would hear his heart pounding.

The two of them tacitly had an affair in the crew.

Fang Mufeng was acting in the group during the day, except that he occasionally thought of Yan Huanchao who was hidden in the house by him, and was distracted for a while.Yan Huanchao said that he came here for him, so he was really willing to be a snail girl, hiding in his room all day long, using the ready-made kitchen utensils in the hotel to wash his hands and make soup for him, and then sent Qingyi to send it over. The tranquil scenery of a small southern town.

It was originally just a place for a short rest, but now Yan Huanchao's visit has added a bit of fireworks.Fang Mufeng often spends most of his emotions and energy in the play. When he returns here, he opens the door and sees Yan Huanchao waiting for him.

It has been like this for nearly half a month.

Perhaps because he knew Fang Mufeng's intense shooting, Yan Huanchao hadn't touched him since the first two nights, and he didn't make any further moves every day except for the kisses and hugs that were ordered as soon as possible.

In Yan Huanchao's warm arms, going to sleep with him every night, Fang Mufeng's insomnia unexpectedly improved a lot, and his mood seemed to be much lighter.

Luo Tian's eyes were very sharp, and he immediately noticed all kinds of obvious changes in his body. While no one was around, he whispered: "Mu Feng, don't you think that you look radiant recently? Before the scene, you were always sick. Yes, I feel better now, what do you think is going on?"

Fang Mufeng didn't answer, he saw the malicious smile on Luo Tian's face, and knew that he did it on purpose.

What's going on, Fang Mufeng knows the reason better than anyone else.

He hid a person in his room. When that person was waiting for him intently in the room, he was neither a famous star or actor, nor an on-screen lover who fascinated countless people, but was just with him related existence.

This unique feeling will be addictive if immersed for a long time.

He is like a frog dizzy by the heat, knowing that the fire at the bottom of the pot is getting hotter and hotter, half of his heart urges himself to jump out, but the other half of his heart is reluctant to leave.

It is not a wise move to get too involved in any scene.

Fang Mufeng leaned on Yan Huanchao's arms spread out on the back of the sofa chair, flipping through the script that he had already rummaged through from time to time, saying that he was planning to shoot the scene tomorrow, but his mind was not on it at all.

Yan Huanchao was holding an open book in one hand, but kept turning his head and staring at him, his eyes were burning with blazing light.

Fang Mufeng didn't notice this look, Yan Huanchao's aura made him inexplicably relaxed, he put the script on his knee, stretched out a hand to hold Yan Huanchao's hand, but suddenly spread his palm upwards, and then Hold his hand tightly.

Only then did he raise his eyes, and realized that Yan Huanchao had started staring at him at some point, the two exchanged a look in tacit understanding, and kissed.

It felt weird and weird, like it was meant to be.

Fang Mufeng was still in a daze when there was a knock on the door.

Yan Huanchao touched his face, then got up and went to open the door.

Fang Mufeng thought it was Zhao Qingyi or Luo Tian who came, so he got up and walked towards the door, but he didn't expect to see Ling Chuan standing at the door.

The big star Ling Chuan has always been good at managing expressions, but at this moment he was frozen in place, with a look of extreme surprise on his face, and he was speechless for a long time.

On the contrary, Yan Huanchao looked calm and glanced back and forth between Ling Chuan and Fang Mufeng: "Do you have an appointment?"

Fang Mufeng got the inspiration from somewhere, and replied before Ling Chuan could speak: "Well, we have an appointment to meet tomorrow's scene."

After finishing speaking, he cast a meaningful look at Ling Chuan.

Yan Huanchao smiled and asked Fang Mufeng, "Why didn't I hear you mention it?"

Fang Mufeng replied calmly: "Forgot."

Two beams of light in Ling Chuan's eyes stared at Fang Mufeng firmly, as if those eyes wanted to wedge into his bones.

Fang Mufeng's scalp tingled from being stared at by him, not sure if the other party would accept his smoothing.

Ling Chuan regards him as his number one rival in love, and the two of them never communicate in private except for filming. He doesn't know why Ling Chuan suddenly appeared, but seeing that Ling Chuan seemed to be on the verge of losing his composure, he subconsciously sent him back.

The two just stared straight at each other, and after a while, Ling Chuan looked away: "Well, I didn't know the teacher was here today, it seems that I'm bothering you."

Yan Huanchao had a faint smile on his face, unable to see what his attitude was towards the two of them. He first looked back at Fang Mufeng and asked him if it was still the right thing to do.

Of course Fang Mufeng went down the steps and shook his head.

After getting the answer, Yan Huanchao turned to look at Ling Chuan again, and asked him, is there anything else?

Mingming is still smiling, but the question reveals obvious indifference, it is an order to evict the guest.

Ling Chuan heard it, and seemed to squeeze out a smile with all his strength, and left after politely saying goodbye.

The bright star Ling Daxing will instantly become dim in the face of the love he can't ask for, like a dead tree cut off from walking.

Fang Mufeng saw everything in his eyes, and felt sad for some reason.To be honest, he doesn't have a good impression of Ling Chuan, and the relationship between the two is even worse, but the other party is indeed a good actor.

Yan Huanchao's passion when he doted on Ling Chuan at the beginning must be true, and the ruthlessness he treats him now is also true.Rather than saying that love and affection are fickle, it is better to say that people are fickle, and love comes and goes quickly.

The wind comes and goes, and a heart may be blown away if you don't pay attention.You don't know where the wind will take your heart and when it will be returned to you. You only know that even if you want to come back, it will not be the original heart.

But the wind is still the wind that comes and goes without a shadow, and will still stir another heart in the next spring.

Fang Mufeng didn't know where Yan Huanchao was going to blow his heart away with this gust of wind, so he couldn't give it up if he didn't want to.