Please draw your way of death

"No, the newcomers shouldn't be under our Jinghong's control now, right?" Mu Xiaoyun resisted, with a look of incomprehension.

Since everything was entrusted to Ning Mian, why should he bring in newcomers?

"You can take it with you, why are there so many questions?" Shao Shiyi said and pushed Mu Xiaoyun and Chang Dao into the room, and when he turned around, he found that the other two were silently looking at him.

"It's more dangerous at night. For safety reasons, it is recommended that two people share a room." Shao Shiyi tilted his head, and said in an affectionate tone that nothing happened, "I won't stay any longer, go back to the room, wash up and sleep!"

So it's so dangerous at night, how many of them men share a room in pairs, and Shao Shiyi is left alone with a woman?

Meng Qishu watched Shao Shiyi disappear from his sight, looked back, turned and walked to his room: "Go back."

Ning Mian finally raised her eyes, looked at his back, and found that the other party didn't mean two people sharing a room.

He took two quick steps to follow Meng Qishu's footsteps, lowered his hand and scratched the other's palm lightly with his fingertips: "Together?"

"..." Meng Qishu withdrew his hand hanging by his side, and rubbed the fingers of the other hand on his palm, expressionless on his face, "No, I have the ability to protect myself."

Lifting his eyes, two steps away happened to be the door of Ning Mianzhong's room, so Meng Qishu continued: "Your room is here, good night."

"Are you in a bad mood?" His arm was pulled by the person behind him, so Meng Qishu had to stop and look back at him, only to find Ning Mian had a slight smile on his face and a warm look in his eyes, "every time I have to run when I am in a bad mood, do I want to hide and adjust myself? When can I change my method?"

"...No." Meng Qishu stared into his eyes for two seconds, and his cold tone became much lighter just now.

It seemed that he also felt that his words did not have much credibility. He let out a sigh of relief as if giving up on himself, and took the initiative to take a step forward. He placed his fingertips on Ning Mianzhong's chin, closed his eyelids, and looked at him with calm and unwavering eyes. The other party's eyes: "Ning Mianzhong, I'm jealous, what should I do?"

"Whose vinegar? Long Island?" Ning Mian finally put her hand on Meng Qishu's lower back, the warm color in her eyes did not change.

"Anything and anyone that would make you put me second."

Ning Mian finally lowered her eyes to look at him, only to see that the other party pursed her lips slightly, and there was no emotion in her eyes.

"Now, what do you want me to do?"

Meng Qishu raised his head and looked at him for a moment, then suddenly lowered his eyes, brought his face closer, and breathed lightly on Ning Mianzhong's lips: "Stop talking nonsense, take the initiative..."

"it is good."

A second before lips and tongues met, Ning Mian finally twisted open the door of the room next to him, brought Meng Qishu in and pressed against the door, and lingered with him in the dark.

There was moonlight pouring down outside the window, Meng Qishu caressed Ning Mianzhong's side face with one hand, and put the other on his shoulder, a little silver light of the moon was reflected in his slightly narrowed eyes, captivating the mind and sinking people.

Ning Mian finally let go of him a little bit, her lips were still pressed against each other, but the hand that was originally placed on Meng Qishu's waist moved, penetrated along the hem of the clothes, and moved upstream.

Meng Qishu trembled all over, turned the hand that was caressing his side face, pinched his chin, and bit the other's lips gently: "Ning Mianchu, wake up..."

Ning Mian finally caught his kiss, touched his lips like a dragonfly, and then let go: "I locked the door."

"I'm not talking about that," Meng Qishu held down the other's troubled hand with the other hand, leaned back his neck slightly to open the distance between the two, his face under the moonlight was a little reddish due to lack of oxygen, "this is a copy."

"Then the dungeon is out, so I can do whatever I want?" Ning Mian finally didn't continue her actions, and stopped to look at him.

"Song every night, aren't you satisfied?" Meng Qishu was still panting, but his tone was full of dissatisfaction.

"How can there be singing every night..." Ning Mian finally leaned up and rubbed against his ear, "You have been avoiding me for the past two days, I have no time to catch you."

If I don't avoid him, I am afraid that I will die in his hands.

The sound that was attached to the ear was infinitely amplified, numb along the nerves in the ear all the way to the whole body, Meng Qishu's hand softened, and for a moment he couldn't stop Ning Mian's palm that continued to wander.

In the dark and closed space, even breathing is intertwined with each other. His back is against the door, and there seems to be a layer of mist in his raised eyes. In his vision, Ning Mian finally leaves slightly and looks down. looking at his own face.

"...I really want to—"

"Swallow you apart..."

The warm touch touched the side of his face, Meng Qishu reacted for a while, and recognized that it was Ning Mianzhong's hand.

So he tilted his head, leaned his face against the opponent's palm, raised his eyelids and met Ning Mianzhong's eyes, which were full of fearlessness with watery eyes.

Come then.

He breathed slowly, looked at Ning Mianzhong without blinking, and said silently in his heart.

But Ning Mian finally just looked down at him for a while, then suddenly embraced him, buried her head on his neck and bit him gently, as if to vent her anger.

"Forget it in the copy..." He sighed reluctantly and regretfully, and finally rubbed his waist fondly, "Sorry, I'm a little impulsive, take a bath and calm down?"

"..." Without the disturbing hand, the heat on Meng Qishu's face finally dissipated a little. He lowered his head and managed to catch his breath. He pushed Ning Mian away and finally walked into the bathroom, slamming the door in front of him. throw on!

Looking at it like this, it seems a little uncomfortable?

Ning Mian finally rubbed her wrist, and looked at the bathroom door innocently.

Didn't Meng Qishu mind that this is a copy?He didn't make it to the end either.

So when the task was over the next day, Meng Qishu didn't even look at Ning Mianzhong.

"Isn't it tiring to carry so many books by yourself? Can I help you get some?" The man in front of him was sunny and energetic, with a smile like a spring breeze on his face. If it weren't for the cold gaze behind him, Bai Han would not have Acting a script is nerve-wracking.

"Thank you...thank you." Bai Han thanked him in a low voice, and then saw Meng Qishu bend down and take away the large stack of books that looked very heavy from his arms.

"Is the class still full today?" Meng Qishu weighed the book in his hand, hugged it and asked Bai Han beside him.

"That's right, the class is full for two consecutive days." Bai Han sighed in distress.

"For the sake of your hard work, how about treating you to dinner at noon?" The man beside him looked over with a smile in his eyes, and the perfect curvature of his lips made him seem to have a kind of affinity.

Bai Han stared at him in a daze for a moment, almost unable to tell which part was the script and which part was the reality.

"Cut!" The director's voice cut in in time, without emotion, "This one is over, the next one is ready!"

Meng Qishu lost his expression in an instant, lazily put the book on the steps aside, leaned against the flower bed and rubbed his neck.

Shao Shiyi, who was standing on the sidelines watching, was still immersed in Meng Qishu's acting skills just now. She turned her eyes to Ning Mianzhong who was at the side, her eyes full of envy: "Brother Ning, does Meng Qishu look so good when he smiles?"

Can you dig it in and be a special guest for their crew?It's okay to run a trick!

But Ning Mian at the side finally breathed a sigh of relief, with a cloudy face.Hearing Shao Shiyi's words, he turned his head, with a bit of impatience between his brows: "He smiles prettier than this when he seduces people."

Shao Shiyi felt as if his heart had been hit hard by a hammer, and he looked at Ning Mianzhong in disbelief while clutching his chest.

She has reasonable reasons to suspect that Brother Ning is showing off!

But she couldn't refute it at all!

"Why are there so many scenes between the female lead and the male lead?" Ning Mian finally turned his gaze back to the scene, where Meng Qishu was already preparing for the next scene.

Who is the hero?

Can the hero in the original script really bear it?

"After all, this is the highlight of the male second's pursuit of the female lead..." Shao Shiyi tapped the side of his face with his fingertips, recalling the content of the script.

Second male...Meng Qishu?

Pursuing the heroine?

Ning Mian finally felt that her breathing was suddenly difficult.

His eyes fell on Meng Qishu's face in the field, and he saw a smile on the other side, and his eyes fell on Bai Han beside him, his eyes were full of tenderness.

Ning Mian has never felt like now that Meng Qishu's acting skills are too good.

"Where are you going, Brother Ning?" Shao Shiyi's eyes were focused on the venue, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Ning Mian Zhong getting up to leave, and he couldn't help asking in confusion.

It's so strange that Brother Ning is willing to leave Meng Qishu's role?

"Where's Mu Xiaoyun?" Ning Mian finally frowned, crumpling the script in her hands, her tone was a little stuffy and cold, "I'll go to him to check the script."

So when Meng Qishu finished filming all the scenes and left the scene, there was only one acquaintance Shao Shiyi left beside the venue.

"Ning... Where are the others?" Meng Qishu was about to ask where Ning Mian had gone, but suddenly realized when he said the words, so he turned a corner.

"Brother Ning went to play with Mu Xiaoyun, should he be in the hotel now?" Shao Shiyi replied cleverly.

Shao Shiyi originally thought that Meng Qishu would go after Ning Mianzhong directly after knowing the whereabouts of Ning Mianzhong, but to her surprise, Meng Qishu just responded lightly, as if he didn't care.

"Is there water?"

"There are only vending machines in the school, and coins must be inserted." Shao Shiyi persisted, "If you are thirsty, you can go back to the hotel, the hotel has water!"

Meng Qishu's eyes turned around, as if he was a little puzzled as to why she put the accent on the word hotel, but fortunately he didn't mention this, but asked directly, "Where is the vending machine?"

"Ah?" Shao Shiyi was a little confused, "You can't use the vending machines, we don't have currency here."

At this time, the most correct way should be to go back to the hotel, right?

"I can use it." Meng Qishu didn't explain much. He looked around the venue and found a vending machine in the corner with sharp eyes.

Then Shao Shiyi saw Meng Qishu pull out the dungeon card, "ordered" it to hand over three coins, and put them directly into the coin slot of the vending machine.

With a "bang", the mineral water that had been placed in the vending machine just now was pushed down.

Meng Qishu, who successfully exchanged a universal coin for a bottle of water, put away the remaining two coins with great satisfaction, and secretly sighed that the return gift package back then was finally not wasted.

Card: ... Bah!