Can you break it, buddy? [Travel]

Sheng Zimo shuddered, and when he was about to withdraw his hand, his hand was slammed on the spot.

The room was very quiet, and Sheng Zimo's heartbeat rang in his ears, and he suddenly felt as if his face was being ignited by a fire.

Sheng Zimo pursed his lips, trying to break free from the pressure on the back of his wrist. He wanted to say something, but he was too ashamed to utter a word!

Yan Jinxiao's lazy eyes flickered: "You do this every day while I'm asleep?" His voice was low.

Sheng Zimo really wanted to cry at this moment, he swallowed nervously, and explained: "It's not—"

Then he sighed heavily.

But who would have thought that hand was pressed and forced to slide down a little distance, and Sheng Zimo's scalp exploded in an instant!

Yan Jinxiao's thin lips curled slightly: "Is it comfortable?" The tone was teasing, "I really didn't realize that you still have this hobby?"

Sheng Zimo's whole body was stiff and tense, he really wanted to punch himself and knock him out.

But in the end, he had no choice but to take a deep breath, bite the bullet and said, "I've never done this before, it's... really the first time!"

And "for the first time", it's like being "undead" and "stolen" - even if you jump into the Yellow River, you won't be able to wash it off...

Seeing that Yan Jinxiao didn't say a word, Sheng Zimo blurted out Liu Zi's "golden words" for some reason: "My buddy said... so what..." Sheng Zimo hesitated, "Brothers sometimes ..."

Those words were so hot that Sheng Zimo lost his face after hesitating, and simply said, "Sometimes it's normal to solve each other!"

Immediately afterwards, he beat back and raised his hoarse voice: "Did you just pretend to be asleep? What do you mean by pretending to be asleep?"

At this time, Sheng's shameless expression had already returned to normal—in the dark room, he squinted his eyes slightly, with a cat smile in his eyes, as if he was about to watch a good show.

He deliberately moved the fingertips that were pressed on the back of his hand—a trace of surprise flashed across Yan Jinxiao's eyes, and he seemed to hold his breath for an instant.

"You can't have already—" Sheng Zimo was about to speak with a smile, but the next second, the person beside him suddenly turned over and came over——

Sheng Zimo's hands were pressed on both sides of his head, and he watched helplessly as the person on his body came to his ears - the scorching breath made Sheng Zimo tremble, and his heart jumped out of his throat.

"How did your buddies teach you?" Yan Jinxiao said in a hoarse voice, "Huh?"

Sheng Zimo's eyelashes trembled slightly, his cheeks were so hot that he couldn't speak a word.

"Is that so?" As soon as the crisp voice fell, Sheng Zimo immediately felt the wet, slippery and warm touch around his ear, and his body tensed, and suddenly his whole body was like a log. Lost.

The tip of the tongue sucked along the ear, and when the soft earlobe was sucked into the wet mouth, Sheng Zimo felt his heart constrict, as if he had a high fever again!

In the dark, all senses are infinitely magnified, and time seems to be infinitely elongated. Yan Jinxiao kissed the person for some reason, but suddenly stopped, leaned over, and met Sheng Zimo's eyes——Yan Jinxiao's chest was pounding, and he deeply Stare deeply at the people close at hand.

Sheng Zimo was stunned, his fair cheeks flushed.

The thin moonlight diffused over the faces of the two of them, Yan Jinxiao's Adam's apple rolled, his eyes were deep and fiery, but he said slowly, "You are still sick...do you really want me to piao?" He pinched Sheng Zimo's chin.

Sheng Zimo fell into a dizziness, and when he heard the sound, he seemed to wake up in a trance—the word "piao" pierced his ears, affecting what little reason he had left, "Yan Jinxiao..." He yelled out his name.

Although there was emotion in his eyebrows and eyes, he felt so ashamed—Sheng Zimo swallowed his throat, watching that kiss with a sly smile, who didn't know whether it was true or not—was about to come to his mouth—he broke free , raised his hand to cover his mouth, dazed and at a loss, finally searched his stomach, and finally spit out a few words: "Yan Jinxiao, I'm sick...infecting you!"

Yan Jinxiao's clear eyes were slightly dazed, but he seemed to have seen through Sheng Zimo's mind, and suddenly smiled - but he just stared at the person and didn't speak.

The air fell into an indescribable silence, and Sheng Zimo felt extremely uncomfortable. After a long time, he heard the person above him say, "Call me Brother Yan... I will serve you if you call me Brother Yan."

"...!"

Sheng Zimo's breath stagnated, his eyes widened in surprise, and he was indecisive for a moment...

……

Sheng Zimo slept very well this time, and put aside all bottom-line worries. Once he fell asleep, he would feel comfortable physically and mentally.

After waking up the next morning, he felt that he didn't need to infuse fluids or take medicine, and his illness was more than half healed!

But when he turned over and sat up, and saw Yan Jinxiao who didn't know when he had finished washing and was even sitting on the sofa eating breakfast, his original shape appeared in an instant—he must be listless.

The subtle and unspeakable complex feelings swept over quietly——Sheng Zimo rubbed his face, slowed down, let out a deep breath, and finally got off the bed timidly.

He used to wear slippers, and he would drag them around the room to walk, but now, he actually took a catwalk step by step - as if he could instantly become invisible by doing so.

"Are you up?" Yan Jinxiao heard the movement and turned to look at the person, "Hurry up and wash up, come over to have breakfast after washing."

Naturally, as if nothing had happened.

Sheng Zimo responded casually and got into the bathroom, but the terrible thing is——when he stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom and saw the "respect" of the person inside, he really...he almost had a heart attack infarction!

……

The two of them didn't say anything on the way to the set, but after arriving at the set, they ran into Sister Pomegranate head-on.

"How is your body?" Pomegranate came over and asked with concern, and Director Fang who was not far away also strode over to check on his condition.

Sheng Zimo's voice was still a little hoarse, but it was much better than yesterday. He replied that he was recovering well, and then he should be polite, polite and polite. Let go of my heart.

"That's right, you are like a lively calf, how could you fall ill!" Pomegranate joked, and slapped into the air, aiming at Sheng Zimo's back——

This Sister Pomegranate is usually in the group, in addition to being able to produce films and write screenplays, she also has a special skill - iron sand palm, making jokes that are not serious or serious, sometimes the people who beat them can't bear it.

But at the moment when the slap was about to hit his back, Sheng Zimo was stunned and unsteady - only to realize that he had been pulled sideways by Yan Jinxiao and avoided it.

"Hehe! What do you mean?" Pomegranate was overjoyed, she retracted her hand hanging in mid-air, and teased, "I feel sorry for my daughter-in-law!"

These words made several staff who happened to pass by carrying the props suddenly slow down and laughed at the same time.

Who knows that this is not enough, before Sheng Zimo could use his eloquence to explain what to do to resolve the embarrassment, Sheng Zimo felt his shoulders sink - the whole person was hugged by Yan Jinxiao in his arms, and then he listened to his half head That person said: "My daughter-in-law is recovering from a serious illness, who will hurt if I don't hurt?"

Everyone: "..."

——Pause for a few seconds in disbelief, then burst out laughing instantly.

And at this moment, Sheng Zimo really felt like his face was going to burn!

"Why is your daughter-in-law wearing such a pure turtleneck sweater today?" Xiaomi suddenly asked with a smile, coming out of nowhere.

Who would have thought that such a question would attract some curious eyes——

For example, Pomegranate, she shifted her gaze to the pure white turtleneck sweater that Sheng Zimo wore under his coat——only then did she realize that this was the sweater that Sheng Zimo resolutely resisted when trying on clothes!

Because the filming is a life drama, and the crew of the Grass Stage team has no costume sponsorship at all, so most of the actors in daily clothes wear their own clothes.

As for the two male protagonists, it is a bit of a special treatment. The costume designer specially prepared different types of clothes for them according to the needs of the plot.

But Sheng Zimo's skin is sensitive, and he will get red and rash when wearing a sweater, so the costume designer later uniformly replaced his underwear with a different style of sweater.

At this time, Shiliu stared at Sheng Zimo's neckline with doubts in her eyes, and then she said, "Why are you wearing the turtleneck sweater that was handed over to Yan Jinxiao?"

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