The actor's honey lover

Ningzhou Film and Television City.

Director Fang raised a loudspeaker and yelled at the crowd playing passers-by A, B, C, D on the ancient street: "The filming is about to start, be smart and move!"

Just as he put away the horn, he saw Bai Er from a distance with his head bowed, his hands in his trouser pockets, walking towards the main entrance of the film and television city.

The boy had changed into a slim-fitting navy blue suit in English style. Except for his messy hair, he looked like a dog.

Fang Dao dropped the horn, trotted over, grabbed the person like a dog and dragged him all the way to the corner, and asked in a low voice: "How is it, what happened last night? You can't really be caught by unspoken rules, right?"

If it is unspoken rules, I will recognize it, the key is that group of bastards, they are not human!

Bai Er wanted to say: Director Fang, those people are abnormal, can you lend me your phone number, I'll call grandpa...

Unexpectedly, before he could speak, the handsome boy's sullen voice suddenly sounded from behind: "My lord, the boss is waiting."

It was a bright and sunny day, but Bai Er suddenly felt the wind blowing on his back, and there was a strange feeling of terrified thought, just now the handsome boy obviously left in the car, where did this come from?

"That, that,"

Bai Er tried to stay calm, looking at Director Fang with sad eyebrows and sorrowful eyes: "Director Fang, sir, the Great Film King has arranged a role for me..."

"Really?"

Director Fang was overjoyed immediately, and put his hands on Bai Er's thin shoulders, wanting to pat him hard and say some words of encouragement, but unexpectedly, the handsome boy suddenly pressed the back of Director Fang's hand, with a smirk: "He is the one you can touch!" Is it?"

Although his hands were beautiful, they didn't have the slightest warmth. They were extremely pale in the sun, almost transparent, and the blue veins dormant under the skin were clearly visible, like dead bones sculpted from ice.

Fang Dao withdrew his hand like a conditioned reflex, his forehead was sweating, and he stammered: "...Excuse me, forgive me for offending, you are busy, you are busy!"

Fuck, this kid didn't get rounded last night, right?

Wait, what did the little brother call him just now?

Son? ? ?

Am I right?

When Bai Er entered the set, Jian Xingze was preparing for the camera. He was probably playing the emperor, wearing a dragon robe and golden crown, and his long hair was tied into beautiful tassels, hanging loosely on Ting Yi's back.

He was discussing with the director with the script in one hand, and spread out the wide-sleeved gown with the other hand, allowing the stylist to fiddle with the clothes. He seemed to feel that someone was watching him, and raised his eyelids to look this way.

It happened to meet Bai Er's complicated apricot eyes.

The young man bit the skin of his mouth, the already thin and soft lips were sunk into two glutinous rice teeth, it seemed that a little force would pierce the thin and soft lips.His brows and eyes were knit together in a tangled manner, apart from being prepared for a rainy day, his affection was more compassionate.

It can also be said to be grief and indignation.

The grief and indignation of wanting to bite but not daring to bite.

Jian Xingze suddenly remembered his expression on the bed many years ago, and couldn't help coughing.

The bottom of the eyes suddenly burst into flames, and the eyes were firmly fixed on the person, unable to move away.Pushing the script to the director, he dragged a long dragon robe and strode over. Under the eyes of everyone, he grabbed Bai Er's wrist and dragged him directly to the dressing room.

Director, stylist, lighting engineer, photographer, on-site staff and other actors: "???"

Bai Er had a big brain, didn't know what he was going to do, so he broke his hand in horror: "Jane, Mr. Jane...you, what are you doing?"

"Bah!"

Jian Xingze directly slammed the door of the dressing room. This was his private dressing room, and there was no one else in it.

As soon as the door was closed, he couldn't wait to push Bai Er against the door panel, leaned down and stared at him with bright eyes, like looking at a piece of sweet and delicious cow cake, and said in a deep and fatally seductive voice, "I'm hungry , you know what I want."

When Bai Er thought of the forked tongue pulling himself like a pair of pliers, his heart suddenly turned cold, "Jane...Mr. Jian...kiss, kiss me...that will make you eat, will you be full?"

"Of course not, I want more, but I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it, so..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly held Bai Er's delicate and tender face, and opened his mouth to seal the two thin lips that were blushing like they were about to bleed, whether it was from freezing or biting.

That feeling came again, like the feeling of the soul being stripped alive from the body.

I vaguely recalled that my grandfather said that demons and sprites were originally dead creatures without vitality, and most of them fed on dark energy. There were also other alien species that could feed on human vitality. I guess Jian Xingze belonged to other alien species.

Don't wait until the body has temperature, can breathe, and the tongue will bifurcate...

Perhaps considering that this is a filming set, Jian Xingze didn't faint Bai Er's kiss, and let go of him after kissing for a while, licking his lower lip with insatiable desire, "Mr. Bai's taste is really wonderful!"

Bai Er's face paled after being kissed by him, and it took him a while to recover: "So, so, I'm... you, your food?"

Feelings made me come here, just treat me as a takeaway?

Jian Xingze smiled lightly, his eyes burning, "Do you want to be my food?"

"No, I don't want to."

Bai Er's back was firmly pressed against the door panel, his eyes filled with unconcealable fear.

He was born clean, the youthful aura between his brows was clear and pure, and the pupils of his eyes were as transparent as mirrors, unable to hide any emotions.

The more the man watched, the happier he became. "If you don't want to make food," Tall's long fingers moved to Bai Er's chin, and slowly raised them to calm the embarrassment of staring at him. "It's also possible to be a lover!"

"Ah... love, lover?"

Bai Er felt that he had been ignited by his gaze, his whole body seemed to be on fire, even his breath was hot, "Jane, Mr. Jane... You, you must be, are you joking?"

"joke?"

Jian Xingze moved closer to him, "You think I'm joking?"

Bai Er was completely confused.

I keep reminding myself in my heart that he is a monster, he is a monster, no matter how good-looking he is, he is still a monster.

Blinking heavily, she refused cautiously: "Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Jian... I, I have no feelings for men..."

"Do you really not feel it?"

Jian Xingze moved closer again, and the tip of their noses almost collided.

"I……"

Bai Er felt wrapped in his overwhelming aura, unable to breathe, "Can I refuse?"

"What do you think?"

The voice was so deep that it could make people's bones tingle, but it also revealed a fatal danger signal.

Bai Er almost cried: "I...I think...no, I can't..."

Jian Xingze smiled: "Very well, I'll go to filming first, and I'll arrange an assistant to give you the script later, you can see if there is any character you like."

A pot exploded outside the dressing room.

Everyone gathered around the handsome boy and asked, "Xiaodao, what's the matter?"

"Yes, yes, who is that kid?"

"What's the relationship with Master Jane?"

"Could it be that kind of relationship?"

"Could it be that Mr. Jian likes this? He was not close to men and women before!"

The knife took out a nail scissors, manicured the nails boringly, and replied with a smile on the face after the manicure: "No comment."