The actor's little sweetheart is soft and flirtatious

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A bed scene was repeated over and over again, and the filming of the love story went from shame, blushing and heartbeat at the beginning, to numbness at the end.

It was already past six o'clock in the evening, and this scene was really exhausting for him physically and mentally, and it was also the most tiring scene he had filmed these days.

Fortunately, Zhuang Wentao still has a bit of humanity, knowing that it was too hard for them to shoot this sex scene, so he didn't continue to rehearse the scene at night.

"hiss……"

In the changing room, Bo Qing was gasping for air with tears in his eyes while carefully tearing off the tape wrapped underneath.

This thing has been entangled with it since the morning, and it hurts so much that he doubts whether it can be used properly.

Fu Wangzhi, who happened to be back from buying medicine outside, pursed his lips when he heard the child's gasping, and said in a deep voice, "Book of love..."

The sudden sound made Bo Qing's hands tremble in fright, and it happened to pull on the sore spot below him, causing tears to flow from his eyes and gasping continuously.

"Fu... Teacher Fu?"

Fu Wangzhi made a "hmm" sound, "How are you? I bought some medicine, you can apply it."

The book was startled, the man said that he went out after the show, so he went to buy medicine for him?

A strong sweetness welled up in his heart, his cheeks were a little hot, and his soft voice was a little shy: "It's... a little red."

In fact, not only a little red, but also a little swollen.And I don't know if it's because of being bored for a long time, there are red dots around Xiao Qingqing, which doesn't look very good.But thinking of the man's behavior of running to buy medicine for him as soon as the scene was over, he didn't want to make him worry more.

Fu Wangzhi paused, and couldn't help but think of the child's flushed body and blurred eyes...

His breathing suddenly became heavy, and he only felt that the pain in his lower abdomen, which had finally subsided after a day, was swollen again.

He took a deep breath and knocked on the door of the changing room: "Medicine."

Because he had just taken off the costume, Boqing wanted to remove the tape underneath first, so he hadn't had time to put on his own clothes at all.

Thinking of the man standing outside the door, he inexplicably felt a little ashamed again. He opened the door a crack and stretched out a hand.

The boy's skin was like creamy fat, his fingers were spread out like bamboo shoots, his joints were distinct, and he was very handsome, not much better than those hand models.

Fu Wangzhi's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his deep gaze paused for two seconds on the white lotus-like arm, and he slowly put the medicine on the palm.

The moment the opponent withdrew his hand, by a strange coincidence, he grabbed the opponent's wrist.

"Need help?" he asked hoarsely.

The man's hands were extremely hot, and he felt the scorching heat from his wrists all the way to the bottom of his heart, making his heart beating wildly, and his body felt hot.

He blushed and struggled, and whispered: "I... I can do it myself."

Fu Wangzhi pursed his lips and let him go.

Looking at the door closing quickly, he felt a little annoyed, why did he ask such a question so suddenly?

Fifteen minutes had passed by the time Baoqing finished applying the medicine and got dressed and came out.

He opened the door slowly, and saw the man sitting on the sofa at a glance.

The man had changed back to his usual casual clothes at this time, and was flipping through a fashion magazine with his eyes slightly downcast. He had short black hair that was crisp and neat, and his straight nose outlined a perfectly lined profile face. Her body seemed to be covered with a layer of soft light, and the picture was extremely beautiful and lingering.

Looking at the book was a little crazy, and the clear eyes couldn't help but bend.

It's great that Mr. Fu is his boyfriend.

So, Fu Wangzhi raised his eyes and saw the kid standing at the door of the changing room, staring at him for a moment and smiling foolishly.

As if infected, he hooked his lips, closed the magazine, and said softly, "Come here."

Boqing blinked, walked over with a little cheerful footsteps, stood in front of him, put his hands behind his back, and called coquettishly: "Mr. Fu..."

The corner of the man's mouth became wider. He stood up and looked down at him. The coldness between his brows and eyes had already melted into a pool of gentle water.

He stretched out his hand and lightly pressed the raised hair on the top of his head, and his low magnetic voice was faintly pampering: "Are you hungry?"

Boqing nodded vigorously. In order to finish filming today's sex scene as soon as possible, he didn't even dare to drink much water, let alone eat, for fear of going to the bathroom. He was already so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back.

Fu Wangzhi took out a mask for him to put on, and asked in a low voice, "What do you want to eat?"

As he spoke, the man's warm breath gently brushed his face, making him feel a little itchy in his heart.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the man who was close at hand. His nose was filled with the familiar scent of mint from his body. He stood on tiptoe and kissed the man on the lips through the mask.

Like a stealing cat, his eyes turned into crescent moons with a smile, "Then what does Teacher Fu want to eat?"

Fu Wangzhi paused, then put a peaked cap on him as if nothing had happened, and said calmly, "I'm not picky about food."

The implication is that everything is fine.

"Then..." Bo Qing tilted his head, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Shall we go eat hot pot?"

Earlier, he overheard Qiu Rong and Lian Bai saying that there is a hot pot restaurant here that is very delicious. At that time, he secretly wrote down the name of the hot pot restaurant, thinking that he would have a meal after the salary was paid.

It is already the middle of January in the Gregorian calendar, and the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the weather has already turned cold. It is quite appropriate to eat hot pot at this time, but...

Looking at the child's bright eyes, Fu Wangzhi didn't think too much about it, "Okay, let's go eat hot pot."

The two put on masks and hats, covered them a little, and walked out side by side.

When approaching the door, Fu Wangzhi suddenly stopped.

Boqing turned to look at him, "What's wrong?"

Most of the man's face was blocked by a black mask, only revealing a pair of black stone-like eyes, which were looking at him deeply at this time.

The man said lightly: "I forgot one thing."

"what……"

Before the love story was finished, Fu Wangzhi suddenly tore off the masks of the two of them, stretched out his long arms and wrapped him tightly in his arms, followed by a fiery kiss.

As if holding back for a long time, the man eagerly explored his mouth inch by inch, his warm tongue greedily snatching the breath that belonged to him.

Caught off guard by being kissed, he didn't even have time to react, the feeling of electric shock from the two lips touching instantly made his mind dizzy.

The breath of the two became hot.

The atmosphere is also gradually warming up.

"Cuckoo..."

At this time, a series of untimely protests came from the belly of the book.

Fu Wangzhi paused for a moment, then bit his lower lip gently, before letting him go.

Thanks to the protest in his stomach, the book has returned to his senses at this time, he touched the lower lip that was bitten by the man, his little head hung down, and his little face was blushing.

It's the second time, it's the second time!

The last time I took a makeup photo, the man heard this little belly growling unsatisfactorily, but this time it actually growled again at...a time like this!

Why are you so unconvinced?Are you hungry? !

Seeing that even the tips of his ears were flushed, a faint smile appeared in Fu Wangzhi's eyes, "Let's go, let's fill up the stomach."

Facing his gaze, Bo Qing hurriedly put on the mask that was pulled down to his chin, trying to block the feeling of inexplicable shame.

The hot pot restaurant that Qiurong mentioned is not too far away, it takes about four or ten minutes by car.

After getting into the car, as soon as Boqing buckled up his seat belt, the man in the driver's seat next to him handed over a piece of white chocolate that had been disassembled, "Eat a piece of chocolate to cushion your stomach first."

Boqing has always had no resistance to eating, and the chocolate looks so delicious, his mouth is salivating quickly, and he almost can't wait to take it and stuff it into his mouth.

When I was busy eating, I still did not forget to bend my eyes and say thanks: "Thank you, Mr. Fu..."

Seeing that he was eating well, Fu Wangzhi curled his lips slightly, stretched out his hand to press the dull hair on the top of his head, and then started the car.

The car was driving on the busy street, and the crew's filming location was gradually left behind.

"Have you thought about signing a company?"

Fu Wangzhi held the steering wheel, looked ahead, and asked casually.

The chocolate is very sweet, so sweet that Bo Qing couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, and when he heard the man's question, he shook his head: "No."

Fu Wangzhi's eyes narrowed slightly, "Why?"

Because he doesn't know if he can continue to be a human being after 99 days.

Book love quickly answered in my heart.

"Huh?" Fu Wangzhi turned his head and glanced at him when he didn't hear the answer.

"I... because I'm a little goblin with poor strength." Because of lying, the book's eyes dodged a little, "I need your energy to maintain my human form, so how dare I run around?"

Taking a full view of his guilty conscience, Fu Wangzhi lowered his eyes slightly, fell silent, and said in a low voice, "Well, what if you sign in to my studio?"

The book was stunned, "What?"

"Would you like to join my studio?"

Before he could answer, Fu Wangzhi continued to speak bluntly: "Your situation is special, and I have my own studio and my own team. Rather than worrying me about you signing up elsewhere, it's better to come to my studio directly."

The man didn't turn around, only the man's perfectly lined side face could be seen from the angle of love, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

When he asked a man to be his boyfriend earlier, he didn't think too much about it. Only now did he realize that he seemed to have overlooked one thing.

One particularly important thing.

His 99-day deadline is approaching.

And his task progress...

"Xiao Ai..." His voice was trembling, with a hint of uneasiness.

Teacher Fu likes him so much, if he can't continue to be a man, what will Teacher Fu do?If he suddenly disappears, will Mr. Fu get sick in a hurry...

Thinking of the scene of the man falling ill and self-mutilation, I didn't dare to continue thinking about it, and hurriedly called out: "Xiao Ai..."

Xiao Ai didn't reply, but directly called up the pink progress bar.

80.00%.

Book love is first stunned, then joyful.

How is this progress so fast?The last time I saw it was still 50.00%. If this progress is followed, is there hope for him to complete the task?

"A book?"

The man's deep voice pulled him back to reality. He looked at the man who turned around, his eyes fell on the other's lips, and his eyes gradually brightened, shining like stars in the sky.

He bent his eyes: "I am willing, I am very willing."