I heard I'm the official partner of the villain

In the middle of the night, the palaces and pavilions were dimly lit.

Glazed tiles, vermilion lacquered doors, cornices and heavy corners, a black figure stepped lightly across, his figure was extremely fast, without making any sound, and a sharp phantom flashed across the air at the corner of his clothes.

In the sleeping hall, incense is lingering, candles are playing shadows, amber wine, jasper glass, there is a beautiful woman wearing a green gauze, lazily leaning on the man in black robes, her posture is ambiguous, her voice is soft, her breath is like orchid, "Your Majesty, I want to play something exciting tonight."

The man stretched his arms around the beauty's slender waist, hooked his lips, and smiled wildly, "How does the beauty want to play?"

The beauty chuckled and suggested, "I want to play the scene of catching the assassin, what does your majesty think?"

The man lightly picked her chin with his fingertips, his handsome appearance under the radiance of the lights made people fascinated, the corners of his lips seemed to be smiling, full of evil, and his voice was deep, "Ji Yimei."

The beauty looked at him, dazed for a moment.

"Card!"

The director next to him stood up to Yan, his tone was not very good, "I said this beauty, why are you so dazed?! You are here to assassinate him, not his little fan girl! OK?!"

"This is the third time, okay? If not, let's take another one," he said, pointing to the person sitting next to the pillar in the corner, "I didn't see that the second male was almost asleep ?!"

With his finger, many people's eyes turned to that side. After all, I really didn't expect that Song Dongling's women's clothing is really beautiful. After changing the clothes and makeup, it was amazing when she came out. Few people, even three points more beautiful than the beauty in front of me.

Song Dongling, who was called by the public, rolled his eyes. He really didn't want to see the eyes of the crowd. He tilted his head, his long hair drooped down, covering half of his face, and lay in a corner alone, and began to sleep.

Seeing this, Xiang Yan quickly yelled, "Don't sleep for the second man! It will be your show later!"

Song Dongling gritted his teeth, and said silently, "...fuck."

Here, Feng Ci begged for a few words of love for the girl who played the beauty, and did it again.

This time it was not ng, just passed it.

In fact, not much, here is mainly the role of Fengci, knowing that the other party is here to assassinate him, he has to pretend not to know, and accidentally and luckily avoid all the killer moves.

It's like putting on a farce.

It's really not easy to act when the lights are dim and your eyes are blindfolded.

So in one scene, when the second male lead disguised as a woman came towards him, according to the script, he had to hug her and then fall down on the bed logically.

This Feng Ci did nothing wrong, but his movements were too crisp and neat, his eyes were covered with a layer of black veil, and he couldn't see clearly, but he heard a muffled groan from the person under him, probably because he had knocked somewhere.

The director didn't call out, and the actors who took over the scene also came on stage in due course.

What is the silver thread begonia flower on the tent, the wind is moving, what is like falling into the cloud mountain and the magical sea, Feng Ci didn't see a single one, there was a smear of darkness in front of his eyes, and he had to deal with the questioning outside the hall, and at the same time dealt with the people around him in a nonchalant manner. Tricky "Beauty."

Just when his lines were almost finished, Song Dongling finally couldn't take it anymore, and when the camera was not on him, he cursed in a low voice, "Where the hell are you touching?!"

Feng Ci, "..."

They are all on the same bed, where do you think he can touch them.

Besides, it's not that he wants to touch it, this is how the play has to be performed, he didn't tear his clothes, all thanks to the high quality of the king, that is, the hero.

The black veil was finally torn off, and in the darkness, the two faced each other.

"It's you?!"

Jiang An's face showed surprise, and his expression was slightly at a loss. Just about to continue speaking, his head tilted, and he fell down unconsciously.

Nan Sang expressionlessly pushed away the man who was about to fall on him, quickly took out what he wanted from the man, and then pretended to be a court lady, and left.

As soon as he walked, the long eyelashes of the person lying on the bed trembled, and he opened his eyes, his eyes were full of clarity, stretched his body, lay lazily on his side, with a lazy posture, and said with emotion, "Tsk tsk, why? Are all the beauties going to be assassins?"

"What a waste."

"Okay, once." Xiang Yan smiled happily, ran to Feng Ci, and asked with a smile, "How do you feel?"

Feng Ci sat up and straightened his clothes, "It's okay, I'll go back and adjust my status again."

Xiang Yan nodded, very seriously, "The male lead is very important, he is the focus of this drama, you must grasp his state."

Feng Ci also nodded, and asked with a serious expression, "Director, did you see that the male second stepped on me just now?"

Originally, there was no such thing, but just now Song Dongling added an extra reaction, and by the way, stomped on him hard, which was not light.

Xiang Yan, "..."

He touched his nose, his eyes drifted, "Uh... I don't think there's anything wrong with it."

You must know that Feng Ci left for two days, and Song Dongling's side was surrounded by low air pressure for two days. In these two days, not to mention other people in the crew, even he dared not approach casually.

Now it's just a step, as if... it's not a big deal...

Feng Ci took a look at him, didn't bother to pay attention to him, got up to change clothes, and when passing by Song Dongling who was sitting on the headgear being unloaded, he deliberately leaned over, tilted his head and teased, "Yo, the little lady is quite pretty. ah."

He is now a cynical ruffian, just like when Jiang An was molesting the beautiful maids in the palace.

Song Dongling's already unhappy complexion immediately darkened, he gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a few words, "Just wait for me."

Feng Ci stood there leisurely, with a leisurely posture, seeing this person's state of being unable to move around, he laughed vigorously, "Wait just wait, I'm here right now."

"Brother!" Song Dongling's assistant over there hastily put down the things in his hands, came over to block the two of them, blocked their sight, faced Feng Ci, and persuaded, "Brother, why don't you go change your clothes first ?”

Feng Ci looked very talkative, and patted him on the shoulder, "That's fine, for your sake."

As soon as this remark came out, the assistant let out a huge drop of cold sweat.

He was a little afraid to look back at his brother Song.

Others don't know, but he knows very well how much his brother cares about this person.

In the next few days, the progress of the crew was good, and the plot continued smoothly, except for the relationship between the male one male and the second... something was wrong?

Song Yue took two mouthfuls of rice and another bite of the chicken leg, her eyes darting around the two of them.

Why do you always feel that Song Dongling both hates and likes Fengci?

He will watch every scene of Feng Ci, and he will watch it very seriously. Sometimes others will think that he is attracted to Feng Ci, but this person usually dislikes Feng Ci as much as he likes. He was very ruthless.

Not afraid of offending Fengci at all.

And Feng Ci is not a disadvantaged person.

So the relationship between these two is... well... always passionate and sparks fly.

But fortunately, the relationship between the two in the play is similar, like an enemy or a friend, so the director and screenwriter turned a blind eye and let it develop.

On this day, the hot and dry day finally couldn't hold back, and it rained heavily.

Suddenly someone came to find Fengci.

The man was dressed in casual clothes, with a tall and straight posture, holding an umbrella and standing in the heavy rain. The heavy rain was pouring, and the water splashed everywhere, which wet the man's black short boots.

When he got closer, Feng Ci saw the man's face clearly, it was the policeman.

There have been two sides before.

He still doesn't know what it's called.

"Zhuang Rui," the man looked cold, his black eyes were indifferent, and he handed him his ID, "I'm a policeman."

Feng Ci took a look, then looked away, "What's the matter?"

"I suspect that your younger sister, Feng Yu, has been illegally detained, so I'm here to ask you about the situation."

When he said this, his sharp eyes were fixed on Feng Ci's reaction.

……

After the person left, Feng Ci squeezed the center of his eyebrows, drank the cold coffee in his cup, got up, and left the coffee shop.

It rained for several days, unabated.

The crew's progress has been put on hold for the time being, and the filming will start after the rain stops.

Feng Ci has been nesting in the hotel all the time, never leaving the door, and sometimes he doesn't even want to eat.

There is no need to go out to eat at all, basically order takeaway, and when the meal time comes, the meal will be delivered.

When the door was knocked, Feng Ci was sitting there, with a notebook spread out in front of him, with white paper and black lines, and a black pen in his hand.

There are only a few scattered words in the notebook, the handwriting is messy, scattered, without rules, in a mess.

There is a sketch next to it, a young girl with long hair and beautiful facial features. When she smiles, there is a slight dimple on her face.

Feng Ci didn't raise his head, "Go in."

The door was opened and closed, and a man walked up to him and put the takeaway on the table. The man looked down at Feng Ci who was drawing the girl's skirt on the white paper.

His hands are steady, his strokes are clean and neat, and his lines are smooth.

After a while, the sketch of the girl appeared.

"You can still draw?"

Feng Ci looked up, "Why are you here?"

Song Dongling asked, "Is this what you like?"

"This is my sister."

Song Dongling frowned, opened his mouth, hesitated for a while, but swallowed the words.

After a long time, I finally held back a sentence, "Why are you painting your sister when you have nothing to do?"

Feng Ci put down the pen, "I am willing."

He opened the takeaway, and there were five or six dishes, both meat and vegetables, and quite a few spicy ones, he was stunned for a moment, "What did you order?"

Xiao Chen knows that he doesn't eat spicy food, and he basically avoids it on weekdays.

Song Dongling picked up a pair of chopsticks, "That's right, I'll let you try Sichuan cuisine."

As he said, he picked up some vegetables and put them on the rice in front of Feng Ci, "Try it."

Feng Ci looked at him inexplicably, "Tell me the truth, are you sick?"

For a while, I dislike him to death, and for a while, I am inexplicably nice to him.

Song Dongling raised his eyes, his eyes darkened, "Try to say it again?"

Feng Ci didn't want to make noise, so he sat down to eat without saying a word.

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

After Song Dongling took two mouthfuls of rice, his eyes moved away from the notebook, and seemed to fall on Feng Ci's lips that were already a little red from the heat.

He took a sip of the soup and suddenly said something.

"Two years later, get married."

"Cough cough cough——!!!"

A chili seed just happened to get stuck in his throat, and Feng Ci choked for a long time before he recovered and couldn't hold back his curse.

"Are you sick?!"

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