The next day, Gu Tingchuan left Nanfa City by plane accompanied by everyone. Because of his injury, he temporarily returned home to rest for a week, and the studio became his "position" of course.
Yiran first made an agreement with him in three chapters. The time limit for each work must be fixed. When the time comes, she must go back to her room and lie down to recuperate. Take care of Director Gu for her.
Sometimes, Gu Tingchuan worked hard in the studio, connected to the shooting site through rear-projection TV and wireless, and Yiran prepared three meals for him. In addition, this man doesn't like sweets too much, but he still likes a few snacks. She would take turns cooking something to refresh him.
She also put the newly purchased tea cakes neatly into the cabinet in the kitchen. Sometimes after brewing tea, she would put a plate of peeled pine nuts and send them to Director Gu.
After a few days in this way, Yiran walked to the studio with a tea tray around eight o'clock at night, and found that Gu Tingchuan was flipping through a book. out of the script.
She looked curiously, put down the tea tray, raised her eyes and asked him: "What's the matter? Haven't the script and storyboard been finished?"
Gu Tingchuan responded softly, put down the pen in his hand, and said, "Being quiet at home, I want to go through it one last time and find out all the details that need to be revised."
Yiran's gaze came to the book at Director Gu's hand. She picked it up and flipped through it. He noticed her gaze and said in a deep and clear voice, "Actually, every time I read a book, I hope You can read it with me too."
He coughed, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly: "I'd like to know what you think."
Gu Tingchuan not only wants her to belong to him, he also hopes to exchange ideas with each other, he needs to be able to read each other's thoughts, so as to win her heart, and he has already dedicated his whole heart and soul.
Yiran's eyebrows brightened, as if he understood the deep meaning of his words, and a soft feeling surged in his heart: "I know, I'll read it before going to bed later. Director Gu, your "love words" ’ It seems that not everyone can understand it.”
She leaned over and kissed him hard on the cheek, and her soft lips rubbed against the man's cheek so quickly that it was overwhelming.
"I'm going to take a shower now, and it's time for you to rest." Yiran looked at him with the attitude of a little teacher, "When I show up, it's best to see you obediently in the bedroom."
Gu Tingchuan came to his senses and nodded, "Understood."
Yiran turned around and left the studio, went to the master bedroom to get a change of clothes, and walked out of the bathroom refreshed after taking a shower, only to find that Director Gu had broken his promise and was still painting and changing under the brightly lit chandelier.
She saw that he was still in a state of indulging in work, and she wanted to go up and pull his ears: "Don't make me angry, I'm afraid when I get angry."
Hearing this, Gu Tingchuan turned around and saw the little girl who had just come out of the shower. She hung a towel on her shoulders and wiped her hair slightly sideways. The dress under the white towel revealed her seductive lines faintly.
In the warm light, her expression was serious, her eyes were bent like crescent moons, and she seemed to have a kind of luster like water. She lowered her head and glanced at the script of "Bright Moon". One sentence said by the protagonist is not only the original intention of the male protagonist, but also the central idea of the whole play.
Under the warm light, the line of words seemed to be shining, and it was reflected in her eyes without knowing it. Yiran's fingers rubbed the words on the paper, and slowly read out: "Where the heart is, the shoes are going; Life is like a journey against the sky, with a single reed to sail.”
After carefully pondering the silent and vast meaning behind this sentence, she couldn't help feeling: "If this can be done...it's really great."
Gu Tingchuan looked at her side face, his eyes were fixed, as if thinking of something in his black eyes, he couldn't help muttering: "Life is like a journey against you, I will never forget it..."
Yiran didn't hear what he said clearly, and when he wanted to ask again, he had already changed the subject silently: "I also listened to your opinion about changing the style of the movie this time. Maybe 'filming' and 'life 'The same is not fixed, and each director is allowed to make various attempts according to his own ideas, because the purpose of creation is inherently different."
She certainly agreed, holding his face and leaning towards him, Gu Tingchuan was content to enjoy the grace of the beauty, his clear eyes were shining brightly, he lowered his head to linger on his wife's neck, and also took advantage of the opportunity to see the nightdress on her body, with a slight smile on his lips : "... Wearing the new nightdress from last time?"
Yiran was hugged tightly by him, and shyly buried her head on his chest, faintly aware that the current atmosphere was a bit ambiguous. She propped her hands back on the edge of his desk, raised her body slightly, and felt Gu Tingchuan's warm kisses.
The kiss seemed to be an outburst that had been suppressed for many days, which made her tremble unbearably, but she still pulled his shirt with her fingertips, and responded implicitly, the sparkling eyes in her eyes were touching.
"Since you can't work anymore, let's do something else."
The shirt on Gu Tingchuan's chest was open, and his skin glowed brightly under the light, making all the thoughts drawn to him.
Feeling the dangerous tendency of the man's lower body between the buttocks, she reacted and looked at him with wide eyes, only to realize that those black eyes were dark and scorching hot, and they were about to steam her like a small crab. .
"You, you are still recuperating..."
Last time they were in the study, this time... Are they going to be in Gu Dao's "sacred and inviolable" studio? ?
Gu Tingchuan stared at her bright red lips, leaned forward and said vaguely: "You're already like this... Can I resist?" He pulled the white towel off Yiran's body, and traced his finger along the edge of the nightdress.
"Don't worry, my body has recovered a long time ago. If you don't believe me, it's more practical to show you."
He suddenly carried her from the table to the ground, pulled up his thin waist and pressed it on her body, the man's lips were rubbed hard.
Yiran's hands were clasped behind his back, and his whole body was hot, his ears were crispy, and his long hair was messy and coquettish, which made people feel confused and fascinated.
Suddenly, she breathed eagerly, and when she saw through her misty eyes, she found that the scripts and materials that had just been laid were all over the floor.
Her body froze, and the rapid tightening made the man grunt, getting more ready to go.
"Don't worry about it, anyway, I have all the words in my mind."
If it was before, she would never have dared to imagine that this serious man would allow them to be lingering on the most important script, but what happened in front of her was exactly this kind of situation, his voice was low, with Unable to resist the temptation, they were covered in a thin layer of sweat, and they didn't care about anything else around them.
Even if these papers are already wet and wrinkled, there is no need to worry about it, Gu Tingchuan just wants to lower his head and kiss the teardrop eyes.
"Hey, then your shoulder... be careful..."
Yiran has nowhere to escape, she can only hold on to his arm tightly, the feeling of the palm is a strong muscle, but she is afraid of hurting his body, she still dare not use force, the man's demands are deep and urgent, crushing her physical strength , The tactile sensation of rubbing each other's skin is unstoppable.
Gu Tingchuan stared at her with gentle eyes like water, and the dimmed lights in the room illuminated the two entangled people.
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A week passed in the blink of an eye, and seeing that Gu Tingchuan had to work overtime to catch up with the progress, Yiran still felt a little bit reluctant.
She wanted to say that after he left, she couldn't make nutritious soup to replenish his body... But then again, seeing his brave "performance" that night, she might be worrying unfoundedly.
Gu Tingchuan was on an afternoon flight, and Yiran helped pack the luggage together in the morning. As soon as they folded their clothes, they heard someone ring their electronic doorbell downstairs.
She walked to the door of the living room, glanced at the screen, and felt suspicious for a moment. She really didn't expect that it was Guo Baiyu who hadn't seen her for a while.
She considered it for a while, thought carefully in her heart, and finally opened the downstairs door for the other party.
Yiran walked back to the study room, tapped the door frame lightly with his fingers, raised his tone on purpose, and reminded the man: "Director Gu, Guo Baiyu, the house goddess, has come to the door."
Hearing this, Gu Tingchuan frowned slightly: "I'll go and have a look."
After Guo Baiyu came up, Director Gu stood in the living room, and didn't intend to tell her to sit down. Instead, he greeted her slightly, his eyes were quite indifferent: "Is there something wrong?"
She probably came from a studio somewhere, with the makeup on her face still on, with a slightly tired expression on her face, she looked at the man in front of her worriedly, and the worry in her eyes couldn't be concealed: "I heard that you were injured, you will be injured as soon as you get off the plane." I thought about coming to see you."
Although the crew blocked the news of Gu Tingchuan's injury from various media, it seems that the rumors leaked from somewhere. The man rubbed his brows, put his hands on his waist, and showed his impatient attitude: "This is my home. Don't come here casually. Also, if there is anything to contact my assistant in advance, although I am a director, I can clearly distinguish between personal and business affairs."
"I know it's impolite, Director Gu, I just... can't handle the news as if nothing happened."
Guo Baiyu wanted to show his considerate side, so he came here in such a hurry on purpose, besides, she thought it was a working day and his wife should not be at home.
Unexpectedly, Yiran happened to have no class in the morning, so she asked for leave and went to school later, so she just ran into it.
Yiran came out of the study room with a slight smile on her face, but it didn't enter her eyes. She raised her eyes to look at the woman, her eyes were bright: "You can see it now, my husband is fine."
Gu Tingchuan had no time to waste. Before Guo Baiyu could finish speaking, he sent her away: "Please go back. If you have other matters, please talk to my assistant."
When the man closed the door forcefully, Yi Ran leaned on the edge of the sofa, and said bluntly: "She is not very emotionally intelligent. From now on, please don't bring me someone like Gu Tai's mother." If the rival in love comes back, then I will really lose my temper."
Gu Tingchuan didn't bother to answer Mrs. Gu's question at all, so he turned around and went to the study to continue tidying up.
Yiran: "..."
Bad attitude! ! !
On the ground floor of this clean and bright apartment, Guo Baiyu's sad eyes were already filled with tears. She took the elevator to the first floor in silence, took out a tissue stiffly, wiped away the tears from her cheeks, and then took the powder from her bag to make up. After touching up her makeup, she put on her sunglasses again and went out.
Not far away, a figure hid quickly, and after making sure that the woman hadn't spotted him, he quickly followed up.