"look-"
As soon as Lu Mingyuan came back from the outside, someone rushed towards him and hurriedly reached out to catch him, enjoying Mo Fan's embrace.
Obediently moving from Mo Fan's excited face to the mobile phone held by the other party, Lu Mingyuan carefully protected the boy in his arms, and led them to the living room.
"It's interesting what these people say."
Seeing Mo Fan fiddling with the phone, Lu Mingyuan helplessly turned the other person's head over, and said with focused eyes, "My baby is the most beautiful."
Mo Fan's ears turned red immediately, feeling a little embarrassed. Lu Mingyuan didn't embarrass the young man, he lifted the thing he was holding, "I brought it for you."
The boy took it with a cheer and opened the lid.
—Everiga's cake.
Mo Fan likes to eat sweets, especially cakes, and his favorite is Everika's Mille-feuille cake.
Taking out the gifted spoon, Mo Fan scooped up a sip carefully, put it in his mouth, chewed it gently in his mouth, and narrowed his beautiful peach blossom eyes as if enjoying it.
"Delicious~" Mo Fan blinked his bright eyes, and smiled at Lu Mingyuan and bent his mouth.
"Mmm," Lu Mingyuan responded, lowered his head to hold the young man's lips, swept the tip of the boy's tongue around, and said in a deep voice, "It's really good."
Mo Fan was so dumbfounded that he even forgot to eat the cake.
Lu Mingyuan laughed, took the small spoon from the other party, and personally took a sip and fed it to the young man's mouth. The young man subconsciously put it in his mouth, and looked at Lu Mingyuan with good eyes.
After feeding the boy in his arms, Lu Mingyuan hugged him and sat on his lap.
"Xiaofan is full, but I'm still hungry."
Mo Fan turned his head and looked around anxiously, but there was no one.
"This is the living room."
"Is it okay without anyone?"
Lu Mingyuan got permission, leaned into Mo Fan's speechless ear, and said in a hoarse voice, "Today, I gave others a day off, and there are only two of us in the room."
Mo Fan moved his legs uneasily. In the past, when there were people in the room, the two of them would go back to the room to do whatever they wanted. In such a spacious hall, Mo Fan felt strange. A little shy, but also a little different kind of stimulation.
While Mo Fan was thinking, the man had already kissed him, from the top of his soft hair to his slender neck...
If you don't have anything to do, you can either rape or steal!
Mo Fan glanced at the densely covered curtains, rubbed his sore waist, and deeply felt that resting at home was a wrong choice.
The living room, the kitchen, the dining table... as long as they wanted to, the two of them tried it all, and Mo Fan's voice became hoarse, and he felt uncomfortable.
"Xiaofan..."
A man's muffled voice came from behind.
"Hello… "
Mo Fan's voice was hoarse and sexy, with an afterthought laziness and sweetness.
…
The rest of the words were smashed into pieces, and Mo Fan soon fell into another vortex.
On the set, Mo Fan was sitting on the sidelines watching others play, feeling a little drowsy. Lu Mingyuan meant to ask for a day off so that Mo Fan would not be fooled. Staying at home, isn't it giving someone a chance? Yesterday, the other party tossed him for almost a whole day, and didn't let him go to sleep until early in the morning.
In order to be able to sleep, Mo Fan felt that he had lost all his shame, and said a lot of things that he would never say before.
At this moment, the young man sitting on the chair rested his chin with one hand, his eyes were blurred, and his thin forehead hair slid down to cover his charming peach eyes, casting a shadow. There is a light pink layer on the fair and shiny cheeks, delicate and lovely. It seems that all the hustle and bustle has left him, and he is immersed in his own world, which is beautiful and hazy and far away.
On the set, on the surface, everyone was concentrating on the work at hand, but in fact, everyone's attention was on Mo Fan. A scene has been NGed no less than five times, but Mo Fan didn't notice it, his eyes were half closed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Seeing that everyone was in a trance, Xiang Jing got up and walked towards Mo Fan.
"Mo Fan," Xiang Jing called out with a self-conscious smile.
After the film was broadcast, the response exceeded everyone's expectations, and the box office has reached hundreds of millions. This all indicates that this movie is a hit! At the same time, there are also actors who play movie roles. All this is as Xiang Jing imagined, but he is not included in this angry person.
Now his reputation on the Internet is not good. Many black points complain about his poor acting skills and like to tease him because of his meagerness. The evidence is the previous two meager incidents. Although he hired sailors to bleach him, the effect was not obvious.
Without the support of anyone behind the scenes, without the operation of the company team, he alone had little effect in changing the direction of public opinion.
Mo Fan's slack eyes returned, and when he saw the person in front of him, he frowned in disgust.
Mo Fan didn't hide his disgust at all, but Xiang Jing couldn't ignore it, and forced a smile, "Our show has been delayed for a long time, I don't know if you have time to play against me, we will try not to waste the time of the crew .”
Xiang Jing's posture was low, but there was a certain meaning in what he said: Mo Fan was a busy man, he put on airs and didn't play with him, and even deliberately delayed the crew's time.
Mo Fan also smiled. Who does Xiang Jing think he is? No one can cure him? Trouble him so many times, thinking he won't fight back? Do you think you are superior to others because you are not from this world? It was the first time he had seen such an arrogant person.
Mo Fan was just too lazy to deal with the other party. In the end, he was mistaken for being afraid of him. Who gave him the confidence
"Xiang Jing, is it because your acting skills are too bad that you have been NG many times?"
Xiang Jing was stunned, every time he was NG, Mo Fan would take the initiative to call "stop", so he turned the truth upside down and said it was his acting skills, Xiang Jing didn't react all of a sudden.
"If you hadn't been too dramatic every time, I wouldn't have shouted 'stop'."
Seeing that the situation was going against him, Xiang Jing made an expression of aggrieved, as if he had accepted a big wrong, "I didn't."
Tsk tsk tsk, what a beautiful white lotus.
"If you say no, there is no? Why don't you ask other people's opinions?"
While talking, there happened to be two staff members next to the two who listened to the whole process. Mo Fan looked at the two with a questioning look, and they nodded hurriedly.
"You are slandering me!" Xiang Jing forgot all his disguise, and his eyes were full of anger.
"How did we slander you? Is it true that poor acting skills? Look at what is said about you on the Internet, saying that you are a stain in the movie."
Xiang Jing was forced to take a step back by Mo Fan's domineering posture, stabilized his body and said, "Those are trolls."
"Trolls who have shortcomings have a reason to spray you."
Xiang Jing was speechless, and angrily shouted "You're talking nonsense", which attracted everyone on the set to look over.
"What are you doing? You don't want to act anymore, do you?" The director came over cursingly, "Xiang Jing, it's you again, just stay here and don't disturb others."
Xiang Jing was so angry that the circles of his eyes were red, and there was a faint wetness in his eyes, with grievances in his eyes. Matching with the excessively red face, there was a hint of enchantment, which made the director stunned.
In order to cover up his gaffe, the director said loudly and impatiently, "Let's go, let's go."
"Director, Mo Fan is deliberately embarrassing me..."
Before Xiang Jing could finish speaking, the director interrupted Xiang Jing and waved him away. So what if Mo Fan made things difficult on purpose? A powerless little artist, want him to offend Mo Fan and help him? It's too good to think.
"Here, Mo Fan, don't take it to heart, some people are just jealous of you and can't listen to what you say." The director explained to Mo Fan flatteringly.
Mo Fan nodded coldly and sat down again.
The director saw Mo Fan's tired face, and knew that the other party might not perform well today, so he didn't arrange for him to play.
In the corner, Xiang Jing felt the mocking gazes from everyone on the set. Shame made his face blush, which lasted for a long time.
Xiang Jing huddled in a corner by himself, like a wounded animal, so pitiful. Xiang Jing has a baby face, looks like a small person, but there is still a rare cleanness in his body, big almond eyes are watery, quite pitiful.
Looking at it from a large number of eyes, Xiang Jing didn't notice it at all.
The author has something to say: Putting some meat scum will be locked, it seems that welfare is banned