After Li Zhiqing took the photo, he clicked on the big picture and admired it.
In the photo, the distance between his cheeks and You Chuan's is less than three centimeters.
You Chuan has clear eyebrows, a straight nose, and tough facial contours. In addition, his hair and eyes are dark and dark, and his expression is always calm. Even if his facial features are good, they can give people an intuitive feeling of extreme indifference. Under normal circumstances, no one would dare to take a second look at him seriously.
But Li Zhiqing's aura is much more easy-going. His eyes are slightly raised, and his eyelashes are long and thick. Looking at his eyes alone, he does have a kind of indistinguishable charm, but when he puts them together with other facial features, he has a heroic air that is not too much. , Even though he has long hair, it doesn't make people feel that he lacks the slightest manliness at all. He is beautiful but handsome, and it is an absolutely pleasing appearance.
If You Chuan is a sharp edge with a sharp edge, then Li Zhiqing is a scabbard with extravagant carvings, which can always make You Chuan's aura easily restrained, and transform the "normal situation" that no one dares to approach into a rare one. "Unusual state", the aura is already terribly harmonious, and the photo in the same frame completely freezes that sense of harmony.
Li Zhiqing looked at the two people's faces next to each other, but didn't feel any incongruity, and only had one more solid idea in his mind: they are quite a good match.
"Want to send you a copy?" Li Zhiqing raised his head and saw You Chuan was also looking at his mobile phone, so he asked him.
You Chuan quickly raised his gaze, nodded and said, "Yes."
You Chuan only uses icons to remember the games Li Zhiqing often plays and which software corresponds to Weibo. He doesn’t have much idea about words, and he stays with Li Zhiqing every day and has no other people to contact, so WeChat This kind of chat software is not downloaded.
Li Zhiqing used bluetooth to send the photos, and when he opened the album to confirm, he paused with his fingertips, and suddenly wanted to delete all the photos of the wounded makeup below.
It's normal to have this idea. No one wants people who like him to hold so many black histories in their hands. When he saw these photos last time, he was shocked and embarrassed. Now he has Immunity, the only reaction is to want to delete.
It may be that Li Zhiqing's eyes were too decisive when he had the idea of deleting the photo, and You Chuan saw something. His fingertips hovered over the screen for less than two seconds before You Chuan pulled the phone back.
This scene is a bit ridiculous from the third perspective, You Chuan's posture is as if he wants to guard some treasure, even if he himself dislikes it, then he has to protect it.
"It's a good shot." Hubao Kuangmo said.
Li Zhiqing, who failed to seize the treasure, put away the frustration of not being able to destroy the black history, and replied with a smile: "Of course, we are all good-looking."
You Chuan also let out a low laugh, rubbing his thumb lightly on the screen.
Because there is still a shooting task in the morning tomorrow, and he needs to get up early, Li Zhiqing can't stay up too late, and the hour hand will turn off the lights and start to rest when the hour hand is about to point to ten o'clock.
You Chuan lay on the bed without closing his eyes. After the breathing of the people around him gradually subsided, he turned over as usual and changed his posture to face Li Zhiqing.
Li Zhiqing likes to spread his hair to the shoulders when he sleeps. Although his sleeping appearance is not wild, he will press his hair down from time to time because of small movements. Whenever his scalp is pulled, he will groan in a dream twice, It sounded like a little beast that still smelled like milk, so cute and coquettish. When it finished moaning, it felt like its hair was being pulled by something, and it changed its movements slowly. Willingly.
You Chuan didn't wait too long tonight, seeing Li Zhiqing rubbed against the pillow, his shoulders and arms moved accordingly, he immediately stretched out his hand to push the strand of hair away from the bed, timing it just right, and didn't let Li Zhiqing move it again. Hair weighed down.
Filming consumes a lot of energy and physical strength, and You Chuan has a faint reassuring smell, so Li Zhiqing sleeps deeply every night, completely unaware that someone will watch him sleep all the time.
The light from the street lamp outside shrouded Li Zhiqing's face through the curtains, making the eyelashes that were hanging down even dance with light.
You Chuan's eyes flicked around the corners of his eyes, thinking about what Li Zhiqing said not long ago when he was on the phone with others, his brows slowly frowned.
He knows what "emotional" means, and he can understand the intentional or unintentional expressions of affection towards Li Zhiqing by some people on the set. He was inexplicably uncomfortable.
The person lying next to him was clearly his, from head to toe, why would someone with no eyesight always show that kind of look at his things.
You Chuan stared at Li Zhiqing, who was sleeping soundly, for a long time with burning eyes, and finally sat up, leaned over silently, and put his hands on the sides of the person under him.
Concerned about the few scratches on his body, Li Zhiqing deliberately chose a loose set of clothes tonight. The round neckline was a little too big, and when he lay down, most of his two straight collarbones were exposed, not to mention his fair neck.
You Chuan stared at that piece of skin, raised his hand and lightly pressed Li Zhiqing's head to the side, and when the line of the other's neck was completely revealed, he bent down and opened his mouth to bite it without hesitation.
After confirming the relationship between beasts, both parties will leave their own scents and marks on each other's bodies. While swearing their sovereignty, it is equivalent to blatantly issuing a warning to the outside world: This is my partner, no one can touch him .
You Chuan wanted to give Li Zhiqing such a sip a long time ago, but Li Zhiqing has been correcting his mistakes in daily language, of course You Chuan will seriously understand what Li Zhiqing said to him, and gradually realized that he should not be too domineering, Therefore, this mouthful has not fallen for a long time.
But tonight he couldn't hold it anymore, his heart was jealous and a little sour, he just wanted to be unreasonable for once.
You Chuan's bite was not too light, Li Zhiqing let out a painful "hmm", and turned his head to avoid it.
You Chuan quickly loosened his teeth, quickly licked the circle of bite marks with the tip of his tongue, and slowly heaved a sigh of relief when Li Zhiqing calmed down again.
He raised his head from his neck and looked at Li Zhiqing's face.
The other party frowned slightly after being bitten by him, as if silently blaming him for being so unreasonable all the time.
Feeling guilty, You Chuan raised his hand and gently rubbed the place where his eyebrows were frowning, and rubbed the tip of his nose on Li Zhiqing's face affectionately, retorting silently in his heart, this person is his in the first place, so it's okay to leave a mark Reasonably, he did the right thing.
Li Zhiqing got up early the next morning, twisted his neck from side to side several times while washing in front of the mirror, sat on the chair in the dressing room of the crew, and couldn't help touching both sides of his neck.
"A stiff neck?" The make-up artist skillfully helped him apply the primer.
"No, I'm just..." Li Zhiqing looked at himself in the opposite mirror, "Last night I had a very real dream. I dreamed of a monster that came out of nowhere and bit my neck off with one bite. It hurts so bad I can't even scream."
"The pressure of filming is too much. Soak your feet before going to bed to relax." The makeup artist suggested.
Li Zhiqing thanked him, but still looked towards his neck.
When he was a child, he couldn't sleep well at night, and he often had messy dreams. Sometimes when he woke up, he would have a few inexplicable bruises and small wounds on his body. Every time Tang Shunshi saw it, he looked serious, presumably because he was haunted by some evil spirit. up.
But he got up this morning and checked his body several times. Except for the abrasions caused by Wia, the other places are smooth and intact. What's more, You Chuan stayed in the same room with him, so he wouldn't encounter anything like before.
Thinking of this, Li Zhiqing looked at You Chuan's reflection in the mirror, and unexpectedly found that the other party was lowering his head and playing with his mobile phone, instead of looking at him from behind like before.
Li Zhiqing stared at him for a long time, but You Chuan never raised his head.
what's the situation? What are you playing
Just as Li Zhiqing frowned in confusion, the makeup artist snapped his fingers in front of his eyes: "Relax your expression, close your eyes and don't move around."
Li Zhiqing had no choice but to look away, and cooperated with the makeup artist to paint on his face.
As soon as he closed his eyes, You Chuan moved his gaze up. As for the mobile phone in his hand, it was just a desktop, and nothing was turned on.
The stills of historical dramas are not as hot as idol dramas. Most of the cast members are old dramas, and the content of the script is also historical adaptation. Many viewers already have a certain understanding, so there are not too many restrictions on the stills, and it is impossible to talk about leaks. .
After putting on his makeup, Li Zhiqing went outside to find a nice background to take a selfie. It happened that an uncle from the photography team passed by and enthusiastically wanted to take some pictures for him: "Come on, tell me how you want to feel?"
"It's fine as a desktop." Li Zhiqing spoke out the fan's request.
The man laughed, and pointed the camera at him: "It's the same as not saying anything, your image can be used as a desktop if you take a photo."
Li Zhiqing also smiled, thanked him after the shooting, and selected a few photos to edit his new Weibo.
It's not seven o'clock in the morning, but as soon as the Weibo is sent out, the prompts of likes, comments and reposts are superimposed one after another.
[As soon as the alarm was turned off, I heard a voice of special concern, got up and saw that it was Li Li who sent a selfie! ! ]
[Six photos were posted at once... Please keep this selfie frequency up! ! ! ]
[Lick lick lick! ! ! The male god is really efficient, he deserves to be a man who keeps his word! ! ]
Li Zhiqing still wanted to communicate with everyone, but the arrangement on the other side of the scene had already been completed, and Wang Yunlu also raised a loudspeaker to remind him loudly.
He had no choice but to put away his mobile phone, took You Chuan to a round table and sat down, and quickly cleaned up the paper and pens on the table to the table: "I have a lot of tasks this morning, you don't have to follow me around, Sit here and watch videos or something, I will come to you during the break."
You Chuan nodded, and waited for Li Zhiqing to rush to shoot before he lowered his head and began to study those very unfamiliar square characters.
What Li Zhiqing is going to film today is the scene where Zhong Kuang sends a letter to his family. From being reused by the prince at the beginning to being used by the enemy party at the end, it arouses the prince's suspicion. The span of time spans five years. After each filming, he has to change his costumes and adjust his makeup , running back and forth at three o'clock and one line.
"After acting in so many plays, Zhong Kuang is really the most difficult strategist I know." Feng Liangqiu played the dark chess game buried in the East Palace by the Fourth Prince, and had two rivalry scenes with Li Zhiqing, and chatted with Li Zhiqing during the interval between putting on makeup.
Li Zhiqing smiled: "Everyone chooses differently."
"Then if you were Zhong Kuang, would you choose to stay in the village, or accept the recommendation and step into the officialdom?" Feng Liangqiu asked him.
Li Zhiqing was stunned for a moment, but did not answer immediately.
Zhong Kuang is a very special character, a typical example of someone who doesn't want to be a counselor but can only become a counselor.
He was wandering and helpless since he was a child. When he was six years old, he wandered to Qingyue Village, Yingzhou, where he was adopted and cared for by a girl surnamed Pang whose parents died early. Miss Pang was ten years older than him. Her family was backward and she was divorced by her husband's family. She was shamed by the villagers. Since then, the unrelated siblings have been in love for a long time, and they can't walk away in a fair manner. When we get together, we can only hide our feelings for each other, never revealing them.
The reason why Zhong Kuang studied hard and stepped into the officialdom is so that one day he can bring Miss Pang from Qingyue Village to Beijing, and get married together.
But he knew that this was a huge gamble, and if he made a wrong move, he would be doomed. That's why he carried the letter close to his body. Once he became a loser, he would rely on the letter to tell Miss Pang that he had a family in Beijing. If he wants to live with his wife incognito, he may not be able to go home to visit him in the future.
However, what Zhong Kuang didn't know was that Miss Pang, who stayed in the village, passed away as early as the second year after he left home. What he communicated with him every year was only the family letter written before his death. The mind is turbulent, showing flaws in the officialdom.
No matter where you look at it, it's utterly pathetic.
Li Zhiqing raised his knuckles and tapped on the table twice: "I'll probably make a bet too."
After the shooting mission was over, Li Zhiqing went to look for You Chuan over there without taking off his makeup. Across the crowd, he could see You Chuan writing something on a piece of draft paper with a signature pen from a distance.
Even if he stepped lightly on purpose, he couldn't hide it from the sensitive You Chuan. Before he took a few steps, You Chuan stopped writing and looked back at him.
Li Zhiqing had no choice but to touch his nose and walk quickly, stood behind You Chuan and tilted his head to see what he wrote on the paper.
You Chuan subconsciously blocked it with his hands.
"What are you covering?" Li Zhiqing held his arm and smiled, making gestures to grab the paper.
You Chuan is very strong, if you don't want him to get it, no matter how hard you try to grab it, Li Zhiqing can't help it: "Ugly."
"It's okay, it didn't look good when I first learned how to write." Li Zhiqing didn't give up yet, and kept grinding him.
You Chuan was so bullied by him that he couldn't help it, he hesitated for a while before slowly removing the palm covered on the paper.
Li Zhiqing raised his eyebrows and smiled when he achieved his goal, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment after seeing the words written by You Chuan.
—… Written on the paper, it seems to be his name.
The author has something to say: You Chuan: The hair is mine, the face is mine, the neck is mine, everything from head to toe is mine.
Li Zhiqing: In fact, we ordinary people do not rely on one bite to determine our life.
You Chuan:
Li Zhiqing: After entering the household registration book, exchanging wedding rings is a declaration of sovereignty.
You Chuan:? ?
Li Zhiqing: First of all, you are a black household.
You Chuan: ...
Li Zhiqing: You don't even have the money to buy a wedding ring.
You Chuan: ...
Li Zhiqing: So you take a bite, it doesn't seem to be useful to others.
You Chuan: QAQ! ! !