After the bath, the hot and humid water vapor rushed towards his face. Xiang Ke and the unpredictable Cheng Zhengyan looked at each other. Just when he doubted whether he came at the wrong time, the other side moved away.
"What would you like to drink?"
Cheng Zhengyan threw the towel covering his head on the back of the chair, and regardless of his still dripping wet hair, he bent down to open the refrigerator under the TV cabinet.
The room was filled with the smell of Cheng Zhengyan, like two drops of lemon mixed with cypress essential oil. Xiang Ke accidentally saw a trace of the other party's wet hair sliding down his temples to his lower jaw, and he rarely felt cramped: "Well, whatever you want is fine."
Cheng Zhengyan bent down and turned to look at him, as if smiling, and then took out a can of beer from the refrigerator with Xiang Ke's gaze...
And a tin of Wangzai milk.
Throwing the milk to Xiang Ke, he leaned against the table and took a sip of beer. Cheng Zhengyan brushed the strands of hair that fell on his forehead to the back of his head and raised his chin: "Sit."
There was only one chair in the room with a wet towel draped over it, and he had no choice but to sit on the bed, and then he lowered his head and began to pull the can's bracelet, and quickly took a sip—
He had already finished drinking the milk drink in his own room!
Cheng Zhengyan didn't seem to feel uncomfortable at all. He stepped on a pair of slippers and sat down directly next to him. He shook off the recent script with one hand, which was full of labels and notes of different colors like Xiang Ke. Cheng Zhengyan leaned over to see Xiang Ke's hand. Taken: "Where do we start?"
The close distance made the water from his hair drip onto Xiang Ke's shirt, and the refreshing smell became more and more obvious. Xiang Ke stretched out his hand to push his head in a daze, and when he touched his wet hand, he quickly wiped it on his bathrobe. Wipe: "Aren't you going to change your clothes?"
Cheng Zhengyan grabbed his hand slowly: "...No need."
"Oh." The palm of his hand was very hot, and Xiang Ke struggled for a while but didn't break free. Just when he was about to exert himself, Cheng Zhengyan let go, so he quickly returned his attention to the milk and the script.
******
Although it is always said that Xiang Ke's acting skills are average, it is only relative to a solid and powerful faction like Cheng Zhengyan. In fact, Xiang Ke's usual lines and emotional expressions are very passable, especially after reading the original uncensored version of "Clear Water Lake", he felt that his understanding of the film seemed to be a little deeper, so let him also Of course, it will not be a simple plot that director Xu Liang is so worried every day.
The two people in the opposite play were staring at the unfolded script in a daze.
In "Clear Water Lake", although the final ending of the two protagonists is sad, there was still a passionate honeymoon period before that.
It seems that Xu Liang and the original author both chose to use bed and drama to show the changes in the emotions of the protagonists. From mutual attraction to love to hate, it is not easy to deduce delicate feelings from flesh and lust, especially the middle part... More shots must be dominated by Xiang Kelai.
This is the point when Horch and Rowens meet in the city where they live together and truly fall in love. They are in love with each other, just like any young person, they just want to stick together 24 hours a day. The novel uses words to describe the inner activities of the protagonist from shallow to deep, and the screenwriter chooses to use Luo Wensi, who has always been passive in emotion, to actively seek joy to metaphorize this change.
Of course, the script will not write every action clearly, so this degree needs to be mastered by the main actor himself.
Sweet Wangzai milk can't save Xiang Ke's dim eyes!
He obediently threw the empty can into the trash can. After all, there was still a serious actor sitting in the room. He decided to put aside his prejudice temporarily and asked, "This... Do you have any suggestions?"
Cheng Zhengyan flipped through the script with a look that had seen the wind and waves: "Me? Would you like to summarize your previous experience in love?"
Xiang Ke was a little frustrated: "But..."
Summarize the experience of which dessert shop in City A has the best chocolate crepes
Cheng Zhengyan seemed to have lost the ability to observe words at this moment, and praised him with a smile: "I heard that you have had a lot of girlfriends?"
"..." Xiang Ke knocked his heels on the carpet, "Um..."
Cheng Zhengyan calmed down when he heard the words, put away the script and propped his hands back on the bed, and said in a light tone, "Isn't that alright?"
Xiang is not very good at detecting negative emotions from others. He just feels that he is getting more and more nervous, and even the dull hair on the top of his head, which is unruly every time he washes his hair, can't help drooping.
Ah... I've been so flattered by Cheng Zhengyan, how can I ask...
Hesitantly saw that Cheng Zhengyan had been sitting on the bed in a posture for a long time, his face was full of indifferent expressions, the other party's performance was the same as when he was filming the kiss scene last time, but his hesitation was set off very unprofessional.
Wow, are you looking down on yourself
Just as arrogant as his fans!
Xiang Ke's hesitation was suddenly pushed out of his head, and his emotions were soaring, then he gritted his teeth and stood up from the bed.
Cheng Zhengyan followed him with almost emotionless eyes, and saw him film the script and then... bent over and opened the refrigerator
Crouching there, he took out the last bottle of Wangzai's milk, opened the lid intently, raised his head and took a sip. The cold liquid rushed straight to his forehead from his mouth. Xiang Ke's courage and blood rushed together. Leaping onto Cheng Zhengyan!
hold on! Head down!
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Cheng Zhengyan: "..."
Cheng Zhengyan struggled to sit upright and then wrapped his arms around the waist of the man who was straddled on him. He was wetly kissed several places from his cheek to his lips. Xiang Ke licked his lips and buried his head in it. He was rubbing against the socket of his neck. The soft and fluffy hair scratched his skin, which made Cheng Zhengyan almost unable to hold back his smile.
The heart seemed to have turned into a fluffy cake in the oven at once, Cheng Zhengyan lowered his head and put his side face on Zhi Xiangke's ear: "What are you doing?"
Xiang Ke's ears were all red, and he sat on Cheng Zhengyan's lap and hugged Cheng Zhengyan's neck, motionless. Cheng Zhengyan's wet hair made his face cool, but his heart was beating more and more powerfully. Only slightly recovered, turned to peek at the other party's expression.
Cheng Zhengyan kept his head down, but the smile that could not be hidden in his sight slowly disappeared after touching those moist eyes.
A hand around Xiang Ke's waist couldn't help but slide towards the back of the other's head.
He inserted his fingers into the fluffy hair, rubbed it unconsciously, and then moved forward to wipe off the water stains on the other's cheeks that he had rubbed against himself.
Xiang Ke swallowed nervously, stared at him and whispered, "Cheng Zhengyan—"
"Huh?" Cheng Zhengyan got close, gently rubbing the tip of the other's nose with a very cute curvature with his nose back and forth, his voice so gentle as if he had just taken it out of his heart.
Xiang Ke seemed to be infected by this intimate touch, pursed his lips and twitched his lips, and then squinted his eyes and rubbed his nose: "Do you think this is okay?"
In fact, this is very different from any expression that Cheng Zhengyan has thought of before. After watching countless classic erotic movies, he has countless options for rocking his waist or trembling and whispering in his mind, but there is no item to choose from. This level can be called a "pediatric" form.
But at this moment he realized that there are really many ways to express art.
Cheng Zhengyan smiled, and his chest was so crowded that it looked like a wound full of cotton. He kissed the face full of anticipation and compliments encouragingly, then lowered his head and kissed it—
“It’s great~”