Ye Lang knew that Jiang Chi had a thin skin, so he took care of his face and didn't mention what happened just now.
But when he thought of Jiang Chi being scolded by Ren Haichuan in front of himself and so many people, Ye Lang's heart softened, his tone was a little gentler than usual, and he asked softly, "Are you tired?"
Jiang Chi shook his head hurriedly, his lips moved, and there was stubbornness in his eyes, he tried to hold his face and said in a low voice: "Brother... I am not scolded every day..."
Jiang Chi is like a underachiever who was named and criticized by the teacher at the parent meeting. He has not yet recovered from the embarrassment of being scolded by the teacher, and he has to apologize to the parents with tears in his eyes. He is afraid of being beaten and scolded by the parents again. .
Jiang Chi raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Lang, wishing to show Ye Lang the good shots he took two days ago, to prove that he did not waste the good resources Ye Lang gave him.
Jiang Chi lowered his voice in a bit of embarrassment and explained to himself: "It's true that today's condition is not good, but it's not always like this. Really, I will..."
"Hush..."
During working hours, there were many people coming and going in and out of the dressing room. Ye Lang glanced around, put the densely marked script in his hand on the table, and said in a moderate voice, "Let me tell you a few words."
The surrounding staff were stunned for a few seconds before Zhiqu left, and the makeup artist assistant who left last did not forget to close the door.
Finally, there were only two people left in the room.
"How about your acting skills, I don't know yet?" Ye Lang raised his hand and pinched Jiang Chi's face, "Ren Haichuan is too demanding, I don't blame you, but it's not a bad thing, it's good for you to play hard. "
Jiang Chi nodded, as if he had been forgiven, and relaxed.
"However, he is also a bit of an old problem... When he gets anxious and gets angry, he will not be so careful when talking about the scene." Ye Lang smiled, "I just told him that I will start watching your scene tomorrow."
Jiang Chi opened his eyes wide: "Really? You... have you read the script?"
"The main part is me, I also read your part carefully in order to understand the plot. It's okay to just tell the story." Ye Lang straightened his collar and raised his eyebrows, "I will call you Director Ye when I see you tomorrow. Yes, do you know?"
Jiang Chi was coaxed by Ye Lang, and couldn't help but whispered: "If I was as slow to understand as today, would you scold me?"
"Don't discipline your wife in front of others." Before Jiang Chi could relax, Ye Lang said again, "But if you let me teach you too hard... you may be physically punished at night. If you don't suffer, you won't learn anything."
There was a smile in Ye Lang's eyes, and she lowered her voice: "Is a filial son born under the stick..."
Jiang Chi blushed.
Ye Lang lowered his head and kissed Jiang Chi, then pushed Jiang Chi to the other side of the sofa, sat next to Jiang Chi, put his arms around Jiang Chi, and stroked his waist.
After being separated for many days, and finally being able to hold on tenderly for a while, Ye Lang frowned: "Why have you lost so much weight? It hurts to hold her."
Jiang Chi was scolded a lot today, and he was trembling, and immediately became nervous when he heard this.
There is no artist who doesn't care about his face and figure, let alone in front of his sweetheart.
In order to lose weight quickly, in addition to dieting, Jiang Chi can no longer do systematic exercises. The protein intake has decreased, and the hazy muscle outline that he had managed to build before has disappeared. The whole person is as thin as a teenager, and his figure is smaller than before. He was afraid that Ye Lang wouldn't like it, so he hesitated, cheekily pushed Ye Lang's hand down on his back, and said bluntly, "No, don't touch it, brother, touch here …”
Ye Lang paused and smiled: "Where do you want me to touch? Where are you still not touching?"
Jiang Chi knew that Ye Lang was bullying him again, but in order to make Ye Lang like him, he blushed and eagerly sold Amway to himself: "Next... why don't you try it, it doesn't hurt..."
Ye Lang wanted to swallow this little rascal in his heart, but his face was still calm. He spread his hands out on purpose: "Where is the bottom? Teacher Jiang... through the clothes, everything is hard when I touch it."
Emperor Ye twirled his delicate fingers and said dissatisfiedly, "I think my hands hurt."
Jiang Chi's cheeks were flushed, barely smoking, and he said in a low voice: "Then...you can reach in and touch..."
"The trousers are too tight." Ye Lang's slender index finger gently fiddled with the buttons on Jiang Chi's trousers waist, and whispered viciously, "I can't get my hands in."
Jiang Chi slowly released his hands from Ye Lang's arms and stretched them to his waist, like a tamed pony, he lowered his head and unbuttoned his trousers docilely.
"Can't you just untie it earlier?" Ye Lang got cheap and acted like a good boy, gently pulled up Jiang Chi's shirt, pursed his lips and said critically, "Take off your pants by yourself, it's so inconvenient to touch."
Jiang Chi's ears were red, he looked at the door, and looked at Ye Lang begging for mercy: "Someone will come in later..."
Cen Wen was guarding the door, but Ye Lang didn't tell Jiang Chi, he smiled, "Who took the initiative just now? I forced you?"
Jiang Chi gritted his teeth, and when he was about to pull down his pants, he was grabbed by Ye Lang. Ye Lang rubbed Jiang Chi, who had lost weight, into his arms, bowed his head and kissed lightly, and put his hands dishonestly on the place Jiang Chi tried to sell. After doing evil for a while, he kneaded and shivered until he kissed him and straightened Jiang Chi's shirt and trousers with one hand, zipped and buttoned him.
"I haven't seen you for more than a month, why are you so rough?" Ye Lang let go of Jiang Chi and commented with satisfaction, "It's quite soft."
Jiang Chi was extremely embarrassed, but for some reason, after hearing Ye Lang's words, he whispered in a strange voice: "It's... right? I just said... very soft..."
"Don't force me to mess with you here." Ye Lang gritted his teeth, bit Jiang Chi's ear punishingly, and kissed his neck again, "Is there any night play today?"
"There is one, but it won't last long." Jiang Chi shrunk his neck slightly, "Brother, don't be too aggressive, there can be no hickey..."
Ye Lang smiled, "Yeah": "I know... gently."
Jiang Chi relaxed, resting his head on Ye Lang's shoulder, enjoying the tenderness from his lover.
After being intimate for a while, Cen Wen knocked on the door. Ye Lang understood and let go of Jiang Chi. The two adjusted their clothes and sat separately. After a while, Anya knocked on the door and came in.
Anya saw Ye Lang smile: "Why did you come earlier than me? I just wanted to call you and ask when you will come."
"I'll come right after the finale." Ye Lang sat aside and flipped through Jiang Chi's fully marked script, "What's the matter?"
Anya nodded: "I told you before, the entertainment with the other investors of "Qin Sheng", and the bosses kept saying that they wanted to welcome you, so I just set it up tonight, okay?"
Ye Lang hesitated for a moment, looked at Jiang Chi, and nodded: "Okay... It just so happens that he has a night show today."
Anya remembered what Ye Lang said earlier about not needing Jiang Chi to socialize, silently ate a mouthful of dog food, and nodded: "Then I will reply for you, don't take Cen Wen to this kind of party, it seems that we are too big , I will take care of you if something happens."
Ye Lang sneered: "I have a small party on business, I can go by myself, what can I do."
Yingdi Ye spoke easily, and was slapped in the face when he turned his head. At night, he was staggered back by Anya.
Ye Lang went out to socialize, so naturally no one dared to drink him, but Ye Lang himself was too poor to drink.
One of the investors knew that Ye Lang liked red wine, so he did what he liked, so he specially brought a few bottles of expensive red wine over there. Ye Lang hadn't touched wine in a few months, and because he was so happy with Jiang Chi's teasing today, he quit at first. I couldn't help drinking a few more glasses. It was okay at first, and I barely managed not to lose my composure in front of outsiders. After getting in the car, I made sure that I was in my own car, and then I closed my eyes and fell asleep until the hotel didn't wake up. Bian had arranged a room for him earlier, but Anya was worried, fearing that he would wake up in the middle of the night and play drunk, surf in the middle of the night, dance in the early morning, and lose his family members. She thought for a while and knocked on the door of Jiangchi's room .
The boss, Anya, was embarrassed, and said embarrassingly: "Blame me, I didn't persuade him... You can give him something to drink to sober up, or just let him sleep."
Anya was still walking on high heels, staggering, Jiang Chi was afraid that she and Ye Lang would fall, so he grabbed Ye Lang and instantly stabilized him, Jiang Chi nodded: "I don't blame you, he likes to drink... You go, I will take care of him."
Anya also drank a few cups, her head was dizzy, and she told Jiang Chi to go to her room with a tired face.
Jiang Chi lost a lot of weight, but his strength was still there. He helped him into the room, and took off Ye Lang's clothes. When he unbuttoned Ye Lang's shirt, Ye Lang opened his eyes vigilantly, and saw that it was Jiang Chi. Smiling, he lowered his head and kissed Jiang Chi's hand.
Jiang Chi couldn't help laughing, took off Ye Lang's clothes and put him on the bed, then called the room service to ask for hangover soup, twisted a towel and wiped Ye Lang's face and hands, Ye Lang was already asleep when the hangover soup was delivered He was dead, Jiang Chi was reluctant to wake him up, so he put it aside and went to bed himself.
After a night of nothing, the next morning, the alarm clocks of the two rang one after another. Ye Lang opened his eyes irritatedly, and saw Jiang Chi getting out of bed with bare feet and hurriedly turning off the two alarm clocks.
"Are you awake?" Jiang Chi said softly, "The alarm clock is off... sleep a little longer? Do you have a headache?"
Ye Lang couldn't take his eyes off Jiang Chi's two slender legs, absent-mindedly: "It doesn't hurt...just my body is a little sore."
After a night of hangover, others wouldn't be able to watch it right now, but when it comes to Ye Lang, it's just a little more decadent and beautiful, but still handsome.
But the corners of his brows and eyes are still a little more tired, just thinking about how tired he is right now.
Jiang Chi hesitated to speak, he wanted to persuade Ye Lang not to drink too much in the future, but he was afraid that Ye Lang would not take it seriously.
Ye Lang rubbed his sore neck and smiled: "I didn't make trouble with you when I came back last night, did I? I just remember that Anya helped me in."
Jiang Chi's heart moved, he guessed that Ye Lang also didn't remember anything, and stammered: "It's a mess."
"Troubled you?" Ye Lang was surprised, "Last night?"
Jiang Chi's heart sank, he lowered his head and said, "Well, just last night, it hurt a lot..."
Ye Lang frowned, and asked back, "Does it hurt?"
"Hmm... it hurts, brother, don't drink so much in the future, okay?" Jiang Chi thumped in his heart, and said in a vague way, "You drink too much, whether it's serious or not, it's... it really hurts."
Ye Lang looked at Jiang Chi in disbelief, and laughed. He drank too much last night, but it wasn't broken. Knowing it better than anyone else, he paused for a moment, raised the corners of his mouth little by little, and looked at Jiang Chi with a half-smile: "Baby...then why didn't you say it last night?"
"I said it... I said the pain was unbearable, so I beg you. I begged for a long time, but you didn't listen. You insisted..." Jiang Chi felt guilty and didn't dare to dwell on this topic. , I didn’t hear it either, you often stay up late, you don’t drink well, and you always drink too much, it’s not good for your health... "
Ye Lang looked at Jiang Chi with a smile, and understood his thoughts, his heart was soft and messed up.
Jiang Chi, who plays tricks, has a childish earnestness and handsomeness.
Ye Lang took Jiang Chi's arm and asked people to sit down. His slender fingers gently rubbed Jiang Chi's buttocks, and smiled: "You're so drunk, how can you still torment you? Who are you kidding?"
Jiang Chi's lie was exposed, his face blushed instantly, and he was about to stand up in embarrassment, but Ye Lang hugged him.
"Forcing me to pick you up for inspection? How dare you pretend to be in pain... I don't know if I touched you or not?" Ye Lang smiled and assured her earnestly, "Understood, try to drink as little as possible in the future, okay?"