The hospital's dark and dilapidated toilets, narrow compartments, and a place where a cleaner can't be called clean after mopping the floor with disinfectant should not have caused any reverie. But what Yu Haiyang and Fang Jianyuan need at this time is not an environment, but a space that allows them to stay alone together without worrying about others breaking in suddenly.
Before the filming officially started, Xia Xingcheng was leaning against the wooden door, Yang Youming was standing in front of him, the camera was on his left, very close to them.
Such a close-up lens can make people feel the tightness of the environment, as if the wall on the left side of the cubicle is real.
Xia Xingcheng looked directly into Yang Youming's eyes, trying to get into the character's emotions.
Yang Youming looked down at him slightly, raised his hand and stroked his face and ears. The two of them were so close that they could feel each other's breath.
Xia Xingcheng was a little nervous. This tension made it difficult for him to fully participate in the play. He was afraid that if he was really immersed in this passionate scene, he would show some moods in the camera that he didn't want to be seen.
Yang Youming lightly rubbed Xia Xingcheng's ears with his slightly rough fingertips. He was obviously already in Yu Haiyang's state, not only in action, but soon, Xia Xingcheng saw the burning lust in his eyes.
At that moment, Xia Xingcheng seemed to understand what Yang Youming meant when he said that he would fully devote himself to filming, which made his concerns look ridiculous. After being stared at by Yang Youming's lustful eyes for a moment, Xia Xingcheng felt He started to feel unsteady in his breath. This is the normal response of Fang Jianyuan, who has just fallen in love, when he faces Yu Haiyang's emotions.
The moment He Zheng shouted, Yang Youming immediately kissed Xia Xingcheng's lips, somewhat fierce and possessive, as if he wanted to devour people.
What He Zheng wanted most in this scene was three words: I couldn't help myself.
Is eroticism a must in a movie about love? The answer is of course not. There is some beautiful love, even if the two people have not shaken hands from beginning to end, it can make the audience feel a strong nostalgia.
But in this play, He Zheng believes that these three plays are all necessary. This is when the love grows stronger, adults have the desire to possess each other, not only to possess the heart, but also to possess the body, just like It is a natural reaction when a person is hungry and needs to eat, and when he falls in love with him and wants to have sex with him.
So back to this scene, the act of passion is the transmission of their emotions, not just the transmission of desire. What the audience receives from the picture is not how passionate or large-scale the scene is, but how much their feelings are. How intense, so intense that it is expressed by the friction and chimera of the body.
And Xia Xingcheng couldn't think of anything at this time. His body reaction closely followed the stimulation Yang Youming gave him. He is Fang Jianyuan here. Under such a strong and almost arrogant kiss, he could only reach out and hug Yang Youming. neck to withstand.
Yang Youming inserted his fingers into Xia Xingcheng's short hair, and wrapped his palm around the back of his head. When he pressed him forward, he also placed it between his head and the hard wooden door.
Xia Xingcheng endured a fierce kiss, which was unavoidable.
Until Yang Youming left his lips and kissed his jaw and neck, Xia Xingcheng raised his head unconsciously, as if sending his neck to Yang Youming's mouth.
He was breathing heavily, his eyes hard to focus.
Yang Youming knows how to make this intimate scene more beautiful on the camera, not just rude kisses and strokes. He slowed down a little, kissed the soft skin between Xia Xingcheng's jaw and neck, and gently held his Adam's apple. Sucking, the hand behind his head is also gently stroking his scalp.
Xia Xingcheng's legs were a little weak.
Yang Youming inserted one leg between his legs, supporting his body.
Xia Xingcheng had a physiological reaction, which was almost impossible to avoid. Their bodies were so close together that there was almost no gap from the lower abdomen down. Similarly, he felt Yang Youming had a reaction.
At that moment, Xia Xingcheng's mind was briefly blank.
Then, he felt Yang Youming reach out and touch his lower body.
Xia Xingcheng suddenly came back to his senses and suddenly wanted to hide back. This was his real physical reaction, and it was also Fang Jianyuan's real physical reaction. He was scared, so he looked at Yang Youming with a panicked face.
Yang Youming didn't force him, but pressed his head on his shoulder, then lowered his head and kissed Xia Xingcheng's ear, his voice was low and hoarse, almost soft, he used his breath to coax his little boy: "Dear, don't be afraid. , I love you and want you to be comfortable."
The lines were written in the script, and the movements, tone and gentle emotions belonged to Yang Youming. Xia Xingcheng and Fang Jianyuan were persuaded together.
But when Yang Youming reached out his hand again, Xia Xingcheng was so nervous that he grabbed his hand again, his own hands and lips were shaking slightly at the same time.
Yang Youming looked at him for a while, and could even see a slight smile between his love and desire, and then he pressed Xia Xingcheng's face to his neck with his hands, not letting him see anything, and stretched out his hand again.
This time, he let go of his hand with just a light touch. This was a place they had communicated beforehand and the camera wouldn't capture it.
Xia Xingcheng couldn't see anything, he could only smell Yang Youming's body, his whole body was trembling unconsciously, his hands clenched Yang Youming's sleeves so tightly that his knuckles turned white.