The first official shooting started.
Xia Xingcheng stood on the stairs, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Hearing the director's call to start, he ran upstairs briskly.
Yang Youming looked at him from the stairs.
After Xia Xingcheng saw him, he paused for a while, and then wanted to walk past him.
It was quiet all around, and all the staff stayed out of the camera's lens without making a sound.
Xia Xingcheng was very nervous, and it blended perfectly with Fang Jiyuan's nervousness at this time.
When he passed by Yang Youming, he even deliberately avoided touching his body.
Then Yang Youming moved. He grabbed Xia Xingcheng's arm and pressed him against the wall of the corridor.
Xia Xingcheng looked at Yang Youming with wide eyes.
Yang Youming said, "Did you go out to play?" His voice was even lower than before.
Xia Xingcheng did not answer.
Yang Youming raised his eyes and brushed his hair on his forehead with his fingers, "With my classmates? You look sweaty."
Xia Xingcheng felt a greater sense of oppression with the same lines and actions just now. He tried to tell himself that now this person is not Yang Youming, but Yu Haiyang.
Xia Xingcheng wanted to push him, but when this action was not completed, Yang Youming's lips were already pasted up.
This is not the first time Xia Xingcheng has filmed a kiss scene, but it is the first time he has been kissed by a man, and it is also the first time in front of the camera that the lips are not touching but the lips and tongues are deeply kissed.
Yang Youming and Xia Xingcheng kissed different women in the past. They were not soft, but ardent and powerful male kisses. Xia Xingcheng opened his eyes wide. In addition to the subtle sound of the machine running, he could only hear the sound of their kissing, which made him gradually unable to resist. This kiss was completely driven by Yang Youming. more and more afraid.
Xia Xingcheng began to hide behind him, and at the same time pushed Yang Youming slightly, he thought that He Zheng would call to stop, but He Zheng did not.
Xia Xingcheng wanted to stop.
At this time, Yang Youming took the initiative to back away. He buried his head on Xia Xingcheng's neck, breathing heavily.
Xia Xingcheng didn't know if he was acting. If he was acting, it would be too realistic. But if it weren't for acting, this situation would inevitably make Xia Xingcheng feel embarrassed.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Youming kissed Xia Xingcheng's neck.
Xia Xingcheng's scalp felt numb from the touch of the hot and humid lips. He could feel his entire face suddenly hot and swollen. I don't know if he could see it in the camera, but the staff at the scene must have noticed that his face was flushed red. .
Yang Youming continued, he kissed Xia Xingcheng's stiff neck, not so hard this time, probably because he didn't want to leave marks on his fair skin.
Xia Xingcheng raised his head. Above his head was the slightly messy wiring in the studio. It was difficult for him to focus his vision. When he felt Yang Youming lift the hem of his clothes, his entire body trembled.
Yang Youming should have noticed it too, kissed his quivering Adam's apple gently, let go of him and stood up straight.
Xia Xingcheng's eyes fell on Yang Youming's face, Yang Youming was looking at him, gentle and seemed to have some affection.
Then Yang Youming touched his face and said softly, "Don't be afraid."
This was not written in the script. Xia Xingcheng didn't know whether to respond, so Yang Youming took his hand and walked towards the room.
The moment he moved his footsteps, Xia Xingcheng noticed that his legs were a little weak.
The moment Xia Xingcheng walked into the door, the director called to stop.
Yang Youming released his hand immediately, Xia Xingcheng felt a gust of wind blowing, his back seemed to be cool and faint, but his back was completely wet with sweat.
He leaned against the door, covering up the collapse of his body, while looking at Yang Youming.
The gentleness and love in Yang Youming's eyes had completely disappeared. He didn't pant heavily either. Everything was peaceful and quiet. He turned around and walked towards He Zheng, watching the footage on the monitor with him.
Only Xia Xingcheng stayed where he was, and lowered his head to hide his emotional gaffe. He put the back of his hand on his face, feeling that his face was still terribly hot.
Huang Jixin walked up to him and asked him, "Are you okay?"
Xia Xingcheng whispered, "I don't want to act anymore."