"You're here too." Shen Jintai stopped in front of him and joked, "If you're dirty, I won't hold you."
Yan Qiuchi thought silently, not dirty...
"Long time no see." He stared at Shen Jintai and said.
When he got closer, he realized that Shen Jintai had scars on his forehead.
"Long time no see." Shen Jintai stretched out his hand, shook it, and released it immediately, his eyes had already turned to Mrs. Yan: "Aunt Fang!"
That voice was truly joyful.
Yan Qiuchi felt that Shen Jintai's enthusiasm for him was like a gift from a discounted supermarket.
Mrs. Yan didn't care whether it was dirty or not, and hugged him directly: "I heard that you are injured, are you alright?"
"How did you know?" Shen Jintai was surprised.
"Auntie asked me, and I told him." Xiaotang explained honestly.
"I also have an undercover beside you." Mrs. Yan released him with a smile and saw the wound on his forehead: "is that here?"
"It was crushed by a stone, but it's fine."
"In the future, you should pay more attention to this kind of play. When you are an actor, you will eat with this face."
Shen Jintai nodded.
Xiaotang brought a few bottles of mineral water over. Shen Jintai bent down and washed his face with the mineral water. After the dirt on his face was washed away, his fair face became clear.
Still very white and tender, not tanned at all, still with red lips and white teeth.
"Your uniform looks good." Mrs. Yan said with a smile.
Shen Jintai said: "I still have a better-looking suit with a badge."
Maybe playing a soldier will affect his personal temperament. Shen Jintai looks more upright. He has a good figure. Wearing this kind of uniform makes him particularly heroic and valiant. His face with red lips and white teeth neutralizes the temperament of a soldier.
Yan Qiuchi didn't know what to say, but he felt very special.
There are so many who play soldiers, and Shen Jintai is different from them.
Yan Qiuchi is also a big man in the industry. The crew heard that he was coming. The producer and director also came to see him specially, and made an appointment to have dinner together in the evening.
When Yan Qiuchi was chatting with the director and the others, Mrs. Yan followed Shen Jintai and turned the set around. There are several fighter jets parked here, and many yellow mud houses have been built, all of which are imitated by the crew. Under the scorching loess sun, I really went back to that era in a trance. There was a blasting sound in the distance, which scared Mrs. Yan. One hop.
The crew also arranged a hotel in the local county. Usually, they would go back after work at night. He adjusted the schedule ahead of time, and he drove back to the hotel when he didn't play in the afternoon.
The hotel here is incomparable with what the East Palace crew arranged. The room is not big and very simple. Mrs. Yan looked around, and her brows did not loosen.
"The conditions here are a little worse, but this is already the best hotel in the county." Shen Jintai said.
This hotel also has a balcony, but on the balcony are all Shen Jintai's underwear.
The shooting conditions here are difficult, the weather is hot, and it is easy to sweat. Shen Jintai used disposable underwear at first, but later returned to ordinary cotton shorts. He washed it by himself, because he was the only one who lived by himself, and he put it on the balcony after washing. up.
Yan Qiuchi came back when he got to the balcony, because he saw the black boxer shorts that Shen Jintai was wearing, and suddenly thought of the thongs that Shen Jintai wore before.
People have changed, and everything has changed. When I saw Shen Jintai wearing thongs before, I only felt disgusting and ugly.
Shen Jintai, such an upright person now, still wears thongs
Li Meilan's eyes never left Yan Qiuchi.
He has been secretly looking at him out of the corner of his eyes.
But she really didn't see anything, because Yan Qiuchi was still the same as before. He seldom laughed and didn't talk much. Standing there gave people a sense of majesty and indifference. In fact, it was not indifference. If you talk to him, he will respond to you politely, with the upbringing of a rich boy.
"How long are you going to stay here?"
"We'll have to stay for more than half a month," Shen Jintai said. "We have very few filmings in this studio, and they are basically real scenes. Next month, we will move to the Republic of China Film and Television City to shoot the big bombing scene."
They came all the way, and they must be staying for one night. Mrs. Yan and the others went to book a hotel, and Shen Jintai took the opportunity to take a shower.
After taking a shower, we all had a meal together. We were exhausted by boat and car, and everyone was very tired. They went back to their rooms to rest, but Yan Qiuchi was not sleepy, so he came out of the room. The young man went into Shen Jintai's room.
He froze for a moment, then stood in the corridor for a while.
The hotel is a seven-story western-style building. The corridor faces a lake. The lake is also yellow. There is a group of ducks in it. The county town here is relatively backward. This hotel is in the suburbs.
After a while, Xiaotang came out. When he saw Yan Qiuchi, he quickly said hello to him: "Mr. Yan."
"He still has a job at this time?" Yan Qiuchi asked.
"No, Brother Jin has been tired from filming recently, and his body is sore and can't sleep, so he asked the master to press it."
The masseuse he invited is in his 40s. His ancestors did this. After pressing his hand, it would really relax a lot. Shen Jintai is a little addicted recently, and he invites the master to massage almost every day. Tonight is going to be a dinner party. I don't know when it will be eaten. Taking advantage of the free time, Shen Jintai asked Xiaotang to call the masseuse.
He was in so much pain that he needed medicated oil for the massage, so he usually only had a pair of shorts off.
When Yan Qiuchi came in, Shen Jintai was lying on the mat watching the video on the mobile phone, looked up to see him coming in, and said hello to him.
"Hello." The masseuse nodded at him with a smile, but his hands didn't stop. He rubbed Shen Jintai's waist with his palms. The waist was covered with a white towel. After the towel, there were two straight and white lines. leg.
Yan Qiuchi: "..."
He thought that Shen Jintai was naked and had nothing to wear.
"Do you want to press it too?" Shen Jintai said, "Master Liu's technique is very good."
Master Liu smiled and looked up at Yan Qiuchi.
Yan Qiuchi sat down next to him and chatted with Master Liu word by word.
From time to time, he glanced at Shen Jintai. Shen Jintai's back was covered with medicated oil, which was a little dirty, but this kind of pollution made his body a different kind of sexy, especially because he had many scars on his back. He saw Master Liu. With his hands roaming on Shen Jintai's back, he felt a little unhappy in his heart.
I don't feel jealous, or angry, but very uncomfortable. Obviously he has massaged himself. Massage is a very enjoyable thing, and it is also a very serious service. Master Liu is skilled, and he is not eating tofu.
Shen Jintai was actually a little embarrassed.
He didn't expect that Yan Qiuchi would come in at this time, and he came in as soon as he came in. He thought that Yan Qiuchi was just coming in to have a look, but he didn't expect to sit down and not leave.
He is a regular massage, but there is nothing shameful about him. It is his relationship with Yan Qiuchi. He feels that it is a bit inappropriate to lie in front of him so half-naked now.
He was watching the video with his upper body on his elbows, but now he turned off the phone and fell down completely.
"I actually know a little bit." Yan Qiuchi said.
Shen Jintai turned his head and asked, "How did you do that?"
"When I was a child, I often saw adults invite a master to come to the house to press, and follow along, for pocket money." Yan Qiuchi said.
If he falls in love with Shen Jintai, he will definitely find a more professional master to learn from him.
Shen Jintai's body, it is best only he can...