Chapter 62

After several consecutive days, Xie Ning did not go to the studio to watch the shooting.

It's not that I don't want to go. It's just that the art group is busy. The hotel is a little far away from the studio. I really don't have this time to watch.

Xie Ning is busy. Zhuang Yan will only be busier than him.

It was like an illusion to finish work early on the first day. After that, the shooting schedule of the next few days was full, and the time was directly arranged to the evening.

At the beginning of shooting, many actors didn't find the feeling, so Zhuang Yan rubbed it over and over again, without hesitation to remake a little flaw.

One night, even in the early hours of the morning, the staff with a light board nearby could not help yawning. Their eyelids were like two magnets, and they wanted to close them all the time.

Only Zhuang Yan, the director in front of the screen, is still in a relaxed and spirited manner. He frowns and says coldly: "no, I don't feel right. I don't think the emotional expression has reached the point I want. Let's do it again."

After finishing work that day, Zhuang Yan went back to the hotel and was so tired that he couldn't wait to fall asleep.

When I entered the door, I was surprised to find that the light was still on.

Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment. He saw Xie Ning half reclining on the sofa and closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.

He walked over lightly.

It is estimated that he is too tired. Xie Ning sleeps heavily. His mobile phone drops from his hand to the end of the sofa. From time to time, there is a sound coming out.

Zhuang Yan picked up his mobile phone, and there was his movie on it. I don't know how Xie Ning found it.

It's estimated to be half of the movie. I fell asleep when I was too sleepy.

Zhuang Yan turned off his voice and wanted to take Xie Ning back to the house.

The body suddenly soars into the air, but Xie Ning is still aware of something strange in her sleep. When she is halfway there, she wakes up.

He will be able to see how Zhuang Yan carried him back to his room.

But the consciousness is still a bit hazy, and so on was put on the bed, only then completely sober up.

"Waiting for me?" Zhuang Yan asked him in a low voice.

Xie Ning was embarrassed to admit that, but he couldn't say anything flustered by the situation in front of him, so he could only answer vaguely: " Well. "

Zhuang Yan's eyes brightened up, and the corners of his lips kept rising.

He put his arm around shenin and put his head on his shoulder.

The tiredness of the day seemed to be swept away by his voice.

Zhuang Yan said, "don't wait next time."

"What's the matter?" Xie Ning half was awakened, still sleepy can not, said while yawning.

Zhuang Yan laughed and said, "I can't bear you so tired."

He is a man who is not a romantic childe, but he is easy to pick up when he talks about love.

As expected, Xie Ning turned red again. He said "not tired" and pushed him to wash.

Zhuang Yanfei quickly finished washing and lying on the bed with Xie Ning in his arms. Listening to each other's dull breathing, they suddenly lost their sleep.

Zhuang Yan held him in his arms and kissed him, but that's all. No matter whether it's the crowded shooting schedule or the current time, they are not allowed to do anything more.

Xie Ning closed his eyes and felt Zhuang Yanhuo's enthusiasm. When Zhuang Yan kisses him on the forehead, he smiles silently.

Zhuang Yan seemed to have some helplessness and said, "I'm sorry I didn't live with you anymore."

Xie Ning seems to be Leng for a while, open an eye to see him, ask: "why?"

"I'm sorry to disturb you." Zhuang Yan said, "it's too late to finish work recently, so you can't sleep now."

Even if he went to sleep first, there would be some noise when Zhuang Yan came back, which would wake him up.

The light has been turned off. After looking at Zhuang Yan's face in the dark for a while, Xie Ning suddenly laughs: "it doesn't matter."

He reached for Zhuang Yan's face, found the position of his lips, and kissed Zhuang Yan in his surprised eyes.

"I want to wait for you." He said with a smile, "how can I sleep without you?"

Zhuang Yan breathed for a moment, then turned over to buckle Xie Ning in his arms and deepened the kiss.

The light is not very bright, but Zhuang Yan can guess that Xie Ning's face must be slightly red at this time, but his clear eyes are fixed on him. His face is full of trust and attachment.

So countless happiness and small happiness began to flow into my heart.

It all makes sense, he thought.

He has been waiting so long for his feelings and hopes to be answered.

A few days later, the crew suddenly found that Zhuang Yan's mood was somehow better, and he was much easier to speak than before.

For example, in today's evening drama, Zhuang Yan has a high demand for light, so he must use natural light. This shot is directly shot into the evening.

Before I had time to eat, the evening was followed by a night play.

Not to mention the actors, but the staff can't stand the intensity.

But there's no reason for that.

Sheng Shisong's assistant murmured two words when he delivered the meal: "it's too difficult. I don't even have time to eat. It looks like I'll stay up all night tonight."They said it was dinner, so I bought some fast food nearby. I could eat it in two mouthfuls and fill my stomach.

Sheng Shi looked at the assistant and shook his head: "others may also complain about how we have to shoot for such a long time, directly dragging the time to the evening."

Assistant heart dissatisfaction: "this can blame you, you have acted well enough."

"Good enough, but not perfect." Sheng Shi Song said calmly, "director Zhuang is grinding us."

He thought that the thought would last until the early morning at least. However, not long after midnight, Zhuang Yan waved his hand and said that he wanted them to go back and think about it and shoot again tomorrow.

Several actors have also established a relationship of being exploited these days. Now they are all looking at each other and are surprised.

"Director Zhuang is so good today?"

"It's hard to talk. He didn't give you that scene in the end."

"Well, I mean, how can I finish work so early today? I'm ready all night. You see, I've even asked my assistant to bring me a blanket."

I don't know who made a joke: "maybe someone at home is waiting."

They all laughed again and packed their things back to the hotel. No one really took this joke seriously.

Zhuang Yan returned early today. When Xie Ning saw him, he blinked and thought he had hallucinations.

"So early?" He had just come out of the bathroom, and his hair had not dried, and the drops of water ran down the ends of his hair, down his neck and into his collar.

Zhuang Yan's eyes darkened. He took a dry towel on his side, wrapped up his head and wiped it carelessly.

Xie Ning's hair is not long and short. It's a bit messy by Zhuang Yan.

He leaned back on the chair, which made it easier for Zhuang Yan to play with his hair. He asked, "did you have dinner?"

Zhuang Yan didn't answer. He was inserting his finger into the hair of Xie Ning and made two strokes.

Look at this, it should be no eating.

Xie Ning was about to get up and was held down by Zhuang Yan. He asked, "have you eaten?"

Xie Ning nodded and said, "yes, with the art group, brother Wang said that we have been working hard these two days, and we just invite everyone to have a meal."

Brother Wang - it's about Wang gradually. In these days, Xie Ning and the people in the art group are also familiar with it.

Wang gradually said that the treat, in fact, was just a meal at a nearby restaurant. It was not a high-end place. The home cooked food brought the relationship between colleagues closer.

Xie Ning has a cold temper. At first, others were a little afraid of the boss. Later, after getting along for a long time, he found that he just didn't like to talk.

He has a solid foundation and high painting skills, and he is not stingy in many cases. The art group gradually regards him as the leader.

Zhuang Yan looks over his head.

When Xie Ning spoke, his eyes were bright and his face was smiling.

Zhuang Yan remembered that both Ji Wenbin and Yan Xi had said to him that he hoped to let Xie Ning go out and communicate with more people.

He can't be so self sealed forever.

Like now, there is a lover, a few friends, a group of colleagues, like normal people, socializing, going out for dinner and singing.

Zhuang Yan sometimes worried that he would not adapt. Now it seems that the effect is very good.

At least he has a lot more smile on his face recently than ever before.

"The art group is good." Zhuang Yan said with a smile, "Wang gradually He just likes to play a little, since he is familiar with people, but always warm-hearted

Xie Ning answered sincerely, but did not bypass the previous topic and asked: "you Haven't you eaten yet

Zhuangyan put the towel aside, held Xie Ning's shoulder from behind, and whispered a smile and asked, "why, do you want to feed me?"

Xie Ning's face warmed up again.

Zhuang Yan sometimes thinks it's amazing. Xie Ning looks at him coldly, but his face is very thin. After a little teasing, his face burns up.

Occasionally will secretly stare at you, but not really angry, even stare at the person's appearance is like to stretch out a paw, scratch on your heart.

No pain, but more itchy.

Xie Ning blushed and moved away from his eyes. Instead of exploring the meaning of his words, he said, "I'll give you Make something to eat? "

"Don't be busy." After appreciating his expression for a while, zhuangyan took the hair dryer and grabbed his hair. "I've eaten it. I've bought some pieces of bread. I'm not hungry now."

The sound of the hair dryer was a little loud, and Xie Ning could not help but also raised the volume: "bread Can you fill your stomach? "

Zhuangyan helped him dry his hair, then leaned over his head. Starting from his earlobe, he slowly kisses him: "you can feed me in other ways."

Light poured on two heads, not very bright, but stabbed Xie Ning closed his eyes.

Zhuangyan turned over and kissed his neck. His fingers untied his collar flexibly and went down again.

Shening shrank for a moment, but did not make any resistance action.It seems that he has never been able to refuse Zhuang Yan. Occasionally, his refusal is more like a kind of interest.

Xie Ning sometimes thinks in a trance that even if Zhuang Yan wants to do it to the end, he is willing to.

But Zhuang Yan always points to the end.

He is such a person, looking at hooligans and strong, but very gentleman in the bone, all actions will not cross the bottom line in your heart.

Xie Ning soon had no time to think about the West. Every place he had been kissing by Zhuang Yan was so hot that his brain was like a piece of paste.

He opened his eyes vaguely and looked into Zhuang Yan's eyes.

He is in that pair of black bright pupil, full, see oneself appearance.

There seems to be nothing else.

I was so deeply loved by him.

Xie Ning thought, eyes can not help red up.

I'm no longer alone.

I'm loved.

I can love others, too.

I can't wait to see it.

He hugged Zhuang Yan, who seemed stunned for a moment, and then held him back.

When embracing, Xie Ning felt that the shackles in the bottom of my heart had disappeared.

He felt that his heart was bright and spacious, as if their future was no longer bound by anything.

It is bright and can be expected.

Zhuang Yan's kiss fell again.

In a trance, Xie Ning reached out to touch Zhuang Yan's hair, rubbed it with his fingers, and was caught by Zhuang Yan.

Zhuang Yan took his hand and looked up deeply.

Then he lowered his head.

His lips were close to his wrist and rubbed them affectionately. Before schenning could react, the tip of his tongue had reached out and licked it gently.

It's a little itchy, and it's moist.

Xie Ning's hand trembled two times, reflexively.

Zhuang Yan didn't say anything, and he was kissing earnestly and affectionately.

It took Xie Ning a long time to get rid of his mind.

He looked at Zhuang Yan's hair for a long time.

After a long time, he reflected that Zhuang Yan's wrist, which he had kissed, seemed to be scalded, and the temperature was frighteningly high.

And that hot place, not only engraved with a bird wings to fly.

And the scar buried deep under the lines, deep in his heart.

At this time, it seems to have been smoothed down by Zhuang Yan.