Chapter 38: Republic of China Garden

Chapter Thirty Eight
Xie Ning nodded, and after hesitating for a while, he said: "...it’s not good for your health."
Zhuang Yan looked down: "Yeah."
In response to these words, Zhuang Yan suddenly stopped smoking.
He was blown by the cold air when he went out, turned and knocked on the door of the room where Zhao Yang lived next door.
Zhao Yang and Wang gradually went to the room, and they both stayed for two seconds when they saw him.
Wang Jian's mouth was low, and he couldn't help asking: "It's worth a thousand dollars for a moment, why are you still running to us?"
Zhuang Yan looked at him coldly: "What nonsense."
Seeing him directly entering the room and sitting down at the table, looking like he was about to stay long, Zhao Yang couldn't help but gradually looked at Wang Jian.
"Aren't you... the molester made people anxious and was kicked out?"
Zhuang Yan frowned: "What are you thinking about all day long? I'm looking for you for business."
Zhao Yang sat on the edge of the bed and straightened his waist after hearing the words: "What business?"
Zhuang Yan said expressionlessly, "I'm almost done writing the shots, so I will discuss it with you."
Wang Jian gradually glanced at his free hand and asked, "Then...what about the script?"
Zhuang Yan was silent for a few seconds, and said shamelessly: "Forgot."
Zhao Yang & Wang Jianjian: "..."
He said he was not driven out!
Director Zhuang opened Zhao Yang's laptop without changing his face.
Wang Jian gradually covered his forehead with a headache: "What is our fate? We have to work overtime at night."
Zhuang Yan let out a cold snort, babbling on his mouth, and quietly pricked his ears, listening to the movement next door.
The soundproofing of the five-star hotel is quite good, Zhuang Yan can hear the faint sound of water, looming, and I don't know if it is his hallucinations.
He couldn't help taking a cigarette out of his arms, but he was afraid that he would leave the smell of smoke on his body. He went back and made Xie Ning smell uncomfortable. He didn't light it up, just dangling it to relieve the smell. It felt like a prodigal son.
Zhao Yang wanted to go to pot his pocket: "Why don't you give us two cigarettes if you bring a cigarette, you can enjoy it by yourself."
Zhuang Yan slapped his hand away: "If you want a cigarette, you can smoke it after I leave."
Wang Jian gradually smiled sullenly, "Why, I'm afraid that you will be driven out by your little baby at night because you are afraid of the smell of smoke?"
Zhuang Yan: "You should also smoke less, which is not good for your health."
Zhao Yang suspected that there was something wrong with his ears: "What is it?"
Wang Jian gradually complained: "You old smoker also have a day to persuade others to smoke less?"
Zhuang Yan looked at them for a few seconds and said in a wonderful tone: "Forget it, people like you who don't care about it won't understand."
Zhao Yang & Wang Jianjian: "..."
Zhuang Yan just lingered in their room for most of the day, guessing the time Xie Ning would take to take a bath, and stayed for a while before he got up to leave.
Zhao Yang and Wang Jian gradually breathed a long sigh of relief after sending off the Buddha.
When I returned, Xie Ning had already taken a shower and changed her pajamas, lying on the bed looking at her phone.
Zhuang Yan's eyes flashed across the elegant arc of his back and quickly moved away.
Xie Ning looked up at him: "Have you smoked for so long?"
"No." Zhuang Yan said, "Just remembering something, I went to Zhao Yang and they talked about the script again."
Xie Ning blinked: "Oh."
Zhuang Yan took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, not daring to look at him more: "I'll take a bath too, go to bed early, I have to be busy tomorrow."
Tomorrow they will go to Zhejiang by car early in the morning, and they have to run through all the sceneries in these days, and then discuss which ones can be used directly, which ones need to be modified, and which ones need to be rebuilt.
No matter how turbulent and imaginative in Zhuang Yan's mind, there is actually no time to act.
The bathroom door closed gently, and Xie Ning took a long time to recover, staring at the phone in a daze.
The room was too quiet, and the sound in the bathroom seemed clear.
Xie Ning couldn't help thinking about things, thinking about... Zhuang Yan in the bathroom.
Zhuang Yan's figure is very good, and Xie Ning can feel the strong muscles on his generous shoulders and chest every time he is hugged by him.
The sound of water came out, Xie Ning blinked, and his thoughts were drawn over again.
The naked Zhuang Yan...
He blushed little by little, quickly opened the quilt and buried himself in, arching like a hamster.
Fearing that Zhuang Yan would come out and see him so embarrassed, Xie Ning turned off all the lights in the room, leaving only the dim yellow sleeping lamp beside the bed.
Under such dim light, he should not be able to see his face clearly.
Xie Ning deceived herself to think so, closed his eyes and got ready to sleep.
Unexpectedly, after falling into the darkness, his hearing became more acute, and the rushing water seemed to ring in his ears.
He had just used the bathroom, and it was easy to imagine Zhuang Yan in it.
The water sprayed down from the shower, from the man's neck, down the strong chest to the lower abdomen.
I don't know if Zhuang Yan has abdominal muscles. It looks like there should be, but I don't know how many.
As a man, Xie Ning is extremely envious of people with abdominal muscles.
The lower abdomen goes down...
Xie Ning suddenly stuffed his head with the quilt.
What is he thinking about? ! !
Just when he was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe smoothly, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.
Xie Ning hurriedly poked his head out again, pretending to do nothing.
When Zhuang Yan came out of the shower, Xie Ning was already lying on the side of the bed, motionless like a baby, as if asleep.
He subconsciously eased his steps, and when he came closer, he noticed that Xie Ning had his eyes open, and blinked after seeing him.
Zhuang Yan was carrying water vapor, and there was still a little uncleaned water stain on his neck, which spread to the collarbone, and finally sank under the collar.
I don't know if it is a psychological effect, Xie Ning only feels that such Zhuang Yan is full of color and aggressiveness under the dim light.
Xie Ning's heart beat twice, and she wanted to bury herself in the quilt from start to finish.
Zhuang Yan saw that his hair was a bit messy, stretched out his hand to rub it, and asked, "Going to sleep?"
Xie Ning froze, Nene nodded: "Yeah."
Fortunately, Zhuang Yan didn't look at him much. He just glanced away and looked away. He quickly retracted his hand, went around to the other side of the bed, and lay on his back.
Xie Ning only felt his side collapse.
A second later, he felt the strong aura from Zhuang Yan's body, mixed with a touch of water vapor, like a violent wind passing through the border.
Xie Ning's whole body was soft.
Both of them used the shower gel delivered by the hotel. The smell was fresh and the faint scent was intertwined and entangled, and they couldn't distinguish you from me.
Xie Ning closed her eyes and lay down for a while, feeling the heavy breathing near her ears lightly and slowly.
He also relaxed a little bit, his consciousness gradually dimmed, like this quiet night, slowly sinking into darkness.
Just when he was about to fall asleep, Zhuang extended his hand, clasped it on his waist, and rolled it lightly.
Xie Ning:! ! !
After the slight dizziness, he came back to his senses, and Zhuang Yan was firmly in his arms.
Xie Ning held her breath, and subconsciously struck.
Zhuang Yan's low, heavy voice sounded above his head: "Stop making trouble, go to bed early, and get out early tomorrow morning."
...
After going to a place like the Republic of China City once, it feels like nothing new.
Yesterday, going to Chedun can also be regarded as a tourist. When I arrived at the Shanghai Beach Film and Television Base in Hengdian and found that most of the scenes were similar, the workability of framing was also reflected.
Just after the new year, there were not many film crews. The staff welcomed the group into the hall and asked them if they wanted to participate in the special activities of the Chinese New Year.
Wang Jian gradually knocked on the glass counter curiously and asked, "What activity?"
"Just changing into the costumes of the Republic of China to visit these ten-mile foreign markets will give people an excellent sense of substitution and immersion experience, as if they have traveled to the Republic of China a hundred years ago."
Zhuang Yan was noncommittal, but Wang Jianjian and Zhao Yang were quite interested and drove them to change their clothes.
Xie Ning didn't intend to participate, so he found a chair in the rest area and sat down. After a while, he saw Zhuang Yan walking up to him with a suit of clothes.
He raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I picked a set for you, go and change it?"
Xie Ning hesitated slightly.
Zhuang Yan: "Feel the costumes of the Republic of China? You have to check the protagonist in my movie."
Xie Ning glanced at the clothes in his hand, which looked like a suit. After thinking about it, he reached out and took it: "Okay."
What Zhuang Yan chose for him was a white suit with black edges. The shirt, waistcoat and tie were all available inside, and he didn't feel cold after putting it on.
Both Wang Jianjian and Zhao Yang wore long robes and mandarins. Xie Ning glanced at them, and they were gray, not very suitable for his aesthetics.
Zhuang Yan was the last one to come out. Xie Ning looked up, but was stunned.
He is wearing a military uniform.
A blade-like sharp breath came oncoming, Xie Ning's breathing stopped subconsciously.
Zhuang Yan's face is three-dimensional and deep, with a clear outline, and he has a sharp and compelling temperament when wearing a trench coat.
After putting on the military uniform, the straight shoulders, the sharp waist, the straight long legs... the handsome eyebrows exude infinite charm under this attire, and every move is strongly aggressive.
Strong aura, hormonal explosion, impeccably handsome!
Xie Ning couldn't help but let out a "fuck" deep in his heart.
As if hiding a small deer in his heart, he kept beating.
"You're so handsome, right?" Zhao Yang was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help cursing swear words, "How can we live in military uniforms."
Wang Jian gradually lowered his head and glanced at his robe. The more he looked at it, the more it became unpleasant: "Brother, you are going to hang up. I don't know there is a military uniform here. If it doesn't work, I want to change it."
Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Clothes also depend on people's wear. If you wear them..."
Wang gradually became angry: "How do I wear it!"
Zhao Yang also said: "Forget it, now it can be said that he is a man who depends on clothes. If you are still being compared to him if he wears military uniforms, then there is really no excuse to find."
Wang Jianjian: "..."
Zhuang Yan ignored them and walked to Xie Ning.
Xie Ning looked at him blankly.
"It looks good." Zhuang Yan commented, "My eyes are really good. You wear this set, it is exquisite and charming, like a young master from a family."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and straightened the bow tie around Xie Ning's neck.
Xie Ning blinked and slowly turned red.
"So are you," he said, "very handsome."
The corners of Zhuang Yan's lips curled up: "That's natural."
Xie Ning: "..." This person is still narcissistic as always.
Wearing various old-style costumes, a group of people lined up to get on the tram, which really has a bit of the charm of the Republic of China.
When Zhuang Yan sat down beside him, Xie Ning's breathing paused for a few seconds, and then he turned sideways slightly, lying by the window pretending to look at various old-fashioned shops on both sides of the street.
Zhuang Yan's momentum is too strong.
He, he dare not look directly at all now.
Seeing him lying on his stomach, Zhuang Yan couldn't help feeling nervous: "Uncomfortable? Is it uncomfortable to ride in the car?"
Xie Ning shook his head.
The tram swayed forward, and the people in the car swayed along. Zhuang Yan sat close, bumping his thigh from time to time, sticking to his pants.
The fabric of the military uniform was not very thick, and the hot temperature from the roots of the legs made Xie Ning's face burn even more.
He wanted to twist his body uncomfortably, but he was afraid that Zhuang Yan would notice something if this action was too deliberate.
He thought his face must be very unnaturally red.
Because Zhuang Yan raised his hand and put it on his forehead. After a while, he put it back in confusion: "It's not very hot, it's not feverish."
Xie Ning whispered, "I'm not sick."
Zhuang Yan replied lazily, and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, tell me that the next schedule will be very tight, and there are too many places to see. I try to adjust the time more loosely and finish one. The place allows you to rest for at least one night."
Xie Ning hurriedly said, "You don't need to adjust for me, just follow your plan."
Zhuang Yan turned his head and chuckled, "I am not for you, but for myself."
Xie Ning wondered: "Are you uncomfortable?"
Zhuang Yan smiled and said slowly: "If you are sick, I will die."
Xie Ning: "..."
Zhuang Yan saw that he turned his head and stopped talking. Knowing that he was shy, he changed the subject and said, "Actually, there are rickshaws here. I originally planned to ride a rickshaw with you to try it. Unfortunately, the rickshaw is too small to accommodate. An adult."
With regret, Xie Ning imagined the scene of him and Zhuang Yan squeezing in a rickshaw.
The rickshaw was not spacious enough, and the two big men got on it, bound to be close to each other, most of their bodies were pressed together.
The man in military uniform had his hands horizontally behind his back, looking like he was holding the young master in his arms.
Occasionally, the wheel hits a stone, the body shakes, and the young master's body slightly tilts, and the whole person crashes into the chest of the man in uniform.
...
He was thinking about it, and Zhuang Yan said with great regret: "Later, I thought about it. I should first ask the driver of the rickshaw if he can agree to let you sit on my lap."
"..."
Xie Ning's face suddenly became red.
Zhuang Yan turned his head and curled his lips with a smile: "Now I have found out that your face is not feverish, but blushing."
Xie Ning moved aside like an electric shock, separating him from his thigh.
Zhuang Yan laughed: "What are you hiding? I didn't let you sit on my lap now."
Xie Ning was red from face to neck: "Then why do you want to say it!"
Zhuang Yan smiled casually: "I can't actually sit down, and it's not okay to have fun?"
He stretched out his hand to pull Xie Ning back. It was expected that the tram stopped at this moment. Xie Ning was pulled onto Zhuang Yan due to inertia.
The young master just fell into his embrace.
Zhuang Yan subconsciously embraced his waist and buckled him firmly in his chest with his arms to prevent him from falling.
Xie Ning's hand happened to be propped on his chest, through the cloth that was not thick enough, to feel the strong muscles under the military uniform.
Zhuang Yan's hormonal masculine atmosphere is all over her body, and Xie Ning's brain is blank for an instant.
Zhuang Yannaobu's sitting on the thigh didn't come true, but Xie Ning did it, and it came true by mistake.
The author has something to say: 　　 Xie • Xiao Shao Ye • Ning: (Brain tonic) At most, hugs.
Zhuang•Great Warlord•Yan: (Brain Tonic) Sitting on the thigh.
Facts have proved that the brain supplement is better than Zhuangzhuang.
but! Ningning brain supplement can be achieved!
Is the play of Great Warlord x Young Master particularly tasteful?
He hesitated for a moment whether Ningning was wearing a school uniform or a suit from the Republic of China, and finally wanted to make Ningning a young master.
Ningning should be a delicate young master who is loved by thousands of people~
I’ve never been to Hengdian, but I’ve been to other Republic of China cities, dressing + tram + plots to be written tomorrow are all the projects I went to in the Republic of China, plus a little bit of cluttering. Don't care about it.
I haven't solved Hengdian in this chapter with 4000 words. What happened! ! !
ps: This is an update on the 6th. I am going to my grandma's house today, so I posted it in advance~
thank!
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