Chapter 67: It ’s not just a kiss

It was over eight o'clock in the evening when it was finished, Zhao Meng offered to ask, and please go to the barbecue with the lead actors of the group.
This barbecue restaurant, she said that she had been here before when filming in City C. Although she was in the lively area of ​​the city center, she was brought in from the back door familiarly, and then Xia Rong and Teacher Wu Hongfei changed their coats. Wearing a hat, it really became "black under the lights", and no one recognized them until they entered the box.
The color of the grilled meat gradually became tarred and bright, and it was hot and nourishing, and it easily attracted the maggots of almost everyone present.
Zhao Meng changed a sky blue long-sleeved shirt at this moment, and her cuffs were pulled up, revealing a frosty snow-like horror wrist. She stood up and opened the camera with her mobile phone in her hand. "Well, unfortunately I can't eat more, I can only take a few more good-looking photos, and I'm raving my fans late at night."
"Haha, it's awful to be your fan."
Xia Rong lifted her head with a smile, and glanced at a red mark on her wrist, her eyes were still fixed. The scene of Tianlong filmed during the day was actually very dangerous. Xia Rong was not very proficient with bicycles. Even if he was careful and careful, he still fell with Zhao Meng. His own hand broke the skin. Zhao Meng His wrist was also marked with a red mark on the dead branches.
Her hair style has not changed, she is still a long ponytail, Qi Liu Haier, watching it now, as if Tan Xiaoxiao is right in front of him.
Xia Rong shivered like this, or did Wu Hongfei call him back to God: "... Xia Rong, Xia Rong?"
"... hey." Xia Rong turned his head. "Miss Wu, what's the matter?"
"Let's change the coat back. I'm wearing your clothes too tightly." Wu Hongfei laughed heartily. "At a very old age, the beer belly is coming out."
"Oh, I almost forgot." Xia Rong nodded happily, sitting on the spot and undressing.
Wu Hongfei was a little bit bulky, and there was some movement on the seat, so he stood up and shrugged off his coat. Just next to him was Zhao Meng, who was half-bent and was concentrating on taking pictures of the gourmet newspaper. He didn't pay attention to when Wu Hongfei stood up, and his arm angled just to hit him.
"Hey-my cell phone!" Zhao Meng's cell phone was released in a moment, and she was knocked out. She called out, and subconsciously reached for her cell phone-but she didn't notice that it was just enough to roast the raw meat. Steaming iron plate!
Seeing that her white and bare elbows were about to fall on the iron plate, no one had time to remind her that an arm slammed open her arm and replaced her elbow with the iron plate.
The hot air, as if "Zi-", evaporates in the air.
Everything is between light and flint.
Zhao Meng immediately responded and called: "Xia Rong! Are you okay!"
It was Xia Rong who hit the iron plate instead of her. He frowned, but still smiled at her: "Just next to it, I'm fine, laugh ... Zhao Meng." His eyes were confused for a moment, It seemed to be stunned, and then turned his head again, and said to Wu Hongfei, "Sorry Teacher Wu, your clothes have stained me."
Wu Hongfei considered himself to be the "culprit" in this scene. Just now his face was pale, and now he greeted with regrets and inspected Xia Rong's arms: "Don't say any clothes, take it off and take a look. Skin? "
"It should be okay, and it doesn't hurt much." Xia Rong's left hand still maintained his elbow inward position, but he didn't move for a while. He was comforting Wu Hongfei, but the other hand was violently held by one hand.
The palm of this hand was cold, and the palms of his hands were full of fine cold sweat, and he even felt a little pain.
Xia Rong nodded, looked up, and was falling into Su Chi's eyes.
Su Chi seems to have been like this all the time, the more anxious the calmer his eyes look. His gaze swept across Xia Rong's elbow, and it was rare to be so tough as to command: "Come out with me."
"... Oh." In front of the house, Xia Rong responded so much that he was really obediently dragged out by Su Chi.
The rest looked at their backs, looked at each other, and were surprised by the way they interacted, and also had their own tacit understanding.
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Although his eyes were unusually dark, Su Chi didn't take Xia Rong to any strange place, but pulled him all the way to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and washed him with cold water.
"... Su Chi?" Xia Rong tentatively called him in the sound of the water.
"..." Su Chi lowered his eyes, and rarely did not answer him immediately.
"Su Chi ..." Xia Rong held out a finger, poked at his face, and made a small pit in the place where he should have been a dimple.
Su Chi's eyelashes trembled, but he chose to patiently respond to him: "... eh?"
"Are you angry?"
"No." Su Chi concentrated on flushing him without raising his head. "I just feel bad."
"..." On the contrary, Xia Rong stopped for a moment, his heart seemed to be blocked, hesitated for a moment before he said, "... I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry, you didn't do anything wrong." Although Su Chi said that, Xia Rong's soft words obviously also played a role. In the next sentence, his lips smiled slightly. Will the hero save the beauty? "
Seeing that he laughed, Xia Rong couldn't help but laughed, "What is long-term resistance? I would have saved the hero from the old days, okay, do you forget that a cat fainted in the hotel corridor? At that time, who picked it up and tasted delicious? "
Su Chi raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Can it be counted?"
Xia Rong said, "Why not?"
"That counts you terribly." Su Chi turned off the tap, carefully holding Xia Rong's arm, and slowly took off his jacket. Indeed, as Xia Rong said, it was just a slight blow, and because the treatment was timely, it was only a little redness on the skin and it did not look serious.
"I said it was okay, I was ..." Xia Rong saw that the situation was not serious, and suddenly he had the confidence. After being glanced at Su Chi lightly, the speed of light was dumb, and shouted, "... I was a bit ... ... not distinguished ... "
"Do you think you are an agile policeman?" Su Chi smiled. "I have ointments and anti-inflammatory drugs. I'll take them back to the hotel later to get you three meals a day. Don't forget."
"I have that too, Sister Yi has brought it to me." Xia Rong said, "I don't need to go to your place to get it."
"Well, that's fine."
"Ok……"
Xia Rong sniffed his nose, only to realize that he and Su Chi were already close to each other, head to head, hands to hands.
Breath smells at your fingertips.
After a brief silence, the two spoke at the same time: "I ..."
At the same time changed his mouth: "You ..."
Xia Rong scratched his head: "Let's talk first."
"Um." Su Chi also didn't talk to him modestly, and said, "I'm going to take leave from tomorrow the day after tomorrow to go to the premiere of the movie that will be released soon, and fly all over the country. Be careful of yourself, don't place orders, remember to wipe the ointment Remember to take anti-inflammatory drugs. Call me if you have any questions. If I change my text message on the plane, I will contact you as soon as I see it. "
Probably because of guilt, Su Chi told him, Xia Rong nodded, and at the back, he almost nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice. Su Chi couldn't help laughing: "To you What did you just say? "
"... It's nothing." Xia Rong hesitated and said, "It's not anxious, please wait until you come back."
"Okay." Su Chi looked at him, suddenly lowering his voice, as if with some pleading, "Xia Rong, when you film again, can you, don't ... forget it."
In the end, he swallowed back the almost-spoken prayer, just as a few years ago, when Xia Rong recklessly and kindly applied a plaster, he told him calmly and gently:
"... forget it, as long as you are happy."
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In the two days when Su Chi asked for leave, the crew was calm, and he was not there. The director mentioned Xia Rong and Zhao Meng's opponents for the show, and let them shoot first.
The main shot was a stage under the pseudonym Fu Lin ten years ago, as an undercover, and met with Tan Xiaoxiao. At this time, both of them were young and awkward, especially Zhao Meng, who lived away as a rebellious and bad girl. Among the gray classmates, they were as gorgeous and charming as a poppy flower.
She is also very satisfied with her own style. She sends her live photos for several days, and occasionally takes pictures with Xia Rong, saying with a smile: "This classmate's look at me makes me really dream of going back to girlhood. Acting [ Praise] @ 夏 融 V [Shy] "
The predecessor generously carried him, and of course Xia Rong also had to respond interactively, but the number of words he returned was small, because talking to "Tan Xiaoxiao" in this way always made him have a subtle uncomfortable feeling.
Xia Ronghui's content is not good enough, and fans have shifted their focus to other aspects-
[Ah, hey, I see Su Chi like it! 】
[Really ordered! I'll remind you here! 】
[I believe Su Chi and Xia Rong are really good brothers, so sincerely happy for each other's progress, it is rare in the entertainment circle]
[Although Ben Rongxue is not satisfied with your use of the word "good brother", I still want to give you a praise]
...
Since Xia Rong has n’t had any problems, he has n’t contacted Su Chi so much, so they actually
interactively interacted
more on Zhao Meng ’s Weibo.
Unexpectedly, when Xia Rong just came up with this idea, the situation happened.
Towards the end of his lunch break, he was changing clothes in the locker room, waiting for a while to start shooting. Suddenly, he was dizzy without warning, and after a severe pain, he opened his eyes stupidly, and found that his field of vision was within a few seconds. Enlarged countless times.
It seems that it has been a long time that I haven't experienced forced cat transformation. Xia Rong moved his claws hard and felt that the strength on his body was evacuated. It took him a while to get up and down.
Fortunately, the mobile phone and other things were all around, Little Orange Cat laboredly crawled beside the mobile phone, lay on it, and texted Su Chi word by word: "I suddenly became a cat, where are you?"
After typing these words, the little orange cat rolled over and opened his mouth silently and fell down. I don't know how long, he felt the mobile phone under him shake for a long time, and quickly turned back to check, it was Su Chi reply: "As soon as I get off the plane, I will come right away. Don't be afraid."
Xia Rong was relieved. He originally wanted to type again to reply to Su Chi, but he had no energy to lift his claws. It was too laborious to type accurately, and he was afraid of being heard by outsiders. Can stop.
He lay down into a puddle of cat cakes, waiting for Suchi to come in place. When the door of the locker room was knocked suddenly, he burst into strength and sat up. Who knew that the voice came from Zhao Meng: "Xia Rong, are you okay? I have seen you go in for a long time, Didn't come out, are you okay? ... can you hear me? "
Xia Rong leaned against the door and slammed the door panel with his cat's head. It sounded like he kicked the door with his shoes, indicating that he could still move without problems.
After Zhao Meng heard it, she was relieved temporarily and went aside. Xia Rong was dizzy, and these two hits made him stare at Venus.
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Su Chi came along all the way, and became more and more aware of Xia Rong's physical condition. He didn't know why Xia Rong changed the cat this time, but he didn't change. Is it because Xia Rong changed the cat when he was still in the air and the glass's mana range could not be covered?
He rushed into the place where Xia Rong felt in his consciousness and found that Zhao Meng was standing outside the dressing room and trying to open the door, and his high heart suddenly fell down.
But at this moment, he had no time to worry about his feelings. Zhao Meng looked up and said to him anxiously, "Su Chi, are you back? Just now the director called and said that the filming will start soon. Xia Rong has not been in there. There was an echo, and it was completely silent now. Shall we knock the door open? "
Su Chi tried to remain calm and said, "No, can you wait outside? Xia Rong has some habit and doesn't want to be seen. I can just calm him, it will be all right."
"Really?" Zhao Meng didn't distrust Su Chi, but questioned the habit of "only him can soothe him right away" in his mouth.
"Really, hurry up, trouble you."
Seeing this, Zhao Meng no longer lost time, nodded quickly, hurried out, and brought the door smoothly.
"Xia Rong?" Su Chi knocked on the door. "Can you open the door? No, I just ran into it."
Xia Rong lay against the door panel for a long time, and finally accumulated some strength. Hearing the sound of Su Chi, like the fog breaking through layers of obstacles, his heart suddenly loosened, his head crooked, and a hoarse " Meow……".
Su Chi understood, this was saying "I can open the door myself, don't hit, the movement is too loud."
After Su Chi understood, he stepped back a few steps. After a few seconds, the door panel beeped as if something had hit it. Then the door lock clicked and opened from the inside out.
A little orange cat lay weakly in the middle of its clothing.
Su Chi half-knelt down, hugged it to his knee, and gently touched the tip of his nose, looking at the dark orange eyes of the little orange cat looking at him weakly.
He was about to lean over, but hesitated for a moment, holding the little orange cat again, took a eyebrow knife on the dressing table next to him, swiped the wrist, cut the skin instantly, and exuded bright red blood Come.
Xia Rong was faint: "... meow?"
Su Chi sat down, held the little orange cat on his lap, and fed his wrist to his mouth: "Drink, the effect should be similar."
"... Isn't it me just to kiss and kiss me?"
"I don't know, now you can be considered a drama ..." Su Chi looked down at him, and his long eyelashes cast a crow-wing-like shadow under his eyes, and he passed the bleeding wrist forward, "But it should all be up to you. Until you make a judgment and decide whether you are going to play or enter the play ... I won't cheat."
"..." Because of the stalemate, there were already one or two drops of hot blood flowing from the wrist, which wet the soft orange cat's soft hair.
Xia Rong raised his face and his eyes were wet and clear.
He leapt back and jumped on Su Chi's wrist. Su Chi thought he was looking for a convenient place to drink blood, so he obeyed him obediently. Who knew that the little orange cat twisted his body again and hit his lips exactly.
The lips were pried apart in haste, and saliva was exchanged unexpectedly.
Alas.
"... I know I seem to be too easy to play." The young man sitting naked in his arms and touching his lips, his voice was hoarse and soft, "so in order to prevent me from being too entertaining, let me play first Come on. "