The Actor Extraordinaire

Ye Lan knew that Jiang Chi was thin-skinned and looked after his face, but didn't mention anything just now.

But thinking of Jiang Chi being Ren Haichuan's training in front of himself and so many people, he still felt distressed, Ye Lang's heart was soft, and his tone was a little softer than usual. He asked softly, "Tired?"

Jiang Chi shook his head, his lips moved, and his eyes were stubbornly strong, holding his face and whispering, "Brother ... I'm not scolded every day ..."

Like a lagging student who was criticized by the teacher at a parent meeting, Jiang Chi hasn't recovered from the embarrassment of being scolded by the teacher. He has to cry and apologize to the parents to explain, and he is afraid that the parents will be scolded again .

Jiang Chi lifted his eyes and looked at Ye Lang, anxious to take out the good shots taken the previous two days and show Ye Lang that he did not waste the good resources given by Ye Lang.

Jiang Chi explained with a low voice, "It's really bad today, but it's not always like this, really, I will ..."

"Shh ..."

During work hours, people in and out of the dressing room kept on, Ye Lang glanced around, put the dense script marked on his hand on the table, the voice was not high or low: "I'll say a few words to you."

The staff around me walked away for a few seconds before leaving with interest, and the makeup artist assistant who left last did not forget to bring the door.

There were finally only two people left in the room.

"How are you acting, I don't know yet?" Ye Lang raised his hand and squeezed Jiangchi's face. "Ren Haichuan is too demanding, not to blame you, but this is not a bad thing. It is good for you to sharpen the show. "

Jiang Chi nodded, as if he had been forgiven, and relaxed.

"But he is also a bit old-fashioned ... as soon as he is anxious, he is not so careful when talking about the show." Ye Lang smiled. "I just told him that I will start staring at your play tomorrow."

Jiang Chi's eyes widened: "Really? You ... have you watched the script?"

"The part I watched, I took a closer look at your part in order to understand the plot. It's okay to just tell a show." Ye Lang adjusted her collar and raised her eyebrows. "I'll call Ye Dao tomorrow. Do you know? "

Jiang Chi made Ye Lang soft, and couldn't help but whisper softly: "If I understand as slowly as I do today, would you also scold me?"

"People don't train their wives before people." Without waiting for Jiangchi to relax, Ye Lang turned back. "But if you let me teach too hard ... you might get corporal punishment at night. You can't learn anything without suffering."

Ye Lang smiled in his eyes, his voice was very low: "Is there a filial son under the stick ..."

Jiangchi blushed.

Ye Lang bowed his head and kissed Jiang Chi, and pushed Jiang Chi to the other side of the sofa, sitting next to Jiang Chi himself, holding Jiang Chi and stroking his waist.

After a few days of parting, finally I was able to be gentle for a while, Ye Lang frowned: "Why are you so thin? I'm holding my hands."

Jiang Chi was scolded a lot today, and he was trembling, and he became nervous immediately when he heard this.

No artist cares about his face and figure, let alone in front of his sweetheart.

In order to lose weight quickly, in addition to dieting, Jiangchi can no longer exercise systematically, the protein intake is reduced, and the hazy muscle contours that were hard to shape before disappeared. The whole person is thin and young, and he is thinner than before A lot worse, he was afraid that Ye Lang didn't like it, hesitated, and pushed his hand on the back of his back cheekily, vaguely: "No, don't hold your hands, brother, touch here ... "

Ye Lang paused and smiled: "Where can I touch it?

Jiangchi knew that Ye Lang was bullying himself again, but in order to make Ye Lang like it, he blushed and eagerly sold himself Amway: "Below ... Do you feel it, try it ..."

Ye Lang was anxious to take this little hooligan into his stomach, but his face was still faint. He deliberately spread out his hand: "Where's the next? Teacher Jiang ... I'm hard to touch everywhere." "

Ye Yingdi twisted his delicate fingers, dissatisfied: "I feel a pain in my hand."

Jiangchi's cheeks were crimson, and there was no smoke, and he whispered, "Then ... just reach in and touch ..."

"The pants are too tight." Ye Lang's long forefinger gently flicked the button on the waist of Jiangchi's pants, whispering harshly, "I can't get in with my hand."

Jiangchi slowly released his hands from Yelang's arms and reached his waist, like a pony with a tamed head. He lowered his head and untiedly unbuttoned the trousers.

"Is it possible to untie it earlier?" Ye Lang was cheap and sold well, gently pulling up Jiangchi's shirt, and picking his lips, pickily, "It's inconvenient to touch your pants down."

Jiangchi's ears were red. He looked at the door and looked for Ye Lang for mercy: "Someone came in ..."

Cen Wen was standing at the door, but Ye Lan didn't tell Jiang Chi, he smiled, "Who just took the initiative? I forced you?"

Jiangchi gritted his teeth and was pulled by Ye Lang when he was about to pull down his pants. Ye Lang rubbed Jiang Chi, who was thin, into his arms, bowed his head, and kissed, his hands were dishonest in the place where Jiang Chi was trying hard to sell. After doing this for a while, I shook the person and shivered, and then kissed him and arranged Jiangchi's shirt and trousers with one hand, and zippered and fastened him.

"I haven't seen it for more than a month, why is it so wavy?" Ye Lang let go of Jiangchi, with a stubborn evaluation, "It's quite soft."

Jiang Chi was embarrassed, but somehow, after listening to Ye Lan's words, he whispered in a terrible voice: "Yes ... right? I said ... very soft ..."

"Don't force me to get you here." Ye Lang grinds his teeth, bites Jiang Jiang's ears in punishment, and kisses his neck again. "Is there a night show today?"

"There was one, but it won't take long." Jiang Chi narrowed his neck slightly. "Brother, don't be too hard, you can't have kiss marks ..."

Ye Lang smiled, "Huh" said, "I know ... gently."

Jiangchi relaxes, rests his head on Yelang's shoulder, and enjoys the gentleness of his lover.

After intimate for a while, Cen Wen outside the door knocked on the door. Ye Lang knew it and released Jiangchi. Each of them adjusted their clothes and sat down. After a while, Anya knocked on the door and came in.

Anya smiled when she saw Ye Lang: "Why are you here earlier than me? I just wanted to call you and ask when you will come."

"Going to kill the youth, come here directly." Ye Lang sat to the side, took Jiangchi's marked script and flipped it over, "Is something wrong?"

Anya nodded: "What I told you before, and the entertainment of other investors in" Qin Sheng ", several bosses have been saying that they want to pick you up, so tonight, will it work?"

Ye Lang hesitated, looked at Jiang Chi, and nodded: "Okay ... he happens to have a night show today."

Anya remembered what Ye Lan said was not to entertain Jiangchi. She took a bite of dog food and nodded: "Then I'll reply for you. Don't take Cen Wen for this kind of party. , I take care of you when something happens. "

Ye Lan chuckled: "A business party is a small party. I can do it by myself. What can I do?"

Emperor Ye Ying said lightly, turned his head and was beaten. At night, he was helped back by An Yazhen.

Ye Lang went out for entertainment, and naturally no one dared to drink his wine, but Ye Yingdi himself had a bad drink.

Someone in the investor knew that Ye Lang liked red wine, and he did what he liked. He brought a few bottles of precious red wine in the past. Ye Lang hadn't touched the wine for a few months, and because of the joy that made Jiangchi stir up today, he started at first. I couldn't help but drink a few more glasses. At the beginning, it was okay. I barely propped up and didn't lose my posture in front of outsiders. After getting in the car, I was sure that I was in my own car and closed my eyes and fell asleep. Bien arranged the room for him early, but An Ya was not assured that he woke up in the middle of the night to play drunk, surf in the middle of the night, jump in the middle of the morning, and lost her family. She thought about it and knocked on the door of Jiangchi's room .

Boss Anya was embarrassed and yelled: "blame me, didn't advise him ... see if you can give him something to hangover, or just let him sleep."

Anya also stepped on high heels, shaking, Jiang Chi was afraid she and Ye Lang fell, took over Ye Lang, and instantly stabilized the person. Jiang Chi nodded: "I don't blame you, he likes drinking ... ... you go, I take care of him. "

Anya also drank a few glasses, her head was dizzy, and told Jiang Chi a few words of exhaustion in her room.

Jiang Chi lost a lot of weight and still had strength. He pushed the person into the room, undressed Ye Lang, and opened his eyes vigilantly when he unbuttoned Ye Lang's shirt. Seeing Jiang Chi, Ye Lang had a little in his eyes. With a smile, bowed his head and kissed Jiangchi.

Jiang Chi smiled, took off the clothes for Ye Lang, put him on the bed, and called the room service to sober up the soup. He twisted a towel and wiped Ye Lang's face and hands. Ye Lang had fallen asleep when the sober soup was delivered. When he died, Jiang Chi was reluctant to wake him up, set him aside, and went to bed himself.

There was no speech overnight. In the early morning of the next day, the two alarm clocks rang. Ye Lang opened his eyes anxiously, and saw Jiang Chi hurriedly turned off the two alarm clocks as he got out of bed with his bare feet.

"Are you awake?" Jiangchi said softly. "The alarm clock is off ... Sleeping for a while? Is it a headache?"

Ye Lang's eyes couldn't be moved on Jiangchi's two slender legs, and she was absent-minded: "It doesn't hurt ... it's a little bit sour."

Hangover for a night, if others can't watch it now, but when it comes to Yelang, it's just a little more decadent, and handsome.

But there was still a little tiredness at the corners of his brows, and he knew how tired he was at the moment.

Jiang Chi kept talking and wanted to persuade Ye Lang not to drink too much in the future, and he was afraid that Ye Lang would not take it seriously.

Ye Lang rubbed his sore neck and smiled, "Did you come back last night, didn't you? I just remember that An Ya helped me in."

When Jiang Chi moved, he estimated that Ye Lan couldn't remember anything, and he stumbled: "Noisy, noisy."

"Troubled you?" Ye Lang wondered, "Last night?"

Jiang Chi's heart fluttered, and he bowed his head and said, "Well, it was painful last night ..."

Ye Lang frowned, asking: "Does it hurt?"

"Um ... it hurts, brother, don't you drink so much in the future, okay?" Jiangchi drummed, concealing indistinctly. "You drink too much, not light or heavy, it's ... it really hurts."

Ye Lang looked at Jiangchi unbelievably, and laughed. He drank too much last night, but it was not too fragmented. He knew that the amount of alcohol was not good. He was extra vigilant every time he drank too much and did nothing. He has a better mind than anyone else. He paused for a moment, twitching his lips little by little, and looked at Jiang Chi with a smile: "Baby ... why didn't you say it last night?"

"Say ... I ca n’t stand the pain, I beg you, I ’m begging you for a long time, you do n’t listen, you have to do it ...” Jiang Chi was guilty, and did n’t dare to entangle this topic, hurriedly whispered, “Before Smoking less and not listening, you often stay up all night, the amount of alcohol is not good, but you always drink too much, and it ’s bad for your body ... "

Ye Lang looked at Jiang Chi with a smile, and understood his mind, his heart was soft and confused.

Jiang Chi, who is a little clever, is naive and handsome.

Ye Lang took Jiang Chi's arm and let the person sit down. His long fingers gently pinched the seam of Qi Jiangchi's hips, and smiled: "Drunk is that kind of force, but I can still toss you? Who is it?"

Jiang Chi lied and was pierced, his face turned red instantly, and he awkwardly got up and was caught by Ye Lang.

"Forcing me to pick you up and check it? Dare to pretend to hurt ... I haven't touched you yet, I don't know yet?" Ye Lang smiled, assured earnestly, "I know, drink as little as possible in the future, okay?" 2k novel reading network