On the set, Zhao Cunzhi remained expressionless, but when he saw the omega happily drinking lemon milkshake, he strangely relaxed.

Thinking about the knock on the door last night, I felt a little embarrassed.

Today we will shoot the scene where Anle is taken back to Jiang Ling's home to recuperate and apply medicine.

An Ling's room was very simply decorated. It was a simply decorated ten-square-meter room. Apart from the bed and table, there was only a dirty sofa and old, torn curtains.

In order to match the debts of Jiang Ling's family, they were penniless and didn't even have a decent appliance.

There were many people coming in and out of the set. Bu Qingren greeted and chatted with everyone with a smile, and soon became one of them.

Racial nature, compared to the friendliness of the Tibetan antelope, the pressure of the Asiatic lion makes Zhao Cunzhi exude a king-like aura all over his body.

Zhao Cunzhi's sharp yet calm appearance makes him difficult to approach, and the Alpha leadership level that has been differentiated this time is even more submissive.

The "authority" sticks aside.

Director Davy frowned, "You need to control your presence. The omegas on set are afraid to get close to you. How can we film this?"

The few herbivorous little Os hiding in the corner were trembling and couldn't control themselves from wanting to stay away. The alphas also felt a little uncomfortable. Their fear of the lion king made them hesitant.

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Alpha tried hard to restrain his aura.

The effect is very limited.

Zhao Cunzhi's leadership level is currently the highest in the alliance, and the barrier patches sold on the market are of little use to him.

Brother Zhao's laboratory has sampled his pheromones and specially customized a barrier patch.

Zhao Cunzhi subconsciously looked at Bu Qingren who was flipping through the script.

It stands to reason that herbivorous omegas are naturally repelled by lions, but he has never seen fear on the faces of Tibetan antelopes. This racial nature cannot be disguised.

Her makeup today is the same as when we first met yesterday, and her hair is a little messy. The scene she is about to shoot involves a large physical conflict.

Last night's performance proved that this scene was very difficult.

Director Davy briefly explained the fixed-point issues and gave them a few minutes to express themselves freely.

The busy set fell silent.

A huge, single-arm camera pans down.

"The second scene of 'Dark', one take at a time! Action!"

Under the dim light, Anle was pressed against the edge of the sofa, with half of his body hanging in the air, his hands tightly grasping Jiang Ling's shirt to maintain his balance.

The pain in his back spread throughout his body. He wanted to reach out and grab Jiang Ling's hand, but unfortunately his whole body was weak.

“What are you doing!”

Jiang Ling heard Anle's muffled groan, and the empty room made the echo clearer.

It feels like being burned.

"Your wound is inflamed, you need to apply medicine." Jiang Ling took the medicine, "Otherwise, what if you burn to death in my house?"

An Le leaned against the sofa, barely opening his eyes to look at the blurry room. Jiang Ling's broad shoulders bumped into his eyes, and the unfamiliar feeling of rejection made him struggle violently.

But Jiang Ling's grip was much stronger than his, and the injured and weak An Le's struggle was completely futile. His face darkened, and his tone became stern and cold, "You're looking for death! I'll kill you! Let go!"

The confused Anle regained his gangster's ferocity.

Jiang Ling cursed, turned over and pressed An Le under him, holding him down with both hands, and lifted up the corner of his clothes, his movements fierce and rough.

The wound on his back was stuck to his clothes, and the severe pain made his body tense up suddenly.

Anle's scalp was numb with pain, but he felt more humiliated and angry.

He pressed hard against Jiang Ling's hard chest. No matter how he resisted, Jiang Ling remained motionless like a mountain.

The fragility of his illness made him lose his strength.

Anle's eyes were red, and he spoke in a weak, trembling voice. He stared at Jiang Ling with his crystal-clear, watery eyes, breathing lightly. "Painkillers," tears fell from the corners of his eyes, his legs kicked wildly, his head drooped, and his voice softened. "It hurts..."

His rare act of submission made him exude a certain allure that made people feel itchy inside.

Looking at the unconscious An Le, Jiang Ling asked playfully, "Does it hurt? Weren't you trying to kill me just now?"

The sleeves are casually rolled up at the wrists, revealing the wrists and forearms, with clear protruding lines and an indescribable restrained sexiness.

Jiang Ling's figure as he carefully applied medicine to An Le gradually became blurred.

The tattered curtains fluttered gently, and the hot water on the table emitted steam, spreading throughout the room.

In the long shot, Zhao Cunzhi and Bu Qingren's lines and body language details were performed almost perfectly. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Bu Qingren had a talent for acting.

"Cut! Pass!"

Another take passed, and Davy couldn't contain his excitement. "That was perfect! Did you guys rehearse this scene privately?"

Bu Qingren flexed his wrist, raised his head and met Alpha's deep eyes, saying with a smile, "Senior Zhao, last night..."

The sound gradually subsided.

——Then, everyone looked at Zhao Cunzhi at the same time.

Alpha stood where he was, took a deep breath, and looked at Bu Cunzhi with a warning look.

Don't talk nonsense!

"Senior Zhao rehearsed with me last night and gave me some guidance on today's scenes. I benefited a lot from it!"

That’s right, this person knocked on the door and asked me to have dinner last night, and then he pulled the action director to rehearse the scene together for two hours.

Bu Qingren felt that Zhao Cunzhi was very contradictory.

On the one hand, he was indifferent to his own teasing hints and warned himself not to seduce him, but on the other hand, he paid attention to himself all the time and even noticed the details of his emotions.

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