Unexpectedly, Jing Shaoci was not as overjoyed as he had imagined when he heard this. Instead, his face changed drastically and he held his shoulders, anxiously saying, "Yanyan, are you really sick? Don't hide it from me."

Yan Zixiu had lived for two lifetimes, and for the first time he made such an invitation, the other party thought he was sick.

But he didn't know that it was because it was too rare that Jing Shaoci panicked.

Yan Zixiu opened Jing Shaoci's arm and left quickly.

"Yanyan!"

After coming out of the room, Yan Zixiu was almost smoking.

This time, when he returns to the crew, he will shoot a major scene with Lu Qiaobei.

In the plot, the disciples of the Supreme Immortal Sect who are below the Jindan stage go to the Canghai Secret Realm for training, and disciples from various major immortal sects also go with them.

In the secret realm, they were besieged by demon cultivators. In order to protect Lin Xingran, who suddenly broke through the realm, Luo Junshi was seriously injured and fell into the nightmare realm.

The nightmare realm is the most difficult to escape from among all illusions. Countless cultivators have developed inner demons here, because it will reflect the most desired and darkest side of your heart.

Luo Junshi faced it coldly at first, because he knew that in this nightmare, everything was false.

But just when he was about to escape from the nightmare realm, Lin Xingran appeared in front of him in thin clothes.

Although this is just an illusion in the book and did not really happen between the protagonist and the villain, it must be interpreted by the actors in the filming of the TV series.

It turns out that he and Han Xiangchen had a clear division of labor. Han Xiangchen performed the civil scenes, and he performed the martial scenes. The civil scenes naturally included all the intimate scenes.

But since this play, Han Xiangchen was only responsible for explaining the script to him, or acting with him privately. When the official filming started, he refused to attach himself to him for a moment.

So after seeing this scene, Yan Zixiu was completely stumped.

Han Xiangchen knew that he could not act out the feeling of being trapped by love, so he suggested that he try it with Jing Shaoci, and then remember his inner feelings at the time, so that he could definitely use them when filming started.

"This can also effectively prevent Mr. Jing from getting jealous. When he sees this intimate scene, Mr. Jing will naturally feel that you are thinking of him when you act."

It was because Han Xiangchen made this kill-two-birds suggestion that he made such an invitation to Jing Shaoci. Unexpectedly...

Yan Zixiu found it difficult to face the thought. He rushed into the bedroom to get a set of clothes, and then took the elevator directly to the underground hot spring.

When Jing Shaoci found him, Yan Zixiu was sitting cross-legged in the steam room.

Even in such a high temperature environment, Yan Zixiu still looked handsome and did not sweat at all.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he closed his eyes, turned his body 180 degrees, and faced the wall.

Jing Shaoci walked barefoot on the cedar floor, his violent heartbeat showing his current mood.

His Adam's apple moved up and down, and then he whispered, "Yan Yan."

Yan Zixiu did not move or respond, still maintaining his meditation posture.

Jing Shaoci walked over to him and sat down, then reached out and held Yan Zixiu's wrist, "Yan Yan, open your eyes and look at me."

Yan Zixiu slowly closed his eyes, then turned his head and said, "Just pretend you didn't hear the suggestion just now."

"No!" Jing Shaoci became anxious in an instant, tightened his fingers and said, "You said it yourself, and everything you say is never wrong."

Yan Zixiu didn't expect the other party to stop him with what he said, so he said coldly, "It's you who don't want to."

"How could I not want to." Jing Shaoci leaned close to his ear and whispered, "You don't know how much I want it."

The breath itched on his earlobe, making Yan Zixiu subconsciously avoid it, but was grabbed back by Jing Shaoci.

"Aren't we going to take a bath together? I'm ready."

Yan Zixiu pried open his big hands that were clasped around his waist and said sternly, "I regret it."

How could Jing Shaoci let him go? So he said firmly, "I allow you to regret everything else, but not this."

Yan Zixiu simply stood up and walked out the door.

Unexpectedly, Jing Shaoci grabbed his ankle, causing Yan Zixiu to stagger forward.

"Let go."

"No, you won't be able to hit me anyway." Jing Shaoci looked completely fearless. As

soon as he finished speaking, his slender fingers touched Yan Zixiu's ankles, and occasionally pinched them lightly.

"You..." Yan Zixiu was so angry that he couldn't speak.

But as Jing Shaoci said, he simply couldn't make up his mind to do it now.

"If you do this again, I will really get angry."

Jing Shaoci let go of his hand and stood up, "Okay, after all, when you get angry..." He moved closer to Yan Zixiu and said in a low and confused voice: "It looks better."

The distance between the two was very close, so close that they could kiss if they leaned forward slightly.

Yan Zixiu's fingers kept curling and clenching, trying hard to control his emotions.

With Xiao Kugua's unyielding posture, he might not stop if he didn't achieve his goal today.

Yan Zixiu turned his head away and closed his eyes resignedly: "Then it's up to you."

At this moment, Jing Shaoci felt as if there were fireworks blooming all over his head, dazzling him. It was not

until Yan Zixiu left the steam room that he came to his senses and chased after him.

The two of them came to the hot spring pool, and just as Jing Shaoci was grabbing the hem of his clothes with both hands, he was directly held down by Yan Zixiu. "Don't take it off." He said in a serious tone. Jing Shaoci looked at him, and after a few seconds he said, "Who takes a bath with clothes on?" Yan Zixiu frowned, lowered his eyes and said, "If you insist on doing this, then I won't go in the water." Jing Shaoci had finally worked out some benefits, how could he just give up like this. He thought for a moment, then pretended to be reluctant and compromised and said, "Then can I change my clothes?" Yan Zixiu nodded slightly and said seriously, "Yes." Jing Shaoci then held his hand and said, "Come with me, there are special bathrobes for hot springs." Yan Zixiu didn't think much about it, and followed him to the locker room.

After they got inside, Jing Shaoci took out two long Japanese yukatas, handed him one, and then they each went into a compartment.

When Yan Zixiu came out, his collar was tightly sewn and his belt was neatly tied around his waist.

On the other hand, Jing Shaoci's front was completely open, and not only his chest muscles could be seen, but also a large area of ​​his tight abdominal muscles were exposed. His belt was tied loosely, almost as if it was non-existent.

Yan Zixiu gritted his teeth and immediately walked over to straighten his yukata.

As a result, as soon as he grabbed the other person's collar, Jing Shaoci pressed the back of his hand and said, "I'm hot."

Yan Zixiu suddenly withdrew his hand, raised his eyes to look at him, and then turned and left.

Jing Shaoci looked at his waistline from behind, which was bound by his belt, and laughed softly.

When he left, Yan Zixiu had already entered the hot spring pool, and was leaning against the artificial rock wall, resting his eyes.

When Jing Shaoci entered the water, Yan Zixiu began to recite the Qingxin Jue in his heart.

"Yan Yan." Jing Shaoci called in a deep voice.

After a while, Yan Zixiu spoke without any ups and downs: "What's the matter?"

"Come here."

Yan Zixiu opened his eyes, looked at Jing Shaoci leaning lazily by the pool, and said coldly: "Don't even think about it."

"You said you wanted to bathe together." Jing Shaoci said confidently: "We are so far away from each other, what does this mean?" Yan Zixiu

regretted that he accepted Han Xiangchen's suggestion. He was simply digging a hole for himself.

He took a deep breath silently, and then spoke: "The reason why I said that is because..."

"Because of what?"

Yan Zixiu turned his head away, "Forget it."

He didn't come over, so Jing Shaoci simply swam over by himself.

The hot spring water soaked his bathrobe, and the way it stuck to his body made the outline of his muscles more prominent.

"Why didn't I notice before that you have a thin waist?" Jing Shaoci said.

In fact, it's not that he didn't notice it, but he didn't dare to say it.

Even if an ordinary man is thin, his waist is basically straight down. Although Yan Zixiu has abdominal muscles, his waistline on both sides is curved and concave, which is just suitable for him to hold with one hand.

Yan Zixiu clenched his fingers underwater, and the knuckles turned white.

Just when Jing Shaoci was about to raise his hands to hug him, Yan Zixiu suddenly said, "Stand up."

The moment Jing Shaoci stood up, Yan Zixiu also stood up.

After a burst of splashing water, Jing Shaoci approached him and said in a leisurely tone: "Little Taoist, what do you want to do to me?" As

soon as he finished speaking, Yan Zixiu suddenly moved behind him. Before Jing Shaoci could react, his right arm was buckled behind his waist, and he was pressed against the rock wall by the back of his neck.

Jing Shaoci was completely shocked, and even his pupils trembled for a moment.

"Do you know..." Yan Zixiu came close to his ear from behind and said in a slow and seductive voice: "I have wanted to do this to you for a long time?"

This is the line that Luo Junshi said to Lin Xingran in the script, but Jing Shaoci didn't know anything at the moment.

At this moment, there was only one sentence in his mind -

his Yanyan has made it.

Yan Zixiu loosened the hand that was holding his neck, and then slid down his cheek with the back of his hand, all the way to his jaw, and began to trace his thin lips with his fingertips.

Jing Shaoci felt his blood boiling, his throat numb and itchy, and his nose was filled with the green sandalwood scent of Yan Zixiu.

He opened his mouth and bit Yan Zixiu's fingertips, gently, but with an unspoken meaning.

Yan Zixiu immediately curled his fingers and said with dissatisfaction: "Why don't you resist me?"

"Such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, why should I resist?"

"No." Yan Zixiu said seriously: "You must resist."

If Jing Shaoci didn't do this, it would be different from Lin Xingran's reaction in the play.

Jing Shaoci suddenly realized that Yan Zixiu wanted to play with fun, so he said: "Then if I resist, will you keep doing this?"

"Yes." Yan Zixiu nodded seriously.

As soon as the voice fell, Jing Shaoci directly broke away from his arm that was held back by him, and then tried to turn around.

Yan Zixiu reacted quickly, and immediately hugged his shoulders from behind and pressed him back to the same place.

"Yan Zixiu, let me go."

Jing Shaoci's voice was very cold, so cold that Yan Zixiu suddenly couldn't tell whether he was really angry or not.

"Did I hurt you?" He tilted his head and asked in Jing Shaoci's ear.

Feeling that he loosened his grip, Jing Shaoci took the opportunity to turn around and quickly kissed him on the face.

Yan Zixiu was completely furious. After holding him down with one hand, he directly ripped off his belt with the other hand.

He followed the script completely, but the scene in front of him made his eyes widen instantly, and he immediately grabbed Jing Shaoci's collar with his hands.

"You, why are you...!!"

Jing Shaoci raised his eyebrows, and said with a slight curl of his lips: "After reading it, are you dissatisfied?"

After that, his big hand touched Yan Zixiu's waist from top to bottom, "What are you wearing under this bathrobe, or..."

He deliberately prolonged the ending tone, and then said: "Same as mine?"

Yan Zixiu's neck turned red. He wanted to tie the belt back to the other party, but he was too strong just now and broke it directly.

With no choice, he could only pull off his own belt and tie it back to Jing Shaoci, and pulled it hard when tying it.

Jing Shaoci deliberately made a groan in his throat, then pinched his chin and said: "You broke my waist, and you are the one who suffered."

Yan Zixiu raised his eyes and looked at him coldly, his eyes were full of coldness.

After tying it, he turned around and was about to leave, but Jing Shaoci held him tightly and refused to let go.

"I have cooperated with you, so shouldn't you also return the favor appropriately?"

Yan Zixiu squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "I just did the right thing."

"Of course it's business." Jing Shaoci gave full affirmation, while touching his back and said: "But, I also want to do business." Yan

Zixiu had clashed with him several times on this matter, and had already come to a conclusion.

He absolutely couldn't get entangled with Little Bitter Melon at this time, otherwise he would be the one who suffered.

Yan Zixiu hesitated for only a moment, and then quickly leaned over and kissed him on the face.

"How about a kiss on the cheek?" Jing Shaoci almost wrote the words "pushing too far" on his forehead, but he still said in a slightly aggrieved tone: "I just played with you for so long."

Yan Zixiu took a deep breath and said word by word: "I'll say it again, I wasn't playing with you just now."

While he was talking, Jing Shaoci's eyes began to move from top to bottom, and every stop was like lighting a fire.

Yan Zixiu realized that his belt was gone and his front was open.

He immediately closed his eyes, and then coldly rebuked: "Close your eyes."

Jing Shaoci's eyes returned to his face and said: "I can listen to you in everything, but this... I can't."

He felt that his body had changed. He didn't notice it just now, but now it is becoming more and more obvious.

Yan Zixiu simply gave up on communicating with him, formed a seal with his right hand, and appeared on the shore the next second.

"Yan Zixiu!" Jing Shaoci shouted.

Yan Zixiu pretended not to hear anything and walked barefoot towards the elevator.

"Yan Yan, I don't feel well."

Even though he knew there was a possibility of being deceived, Yan Zixiu still stopped.

He did not turn around, but just turned his head slightly and asked, "Where?"

Jing Shaoci deliberately did not speak, and waited for him to come over.

He guessed correctly, Yan Zixiu really couldn't let him go.

After Yan Zixiu went back into the water and walked over, Jing Shaoci grabbed his waist and pressed him against the edge of the pool.

"I think I'm okay."