Chapter 45045 Brave people enjoy handsome guys.
When the crew finished work, a large amount of sunset glow splashed across the sky, dyeing the white walls and green tiles of the ancient buildings a layer of gold.
Wen Zhenni was captivated by the sunset and stood by the window, watching it and taking photos. When she returned to her seat, Ciheng had piled so much food into her bowl that it was almost overflowing.
He wasn't in a good mood, but the director was already very grateful that he had the honor to come and have this meal.
Because he had not yet figured out the other person's temperament, the director spoke very cautiously during the meeting. In the end, he only tactfully expressed his desire to work with Wen Zhenni again.
After dinner, the director sent everyone downstairs. Ciheng signaled Wen Zhenni to take Xie Xincheng to the car, as he and Qiu Sicheng had a few words to say.
The restaurant's doors and windows are designed in the style of antique Chinese architecture, with carved windows facing a long corridor. Beyond the corridor are stacked rockeries and a gurgling fountain.
The evening breeze passes through the corridor and blows across the water, bringing a slight coolness, which is quite refreshing in this hot season.
Qiu Sicheng was in a good mood. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and knocked out a cigarette. "Want one?"
Ci Heng glanced at it and refused. "Don't you want to chat? Let's make it short and don't disturb my rest."
"Okay." Qiu Sicheng snorted, turned his wrist, and put the cigarette between his lips.
He lit the lighter, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled the smoke. Turning around and seeing his impatient face, he couldn't help but smile: "Don't be upset. I don't have that kind of intention towards Ni'er, and I'm not interested in ruining your marriage."
Qiu Sicheng understood everything. "She has been clinging to you since she was a child. Everyone can see that she is much closer to you. For this reason, you have an advantage over me."
Ciheng did not deny it, but did not think that this was her only advantage. "I am much better than you."
"I'm not being modest when I compliment you... They say couples look alike, and Ni'er probably inherited some of her bad habits from you."
Smoke filled the air, carrying a strong smell of tobacco. Qiu Sicheng was probably choked and coughed violently.
"But then again, marrying childhood sweethearts is great, but the downsides are also pretty obvious."
Ci Heng tilted his head, "What?"
Qiu Sicheng squeezed out the ash from his cigarette, shook his head and sighed, "It's too familiar, so familiar that every word and every action will be understood as the concern of a relative, rather than the instinct of a lover."
The wind blew away the smell of cigarettes, lifted the strands of hair from his forehead, and asked softly, "Ciheng, are you in love with her?"
I'm used to her scent and the traces of her life in the house.
When I can't see her, my heart is hanging and I feel anxious. When I see her chatting and laughing with other men, I feel irritated, worried about gains and losses, and afraid of losing her.
"Do you feel that way?" he asked.
"Have you ever thought that one day she will leave you?"
Qiu Sicheng's voice, with the pungent smell of tobacco, floated in Ciheng's mind, like a rolling play.
He pinched his eyebrows and felt Qiu Sicheng annoying for the first time.
"What did Qiu Sicheng say to you? You two actually shook hands and made peace."
After returning from the restaurant, Wen Zhenni felt that his eyes were strange, especially when he looked at her.
Ci Heng glanced at her inexplicably and said, "What kind of plot are you imagining? He and I have no grudges against each other, so there's no such thing as making peace."
"Yeah?"
After entering the room, the man grabbed the hem of his T-shirt with both hands and pulled it up.
Under the dim yellow light, as he moved, his arm muscles bulged, and his narrow waist and abdomen had well-defined abdominal muscles that extended all the way down until they disappeared into his trouser waistband.
The beautiful inverted triangle figure is shown to everyone so openly.
Wen Zhenni swallowed unconsciously, her eyes sweeping across the narrow waist and abdomen, the bulging chest, and finally stopping at the jaw and nose bridge, staring intently.
She was like a cat that had seen catnip, unable to resist. Even when her mind said no, her hand had already touched it.
As expected, only brave people can enjoy handsome guys and take charge of their eight-pack abs.
A soft body pressed against him, a touch without any warning, and Ciheng's body instantly tensed up.
"Don't move, let me touch you." Wen Zhenni wrapped her arms around his waist and abdomen, rubbing against him like a puppy, as if confirming the scent of the mark.
"Your skin is warm, but so comfortable." She stroked the skin with the tip of her nose, and the touch was more unbearable than the brush of a feather.
Ci Heng lowered his eyes and watched her busying around. He didn't know what she was doing, but she just rubbed her skin until it turned red. He couldn't help but bite the back of his teeth, "Haven't you touched her enough yet?"
"Not enough." Wen Zhenni shook her head, put her palm on his shoulder, and threw him onto the bed.
Her weight followed, and her head hit the man's chest squarely. Ci Heng felt a black screen before her eyes, and she almost fainted. "I'm made of flesh, not a sandbag. You stabbed me."
Wen Zhenni was now blinded by lust, her mind full of the stories of the tyrant emperor and his concubine, "Hubby, and the pants..."
Ci Heng's chest was pressed down by her, making it difficult for him to breathe. He could only sit up halfway with the help of his elbows. "What kind of drama do you shoot every day? It's so shameless and audacious."
"What's wrong? You men are allowed to have that kind of thought, but us women are not allowed to have it? I just want it, not only want it, but also want it."
Wen Zhenni started to grab him, "You came all the way here, isn't it just for this?"
Ci Heng narrowed his eyes and grabbed her restless hands, "Talk about evidence, who wants it?"
"But you just took off your clothes."
Ciheng was speechless: "Taking off clothes is the first step to taking a bath."
Wen Zhenni was at a loss for words, but the opportunity was already within her grasp, so there was no reason to give up. "Since I'm here, I might as well provide some technical support."
Ciheng: “…” What do you think of him as, a special tool?
He thought it was a duck, but Wen Zhenni gave him a more abstract metaphor, "Electrical appliances always need to be charged regularly."
Ciheng's expression was indescribable. "Who taught you that?"
"Xi Miao said so." Wen Zhenni sold her best friend out completely. "She also said that the male models at Xiu Se have great bodies and she wanted to take me to see them several times."
Ci Heng smiled wryly, "Then I'll break your legs. Don't go anywhere. Just stay home obediently. What do you say?"
Wen Zhenni quickly corrected herself: "...Actually, not all plugs are compatible. I have a dedicated one, which is enough."
To show my sincerity, I quickly kissed him on the cheek, "So, husband, do you want to recharge?"
In her eyes, he was still a consumable after all.
…Forget it, consumables are consumables.
He patted her back gently, and Wen Zhenni immediately understood and quickly lay down, not forgetting to ask him, "You are too heavy, don't crush me."
Is there any justice in the world? The person who wants something the most doesn’t even want to work for it.
She's not a wife at all, she's clearly an ancestor.
Ci Heng leaned over, resignedly picked her up from the bed, and patted her thigh, "Come up."
He carried her to the sink, his warm breath swept across her eyes, "From now on, don't talk."
Wen Zhenni pursed her lips slightly, hooked her toes into the fabric of her pants, and ignored his words, "But I--" Before she could finish her words, she was kissed.
She only had time to let out a faint moan before her neck was forced back and she couldn't utter a word.
Ciheng held her neck with one hand and her waist with the other, supporting her body as she leaned back.
The seemingly strong and controlling movements are actually patient and gentle, as if holding a rare treasure in the palm of one's hand, afraid of even the slightest bump.
In the intertwined breathing, Wen Zhenni's eyelashes trembled a few times, and finally slowly closed, and her fingers lightly rested on his back.
She seemed to understand why women were keen on collecting photos of their abdominal muscles.
If I saw this level of figure every day, I would really wake up laughing.
She did wake up with a smile. She slept until noon, and when she opened her eyes and saw the man beside her pillow, she couldn't help laughing out loud because of the beauty of last night's feast.
"Are you so happy?" Ciheng pulled her into his arms and rubbed his chin against the top of her head.
Wen Zhenni was of course satisfied, "Five stars for service."
She rested her chin on the man's shoulder, bent her index finger, and drew circles on his bulging arm, as if to confirm something. She muttered softly, "It seems to be a little stronger than Qiu Sicheng's."
"Just a little!" Even he himself was surprised. When did his possessiveness and competitive spirit reach such a level?
Wen Zhenni smiled with her eyes curved: "Well, it's a lot."
Ci Heng pinched her cheek with his fingertips and said, "Don't mention him next time."
Thinking of what Qiu Sicheng said last night, he now had a clear answer in his mind.
That assumption is not valid. Even if she really wants to leave one day, he will keep her by his side even if he uses threats or bribes.
"Have you ever been in love?" he asked.
Wen Zhenni was puzzled by the sudden question, "Have you forgotten? I got married right after graduation. I had already debuted for two years before that. Who can I talk to?"
As she spoke, she put her hands into his hair, ruffling his already messy hair even further.
Ciheng couldn't avoid her disruptive hand, so she grabbed her arm and held her down firmly.
Turning around, he saw the script on the bedside table. He reached out and took it, flipping through it casually.
"Why are you rummaging through my things?" Wen Zhenni slipped between his arms. "Do you want to see the script?"
He took the person into his arms and they watched together.
One of the scenes is where the heroine realizes his feelings and musters up the courage to find the hero and confess her love to him.
He pointed there and said, "Follow this and see how you improve."
Wen Zhenni cooperated, took a deep breath, changed her expression, and looked into his deep eyes.
"I'm not grateful or dependent on you, I'm moved and I like you, do you understand?"
She paused and continued, "I love being with you. I really like it, so...what about you?"
There are only two short lines, followed by a description of the heroine's expression. The heroine's eyes need to show tension and anticipation of the hero's reaction.
The heartbeat of the person lying in front of him suddenly quickened, beating against his chest.
Ci Heng's gaze fell on her face, not missing the emotion in her eyes. There was a fiery warmth in them, indeed filled with attachment, and a flash of confusion.
His Adam's apple rolled in a restrained manner, and his hand on her back gradually tightened. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was her superb acting skills or the true feelings that could not be restrained.
"And a kiss?" he asked.
Wen Zhenni held his face with both hands and slowly moved her face closer, so close that their breaths intertwined. When her breath brushed against his lips, she silently distanced herself from him.
"Cut!" She paused herself and hurriedly asked him, "How's it going? Is there much progress?"
Ci Heng shook his head: "I didn't feel any love."
"How is that possible?" Wen Zhenni was unconvinced. "Are you a professional, or am I a professional?"
She struggled to get up and grab the script, but he grabbed her arm and put her down on the pillow.
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The author has something to say: I am slightly dead. [Breaking down crying] I will take a break tomorrow and update the day after tomorrow.
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