warmth
Xia Zhitang looked at the little flame dancing in Lin Jingming's eyes who was so close to him, and suddenly burst out laughing.
"Lin Jingming, you are childish." Xia Zhitang gently placed his hand on Lin Jingming's shoulder, "You've been using the same trick for so many years."
"There's no other way. There's no one else for me to practice on." Lin Jingming's warm breath sprayed on Xia Zhitang's neck, and he greedily inhaled her fragrance.
"You said you would wait for me." Xia Zhitang said softly as she gently scratched the hairline on the back of his neck with her nails.
Lin Jingming shivered and kissed Xia Zhitang's neck: "I've waited for so many years, so I'll collect some interest."
The warm kiss fell from the neck to the jawline, and then up to the corner of Xia Zhitang's mouth, with surging passion hidden under the restraint.
"What if I don't give it to you?" Her breathing became rapid, and her calves accidentally touched his.
Lin Jingming slowly and gently sucked Xia Zhitang's lips: "Then push me away."
His eyes were like a small whirlpool, sucking Xia Zhitang deeply in and making him indulge in it and not wanting to break free.
Lin Jingming subconsciously licked Xia Zhitang's lips, chuckled, and slowly leaned over to her ear.
"I'll listen to you. I'll stop as long as you say 'stop'." He panted and bit her earlobe lightly. "If you want more, I'll listen to you too."
"Lin Jingming, shut up." Xia Zhitang felt that this man was sent by God to torture her.
He couldn't help but smile even more as he heard her hum of dissatisfaction.
Xia Zhitang felt his chin being gently lifted up, and his lips being kissed like a peck, but the kiss was too stingy to go deeper.
Her fingertips slid into the ends of his hair, and she bit his jelly-like lips in dissatisfaction. Amid his chuckle, she finally tasted the long-lost taste with satisfaction.
Xia Zhitang had forgotten what their last kiss tasted like. When all the shackles were removed, she could finally savor this kiss that was like the freshest salmon sashimi.
Reason is like a kite flying in the sky, all kinds of secret information are exchanged between lips and teeth, time seems to be infinitely stretched and extremely compressed.
"Director Lin, are you there?"
The annoying knock on the door brought Xia Zhitang back to reality. The man holding her waist was unwilling to end this hard-earned dance.
Xia Zhitang tried to push his shoulder, but he didn't move at all.
She gently bit the tip of his tongue, which was still exploring, and pinched his lean waist.
Lin Jingming then bit her lower lip reluctantly and stood up panting.
"Come back in ten minutes."
His voice was hoarse and confused, and Xia Zhitang didn't dare to imagine what kind of rumors would come out of the company later.
Lin Jingming smiled and gently wiped her smudged lipstick with his thumb: "I'll help you touch up your makeup later. They won't be able to see it."
Xia Zhitang kicked him angrily. Lin Jingming didn't dare to hide. He stood there innocently and diligently helped her tidy up her slightly messy appearance.
"How about we go out holding hands openly later?" Lin Jingming was eager to announce to the world that he had finally won the beauty.
"That was interest! I said I don't want it to go so fast!" Xia Zhitang refused to admit that he was also very excited.
"Okay, I'll help you with your lipstick." Lin Jingming took out a few lipsticks from the drawer. "Which one do you want?"
Xia Zhitang glared at him and pointed at the red bean paste-colored tube in the middle.
Lin Jingming knelt on one leg in front of Xia Zhitang and carefully applied lipstick for her.
"This brand smells good and isn't drying." Lin Jingming stuffed all the lipsticks he had just taken out into Xia Zhitang's pocket. "Old Cheng recommended it."
"You two are a bunch of jerk." Xia Zhitang couldn't help but slap Lin Jingming on the butt. They were both stunned.
"So you like this." Lin Jingming covered his buttocks, "It's not impossible, as long as you like it."
"I also like the bunny boy. Are you pretending to be one?" Xia Zhitang deliberately pinched Lin Jingming's butt. "It's quite elastic."
Lin Jingming thought seriously for 3 seconds, then suddenly hugged Xia Zhitang from behind.
"How about I play the bunny boy and you play the cat girl? We can win over each other."
Xia Zhitang elbowed Lin Jingming in the stomach: "Let go, I want to go back."
"Hiss, you're murdering my dear director." Lin Jingming clutched his stomach and collapsed on the sofa exaggeratedly. "You have to rub it for me, it hurts me."
Xia Zhitang took out his phone expressionlessly and pointed it at Lin Jingming: "Go on, keep acting."
Lin Jingming became more excited when he saw the camera. He lay on the sofa in a seductive pose and lifted up his clothes to show his belly without abdominal muscles.
"Lin Jingming, you're so sexy." Xia Zhitang actually turned on his phone and took a lot of pictures of him.
Lin Jingming became even more excited and changed several poses to cooperate with the photo shoot.
"Oh, it's a pity that you don't become an actor."
Lin Jingming shook his head exaggeratedly and began to speak in a dramatic tone: "My mission is to be a great director. Acting is just one of my many hobbies."
Xia Zhitang was so disgusted that he wanted to beat him up: "Lin Jingming, you were not like this at first."
She bent down and poked Lin Jingming's belly: "Oh, you are so stuffy."
"No, I'm only flirting with you." Lin Jingming pulled Xia Zhitang's wrist and pressed it against his belly. "It's okay. I've taken good care of myself."
This is not important, what is important is...
Xia Zhitang subconsciously glanced at the area below his belly, and then quickly realized that he had fallen into Lin Jingming's trap again.
"I refuse to inspect the goods now." She pulled her hand back and quickly picked up the documents and tried to run away.
"You're welcome to inspect me anytime, but it'd be best if it's on the bed." Lin Jingming smiled as he watched Xia Zhitang flee. "I hope we have a perfect first time."
Lin Jingming was still waiting for Xia Zhitang to nod, but as things got busy, neither of them had time.
On New Year's Eve, the two flew to the filming location with the Spring Festival travel rush. Xia Zhitang watched from the clouds as the city turned into a chessboard dotted with sparkling stars, and the hustle and bustle of traffic and skyscrapers turned into small spots of colorful light.
It is very close to the New Year now. The fireworks that look like colorful chrysanthemums are like flying fireflies, and their flickering brings a sense of desolation.
Xia Zhitang knew that it was his own longing that made this beautiful and moving painting tinged with sadness.
In a trance, Lin Jingming's fingertips landed on Xia Zhitang's forearm. He used his middle and index fingers to form a little man, and stepped forward to the back of Xia Zhitang's hand.
Xia Zhitang couldn't help laughing. She held Lin Jingming's hand with her backhand, grabbed his collar and kissed him while he looked a little surprised.
When the food was about to be delivered, the two separated, panting.
"Cancel the room I booked?" Lin Jingming whispered in Xia Zhitang's ear, putting his face close to hers.
"Don't even think about it. Just shoot the film well." Xia Zhitang refused mercilessly.
"Okay." Lin Jingming kissed her cheek.
At least I learned to take the initiative...
"It's so troublesome to raise an animal. Whether it's a cat or a dog, it's a burden wherever you take it." The protagonist's father shook his head at the camera.
Xia Zhitang subconsciously looked at Lin Jingming. There was no expression on his face, but Xia Zhitang could clearly feel that he was not in a good mood at the moment.
The Spring Festival Gala played silently on the TV, while the light from fireworks streamed through the glass window, illuminating the white gauze curtains. In the living room, the host sat on the sofa, cuddling his pet dog, playing on his phone. The hostess sat silently on a small stool, peeling vegetables, while the host sat at the dining table, clutching a tablet, absorbed in playing online chess.
Lin Jingming glanced at the positions of several cameramen and waved to the cameraman in charge of the big scene.
He pointed to a corner of the living room and drew a triangle in the air towards the three protagonists.
The cameraman nodded in understanding and readjusted his position and composition.
Xia Zhitang, who was recording on-site information, subconsciously glanced at Lin Jingming, who was standing behind the cameraman and watching the monitor, and his eyes rested on Lin Jingming's slightly furrowed brows.
When Xia Zhitang knocked on Lin Jingming's door, he was staring blankly at the fireworks flickering outside the window with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Knocking on the door in the middle of the night, is this an explicit or implicit message?" He put out the cigarette that was one-third burnt.
"I want to drink." Xia Zhitang's voice was a little soft. "Would you like to accompany me?"
"You are tempting me." Lin Jingming put his arms around her waist and kissed her neck.
"Haven't we drunk enough?" Xia Zhitang deliberately put his cold hand on his face.
"You just bully me." Lin Jingming kissed her palms respectively, "Put them in my pockets and keep them warm."
"Pants pocket?" Xia Zhitang raised an eyebrow and pinched his thigh. "Are you being deliberately ambiguous?"
"Do we still need to be ambiguous?" Lin Jingming pinched her rebellious hand and intertwined his fingers with hers. "We are like the mother of ambiguity opening the door to ambiguity. It's the most ambiguous thing."
The two chatted for a while, and Lin Jingming let go of Xia Zhitang's hand, which had regained its warmth: "Wait a moment."
He quickly went to the bathroom to wash up, and the sound of the Spring Festival Gala came from outside - Xia Zhitang turned on the TV.
Lin Jingming put down the mouthwash, put his hand on his heart and looked at his softened face in the makeup mirror, his heart softened.
Over the years, the Spring Festival Galas of both the Su and Lin families have been like a noisy background loudspeaker, making people feel irritated.
But at this moment, he felt that this time of bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new should be lively.
There was no program in this year's Spring Festival Gala that particularly attracted him, and he became just someone who watched the show with him.
When Lin Jingming came out with a minty aroma, Xia Zhitang had already filled the table with food.
"Where did the candy and biscuits come from?" Lin Jingming touched the small lantern that Xia Zhitang had gotten from somewhere.
"I bought this yesterday morning when I was out with my auntie filming. Let's spend the New Year just with the two of us."
As soon as Xia Zhitang finished speaking, Lin Jingming kissed her, as lightly as the flapping of butterfly wings.
"Xia Xia, I'm hungry."
Xia Zhitang thought Lin Jingming was making a double entendre again, but it turned out that the sentence really had just the literal meaning.
Lin Jingming kissed her on the cheek a few times, then took her to have the second meal of the night. His innocence made Xia Zhitang a little uncomfortable.
"Did tonight's shoot remind you of anything?"
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