After wearing a paranoid bamboo horse of abusive male protagonists

Chapter 56

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Ballerina style.

"You have a senior brother, he is handicapped due to blindness, since you are his senior brother, you must take good care of him. Come with me, I will take you to see him..."

Xiao Shen followed behind Bai Wuji, walking towards the inner court step by step.

Walking to a door, with a "creak", Bai Wuji pushed the door open and entered.

Through the back of Bai Wuji, Xiao Shen saw the scene inside clearly. On the soft bed of rosewood rosewood and rosewood, a purple-clothed youth about his age was resting on the headboard. The hands outside the sleeves are as delicate as green onions, not even a trace of calluses can be seen, and the whole body is as delicate as a rich young master soaked in a honey jar. The only fly in the ointment is that the snowy face is covered with a layer of white silk , covering the eyes that should have been in high spirits.

This is his blind brother?

But even though he was blind, there was still no trace of distress on his face, and there was still a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

As soon as he heard the sound of footsteps, he turned his head slightly, his face covered with white silk was facing the door, and the smile on the corner of his mouth rippled like ripples: "Master..."

Maybe it was because of another unfamiliar footstep coming from behind Bai Wuji, a trace of doubt flashed across Murong Jin's face, and he said, "Master, are there any guests today?"

Even when facing his most beloved apprentice, Bai Wuji's voice was as indifferent as ice, he said: "Disciple, I have found a junior for you, from now on I will not be in the mountains often, so he will take care of you instead of me."

"Junior brother?" Murong Jin chewed on these two words. There were only him and his master on this mountain all year round. This was the first time he saw a peer other than himself.

Therefore, he couldn't help being somewhat curious about this junior, he turned his head to look at Xiao Shen, but because he couldn't see, he turned to the other side.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Shen immediately felt pity for him, he took the initiative to take a step forward, saluted respectfully, and said, "Hello, senior brother."

After hearing his voice, Murong Jin turned his face towards him and smiled gently at him.

……

"Okay, Ka!" Senior Xia Xia yelled into the loudspeaker: "It's a good shot, let's rest for a while."

As soon as Senior Xia Xia finished saying this, Lu Yanchen felt his sleeve being pulled lightly. He looked at Song Qingshi who was covered with white silk, and sat on the bed following his strength, and said softly: " What's wrong?"

Song Qingshi leaned his head on his shoulder and whispered to him, "Is my acting good?"

"Okay." This is what he said sincerely. The two of them are not professional actors, let alone how good their performances are, but at least they won't make people play.

If you want to compare with those well-known traffic stars on the screen now, their acting skills are no worse than them, or even a little bit better. Lu Yanchen has the experience of being a child star in his previous life for the time being.

But Song Qingshi had no exposure to this aspect before college, and being able to act to this level is already considered a talent.

"Then..." Song Qingshi whispered in a low voice, "Won't you reward me?"

Lu Yanchen slightly lowered his eyelids and glanced at him, not knowing what tricks he was playing, and said, "What reward do you want?"

Song Qingshi looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he said in Lu Yanchen's ear, "Let's do a full set next time."

Ever since Chenchen sent him those documents last time, they haven't done a complete set. Although...although Chenchen is comfortable helping him in other ways, there is still a sense of dissatisfaction.

Lu Yanchen blushed, and he also looked left and right, and was relieved to see that no one was paying attention to them.

No, can this kind of thing be said here? Shouldn't the two of them discuss it in private when no one is around? He glared at him and whispered into his ear: "Don't say it here ..."

Song Qingshi tugged on his sleeve and refused to give up, whispering: "If you don't promise me, I will say..."

Lu Yanchen's face is low, he doesn't want to entangle this kind of matter in public, so he can only compromise: "I promise you..."

Only then did Song Qingshi let go of his sleeve, showing a triumphant smile, and then hugged his waist and stuck it up.

……

Lu Yanchen thought that he would have to wait at least a few days for this next time, but he didn't expect Song Qingshi to understand that the next time would be tonight.

That night, after everyone finished work and returned to their respective Nan/Feng rooms, Song Qingshi pushed Lu Yanchen onto the bed. He sat on him and lifted up his clothes while kissing him.

Lu Yanchen was so kissed that he couldn't breathe, he grabbed his troublesome hand, panting: "You said next time it won't be tonight, right?"

Song Qingshi was also panting, and said, "That's right, it's not too late."

Lu Yanchen turned his head to avoid his kiss and said, "No, don't you want to film tomorrow?"

Did he forget what they were like the first time? Did Song Qingshi not want to get out of bed tomorrow, or did he want the whole community to know what they did tonight?

Song Qingshi said: "Let's be careful, it won't be like last time."

Lu Yanchen still felt something was wrong, he put his hands on his waist, looked at the person on him, and coaxed: "How about a few days?"

Song Qing looked at him fixedly, and refused very decisively: "Not good."

Lu Yanchen sighed, and said helplessly, "But we didn't bring anything."

Song Qingshi blinked his eyes twice, and said innocently: "Do you need to bring anything for this kind of thing?"

Wouldn't someone be enough?

Lu Yanchen turned his face away, and said with some embarrassment: "What are you doing?"

Song Qingshi bent his upper body, pressed on him, facing his face, and said in a voice as if with a hook: "You don't need to wear it."

Lu Yanchen turned his head to look at him, the two looked at each other, the desire in Song Qingshi's eyes was clear at a glance, his pupils were very dark, this kind of longing eyes made his eyes look like the kind of abyss with magma flowing inside He looked dangerous and scorching, and when he met his eyes, he seemed to be standing on the edge of a cliff. If he stepped on it accidentally, he would fall into the abyss and be completely burned by the magma below.

Lu Yanchen stared at him for a while, then suddenly stretched out a hand, pressed his fingers on the back of his neck, pressed his head down with a little force, and kissed him.

The two kissed fiercely, biting, pulling, and grabbing like a gust of wind and rain. Lu Yanchen turned over while holding Song Qingshi, and pressed him on the bed, but at this moment, there was a "creak", There was a sound from the bed under the two of them.

Lu Yanchen paused, he let go of Song Qingshi's lips, got up and bent over to check.

Song Qingshi was lying on the bed, still panting, his lips were bright red, like the color of rose petals, his chest was heaving up and down, and he said in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong?"

After Lu Yanchen bent down to look at the bed, he raised his forehead and said, "It still doesn't work. The bed in this homestay is made of wood, which is not very strong and can make noise."

The most important thing is that the sound insulation of this homestay is not very good, and they can still hear the sound of people walking in the next room right now.

Stop abruptly from Xingtou, it's like hanging someone on the top of a roller coaster and won't be able to get off for a while, Song Qingshi was so sad that he was about to cry, he said with a trembling voice: "Then what should I do?"

Lu Yanchen glanced at him. In fact, he also endured the pain, but he thought it was a bit funny to see Song Qingshi's appearance of crying, so he suppressed a smile and said, "Be patient."

Song Qingshi glanced at him resentfully, he turned his back to him, took out his phone and tapped.

Lu Yanchen thought he was angry at him, and was about to coax him, but just as he walked to his side, Song Qingshi sat up suddenly, turned around and handed him his mobile phone, stuck it to his ear and said, "Then It's fine if we're not in bed..."

He raised his chin and motioned him to look at his mobile phone. Lu Yanchen's eyelids twitched as soon as he glanced at it, and saw a stick figure on it, which was the kind of very rough line, without any details at all, but I can still understand what is painted on it.

I saw the two undressed people standing and hugging each other, one of their legs was lifted up, it was a picture of a human body posture, and there were a few lines of words below, the top line of words was the most conspicuous, and the font was enlarged. It's rough, I saw it said: ballet dancer style.

The following lines of small characters explain the specific meaning of these words.

Song Qingshi looked at him and said, "Do you like this? If you don't like it, there's more..." He swiped his finger on the screen a few times, and the screen moved down, only to see another stick figure appearing below: Xiao Cart type.

Lu Yanchen: "..."

He glanced at Song Qingshi faintly, he was very persistent and indomitable in this kind of thing.

That night, Lu Yanchen and Song Qingshi's room was as quiet as a haunted house, except for one or two muffled groans that leaked out occasionally, indicating that someone was inside.

The author says:

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