"good!"

In the monitor, Gao Changsheng reluctantly left Yu Wanyin's lips, symbolizing the end of the two's first kiss. Director Gao stopped with satisfaction.

In the corner of the alley, Chen Zhang teased Ming Wei in a low voice: "What brand of lipstick is it?"

This kiss only stayed on the surface and was deep. In the kiss scene, he held Mingwei's face with both hands, pressed her lips with his thumbs, and kissed his own fingers. However, by borrowing his position, it became him kissing Mingwei in the camera. Kissing scene

It was filmed three times. The first time Chen Zhang was distracted and nervous about kissing her. The next two times he seemed focused, but in fact he was also distracted. His mind was filled with the smell of her lipstick.

To be honest, Chen Zhang doesn't really like to eat the lipstick of female stars. No matter what the taste is, it's just that female stars wear makeup during filming. This is a phenomenon that must be accepted. What's more, female stars have to sacrifice a lot when filming kissing scenes. He

What does an actor care about? Mu Tingzhou was watching over there. Mingwei performed well. Last night, he was worried that Mingwei deliberately ate leeks and smoked him with garlic to reduce the time of the kissing scene.

"Do you want to buy? I'll send you a WeChat message later." Ming Wei joked with him, but her eyes couldn't help but drift away, and she saw the man standing in the dim shadow, with a body like a pine tree and an indistinguishable expression.

Tonight's scene wasn't over yet. Ming Wei silently adjusted her emotions. When Director Gao shouted "", she immediately turned into Yu Wanyin again.

After scolding Gao Changsheng in embarrassment, Yu Wanyin turned around and ran back to the boudoir. In the dead of night, she covered one side of her face and sat in front of the antique dressing table, looking at the mirror in trance, her bright eyes filled with emotion. Later, the kiss she gave to Fangcai will be added here.

Mingwei only needs to express Yu Wanyin's sweetness and shyness, as well as her reluctance and worry about the separation.

"Ming Wei did a good job in this part, very expressive." Director Gao was amazed by Ming Wei's acting skills and praised her again.

Ming Wei felt guilty, what kind of acting skills, what she was thinking about was the kiss she had with Mu Tingzhou the night before, and what she was worried about was that Mu Tingzhou was jealous and angry.

When we finished work, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

Chen Zhang suggested that everyone go have supper together, and Ming Wei subconsciously looked at Mu Tingzhou who had already come to her side.

"Are you hungry?" Mu Tingzhou asked, looking at her with calm eyes.

Mingwei... I'm really hungry. Filming is a strenuous job.

Mu Tingzhou smiled and said to Chen Zhang: "Princess is not hungry, let's take our leave now."

Chen Zhang nodded indifferently.

Mingwei didn't say anything. After getting in the car, Mingwei was about to complain when she heard Mu Tingzhou ask Xiao Zhao if there were any restaurant recommendations here, as long as there were few people and quiet, and the food quality was guaranteed.

Mingwei lowered her head to look at her phone, the corners of her lips curling up secretly.

Mu Tingzhou is the best actor, and Xiao Zhao, as his exclusive agent and assistant, often accompanies Mu Tingzhou to various movie star bases. He has done so many times, and he knows a lot about the well-known or low-key restaurants in each film and television base, and he can list them casually.

Several places. Mu Tingzhou turned to ask Mingwei: "Where does the princess want to go?"

Mingwei whispered: "Let's go to the porridge shop."

Xiao Zhao smiled and drove off. Ten minutes later, the car stopped in a relatively remote alley with the style of the Republic of China. It was late at night and there were few pedestrians on the road. The three of them got out of the car and walked to the porridge shop. The two-story porridge shop.

Exquisite lanterns are hung inside and outside the building, and the lights are dim, making it appear quiet and peaceful.

Xiao Zhao led the way to the second floor. Fortunately, there were no guests on the second floor.

The three of them ordered a seafood porridge and chatted while eating. Mainly Mingwei and Xiao Zhao talked, while Mu Tingzhou only listened. Halfway through the meal, Xiao Zhao called and left his seat to answer the call at the far window. Mingwei

He slowly drank two mouthfuls of porridge and glanced at the man next to him. He was also drinking porridge. His profile was cold and handsome. His long white fingers held a porcelain spoon and brought the porridge to his mouth.

Mu Tingzhou's lips were thin and light in color, but when he was with his relatives, he was domineering and passionate.

"Why does the princess peek so often?"

Moving the porridge to his mouth, Mu Tingzhou put down his spoon and turned his head to look at her. The light was reflected in his deep eyes, and there was a strange flow of light.

Mingwei suddenly came back to her senses and realized that she had been seduced by his beauty. Mingwei's face was extremely hot and she lowered her head to deny: "Someone was passing by in the corridor. I just took a look. Who spied on you?"

"I see, I have misunderstood the princess." She blushed, embarrassed and shy, but Mu Tingzhou did not expose her.

By the time Xiao Zhao came back, Ming Wei's expression had returned to normal.

After eating, the three of them quietly returned to the hotel and went to their respective rooms. Mingwei went to the bathroom first to solve her physical problems. When she put her hair up and prepared to wash her face and remove her makeup, Mu Tingzhou sent a WeChat message: I have something to do, please open the door, princess.

Mingwei's heartbeat quickened, she put down her hair again, combed it briefly, and opened the door in a panic. There was no one outside the door, so Mingwei poked her head out in confusion, and happened to see Mu Tingzhou closing the door and walking towards her unhurriedly.

Ming Wei retracted her head and Mu Tingzhou came in. She walked towards the small living room and pretended to be calm and asked: "What's going on?"

Mu Tingzhou looked at the curtains and saw that they were closed.

He stepped closer, and when he saw Mingwei was about to pour tea, he said hoarsely: "Princess, don't move."

Mingwei's arms stiffened, and she glanced at the man's long legs. She retracted her hands obediently and straightened her back. He had already arrived in front of her. Mingwei's eyes flickered, looking left and right, but she didn't dare to look up at him:

"Master, what's the matter?" If you have something to say, it's easy for people to misunderstand him because he's so close.

"There is a** on the princess's lip."

He finally spoke, but what he said was Di Lei. Ming Wei blushed at first, then felt embarrassed, and turned around to wipe her mouth anxiously.

He suddenly pressed her shoulders: "Don't move."

Mingwei was about to cry. He described her as **. What on earth was on her lips? It was so embarrassing that he saw her.

"I'm going to wash my face." She tried to struggle.

"No, I'm here to serve the princess." Her long eyelashes blinked nervously, Mu Tingzhou's eyes warmed, he held her shoulder with one hand, took out the wet wipes prepared in advance from his pocket, opened it, and raised his hand.

Mingwei closed her eyes nervously.

The wet and cool wipe was pressed on her lips, wiping it back and forth, moving it little by little. Contrary to the coolness, the breath blowing on her face was warm. Thinking that he was actually wiping her lips, he might be watching.

She, Mingwei, felt weak all over and could hardly stand. She waited in agony for him to finish wiping his lips, and even lightly rubbed the corners of his lips a few times. Mingwei couldn't help but ask: "Okay, are you okay?"

He hummed softly, loosened his fingers, and the tissue stained with her lip gloss fell to the ground.

Mingwei opened her eyes, and what caught her eye was his handsome face approaching her. Mingwei was stunned, and the next second, his thin lips pressed up against hers.

Mingwei:……

Mu Tingzhou hugged her slender waist tightly, clasped the back of her head with his right hand, replaced the wet wipe with his lips, pressed her soft lips and rolled them back and forth. They were so soft and sweet, this was his princess, and he didn't want to share it with anyone. Chen

The scene of Zhang pressing her into the corner flashed over and over in his mind, and the flames of jealousy that had been suppressed all night were rising steadily. His arms hugged her tighter, and his lips dug deeper. She dodged left and right, and Mu Tingzhou indulged her, but followed.

Capture her sweetness again and taste it again and again.

Mingwei's tongue was sore. During the struggle, her calf hit the sofa. With the pressure he exerted from the front, Mingwei staggered and fell down. He was like a predatory tiger and leopard, biting the prey and refusing to let go.

He fell down with her, only protecting her head considerately. Mingwei pressed the pillow under her right shoulder, and she instinctively moved out. Unexpectedly, as she moved, she bumped into another tiger hiding in the dark and coveting silently.

Mingwei didn't dare to move and seemed to be more obedient.

Mu Tingzhou had devoured enough and noticed her obedience. He gradually slowed down his pace. He was still a tiger, but he no longer treated her with a hunting attitude. Instead, he treated her as his own little tiger cub and kissed her gently.

For a moment, there was a vague hint of noisy. Mingwei kissed him obediently for a while, but then she couldn't bear it anymore. She covered his face with her hands and complained shyly: "Kissing him again will break the skin..."

Mu Tingzhou opened her little hands, and underneath she had her eyes closed, her face was red, her lips were slightly swollen, she looked beautiful and charming.

"I am guilty." Such a princess was too beautiful. Mu Tingzhou sincerely apologized, but he also sincerely did not want to repent. He could not kiss her lips, so he kissed her cheek gently.

Mingwei's face felt itchy, and so did her heart. It turned out that this man, who looked cold and abstinent, liked her so much.

She mustered up the courage to open her eyes and softly hugged his neck.

Mu Tingzhou paused and looked up at her.

"You're jealous, aren't you?" Mingwei asked teasingly.

There was a hint of storm in Mu Tingzhou's deep eyes.

Mingwei tugged at the short hair on the back of his head and reluctantly comforted him: "I put on lipstick. He kissed the lipstick, not me."

Mu Tingzhou's eyes were even more dangerous: "Is it painted on the inside too?"

Mingwei smiled shyly, held his face, covered his lips with her thumb, kissed him and then explained: "It's such a kiss." How could it be possible to kiss with tongue?

Mu Tingzhou looked at the playful and smiling princess beneath him and recalled the footage on the monitor. He did not see a real passionate kiss.

Feeling a little better, Mu Tingzhou continued what he had just done and kissed her.

Aunt Mingwei was still there. She seemed a little irritated by his kiss. She was worried that something might happen. Mingwei stopped her cruelly: "Okay..."

Mu Tingzhou closed his eyes, moved his body outward, helped her up first, then knelt on the ground, looking down at her knees: "Princess, I am getting more and more greedy." He knew that something was wrong, but he couldn't control himself.

Mingwei used to be disgusted with his kneeling at every turn, but tonight, their relationship has changed, and his kneeling seems to have become a matter of love.

She bent down and kissed his head with a smile: "Since the master knows the crime, will he commit it again next time?"

Her small hands were placed on her knees, white and tender. Mu Tingzhou endured it, but finally took her hand and said quietly: "Whether you commit a crime or not depends on whether the princess punishes her."

"Punishment?" Mingwei put her chin on top of his head and thought seriously. For a long time, she hugged his neck and a bitter smile appeared on her lips: "If you kiss me without my permission again, as a punishment, you will treat me as your own for the rest of your life."

The princess is holding it, okay?"

Her voice was not right, so Mu Tingzhou pushed her shoulder away.

Mingwei looked at him with a smile, but her eyes were watery.

Mu Tingzhou looked at her for a moment, then suddenly stood up and pressed her down to kiss her without any warning.
Chapter completed!