MTL - If You Don’t Go To Hell, Who Will?-Chapter 34 Heartbeat

Xiao Er said that she and Xiaojie were filming the film with the danger of being despised by thousands of corrupt women, because the film was actually a BG drama with a BL skin. However, she is also very helpless. It would not be easy to find a beautiful teenager. If I find two beautiful teenagers who are willing to hug together, it is really something that can't be met.

The sponsorship of Zhong Yuan and Su Yan was quickly put in place, and Xiao Jie was very happy. The film club updated the equipment and customized several sets of more reliable costumes for several of our main actors. Our campus uniforms are really good. The two people in Zhongyuan and Su Yan are wearing such uniforms. They are directly tempted by uniforms. As for me, Xiao Er said, I am a uniform to induce >_<

Everything is ready, our movie is shot in a low-key manner on an autumn day.

On the first day, we didn't do anything. We gathered together to discuss for a while, encouraged each other, and then went straight to the hotel. After sweeping the hotel, we ran to K. As a person who keeps pace with the collective, I certainly follow the fun.

When I was eating, Xiao Er Xiaojie, two unscrupulous people, poured me a drink and made me jealous. When I arrived at KTV, the group of people screamed for a few dozen beers. I came here at the same time and followed them to grab the drinks.

Zhong Yuan sat next to me, licking my bottle and frowning and said, "Drunk into this way."

I replied with a big tongue: "Just, drink, give it to me!"

Zhong Yuan took the bottle away and held it away from me. I couldn’t get it.

At this time, Xiao Er held a bottle of freshly opened wine and took my shoulders. He said with a smile: "Don't ignore him, disappoint! Come, three woods, let's drink!" she said, and stuffed the wine in her hand.

I took the wine and drank it up regardless of my head. Only a few mouthfuls, the bottle was taken away by Zhong Yuan. I was angry, and grabbed him to grab the wine that belonged to me. As a result, the guy buckled me in his arms three times, and said, "Don't mess!"

My mind is getting more and more heavy. Besides drinking alcohol, there is no other idea at this time. So I grabbed the clothes of Zhong Yuan and snarled, and yelled and said: "You give me wine, give it to me! I hate you, you give me!"

The hand that buckled on my back didn't move. I had a voice on my head. "Do you hate me so much?"

I shook my head. "I hate you the most! Give me wine!"

I didn't get the wine I wanted, but I was held tighter, so I was a little breathless. I only groaned and vented my dissatisfaction.

At this time, there was a big voice suddenly saying: "This song is for Muir. From today, I will officially pursue her. Muer, you have promised my pursuit, right?"

I think there are a lot of people watching me, so I raised my head with difficulty and smiled at the audience around me.

Suddenly, I was pulled from the sofa, and the man pulled me out of the box. I was dragged away by him in a vain manner, and when he stopped, I slammed into his arms.

Oh, this taste seems a bit familiar.

I looked up at the other side in confusion and smiled slyly. I said, "You have two heads!"

His face is a bit fuzzy, I can't see it clearly. At this time he held my shoulder and pushed me to the wall. "Do you really agree with the pursuit of Su Yan?"

I grinned. "What about me, I just want to drink."

He seemed to raise his hand and groaned on my face. "Don't promise him."

I nodded happily and said with a smile: "Well, if you give me wine, I won't answer..."

I don't understand why my mouth was suddenly blocked, soft things on my lips were gently rubbing, and slippery things slipped into my mouth, blocking my mouth from letting me breathe.

I waved my head and tried to open my mouth, but my head was caught and forced to meet this thing. At the same time, my waist was still caught, and the more I tightened, the more I was strangled.

But I think that the thing in the mouth is also very interesting, and the slippery will move, so I hooked my tongue and tried to try to get this thing completely. If I can eat it, it would be better. But at this time, the arm on my waist suddenly tightened, and I was even more breathless.

I thought I would die, but I was let go, hey, it seems that only the mouth and the back of the head are released, and the waist is still caught, still making me breathless.

Suddenly I felt a bit uncomfortable in my stomach. One didn't hold back. Wow, I spit it out. Hey, it seems to spit on someone's clothes...

There was a voice on the top of the head. "Is it so disgusting to kiss me?"

I am struggling. "Well, I am uncomfortable."

"Do you hate me so much?"

"Well, you let me go, I feel bad."

"Sometimes I really want to kill you."

"Hey, let me go, I want to drink."

"Forget it, today you are talking about drunkenness, I will not believe it."

"Can I drink alcohol?"

"No!"

......

When I woke up the next day, I found myself lying on the bed in the dormitory. According to the boss, they said that I came back earlier than Xiao Er, oh, I was sent back by Zhong Yuan.

What is important is that Zhong Yuan was spit out a dirty thing at the time...

I think this is a bit horrible, Zhong Yuan...will not do it for me? Zhong Yuan is a person who loves to be clean. If it is really me, God knows what kind of method he will think of to retaliate against me. I thought about it and couldn’t help but fight a cold war.

The fate is that I want to break my head, and I can’t think of whether I have done this before yesterday. The last memory in my mind only stayed with the second child, they robbed the wine and drunk, and then there was no impression at all.

Forget it, it’s useless to get angry now. Everything is clear when you see Zhong Yuan.

This morning, Zhong Yuan and Su Yan had a scene. Xiao Er Xiaojie and these two people are not derogatory. They just abandoned me when they started filming, and mentioned the scenes of Zhong Yuan and Su Yan to the front. Their play seems to be a scene this morning... I flipped through the script, hey, fight?

So I tidy up and put my tail to the studio of the film club.

When I saw Zhong Yuan, my legs were a little soft. At this time he was leaning on the chair in the office with a uniform jacket on his arm. He wore a white shirt with embroidered collar on his collar, a very simple style. The first button on the shirt was not tied, revealing the white collarbone. The autumn morning sun spread through the window into the office, faintly sprinkled on his hair, on the eyelashes, on the corners of the lips, he lowered his head slightly. From my point of view, the side face has a quiet but touching beauty. . I think I must be evil. For Mao, I feel that Zhongyuan is better and better.

Zhong Yuan suddenly raised his head and looked in my direction.

I was shocked, and suddenly I felt guilty. I almost turned around and ran away.

Zhong Yuan raised his mouth slightly and called me, "Wood, come over."

I smacked my head and just wanted to say that Zhong Yuan wanted to kill and listen to the respect. He suddenly leaned forward slightly and said, "Give me a tie."

There was a smile in his eyes, but it didn't seem to be the kind of smirk that was going to be a trick. I felt a little hairy and didn't know what medicine he was selling in his gourd.

I picked up my tie and compared it to Zhongyuan's chest. I put it down again and raised my hand to help him tie the first button of the shirt. Zhong Yuan didn't talk, looked at me with his eyes closed, but I didn't dare to look at him.

The button on the Zhongyuan shirt is cool, not like plastic or plexiglass. I asked him to tie the button and asked: "Is this crystal?"

"Yeah." Zhong Yuan promised a voice, and the voice was a little lazy.

Water, crystal! I can't help but gnash my teeth. "Jiao Jie is too unruly to give you such good clothes. There is no crystal on my shirt!"

Zhong Yuan’s voice contained a smile. "This is my own clothes."

I am a little embarrassed and I am going back to myself. "It’s too extravagant, there is no fine tradition of revolution."

Zhong Yuan is still laughing. "Yes."

I feel a bit strange, Zhong Yuan is very tempered today, like a gentle white rabbit, this is not his style. However, his abnormality made me more vigilant. This guy might have to ask what moths to make.

I took a tie and went under the collar of his shirt. I still couldn't look at him with my eyes closed. His breath was lightly sprayed on my hand. Inexplicably, I felt my hand was hot and my face was hot...

I am strong and courageous and said, "That... yesterday..."

Zhong Yuan: "You were drunk yesterday."

"Oh, I know," my head is lower and very guilty. "What I want to say is, have I done anything excessive for you?"

Zhong Yuan: "Yes." The tone is faint, but it is beyond doubt.

My body is stiff and I am worried that my fingers are a little embarrassed. "You...not angry?" It seems that I really didn't see him angry, I don't know if he is brewing any disaster ==

Zhong Yuan: "Not angry."

I looked up at him in a wrong way. It was amazing. When did Zhongyuan become so big?

Zhong Yuan looked down at me and hooked his mouth and said, "If I am angry with you, I will be mad."

Just then, a magical event happened. I looked at his lazy but very dark and bright eyes. There was a sudden tingling on the apex of the heart. Is this a **** horse situation? !

I rubbed my chest and hurriedly lowered my head to continue helping him tie. Fingers can touch his body temperature through the shirt, hot, oh, my heartbeat is messy.

There is a strange atmosphere in today’s atmosphere that is unclear.

After finishing the tie, Zhong Yuan suddenly asked me, "Did you have breakfast?"

I shook my head. "Not hungry."

Zhong Yuan pointed to the corner of the table. "There is breakfast there."

I turned my face. "You have eaten."

Zhong Yuan: "Love and eat."

I:"……"

I just noticed that his temper is a little better, and now he’s got it, and sure enough, I can’t have any fantasies about this person>_<

I walked over and turned over the messy plastic bag on the table. I found out that there was a box of milk that was not torn, and bread, sausage...all were intact and not dyed.

I am a little touched. In fact, Zhong Yuan is not a caring person, or an occasional temper.