After My Ex-Boyfriend’s White Moonlight Proposed to Me

Chapter 62: Crew daily

Chapter Sixty Two

After several days, Xie Ning did not go to the set to watch the shooting.

It's not that I don't want to go, but the art team is also busy. The hotel is somewhat away from the studio, and there is really no time to watch.

Xie Ning gets busy, Zhuang Yan will only be busier than him.

The early closing of work on the first day was like an illusion, and the shooting schedule for the next few days was full, and the time went straight to the evening.

At the beginning of the filming, many actors didn't find the feeling, Zhuang Yan rubbed it over and over again, and did not hesitate to remake the film with a flaw.

One night, even in the early hours of the morning, the staff holding the light board next to him couldn't help but yawn. The eyelids were like two magnets and they wanted to close all the time.

Only Zhuang Yan in front of the director's screen still has a spirited look, frowning and saying coldly: "No, it doesn't feel right, the emotional expression has not reached the point I want, come again."

After work ended that day, Zhuang Yan returned to the hotel, and his exhaustion swept over him, making him want to fall asleep immediately.

Entered the door, but unexpectedly found that the light was still on.

Zhuang Yan was stunned, and saw Xie Ning half leaning on the sofa, eyes closed, as if asleep.

He walked over lightly.

He was probably too tired. Xie Ning slept a little. The phone fell from his hand to the end of the sofa, and there were sounds from time to time.

Zhuang Yan picked up the phone, and there was still his movie on it, an early one. I don't know how Xie Ning found it.

It is estimated that halfway through watching a movie, I fell asleep when I was too sleepy.

Zhuang Yan turned off his voice and wanted to take Xie Ning back into the room.

The body suddenly vacated, Xie Ning still noticed something strange in her sleep, and woke up halfway through the walk.

He would be able to see clearly how Zhuang Yan took him back to the house.

It's just that the consciousness is still a bit hazy, and he wakes up completely when he is put on the bed.

"Waiting for me?" Zhuang Yan asked him in a low voice.

Xie Ning was embarrassed to admit, but the situation in front of him made him unable to panic, so he could only answer vaguely: "...Um."

Zhuang Yan's eyes brightened, and the corners of his lips couldn't stop rising.

He put his arm around Xie Ning and put his head on his shoulder.

The fatigue of the day seemed to have been wiped out by him.

Zhuang Yan said, "Don't wait next time."

"What's the matter?" Xie Ning was awakened half asleep, still sleepy, and yawned as he spoke.

Zhuang Yan laughed and said, "I can't bear to be so tired."

He was obviously not a character of a romantic boy, but he came along easily when he talked about love.

Sure enough, Xie Ning blushed again, said "not tired", and pushed him to wash.

Zhuang Yan quickly finished washing, and lying on the bed side by side holding Xie Ning. At this moment, listening to the dull breathing of each other, the two suddenly lost sleep again.

Zhuang Yan hugged him in his arms and kissed him, but that was all. Whether it was the crowded shooting schedule or the time of the moment, they were not allowed to do anything.

Xie Ning closed his eyes, feeling Zhuang Yan's enthusiasm, and smiled silently when Zhuang Yan kissed his forehead.

Zhuang Yan seemed helpless and said, "I regret not living with you anymore now."

Xie Ning seemed to be taken aback for a while, opened his eyes to look at him, and asked, "Why?"

"I bother you too much." Zhuang Yan said, "Recently, it was too late to finish work, so you can't sleep now."

Even if he fell asleep first, Zhuang Yan would make some noise when he came back to wake him up.

The light was off, Xie Ning looked at Zhuang Yan's face in the dark for a while, then suddenly laughed: "It's okay."

He reached out to touch Zhuang Yan's face, found the position of his lips, and kissed Zhuang Yan's surprised eyes.

"I want to wait for you." He said with a smile, "How can I sleep if you are not here."

Zhuang Yan's breathing was stagnant, then turned over and held Xie Ning in his arms, deepening the kiss.

The light was not very bright, but Zhuang Yan could guess that Xie Ning's face must be reddish at this time, but a pair of clear eyes fixedly looked at him, filled with trust and attachment.

So countless feelings of happiness and small joys began to come to my heart.

He thought it was all meaningful.

He waited so long, the feelings and hope he gave, finally he waited for a response.

After a few days, the crew suddenly discovered that Zhuang Yan's mood improved somehow, and he was much easier to talk than before.

For example, in the evening scene of today's scene, Zhuang Yan has high requirements for light and must use natural light. This shot was taken directly into the evening.

Before I had time to eat, there was another night scene in the evening.

Not to mention the actors, the staff just can't stand the intensity.

But this matter can't be justified.

Sheng Shisong’s assistant whispered a few words while delivering him food: "This is too embarrassing. I don't even give time to eat. It looks like it will be all night again tonight."

Saying it was dinner, I bought some fast food nearby, and I could eat it in two bites, filling my stomach.

Sheng Shisong glanced at the assistant and shook his head: "Others may complain in their hearts, complaining that we have to shoot for so long, so we just dragged the time until the evening."

The assistant was dissatisfied: "Is this to blame you, you have performed well enough."

"Good enough, but not perfect." Sheng Shisong said calmly, "Director Zhuang is grinding us."

I thought it would be at least until the early hours of the morning. I didn't expect that not long after night, Zhuang Yan waved his hand, saying that he wanted them to go back and think about it, and then shoot again tomorrow.

Several actors have also established an exploited friendship these days. At this moment, they all looked at each other, but were surprised.

"Director Zhuang is so good to talk today?"

"Where to talk, he never gave your scene to the end."

"Hey, I mean why I closed work so early today, I was prepared all night, you see, I even asked the assistant to bring the small blanket."

I don’t know who made a joke: "Maybe someone at home is waiting."

Everyone laughed again and packed their things back to the hotel. No one really took this joke seriously.

Zhuang Yan returned early today. Xie Ning blinked when he saw him, thinking he had hallucinations.

"So early?" He had just come out of the bathroom, his hair still not dry, and water drops slid down the ends of the hair, all the way from the neck into the collar.

Zhuang Yan's eyes dimmed, he took a dry towel, wrapped his head and wiped it randomly.

Xie Ning's hair is neither long nor short, which is messed up by Zhuang Yan at the moment.

He leaned on the chair, which made it easier for Zhuang Yan to play with his hair. He asked, "Have you had dinner?"

Zhuang Yan didn't answer, he was inserting his fingers into Xie Ning's hair and fiddled twice.

Looks like this should not eat.

Xie Ning was about to get up, was held down by Zhuang Yan, and asked, "Have you eaten?"

Xie Ning nodded and said, "After eating, with the art team, Brother Wang said that we have been working hard in the past two days, and it happens to invite everyone to have a meal."

Brother Wang-I'm talking about Wang Jianjian. After these days, Xie Ning and the art team are also familiar.

When Wang Jian gradually said a treat, he was actually just going to a nearby restaurant to have a meal. It was not a high-end place. The home-cooked food he ate, but it closed the relationship between colleagues.

Xie Ning was cold-tempered. At first, other people were a little afraid of the boss, but after getting along for a long time, they found that he was just not talking.

He has a solid foundation and high drawing skills, and he is not stingy in many times. The art team gradually regarded him as the boss sincerely.

Zhuang Yan turned his head to look.

When Xie Ning spoke, his eyes were bright and his face was smiling.

Zhuang Yan remembered that both Ji Wenbin and Yan Xi had told him that he hoped that Xie Ning could go out and communicate with others.

He can't be so closed forever.

Like now, there is a lover, a few friends, and a group of colleagues, socializing like normal people, going out to dinner and singing.

Zhuang Yan sometimes worried that he would not adapt, but now it seems that the effect is quite good.

——At least the smile on his face has been much more recent than before.

"The people in the art group are pretty good." Zhuang Yan smiled, "Wang gradually...he just loves to play a little bit, he is familiar with him, but he is always enthusiastic about others.

Xie Ning answered sincerely, but without bypassing the previous topic, he asked: "You... haven't eaten yet?"

Zhuang Yan put the towel aside, hugged Xie Ning's shoulders from behind, smiled in a low voice, and asked, "Why, do you want to feed me?"

Xie Ning's face heated up again.

Zhuang Yan sometimes finds it amazing. Xie Ning looks cold, but his face is very thin. After a little bit of molesting, his face burns.

Occasionally, I will stare at you secretly, but I am not really angry. Even the stare looks like I stretched out my claws and scratched your heart.

It doesn't hurt, but it's more tickling.

Xie Ning blushed and looked away, without exploring the deep meaning of his words, just saying: "I will...make you something to eat?"

"Don't be busy." Zhuang Yan admired his expression for a while, then took the hair dryer, and reached out and grabbed a handful of his hair. "I have eaten, and people bought a few slices of bread. I am not hungry now."

The sound of the hair dryer was a little louder, and Xie Ning couldn't help but raise the volume: "Can bread...can fill your stomach?"

Zhuang Yan helped him dry his hair, then moved his head over, starting from his earlobe, and slowly kissing: "You can feed me in other ways."

The light poured over the two of them, not very bright, but it stabbed Xie Ning to close his eyes.

Zhuang Yan turned over and kissed his neck, flexibly untied his collar with his fingers, and then leaned down.

Xie Ning shrank, but did not make any resistance.

It seems that he has never been able to reject Zhuang Yan, and the occasional rejections in twos or twos are also slightly more like a taste.

Xie Ning sometimes thinks in a daze, even if Zhuang Yan wants to do it to the end, he is probably willing.

But Zhuang Yan always clicked to the end.

He is like this, looking at the rogue and strong, but in his bones he is a gentleman, and all his actions will not cross the bottom line of your heart.

Xie Ning soon had no time to think about things. Everything that Zhuang Yan had kissed was terrifyingly hot. When he rose up, his brain was like a paste.

He opened his eyes in a daze and looked into Zhuang Yan's eyes.

He was full of his black pupils, seeing his own appearance.

There seems to be nothing else.

It turns out I was so deeply loved by him.

Xie Ning thought, her eyes flushed.

I am no longer alone.

I am loved by someone.

I can love others too.

The feeling at this moment was so good that Xie Ning couldn't bear to close his eyes and had to go to see Zhuang Yan.

He hugged Zhuang Yan, Zhuang Yan seemed to be taken aback, and then hugged him.

When embracing each other, Xie Ning felt that the shackles in his heart had disappeared without a trace.

He felt that his heart was bright and spacious, just like their future, no longer bound by anything.

It is bright and can be expected.

Zhuang Yan's kiss fell again.

Xie Ning was in a daze, reached out his hand to touch Zhuang Yan's hair, rubbed his fingers, and was caught by Zhuang Yan again.

Zhuang Yan took his hand and looked up and took a deep look.

Then he lowered his head again.

Lips leaned on his wrist and rubbed it affectionately. Before Xie Ning could react, the tip of his tongue was already stretched out, and he licked it gently.

It's a little itchy, but also a little moist.

Xie Ning's hands trembled reflexively.

Zhuang Yan did not speak, and kissed seriously and affectionately.

For Xie Ning, it took a long time before thinking slowly broke free from the situation.

He looked at Zhuang Yan's hair for a long while.

After a long time, he realized that the wrist that Zhuang Yan had kissed seemed to be scalded, and the temperature was terribly high.

And that hot place is not only engraved with a bird with its wings spread out.

And the scar buried deep under the line, deep in his heart.

At this time, everything seemed to be smoothed by Zhuang Yan.

The author has something to say: 　　 adjust the body...

I will slowly find my own self.

There is a short plot in the ending~ There are many orz outside