Feng Mang

Although this scene is a naked scene, it must not be so naked at the shooting site, at least one swimming trunk is required.

The moment Han Dong walked out of the locker room, everyone's eyes could not move.

In particular, he was walking with Shen Chuhua, whose gorgeous thighs were close to Shen Chuhua's armpit.

To exaggerate a bit, Han Dong can tiptoe and ride on Shen Chuhua's shoulder.

"It turns out you're such a great figure!" The photographer sighed.

Han Dong was surprised, "Did you not see the magazine I took?" "I saw it, but I didn't recognize it at all."

"Han Dong," ... "Before Wang Zhongding approached the shooting venue, he heard Han Dong's iconic wild laugh.

"Don't don't ... ha ha ha ha ... no more ... tickle me ..." A normal person knew it was tickling, but Wang Zhongding didn't know where to think, his face suddenly sank, and he could not help speeding up. Footsteps.

As a result, he only heard his voice invisible.

Director Wang Zhongding asked Lu, "What about people?" Director Lu froze, "Who are you referring to?" Wang Zhongding seemed to realize that he was visiting the class instead of the one class.

"The one who laughs.

Erlei answered for Wang Zhongding.

"You say Han Dong? It's in the dressing room.

Wang Zhongding approached the dressing room and saw that Han Dong was pressed to paint on the bed.

I thought that the first shot was the head, so all the unknown above the neck should be painted green.

As a result, the goods were itchy.

Laughing all the way from the beginning of painting his neck, he has not even painted his shoulders.

"Can you stop it?" The makeup artist was helpless.

Han Dong still laughed, "Will you let me do it yourself?" How could a makeup artist be willing to let go in the face of such a beautiful figure? So a responsible attitude said: "You have uneven paint.

"As a result, a more responsible voice sounded at the door.

"I apply evenly.

"Han Dong and the make-up artist were together.

Wang Zhongding walked straight in and reached out to the makeup artist. "I'm coming.

"The makeup artist's expression of excuse for Han Dong," General Manager Wang, he didn't intentionally not cooperate, he was just itchy.

"I know, you brought it.

"Wang Zhongding's room is even harder.

The makeup artist was worried for Han Dong, but Han Dong was stinking for himself: the president is so overbearing! So possessive! "General Manager Wang, we ..." Before the makeup artist's words were finished, Wang Zhongding snatched the brush from his hand.

"You go out to be.

"The two makeup artists had to stumble out.

Director Lu was at the door. Seeing them coming out, he couldn't help but ask, "What's going on inside?" "I don't know how Han Dong provoked President Wang. President Wang wanted to color him by himself.

"Director Lu was heart-warming again for Han Dong's personnel. He was really jealous and talented! The makeup artist asked with a smile on his face:" Will President Wang directly pour on him? " "Director Lu wiped his sweat." It shouldn't be so. President Wang is ... quite economical.

"... Inside, Wang Zhongding ordered Han Dong:" Come over.

"The front has not been painted.

Han Dong reminded.

"Let you lie down.

So Han Dong rolled over, with his hips up.

Wang Zhongding plans to paint Han Dong's back first, because the back is relatively less sensitive.

After Han Dong gets used to it slowly, apply other parts.

As a result, when the brush touched Han Dong's back, the goods twisted up like loach.

"No, no ... oh, I'll go ... ha ha ha ha ... ha ha ha ha ..." Wang Zhongding took part-time service, even if he was cheap, he had a whole body of flesh.

"Be honest!" Shen Sheng ordered.

How can Han Dong live? Twist the hips and tumbling.

In the end, Wang Zhongding didn't spit on him much, and splashed himself green.

Wang Zhongding had to think of a way to cure him.

"If you move again, I won't paint you.

"It worked.

In order not to lose this opportunity of close contact, Han Dong could not move even if itchy.

But with patience, it didn't seem to be so itchy.

I can breathe and talk to Wang Zhongding.

"Why do you paint it for me in person?" Even if Han Dong had his head down, Wang Zhongding could imagine his smelly look of wise runes.

"Too lazy to hear your call.

Han Dong asked again, "Why are you here today?" "" It just happens to be free.

"" Why don't you have time when I usually wear clothes for filming? " "Wang Zhongding slumped," Are you poor? Han Dong didn't say a word.

"Poverty is enough to turn around.

"Wang Zhongding ordered.

Han Dong said, "The legs have not been painted yet.

Han Dong turned over obediently, staring recklessly at Wang Zhongding.

It was as if he was going to peel off his solemn, serious skin, and see how boring it was inside.

Wang Zhongding made him stare, and finally couldn't help but glance back.

"What are you looking at?" Han Dong wasn't funny. "Nothing.

"Wang Zhongding continued to paint down. When he applied it to his chest, Han Dong reminded him:" My **** are sensitive. You need to be careful. "

Wang Zhongding did not respond.

Han Dong snorted deliberately when he got there.

As a result, Wang Zhongding's eyes glared, and he never dared to speak again.

After finishing his upper body, Wang Zhongding ordered Han Dong to stand up.

"Done the lower body?" Han Dong asked.

Wang Zhongding said, "Tu, stand on Tu.

"Why are you standing and painting?" ""Convenience.

So Han Dong stood with his hands on the wall.

Wang Zhongding sat next to Han Dong, and painted on his lower body like a wall, so it was not easy to imagine.

As a result, he restrained here, but Han Dong jumped into the fire pit himself.

He would have stood upright, but he would bend to ninety degrees and put on his back.

Wang Zhongding couldn't bear it. "Why do you lift your skin so high?" Han Dong said with a thoughtful expression, "I'll give you a cushion, you can brush your head on it.

"I don't know if Wang Zhongding has a desire to slap, but he certainly has a desire to pump.

In fact, Han Dong bent down, it was convenient to observe the slight changes in Wang Zhongding's crotch.

After painting his legs, Wang Zhongding lowered his brush.

Han Dongyi was still thinking, "This is it? The ass?" "Don't you say you don't need to paint your ass? Your swim trunks are green.

But Han Dong said earnestly: "What if the swim trunks were crooked during the shooting, and the meat inside was exposed?" You don't have to paint it all, you just fill the edges.

"Speaking, Han Dong stuffed the second half of the swimming trunks into the hip seam," Come.

"Wang Zhongding's face was at the same time as the paint.

I don't know what words to use to describe Han Dong.

Wang Zhongding has seen a lot of Long Goods, but he is the first time to see such a wave.

"So" does not refer to the degree, but the manner.

If Wang Zhongding really twisted his eyes like a glance, he would pose in a special ecstasy every time, but he held a dangling face.

That nonsensical feeling is particularly irritating.

Finally, the two pieces of fat were done, and proceeded to the last step.

"Extend your hand.

"Han Wang obediently put his paw up.

Wang Zhongding muttered, "Finally a little human.

"" Hand cream every day.

Han Dong specifically emphasized.

Wang Zhongding ignored him and dragged a hand directly.

When he applied the raised scar on the edge of the little finger, Wang Zhongding's movement stopped.

"When is the operation performed?" Asked Han Dong.

Han Dong has no impression, it should be a very young age.

"Are you feeling awkward?" "I'm used to it.

"Wang Zhongding didn't ask any more, and continued his movements.

The dressing room is warm and full of worries.

"I don't know if we can make this scene today.

Director Lu's face looked sad.

The makeup artist looked at his watch. "Just over 20 minutes, I guess it's early.

"" If light coating is okay, if you apply it at the same time, it will be slower.

As he said, the door of the dressing room suddenly opened, and Han Dong walked out.

"It's over, start.

Director Lu hurriedly asked, "OK? Han Dong asked: "How many makeups do we need to change in this group of lenses?" "I'm afraid it will take a dozen times.

Han Dong shook the hand of Director Lu fiercely. "This shooting method is so good!" "