My Dragon

Zhang Hengqing left the room. Only him and the photographer were left in the room, and there was also a bystander who was always half-hidden by sunglasses—Philadelphia.

Outside the door, Nan Huailin hugged Shen Chong's waist, waiting for the filming to begin.

Shen Chong asked in a voice that only two people could hear: "Have you brushed your teeth?"

Nan Huailin replied: "It's done."

Shen Chong said again: "Kissing and touching with a man I don't know is also very disgusting, so we'd better go through it again, don't block each other, is it okay?"

Nan Huailin raised his eyes, and the disgust in the opponent's eyes was clear. He lowered his eyes and faintly replied "Okay."

"Action!"

Shen Chong immediately entered the state, closing his eyes and leaning against Nan Huailin.

Nan Huailin hugged Shen Chong with one hand, opened the door with the room card in one hand, entered the door, inserted the room card into the electrical outlet, and the dark room immediately lit up, and Nan Huailin held Shen Chong half-dragging and half-huddling. Get to the bed.

Shen Chong muttered vaguely, Nan Huailin unbuttoned all Shen Chong's shirt just as Zhang Heng had just said, and then took off his T-shirt neatly, revealing beautiful muscles that did not lose Shen Chong.

Nan Huailin knows that his looks and height are not dominant, so he puts a lot of effort into his figure, and no matter how tired he is, he will go to the gym for at least one hour every day.

When Shen Chong was kissing in Nanhuailin, he glanced at his chest and abdominal muscles from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help whistling in his heart. He didn't expect this man to look plain, but his figure was so coveted. Well, the lips are also very soft, and they have a light sweetness. Shen Chong closed his eyes, and suddenly he was a little confused.

Naturally, Nan Huailin couldn't perceive Shen Chong's thoughts. He acted as Zhang Heng asked, with good expressions and movements.

Shen Chong soon had an impulse again. His mood is very mixed.

Just like Nan Huailin, he didn't even bother to take a second look when he put it down.

Is it because of loneliness for too long?

Depend on! What a **** loss!

"Cut!" Zhang Heng stood up, "Shen Chong, why are you surprised? You will continue to act!"

Shen Chong looked at Nan Huailin's expression while replying, only to see that his eyebrows were drooped, his face was blank, and there was no expression on his face.

Shen Chong was frustrated, his face was so ordinary that he couldn't be ordinary anymore, how could he...Oh! Damn it!

Philadelphia lowered his sunglasses a bit, and his eyes fell on Nan Huailin over the frame.

I don’t think it when I’m wearing clothes. I take off my clothes and look at it. This little performance is really delicious. The skin is white and shiny, like the best white porcelain, the muscle lines are also very beautiful, the unevenness is just right, and the pale face faintly reveals a sense of abstinence. Somehow I remembered his face full of tears on the subway... Then a terrible fantasy came to mind, and Philadelphia hurriedly pushed his sunglasses up, blocking his vision.

"This shot needs to be shot to the end. Let's start from the beginning." Zhang Heng shouted outside the door: "Field affairs! Call my wife's wife to make her bed!"

Nan Huai Lin put on his T-shirt silently, got up and went outside to wait for another shot.

Shen Chong buttoned his buttons and walked to him, his ears were red with embarrassment.

"Cough!" Shen Chong coughed, "Then who, come and get my hair off!"

Nan Huai Lin stood a little away in silence, consciously making room for others.

Soon, everything was ready and shooting started again.

While the limbs were entangled, Shen Chong had an impulse again, and it was stronger than last time.

Fuck! Shen Chong cursed in his heart, he was a little bit shattered, and he made the actions that Zhang Heng asked him to do very rudely.

His hands were surprisingly strong, and Nan Huailin was unprepared and screamed in pain.

Shen Chong was completely excited this time, not only because of Nan Huailin's call, but also because of the surprisingly good touch of his subordinates, smooth and tender, and he gave this Bottom full marks.

Shen Chong suddenly turned over and pressed Nan Huailin, his eyes collided briefly, Shen Chong caught the water in the opponent's eyes, and the urge to cry him suddenly appeared in his mind.

Before Zhang Heng shouted "Cut", Shen Chong pressed him down and didn't move. Nan Huailin had to take the initiative and raised his head to kiss him again.

Shen Chong was in a trance for a moment. He forgot that he was filming, and he couldn't help sticking out his tongue and poking into Nan Huai Lin's mouth.

Nanhuai opened his eyes quickly: "!!!"

"Cut!"

Shen Chong returned to his senses, and had a panoramic view of the surprise in Nan Huailin's eyes.

At this moment, Shen Chongdong used all his acting skills and calmly stepped down from Nan Huailin, as if nothing had happened, and asked Zhang Heng naturally, "Director Zhang, is this over?"

"Passed." Zhang Heng looked at Nan Huailin, who was carrying his pants, "Xiao Nan, he did a good job."

"Thank you, Director Zhang." Nan Huailin said.

"Who is your agent?" Zhang Heng asked.

"He Dinghong." Nan Huailin replied.

Zhang Heng nodded: "I will find you if there is a suitable role."

This is recognized.

Nan Huailin laughed, and all the bad mood disappeared at this moment. He bowed to Zhang Heng, "Thank you, Director Zhang!"

Shen Chong looked at his humble knees in his eyes, with disdain in his heart, and a bit of contempt in his eyes.

"I'm going to change clothes," he said to Philadelphia, "you go to the opposite room and wait for me."

Philadelphia nodded, got up and left, passing by Nan Huailin.

Shen Chong and Nan Huailin entered the next room one after another, with the "dressing room" posted on the door.

In a confined space, the two are alone, and the atmosphere is very embarrassing.

Nan Huailin didn't say anything, but changed his clothes.

Shen Chong's gaze lingered on him from time to time, and he coughed and said, "You are under He Dinghong's hands?"

Nan Huailin let out an "um".

Shen Chong said: "When I first debuted, I also stayed under his hands for a while, and the relationship with him is still good. I can tell him and let him give you quality roles."

Nan Huailin glanced at him in surprise.

He didn't know why Shen Chong was suddenly so kind, but he knew that there was no free lunch in the world. After pondering for a few seconds, Nan Huailin said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I think Brother Hong should have his own consideration, so I don't need it anymore."

With a few words of effort, Nan Huailin had changed his clothes. He took his cellphone and was about to leave. However, Shen Chong suddenly grabbed his wrist and looked at him directly, saying, "At night...Would you like to go to my house? "

Shen Chong didn't know how he could be so anxious, and the appointment was so untechnical. The most outrageous thing was that the appointment was still such an ordinary-looking person, which was incredible to him who had a heavy face control. But he was indeed aroused by Nanhuai Lin's strong desire. Perhaps it was because he had eaten a lot of abalone and winged belly, and he was a little tired, so he wanted to try the porridge and side dishes.

Nothing is courteous, if you do not **** or steal, the ancients sincerely did not deceive me.

Nan Huailin wanted to smash Shen Chong's face with a punch, but he held it back, but couldn't help but sneered. He looked at Shen Chong and said, "Mr. Shen, are you too deep in the play? I played it. Duck, but I am not a duck."

He threw away Shen Chong's hand and left without looking back.

Shen Chongwu smiled to himself.

Laugh at yourself.

Men are **** bones, and the more they don’t eat, the more they have a strong appetite, even if the dish doesn’t look very good.

When Nan Huailin rejected him just now, he even felt that Nan Huailin had a cold and glamorous taste, which made him almost want to use it strong.

How can such a strong sexual attraction be radiated except for a person with a benign body?

It's so **** weird.

"What are you rubbing with?" Philadelphia appeared at the door, "I've been waiting for a long time."

"I'm anxious, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, okay?" Shen Chong laughed at himself, he was too anxious just now. He still doesn't believe it, he Shen Chong will not be able to take a passerby? He had to get this Nan Huai Lin!

Shen Chong had no itinerary in the afternoon, so he left his assistant and took Philadelphia to a Qingba he frequented.

The places he often visits are naturally not low-grade, and people who can come here to consume are either rich or expensive, and they will never surround themselves when they see celebrities, but the two people still found a secluded corner to sit down and talk.

It happened to be lunch time. The two ordered food first and then wine. When the waiter left with the menu, Philadelphia asked nonchalantly: "Which good brother did you fly each other?"

Shen Chong smiled: "I just said that casually, you really believe it. After years of mixing in the United States, why are you so pure?"

Philadelphia looked at him through sunglasses: "Could it be with my brother?"

Shen Chong laughed exaggeratedly: "With your brother? Am I crazy? You are really funny."

The corner of Philadelphia's mouth: "Did my brother fall in love in the past few years?"

Shen Chong shrugged: "Where do I know where to go, I am not familiar with him. What about you? The American people are so unrestrained, your **** life must be very colorful, right?"

Philadelphia said flatly: "The American people don't like me like this."

Shen Chong sneered: "Who do you fall in love with? Just like you, wherever you are, and you kill both men and women, I think you are indifferent, right?"

Philadelphia raised his eyebrows silently.

Shen Chong tutted twice: "You are just like your brother, blinded by this good skin. Hey, do you have a genetic problem? You can go for a genetic test."

"Fuck off," Philadelphia scolded with a smile, "I'm Ningquewulan, you think you are all like you, a severe **** addiction patient."

"My name is'Life is proud to be happy, there are flowers that can be folded straight to be folded', you know what a fart." Shen Chong suddenly sighed, "But I have been too busy recently, and I haven't met the delicious little zero. The AK47 is **** rusty." He paused, and laughed again, "Today's little protagonist, his face is not very good, but his figure is first-rate, he is a superb muscle, especially his ass. It feels great, I squeeze it hard, and it’s definitely better to fuck. Wait and see, within a week, I’ll have to sleep with him.”

Although Philadelphia didn't touch it, he saw it.

Nan Huailin's **** is indeed very fascinating. It is white, tender, round, and quite upright. When he saw it, he politely hardened a bit.

"Hey!" Shen Chong snapped his fingers in front of Philadelphia, "What do you think?"

"I'm thinking," Philadelphia returned to his senses, "You are really a rascal as always."

·

After leaving the Minzu Hotel, Nan Huailin first found a CCB and transferred back the one million that Shiyan had transferred to him. By the way, he went to the ATM to withdraw two thousand yuan, and it was time to pay the rent.

Now the balance in his bank card is almost cleared.

Eat something to eat on the side of the road, and then take the bus to the company.

It was not even a little bit when I arrived at the company.

He Dinghong is not here, so he went out for lunch.

Nan Huailin stood waiting outside the office.

He took out his phone, opened the address book, blacked out Shiyan's phone number, opened WeChat, deleted contacts, opened the album, and deleted all the pictures of Shiyan.

The finger stopped on the last photo.

In the photo, Nan Huai Lin He Shi Yan wearing a high school uniform, Nan Huai Lin slept on the desk, Shi Yan took a selfie with him, it looked like he was kissing Nan Huai Lin, but he did not.

From high school until now, Nan Huailin has changed at least five mobile phones, but this photo has always been kept in his photo album.

Nan Huailin clicked the delete icon and hovered his finger on the four red letters "Delete Photo", but he did not click on it for a long time.

"Xiao Nan," He Dinghong returned from dinner, "Is the shooting going well today?"

Pointing her finger down, Nan Huailin looked up, smiled and said, "It's going well, just two passes."

"That's good. I'm also worried that you will be scolded by Zhang Heng. That person is a firecracker, just one point." Two people entered the office one after another. He Dinghong walked to the desk and sat down, raising his chin, "Sit down." "

Nan Huailin sat opposite him: "Director Zhang said he would contact me if he has a suitable role."

He Dinghong nodded in satisfaction, put his arms crossed on the table, leaning forward, looking at Nan Huailin, "Xiao Nan, I'll ask you a question."

Nan Huai Lin hurriedly said, "You ask."

He Dinghong asked: "Why did you enter the showbiz?"

Nan Huai Lin was stunned, wondering why He Dinghong asked this suddenly.

At the beginning, Nan Huailin insisted on applying for the film academy in spite of the strong opposition of his parents, just to chase any feast. Shiyan's dream was to be a star, and Nan Huailin's dream at that time was Shiyan. But after he really came into contact with acting, Nan Huailin fell in love with it in an instant. He really enjoyed wandering in different roles and experiencing the ever-changing life, even indulging in it. He had another dream besides Shiyan—becoming an actor. Not a flashy star, but a real actor.

He Dinghong waited quietly for Nan Huailin's answer.

Nan Huailin was unsure of his intentions, and felt a little nervous. After considering it for a moment, he still told the truth: "I love acting and want to be a real actor."

He Dinghong seemed to be very satisfied with the answer. He smiled meaningfully and said: "Although you have just graduated, you have been playing in the entertainment industry for several years. You should have known some unspoken rules in the circle for a long time. You know? This circle is cruel, no matter how good-looking you are, how strong you are, but if no one praises you, you will never get up. You can only stay at the bottom and make a bad smell. But. Once someone is willing to praise you, you can become popular, you can choose scripts and roles as you like, and become a real actor just like you said."

Nan Huailin is not stupid. Knowing that there is something in his words, he picks it out and said: "Brother Hong, what do you want to say to me?"

He Dinghong didn't answer, he lowered his head and opened the drawer, took out a card and handed it over.

Nan Huailin leaned to catch it with both hands. It's a business card.

"High talk, the prince of GB Group," He Dinghong said, "The underwear model job I picked up for you last week. He went to the shooting site. Do you have any impression of him?"

Nan Huailin shook his head.

There were only a dozen male models that day, and the scene was extremely chaotic, and he didn't even figure out who was who.

He Dinghong said, "But he was very impressed with you."

Nan Huai Lin suddenly gave birth to an ominous premonition: "Did I do something wrong?"

He Dinghong looked at him: "Gao Tan found me yesterday and said he wanted to support you."

Nan Huailin: "..."

He Dinghong paused for two seconds, and then said, "Speak straightforwardly, he wants to support you."