little turtle in pocket

Chapter 11

In the year [-] AD.Beside the forest road, the green branches and leaves of pines and cypresses are inlaid with a layer of white edges by the snow, and they look more energetic as they get colder.

People are not as good as trees.Seeing handsome Wu's chanting twice in succession eating screws because of chills, and the third time was simply interrupted by a loud sneeze, Director Qian finally went crazy, and the bearded man was so angry: "Xiao Wu, what the hell are you doing?" ? Drop me the chain at the critical moment, do you know how much it cost us to rent this park? We are small producers—”

Tang Seng started to recite his magic spell that has not changed for a hundred years, and everyone present took over and recited it in unison: "—Funds are tight, don't waste it, one penny will be broken into two halves!"

Amidst the uproarious laughter, Assistant Director Mei ran over and muttered quietly: "Hurry up and get in the car to warm up! Really, you have done a lot of scenes, you are an old actor, why don't you even know how many clothes you should wear? You Look at the sweater with a low neckline, why not add a scarf?"

Wu Ming shrugged, rubbed his nose, and said nothing.

No one knew, that big warm scarf had already been wrapped around the neck of some embarrassing child who didn't care about the coming and going of the cold and the hot and cold.At this moment, he is concentrating on playing games in a corner, completely unaware of what is happening outside.

"Are you here?"

haunted.This was the first word that came to Wen Nuo's mind.

Seeing that the little boy simply said "um" and then stopped talking, Cheng Shen simply sat down opposite him: "Didn't you go to bed very late last night, why don't you find a place to rest? If you don't have my car go to sleep?"

The deep eyes that had been staring at the screen suddenly cast their gazes to the opposite side, almost startling Cheng Shen: "How long have we known each other?"

About one thousand and one year.Of course this cannot be said.

"Three days, what?"

With a sullen face, the little kid replied in a leadership manner: "So, we haven't gotten to know that well yet." He lowered his head again as he spoke, his fingers continued to fly on the keyboard.

A full minute later, just when Wen Nuo thought that this cheeky star was finally going to walk away tactfully, the other party said quietly: "As long as I can remember, I have been dreaming about a person."

Wen Nuo closed the notebook with a snap, angrily and amusedly: "Dude, you stole the idea of ​​Mythology."

Cheng Shen didn't seem to hear anything, and he continued in a daze: "In the dream, I was the monarch of a country, and you were my cousin. We grew up together, experienced a lot, loved and complained , hurt, hated, and in the end, I lost you."

The little brat laughed loudly, and stood up: "I really admire you! You can speak such vulgar time-traveling novel lines with such sincerity! The judges are blind if they don't award you the Golden Statue Award!"

The actor candidate also stood up: "I never thought it was a vulgar story. Before I was 19 years old, I was tortured by those recurring dreams, which made me restless and neurasthenic, until a dream interpreter solved the mystery for me. .”

"You really believe those swindlers!" Wen Nuo covered his mouth and yawned back, "I'm sorry I'm not interested in this kind of past life, you should find someone else to discuss it!"

A large hand reached under his nose.In the palm of his hand, the little turtle looked at the boy with its small round eyes like mung beans.

For some reason, Wen Nuo felt palpitations for a moment, as if this little guy was talking to him that no one could understand.

"Hey, I'm warning you! Don't come at me with crooked things! I have no money, I'm stupid, I don't know anything, you can't cheat anything!"

There was a bitter smile on the impeccably handsome face of the big star: "Why do you think I'm lying to you? Like you said, why am I lying to you?"

This remark made a certain 囧 baby overwhelmed.The little kid was holding his precious notebook and fell into a state of sluggishness.

His appearance made Chengshen recall that a long time ago, this kid liked to be distracted at critical moments, and sometimes he could really make the people next to him die.

The cold touch on the lips passed by, and something warm licked the palate gently, stirring the body fluid in the mouth.It wasn't until the snake-like flexible thing reached his throat that Wen Nuo let out a loud "wow" and subconsciously took a bite.

A strong smell of blood immediately filled the mouths of the two people.Jiowa looked terrified and bewildered, said "I'm sorry" inexplicably, turned and ran away.

Leaving Star Jin standing there, after a long time, he smiled bitterly and said to the little turtle in his palm: "I know, I know, I deserve it all."

After a scene was finally over, Wu Ming only felt that his brain and face were dumb, and he didn't want to do anything for a while, so he just stood in the corner of the field and watched the next shot casually.

Something leaned up quietly on his back.Wu Ming smiled faintly, and held the hands that were stretched out to his chest through his armpits. At the same time, the little brat's pointed chin rested on his brother's shoulder.

Wu Ming was in a trance as he rubbed his ears and temples together.Such warmth, such happiness, why, but there is always a feeling of secret love?It seemed that there was always something lying between them, crying faintly.

"You seem to have something on your mind."

Wen Nuo froze with Wu Ming's words, and after a while, he replied in a low voice: "Another guess."

Even if I'm guessing, sometimes guessing is the closest to the truth.Wu Ming smiled and said nothing, looking back to find those two plump and soft lips, sucking them vigorously, and slowly turning his body sideways, his two arms tightly wrapped around the boy's thin waist with strength that was not commensurate with his appearance.

With the familiar soft touch and the scent of orchid musk, this gentle and strong man can always accurately arouse the desire of the baby in a short period of time, no matter how slow the heat is, he can't control himself in the end.

So what if I just indulge this time?

This kid is so abnormal today.Feeling the child's slender fingers getting into the jacket, touching his shoulders dishonestly from left to right, and there was a downward trend, Wu Ming finally couldn't help holding up that face, forcing him to look at him : "Are you—"

A loud "bang" interrupted Wu Ming's question.It's from the shooting scene.

What happened?

Wu Ming and Wen Nuo looked at each other with the same doubts and worries in their eyes.

Pushing aside the crowd, they saw the center of the incident, but they were still at a loss.

Lying on the ground was a broken thermos bottle, which was obviously used to make the loud noise just now.

Director Qian crossed his hips and gritted his teeth, but his eyes were looking at nowhere.

As usual, Deputy Director Mei used his frosted throat to persuade carefully: "Forget it, businessmen only talk about profit, which one is not like that? If you don't agree, you don't agree. Is it worthwhile to be so angry?"

Director Qian didn't respond after hearing this, and the tall girl next to him was not happy: "What is this? It's just a soft advertisement. Listening to your tone, it seems to force you to go to the street to sell it? It's so tainted." Let go of your innocent grievances!"

Wu Ming heard a "thump" sound beside him, knowing that someone had a fit of embarrassment, so he hurriedly hugged him into his shoulder.

Sure enough, Wen Nuo buried his whole face in his brother's lapel, he couldn't help laughing until his whole body trembled, people who didn't know thought he was so sad.

Over there, Assistant Director Mei was explaining why the soft advertisement couldn't be placed, mixed with the unyielding verbal swords of the tough female producer, the noise was like a hive.

No one noticed, not far from Ming Nuo who was close to each other, that tall figure in a black windbreaker.Under the soft-brimmed top hat, a little spark flickered on and off, and his expression could not be seen clearly in the lingering white smoke, but the veins on the back of his hand clutching the black leather glove were already bursting.