Blame me for being too deep into the play

Chapter 9 I don't want to continue
A string that was tense in Xi Zheng's mind broke with a "snap", her Adam's apple rolled up and down, her eyes gradually deepened, and she looked at An Chuyu from a distance of four or five meters.

Not knowing which nerve was poked, he turned his head and smiled inexplicably.

This woman really knows how to play tricks. She has been refusing to reveal the purpose of coming to him, which made him think twice, thinking that something happened to her.

Xi Zheng walked into the bedroom, closed the door casually, and went to kiss her as she wished.

As soon as he took a few steps, An Chuyu stopped him: "Wait a minute, just stand there and don't move."

Xi Zheng stopped walking according to his words, and a cluster of flames ignited in his dark eyes, which instantly burned his limbs and bones, and he desperately wanted to do something to cool down.

An Chuyu turned around, picked up the messy things on the dressing table, and put them in a drawer, including the script.

Xi Zheng watched her every move, her forehead twitched a few times.

"All right."

An Chuyu's voice was soft, falling on Xi Zheng's ear, but it sounded like a horn.

He walked up to her, bowed his arms around her, put his hands on the edge of the dressing table behind her, with the corners of his mouth curled up, and his tone was very incomprehensible: "That's why you came to me?"

An Chuyu frowned, expressing dissatisfaction.

The actor in this scene doesn't have many lines, only three sentences in total, and the overall feeling is gloomy and gloomy.Xi Zheng's state is seriously inconsistent with the male lead, which made her very difficult to play.

An Chuyu didn't need him to speak lines, so he put his index finger on his lips: "From now on, don't talk, can you listen to my arrangement?"

Xi Zheng refused to give in, and took her hand away: "Don't let me say anything? You ask a lot."

An Chuyu answered immediately: "If you're not happy..."

"I didn't say I wasn't happy." Xi Zheng compromised, approached her with lowered eyebrows, and said softly, "The wife has the final say."

Before the ending sound landed, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.

The two of them stood and sat, and the height gap widened even further. Xi Zheng had to bow her head low and free one hand to support the back of her head, forcing her to lift her head to accept his kiss.

An Chuyu was going through the plot in his mind, and gradually entered the state. With his slender fingers inserted into the man's short hair, he struggled and said in pain, "I need you, can you not leave?"

Xi Zheng was stunned for a moment, feeling a tinnitus.

He couldn't believe what he heard, he didn't believe every word.But his heart was beating wildly, as if to remind him that he didn't have auditory hallucinations.

He forgot that An Chuyu warned him not to speak, and asked for proof: "What did you say? Say it again."

Xi Zheng retreated a little so that he could see her expression clearly.An Chuyu's eyes were full of tough and fragile emotions, too complicated for Xi Zheng to understand.

He didn't understand how someone could combine two diametrically opposite emotions without seeming out of place.

Her eye sockets were wet, so distressing, as if tears would flow out in the next second, but she stubbornly pursed her lips and held her neck high, refusing to cry.

As everyone knows, this will only make it harder to refuse her request.

There is a trapped beast in Xi Zheng's heart, desperately trying to break free from the cage, making it difficult for him to breathe.He looked deeply into her eyes, with a confused and intoxicated expression, and repeated: "What are you talking about? I'm not leaving."

At the end of the performance, An Chuyu changed the lines naturally, just to let the scene continue completely: "Then you prove it to me. Prove it to me, and I will believe you."

Xi Zheng's heart tightened.

How should he prove to her that he will not leave her.

Xi Zheng picked An Chuyu up from the chair, placed it on the dressing table that she had emptied, kissed her more and more fervently, and said over and over again that she would not leave.

An Chuyu buried his face in the socket of his neck, closed his eyes, and a tear slid down the corner of his eyes, where he couldn't see.

Xi Zheng said vaguely while kissing: "Did you miss me? During the few days when we didn't meet. Why didn't you contact me?"

Such ambiguous words instantly made An Chuyu out of the scene, and she pushed his shoulder in panic: "Don't make any traces, I'm filming tomorrow."

Xi Zheng stopped, and stared at her with eyes full of passion: "What kind of movie are you shooting? I remember that the movie you made a few months ago was finished."

"How do you know it's finished? Have you followed me?"

"I saw it by accident on the Internet." Xi Zheng lowered her eyes a little uncomfortably.

An Chuyu leaned back against the mirror on the dressing table, her back was a little cold, she moved forward again, her eyes were slightly closed, lost in thought.

Playing it half-truth, she seemed to have a different understanding of the scene.

Seeing that she was about to fall asleep, Xi Zheng felt depressed for no reason: "Did you do it on purpose?"

An Chuyu was distracted, didn't hear what he said clearly, and was taken aback: "Huh?"

"Ah what? Didn't you take the initiative to cause trouble?"

An Chuyu looked up at him rather guiltyly: "If I say, I don't want to continue, will you hit someone?"

Xi Zheng took a deep breath, and said with a half smile: "I will kill people."

An Chuyu: "..."

An Chuyu's self-criticism, first of all, she asked Xi Zheng to come over at night; secondly, she dragged him to practice without asking his wishes.In any case, she shouldn't treat him like this.

An Chuyu euphemistically expressed: "I don't have that at home, so I can't."

Xi Zheng raised her hand to pinch her face, gritted her teeth and said, "Say it again."

An Chuyu was really not used to being so intimacy with people, it was so flirtatious, she waved his hand away: "It's the same if you say it twice."

Xi Zheng: "You asked me to come, don't you know how to prepare tools in advance?"

An Chuyu made up an excuse to prevaricate him: "I... forgot."

"It's easy, I'll call an errand to deliver the goods to your door." Xi Zheng was not joking, and reached into his trousers pocket for the phone, but couldn't find it, remembering that the phone was in his coat pocket.

He was about to go out to get it, but An Chuyu grabbed the corner of his clothes. She didn't dare to look up at him: "No, I can't afford to lose face. You go to the bathroom and take a shower to calm down."

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Xi Zheng went to the bathroom to take a shower, and came out with a towel wrapped around her. When her eyes flashed, her head was covered.He grabbed the clothes on his head, it was a large gray long-sleeved shirt, thrown by An Chuyu.

An Chuyu said: "If you haven't found the right pants, put on your top first."

She usually buys men's sweaters and suits to match other clothes, but the size of the pants is different, so it is difficult to meet his needs.

Xi Zheng put on a long-sleeved shirt and wiped her hair with a dry towel: "Where should I sleep at night?"

An Chuyu didn't seem to have thought about this question: "Aren't you going back at night?"

Xi Zheng paused and looked at her with black eyes. Was it his illusion?She was completely different before and after, she was passionate for a while, and indifferent for a while, he was almost confused by her.

"Look at what time it is now, will I still be able to sleep at night when I drive back?" Xi Zheng said, "I've been working all day and I don't want to bother."

Xi Zheng murmured in her heart, obviously she said she needed him back then and told him not to leave.

Did she forget what she said so quickly?

An Chuyu understood what he meant, he didn't want to leave tonight.She thought for a moment, found her mobile phone and called Zhu Tracy: "Where did you put the spare quilt at home?"

Zhu Tracy packed up all the big and small things, so it would be easier to ask her directly, lest she rummage around.

Zhu Cuixi gossiped: "Sister Yuyu, what do you want a quilt for so late?"

"Don't inquire, talk quickly."

"Oh, you said that the color of the quilt was not good and you had to throw it away. I thought it was a pity, so I took it home and used it myself." Zhu Cuixi said embarrassedly, "So, Sister Yu, you only have thin quilts left at home, and there are no thick quilts. .”

An Chuyu stays at home all year round, counting as long as a month. She spends New Year's Eve with the crew, and it's normal for her to not have enough daily necessities at home.

Zhu Tracy thought the quilt on her bed was dirty, so she said cautiously: "Sister, you can just change the quilt cover, and put the quilt cover in the wardrobe on the south side of your room. If you can't, go to the hotel to make do for one night, and I'll book it for you."

An Chuyu said coldly: "No need."

Zhu Tracy waited tremblingly to hang up first.

As soon as An Chuyu turned her head, she saw Xi Zheng looking at her leisure time. She tried to suggest: "If you can't, go to a hotel to make do for a night. There is a hotel near my house." After a two-second pause, she added, "Five-star Class."

Xi Zheng sneered: "You let me go out like this?"

An Chuyu looked him up and down, he really couldn't go out to meet people with his appearance, he would be arrested as a hooligan.She sighed and raised the white flag to surrender: "You can sleep in my room for one night."

Xi Zheng pursed her lips and glanced at the sofa: "First of all, I don't sleep on the sofa."

An Chuyu: "Follow you."

Only then was Xi Zheng satisfied, and asked her where the hair dryer was kept.An Chuyu pointed out the location for him, he found the hair dryer, turned and went into the bathroom.

The buzzing sound came out through a door panel, and An Chuyu let out a long breath.She put one hand on her hips, covered her forehead with the other, and spun around in a half circle like a headless chicken.She knew that Xi Zheng was a big trouble and shouldn't provoke him.

It's too late to say anything now.

An Chuyu didn't know why he went against his original intention and had such an intersection with him.However, judging from his performance in Paris last time, Xi Zheng is considered a gentleman, and he probably wouldn't mess around without her nodding.

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The two were lying on the same quilt, with a distance of nearly a foot between them. Xi Zheng looked at the woman whose back was facing her, and twitched her mouth: "Did I turn off the light?"

An Chuyu huddled under the quilt and hummed.

Xi Zheng turned off the light, turned over and hugged her, An Chuyu was not mentally prepared, kicked wildly with his hands and feet in panic, and his deliberately low voice sounded in the darkness: "What are you doing?"

Xi Zheng clamped down on her waving arms, and raised her legs to press down on her fluttering legs: "The gap in the middle of the quilt is too big and it's easy for wind to leak, and you'll catch cold at night."

An Chuyu pinched his wrist: "Don't touch your feet, okay?"

"You're so strange, I'm making a fuss?" Xi Zheng joked, "Then what did you say 'come and kiss me' to me just now?"

An Chuyu stopped struggling, closed his eyes and pretended to be dead: "Don't bother me, I have to shoot a very important scene tomorrow, so I need to get enough sleep."

Xi Zheng really didn't talk anymore, but the posture of hugging her didn't change. She thought to herself, why did she ask him to come over tonight to mess around when she knew she would be filming tomorrow.

I don't know how long it took, and the sound of gentle and even breathing came from her ears. Xi Zheng was sure that she was asleep, and quietly touched the switch of the desk lamp to turn it on.

He half propped up his body, his eyes stayed on An Chuyu's face, observing her through the dim light.The way she was sleeping was not aggressive at all, quiet and soft, but he complained to her sleeping face angrily: "Do you have schizophrenia? You are hot and cold towards me."

There was An Chuyu's charging phone on the cabinet. Xi Zheng glanced at her, gently grabbed her hand, and pressed her fingerprint to unlock it.

　that what...

　　I need you, can you not go, Balabala, these are all the lines in the movie... Yuyu's tears, pain and struggle are also scenes in the movie...

　　All in all, she was soberly aware that she was acting, and Mr. Xi got into the play in a daze, thinking that she liked her... What a big misunderstanding.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)