MTL - Waiting Upon You-~ Act Twelfth Pet

Feng Hao turned his back to the camera. From the perspective of the camera, no one could see what he was doing, so it was even more fascinating.

"Open your mouth," Feng Hao ordered briefly.

Ling Lang's expression was full of reluctance, but at this moment he could not help it.

From the back, the moment Feng Hao was about to enter, Ling Lang seemed to want to repent, but Feng Hao noticed it in advance.

"Bite," Ling Lang, who was spotted by the purpose, was shocked. "As long as you dare to bite, I will throw you out of here."

"I can save you from those people and I can send you back. They will not be as kind to you as I am."

"Don't you want to go out?" Ling Lang leaned back, revealing half of her face in the camera.

"It seems that you haven't recognized the situation well," Feng Hao stooped, and drew his chin. "Do you think that without me, you can escape with your strength? Can you live today? I ca n’t guarantee that as long as I say a few words, the hungry wolves outside will **** you | death. "

Ling Lang couldn't refute his words, his eyes staring at him were full of reluctance.

"You have only two choices: first, be **** by me, and then take me out; second," he let go of his hand, "is just staying here for my whole life."

Feng Hao straightened up and looked down at Ling Lang kneeling on the ground, his voice revealing the majestic irresistible, "Now give me a good lick."

"Who wrote this script?" The assistant quietly asked the agent.

"It is said to be a screenwriter who does not dare to sign his name."

The assistant was distressed. "It's so trivial that it's hard to see."

She added, "Ling Lang has never received such a show before, and the transformation is really thorough."

The agent's confusion is actually less than her. Mr. Mo had never allowed Ling Lang to take this type of drama before. It was really elusive to send someone to send such a script this time.

As for Feng Hao ... the agent looked upstairs anxiously, remembering the scene in the morning, and couldn't help tightening his brows.

As the camera turned around, Ling Lang was pressed by Feng Hao on the bed in the cell. Both were close to naked. Naked, Ling Lang was unwilling to struggle at the last moment, but Feng Hao quickly told him any actual action. Resistance is futile.

Naked in front of the camera for the first time | exposed himself, and also fell in love with another man's skin, Ling Lang only felt that every inch of skin in contact with Feng Hao became hot, and the pain from the body kept his head awake at all times However, Feng Hao's heavy breathing always tried to pull his mind away.

Feng Hao's five fingers were holding his arm firmly, and his body still had the memory of the gentle movement of his fingertips not long ago. The confession of the previous night was played back in Ling Lang's mind like a marquee.

In the middle of the night, an invisible hand quietly covered his body, stimulating his sensitive zone rhythmically. Ling Lang was all ignited by the fire, but the flame was restrained in a cage made of ice and could not find an exit. His whole body seemed to be bound by heavy chains, and every cell, every hair, every organ of the body was crying for release.

When Feng Hao did rise, he fastened Ling Lang's heavenly cover and forced his head to be raised towards the camera. Ling Lang's breathing was disordered, his face was flushed, and his lower lip was almost bitten. It was under the impact of the person behind him. Can't stop humming. They knew they were acting, but they still saw a lot of blood, and many young staff members even shyly turned away.

This kind of **** lens will definitely be cut off in domestic screenings, but it is essential to impact overseas markets. Although the theme of this film is jailbreak, the filming of the film this year is not contaminated with yellow storm shots, and I am embarrassed to get investor money.

Even if it is released abroad, this scene will at best account for one or two minutes of the film, but in order to allow more material to be edited in the later period, it takes a short period of time to shoot. When the director finally announced that the shot was passed, Ling Lang was like fighting a fierce battle, and his hands and feet were a bit weak.

The staff members voluntarily evacuated and let the two change clothes. Feng Hao gently rubbed Ling Lang's arm while he wasn't paying attention. Only for the need of filming, he used a lot of force on his hands, and inevitably remained there. There were some bruises.

"Doesn't it hurt?" Feng Hao asked pitifully.

"Don't you just want me to hurt?"

"I want you to hurt because you like it, but that doesn't mean I won't feel bad."

Feng Hao's hands gently rubbed on Ling Lang's affected area. When Ling Lang recalled the elective screenwriting course at the university, the teacher talked about how to impress the audience—hit a stick and give a sweet date, and the audience would think This sweet date is especially sweet.

Now think about it, Feng Hao also chose this course, and even applied it to the fire.

The assistant sent a bath towel. In order to enhance the lens effect, both of them were sprayed with water mist to disguise sweat beads. They shook under strong light, crystal clear, and sexy.

Seeing Feng Hao take the towel, Ling Lang reached out and asked, "I'll do it myself."

Feng Hao refused, "The pet dogs are brushed by the owner after bathing."

Ling Lang had nothing to say, the key was still in Feng Hao's hand, no matter what Feng Hao was going to do to him, he had no right to say no.

On the other side, the foreign director started talking to his assistant wryly, the assistant director waited for the two of them to communicate, and finally asked the director with courage.

"Ano, director, doyouspeakChinese Simida?"

"Yes?"

"Dare to ask the director, is it really okay to make this plot so hot? Maybe it will be CUT of the General Administration of Radio, Film and Television, we Orientals are particular about hazy beauty, do you understand hazy beauty? Hazybeauty!"

"Do n’t be stupid. In Women's country, only such a lens can be seen! And Wo thinks that the actors in the east of Mumen are too conservative. When western actors in women do bed scenes, they never wear underwear! If you are interested in mud, go to the nest room tonight and let the nests have a cultural exchange between China and the West? "

"Why do you wear underwear during cultural exchanges between China and the West?"

"Ofcoursenot!"

In just one scene, I did n’t finish filming for a day. The more actors in the crowd, the more likely it is to cause NG. Anyone in the corner with a wrong expression may lead to the entire episode being invalidated. It ’s just Linglang prison uniform Tear that lens, there are as many as seven or eight pieces of clothes changed because of NG.

After a busy day, it was finally time for dinner. Ling Lang frowned at the sight of the working meal delivered by the logistics. The frank assistant girl called out, "Why is it a fish again? It ’s been fish for three days. I want to eat! "

"Be patient," the agent was already gobbling up. "Is the island's dishes more expensive than the meat on the land? Is there any fish that can't eat well? Today's fish is not the same fish as yesterday, let alone pickled cucumbers are not dishes? "

The assistant pursed his mouth and poked at the fish in the lunch box. "But I'm not a cat."

Ling Lang didn't complain. He just drank two bites and let go. His every move was seen by Feng Hao on the side.

After the supper, he started to shoot the night again. In order to cover Ling Lang, Feng Hao deliberately sought the trouble of the prison guards, dragged him off, and even provoked a commotion in the prison.

Although the scene is the same scene, the two people are in different scenes, so the shooting is separate, and they are edited together later. The main part of the filming of Feng Hao tonight, Ling Lang sits on the sidelines most of the time.

Feng Hao in the play is calm and overbearing, hard-hearted, and sometimes with a bit of rogue gasp. All the jailers in this prison are jailless, life imprisoned | sentenced, but he can lead the entire area of ​​C alone. The kind of king who inadvertently revealed his hands and feet made Ling Lang unable to move his eyes and followed his eyes involuntarily. he comes.

"Looking fascinated?" Feng Hao walked towards him with a smile.

Ling Lang froze, only to find out that he had watched Feng Hao's play to see God, and even when the director stopped, he didn't pay attention, and quickly dropped his eyes.

"Fortunately, the filming went well, and the job was terminated in advance," Feng Hao said deliberately, "Let the school wait for a long time, let's go."

"Who said I was waiting for you?"

Feng Hao couldn't help but, "Senior Aojiao is also very cute."

Ling Lang appeared in Feng Hao's room again. It was the same as yesterday. Feng Hao put a collar on him before unlocking it. Now he is bathing in the bathroom with his sleeves.

Ling Lang closed her eyes, feeling the water pouring from her head, and suddenly remembered the parable of Feng Hao's pet dog during the day.

When Feng Hao closed the water, Ling Lang said, "Should I be happy with Shao Maobo now?"

Feng Hao was amused by him, "I don't mind if you want to dump."

He gently wiped his body with milk and finally came to the place where he had been imprisoned all day.

"Little poor, you must be bad today," Xiao poor, under his caress, soon came to spirit.

"I don't know that the owner has to solve the physiological needs of the pet dog," Ling Lang said wryly.

"You're right," Feng Hao stopped, opened the shower and flushed the foam off his body. "They all slap themselves on the master's leg."

He took out the bath towel and dried Ling Lang, and turned to sit on the edge of the bathtub, his toes gently tapped on the ground two points.

"Come on."

Ling Lang was speechless for a while, standing still looking at Feng Hao, Feng Hao also looked at him calmly.

After a while, Ling Lang got his voice back. "Are you serious?"

"Do you think I'm kidding?"

Ling Lang continued to stare at him, and the smile on Feng Hao's face was impeccable, but what he said was incredible.

However, Ling Lang felt more embarrassed, not Feng Hao's words, but his own body's reaction after hearing the words.

Feng Hao obviously also saw, "You have been wronged for a whole day, should you continue to ignore its needs?"

He stretched out his hand and made a grabbing motion against Ling Lang's face. "Senior, when can you remove your mask in front of me?"

Under Feng Hao's gaze, Ling Lang knelt slowly in front of him, rudely rubbing himself against the other person *.

On the eve of the peak, Feng Hao forcedly raised his chin, "Remember what I look like, remember the pleasure I bring you, and ..."

Ling Lang tried to discern his mouth shape through the water vapor in his eyes, "Remember that I am your master."

Ling Lang gradually calmed down, he could not imagine that he really did that shameful thing under the confusion of the other party.

Feng Hao looked the same, as if he had just acted like a pet should.

Ling Lang, kneeling on the ground, laughed suddenly, "I used to think I was a pervert and I never thought you would be perverted than me."

"Isn't that great," Feng Hao petted his head petulantly, "perverts and perverts, so the two of us are born to each other."