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The filming of "Romantic Journey" really made Tong Xiaoman suffer a lot, and also put on a ugly face.
She even got into the rubbish heap, splashed in the smelly ditch, in short, she really did everything.
I deeply understand how bitter and difficult it is to shoot a comedy.
During the tense shooting, Tong Xiaoman found that he missed Ou Zeye so much.
This is something she didn't think of.
When I was in love with Shangguan Ming before, I never felt this way.
Because Tong Xiaoman's filming process was very hard, the two of them sent more messages on WeChat, and rarely made phone calls, and the video was even rarer.
Unexpectedly, after she confessed her love, the relationship between the two would take a step further, and what she was facing was a long-distance relationship.
Back at the hotel at night, Tong Xiaoman was exhausted again.
The conditions of the filming location this time are relatively difficult. The place they stayed in is already the best hotel here, but the environment of this hotel is too bad.
The room she lived in was already the best, the bed was only 1.5 meters, and the room was pitifully small.
Fortunately, she didn't ask too much this time.
Because there is no suite here, she and Lu Weiran lived separately. Lu Weiran prepared bath water and a glass of warm milk for her in advance, and went back to her room to sleep.
Tong Xiaoman took a shower, lay on the bed drinking milk, and didn't want to do anything. I was really tired today and kept running.
The phone rang suddenly.
"Xiaoman, I'll be a guest star in your crew tomorrow, and we can meet tonight."
It was Qin Suran who sent the wechat.
When Tong Xiaoman was about to reply, Ou Zeye called.
Because there are not many opportunities for two people to call, she answered the phone immediately.
"Hello" There was a trace of grievance and sourness in the voice.
"What's wrong?"
"It's okay, I'm just very tired."
"What did you shoot today?"
Although the two have been in touch, there are not many topics between them, as if they have just started dating.
"I've been running and running, and my legs are about to break."
"I knew you were tired."
"How did you know?"
"I see that your WeChat has more than 30,000 steps."
Tong Xiaoman curled her lips, my God, there are more than 30,000 copies, it's too scary!
Physical exhaustion, coupled with missing Ou Zeye, made Tong Xiaoman feel a little wronged.
She didn't expect that she would miss him that much.
"Did you miss me?" Ozawa asked.
During this period of time, Ou Zeno has been asking this question.
So many times Tong Xiaoman wondered if their male and female identities were reversed.
"Um."
"How much do you want?"
"I don't know, what's the use of thinking about you? I can't see you, and I don't know when the filming will be finished."
"It's useless to think about me, maybe if you think about me more, I can appear."
Tong Xiaoman smiled.
"Are you home now? Shall we video?"
It's been a long time since I've had a video, so it's good to see each other in the video and relieve the pain of lovesickness.
"Erit's not very convenient, I'm afraid of being seen."
"Where are you now? Go out and fool around again!"
"I'm on your side."
"Is your soul by my side?" This man never played his cards according to the routine.
"People are here."
"Knock knock"
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"Wait a minute, let me see who it is."
"Someone knocked on your door in the middle of the night?!" Ou Zeye on the opposite side suddenly became furious.
"Oh, why are you so small-minded? Maybe you're the director or screenwriter, maybe come and discuss with me about the plot?"
"The director and screenwriter came into your room in the middle of the night?" Ou Zeye became even more angry.
Tong Xiaoman walked to the door while talking.
"Don't be so narrow-minded, we all work normally!"
While speaking, Tong Xiaoman opened the door.
?? Seeing the man at the door, Tong Xiaoman was shocked.
The man immediately squeezed through the door and closed it behind him.
"Please explain to me right now, why the director or screenwriter will come to your room in the middle of the night, huh? How many times have you come?!"
Tong Xiaoman looked at the man with the fried hair in front of him, was stunned for a few seconds, and then threw himself into his arms.
Ou Zeye's heart softened.
"Tong Xiaoman, don't come here with me, tell me, how many times have the director and screenwriter been here?"
"I came here twice in total. The director and screenwriter came together. Our screenwriter is a woman."
Tong Xiaoman hurriedly explained, if she didn't explain, this man would probably tear the roof off.
Only then did Ou Zeye calm down, and hugged Tong Xiaoman tightly in his arms.
"That's about the same. They are not allowed to enter your room in the future. It's the middle of the night, and I'm already very tired during the day!"
"How did you come?"
"Come here to relieve your lovesickness, lest you miss me too much!"
? Since Tong Xiaoman confessed his love, Ou Zeye's mouth is full of things like, why do you love me so much, why do you miss me so much, and so on.
Tong Xiaoman glanced at him.
"Then you don't miss me?"
Ou Zeye leaned closer to Tong Xiaoman's ear, "Yes, I miss you more."
Having said that, he immediately put Tong Xiaoman's earlobe in his mouth.
A burst of numbness spread from Tong Xiaoman's ears to his whole body.
Ou Zeye seemed a little impatient, he asked Tong Xiaoman's most sensitive ears, and kissed her neck all the way down, then lifted her up and carried her to the bed.
When Tong Xiaoman was lying on the bed and Ou Zeye pressed over him, Tong Xiaoman immediately pressed against his chest.
"No! I have to film tomorrow morning. Tomorrow is the morning scene. I want to shoot the sunrise, so I have to get up at five o'clock."
Tong Xiaoman's breathing was also a little short, but she was still rational.
"It's been a while since we've done it, huh?"
It is indeed too long.
When I was at home last time, Tong Xiaoman had an injury on her buttocks, Ou Zeye endured it all the time, and didn't touch her. Before she fully recovered, Tong Xiaoman joined the crew again.
He has endured it for a long time.
Tong Xiaoman stretched out a finger timidly.
"That's one time."
Ou Zeye stretched out two fingers as if bargaining.
"Twice!"
Tong Xiaoman glanced at the time, it was already 10 o'clock in the evening.
She forcefully bent one of Ou Zeye's fingers.
"Twice is too late, you take so long each time, can I still sleep?"
If it is two times, it is estimated that we will have to fight in the early morning.
"You know my time so well?" Ou Zeye looked at Tong Xiaoman with a smirk.
Tong Xiaoman punched Ou Zeye's chest.
"Just once! Do it or not!"
"Just once!" Ou Zeye kissed Tong Xiaoman's lips while speaking, and slowly sucked in.
I don't know if it's because there is only this one chance, Ou Zeye cherishes it very much, and has been taking it easy and slowly getting along.
Tong Xiaoman's tossed body trembled intermittently, dripping with sweat.
downstairs
Qin Suran hurried over, followed by Xia Lian.
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