The mountain and forest where "Emperor Records" is located is remote, but it also accounts for many benefits of being away from the city center.

The autumn mood is not too strong now, and there is still a rosy jade tree from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. When I get up early, I can see the thin mist on the branches, which is quite seductive.

Appreciating beautiful scenery seems to be the instinct of all animals. Ordinary animals stop and watch, but contemporary humans choose to record.

When I first arrived here, many people in the crew took pictures of the mountain. Li Zhiqing’s phone also stored many photos of the forest at sunrise, but You Chuan’s phone except for a few pictures taken by Li Zhiqing. There are more than 300 pitiful little white wild flowers, all of which are the back of Li Zhiqing walking around on the set.

Li Zhiqing simply flipped through the photos before realizing that You Chuan had said that he looked good in every way is the absolute truth. He unexpectedly discovered that there were still photos of him wearing the set of broken makeup in the phone album of You Chuan.

Dirty, ugly and bloody, I look uncomfortable.

However, You Chuan took more than a hundred pictures of him like a beauty filter in his eyes, as if he was treated as a baby, and he didn't feel disgusted with how bad he was.

There is a saying, "The son does not dislike the ugly mother", and it may mean that "the father does not dislike the ugly son."

Even if the "son" can't bear to look at his face too much, the "dad" still thinks happily: My "son" is so beautiful, and my "son" is the best in the world.

Well, there are good scenery everywhere, but there is only one ugly you in his eyes.

You Chuan didn't turn his neck around, but he spied Li Zhiqing's reaction with his eyes again and again.

It looks a little frustrating, like a bear kid who is worried that something wrong will be discovered by his parents.

Li Zhiqing restrained the facial expressions, pretending to be indifferent to Feng Liangqiu's socks, came to a close-up, and pretended to casually edit the photo into a MMS and send it to his number.

He was calm and calm on the surface, but in his heart he was already full of anger, rushing, bumping the same sentence back and forth in his mind: it's over, he is about to finish it 80%.

This feeling of dying almost continued until the crew moved to the car of the film and television base next door in Jinjiang City.

After a short break, everyone found some films to pass the time. They were all classic old dramas from decades ago. Although the pictures were not as refined and clear as the current works, they were both level in acting tension and shot editing. The shortcoming is probably that the post-processing was delayed by the technical conditions at the time.

This time, Li Zhiqing did not sit in front with Feng Liangqiu as he did when he came. Instead, he took Feng Liangqiu's socks and the feet would smell if he didn't wash his socks as a reason, so he pulled You Chuan to the back of the carriage and went to sit in the double seat by the window.

This TV series is a mythical theme, and there are many fairy princes and fairies in fluttering clothes, and there are also scenes of battles between gods and demons.

Li Zhiqing looked at the LCD screen in front of him, leaned toward You Chuan, and asked him in a low voice: "Teacher You, how much do you rate this play?"

In order to prevent the conversation from being heard by people in the front and rear seats, Li Zhiqing deliberately put his mouth close to You Chuan's ear when speaking.

His breath is warm, but You Chuan's skin is cold, and the contrast between hot and cold is obvious when he covers it. In addition, the youth's voice is soft and smooth. After lowering the volume, it is like a pillow mumbling, and the ending sound even shows coquettish. Like a cunning meaning.

You Chuan's Adam's apple suddenly rolled slightly, and the right shoulder that Li Zhiqing approached was all crusted.

He turned his head and looked over, his eyes flashed a subtle light in the dimness of the carriage, and the paint was like rolling over the raging waves of the sky and the earth. It was clear that he wanted to put something, to be precise, Who swallowed it alive with your mouth.

But the young man who has become the only prey on the list is still ignorant.

"You gods fight, don't you just act like them?"

No matter how good Li Zhiqing's eyesight was, it was only an ordinary person's level.

At this time, the light was unclear, and he couldn't discern the subtle changes in You Chuan's face.

Seeing that You Chuan didn't answer, Li Zhiqing only thought that the other party didn't understand what he meant, and imitated the way the fairy used the magic weapon in the play, and looked at the window BiuBiuBiu several times: "It's like this."

You Chuan's eyes flashed, suddenly the corners of his lips curled and he smiled softly.

It is strange to say that Li Zhiqing came to Biu facing the car window Biu, and he still felt that the other party had attacked his heart with a single stroke, and it was not an end to hit the same place. He always continued to use force against the same place.

This kind of strength penetrated into the blood without transition, and then rolled quickly along the veins. You Chuan felt that his body, which had always been only cool, was getting hot. The strange impulse that had appeared several times before evolved into a small hand with soft fingertips. Slowly put the palm of his hand against his heart, and after holding it, he grinds it finely again and again, causing him to give birth to a strange and unpleasant force, eager to vent, but there is nowhere to vent it.

This kind of contradiction is not only torture, but also a sweet enjoyment. During the confrontation between the two armies, You Chuan's eyes became brighter.

Unusually bright.

You Chuan sat upright, with a straight back, and his hands on his knees. When he opened his mouth, he rubbed his trousers with his fingertips, lowering the volume like Li Zhiqing, and his voice was hoarse than usual: "I don't know. ."

"What?" Li Zhiqing didn't hear clearly, and moved closer to him, turning his head back and attaching his ears.

Li Zhiqing's skin was already fair, and his earlobes were even more eye-catching against the black hair. When the light from the front screen shot over, it was directly surrounded by a weak circle of light, floating like pearls.

You Chuan clenched his fingertips in his hands, squeezed hard, and slowly moved closer to the past: "I don't know."

As soon as his voice came out, Li Zhiqing was shocked.

He was ready to be sighed by You Chuan, but he did not expect that You Chuan's breath would suddenly warm up.

Li Zhiqing turned his head instinctively, trying to free his ears, but as soon as he turned his head and met You Chuan's eyes at close range, the tips of his nose almost touched each other.

At that moment, Li Zhiqing felt that his heart was going to explode.

When being overly shocked, people can't even do conditioned reflexes. Li Zhiqing froze and stared at You Chuan, vaguely feeling that their breaths were glued together.

The first thought that struck him was that a little further, he and You Chuan seemed to be able to kiss each other.

You Chuan was also taken aback, but he quickly came back to his senses, and then swept down and traced the shape of the opponent's lips at a glance.

Like Li Zhiqing, he didn't think about whether he would get together a little further, he just wanted to bit his lips.

——Bite it directly.

As soon as this thought came out, the owner of the lips backed away.

Li Zhiqing stared at You Chuan in shock, his throat seemed to be firmly grasped by the hot breath, and his breathing was a little unsmooth for a while.

...Too exciting, too exciting from the eighteenth generation of his ancestors, he almost couldn't stand it at his young age.

Li Zhiqing blinked and blinked in a daze. He didn't remember what the two had just said, so he had to say dryly: "...What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly."

You Chuan didn't remember for a moment. He was silent for a few seconds just about to speak. Li Zhiqing patted his forehead: "Did you say you don't know?"

Regardless, first nod, as if to say this.

Seeing You Chuan nodded, Li Zhiqing finally found the rhythm of the conversation: "No, you are not..." He paused and hesitated. Finally, he gritted his teeth and leaned over, and said softly, "You are not here. Do you live in the sky? Have you never seen them use magic?"

Besides, You Chuan himself is an old god, he should know what his spells are like.

"I don't know." You Chuan replied.

"...I don't know or haven't seen it." Li Zhiqing said again.

You Chuan looked at him: "Maybe I have seen it, but I don't know."

Have seen but don't know?

Li Zhiqing smiled: "I have seen it before. What might I have seen?"

"I did not notice."

Li Zhiqing: "..."

This is a bit headstrong.

"I didn't pay attention...?" Li Zhiqing asked tentatively.

You Chuan said lightly: "Not interested."

Li Zhiqing: "..."

It can be said to be very willful.

From this point of view, it is understandable that You Chuan can't remember other people's names. As long as he is not interested in his heart, even if the gods fight face-to-face, he will not take it seriously. Tang Shunshi is lucky to be remembered by You Chuan. Up.

Li Zhiqing was full of emotion for Tang Shunshi and was a little bit happy, but You Chuan could say his full name.

"Then you should always remember what it was like to fight yourself?" Li Zhiqing felt beautiful in his heart, and even his tone of voice became beautiful.

You Chuan recalled a little, and nodded.

It's been a long time since he had a good fight with anyone, or in other words, no one had dared to fight a good fight with him for a long time.

Li Zhiqing became curious: "Do you have any fairy artifacts or something?"

"No."

"Only use magic?" Li Zhiqing changed his mouth after finishing, "...Xianshu?"

"No need to."

"Then how did you fight?"

You Chuan didn't speak, only raised one hand, slowly gathered his five fingers, and then squeezed hard.

Li Zhiqing looked at his hand: "...Do you fight melee?"

A little disappointed, the dragons he watched on TV called for the wind and the rain, and thundered at people.

"Ok."

"Then if they hit you with a magic weapon, wouldn't it hurt you?" Li Zhiqing frowned.

You Chuan laughed: "No one has beaten me with those." He paused, and added, "All those who fought me were hand-to-hand combat."

"None of them are used for legal instruments?" Li Zhiqing asked.

"No."

"why?"

You Chuan remembered it for a long time this time, as if he was about to dig out a little less garbage from the garbage dump: "They are afraid of me."

Li Zhiqing: "..."

Emotional combat is much better than magical skills.

Li Zhiqing still didn't understand where the melee combat was so powerful. Later, he told Tang Shunshi this paragraph, and Tang Shunshi laughed and scolded him as a idiot. At that time, he realized that the melee combat he wanted was nothing like the melee combat that You Chuan said.

To put it simply, ordinary gods beat flesh and bones, and ancient gods beat spirits. If You Chuan takes a claw seriously, it will basically be completely useless. Even the six reincarnations are directly saved. Who is thinking about it? Only when you die thoroughly can you dare to ignore the old gods of this level.

The front screen was playing to the place where the fairy Qiaoxiao Yanran was dancing with streamers. Li Zhiqing stared at the front two eyes, cleared his throat and asked You Chuan: "Are all the little fairy daughters in the sky particularly beautiful?"

You Chuan answered without interruption: "I don't know."

Li Zhiqing felt very refreshed inexplicably, he liked this kind of one question and three questions.

He didn't say a word: "That's a fairy, don't you know what looks good."

"Yes," You Chuan looked at him, "you look good."

Li Zhiqing met his gaze and looked over, pulling down the corner of his mouth that was about to fly. It took a lot of effort to put on a calm expression, but the corners of his eyes curled up uncontrollably.

You Chuan looked at his bright and dazzling eyes that were still pressing for a smile. He smiled softly and emphasized: "Really."

The two of them sat side by side, their eyes interchanged, and a bright light flashed in their hearts at the same time.

——There is a show.

The author has something to say: Li Zhiqing: I have to figure out how to take this old guy down.

You Chuan: I think I know how to slowly take down my wife again.

Husband: Nice~

I beg you to hurry up together, OK?