Xiao Li didn't hear the deep meaning of her words, and continued: "The weather here is hot and there are many mosquitoes, and the conditions are very poor. It will be fine when we change venues."

Hearing him take the initiative to mention this, Nan Yuan asked, "How long will the filming here take?"

"Director Tang originally expected it to be a month, but our brother Yan is very good. Many scenes have been passed in one go, and the reserved fighting time has been shortened a lot. Now brother Yan has filmed the last few fight scenes. These last few scenes The show is a group show with many characters, so it will take some time, but I estimate that it will be about seven or eight days before we can change venues.”

"Seven or eight days..."

After Nan Yuan murmured, her eyes fell on the general in the play, and she raised her eyebrows slightly, "Enough is enough."

Thinking of this, Nan Yuan's eyes suddenly shifted from Yan Zhenxing to the assassin leader who was playing against him.

Yan Zhenxing and the assassin will have a group scene first, and then he will have a close combat scene with the assassin leader.

So the assassin leader has a lot of scenes.

Being able to play against Yan Zhen is naturally a veteran, and his skills are very good.

This powerful actor is called Lei Gang, and he is not yet thirty-five years old. The standard tough guy image is just a square face, which does not conform to the mainstream aesthetics, and is destined to be used as a foil.

But even as a foil, Lei Gang is also a golden supporting role, and he has won the best supporting actor more than once.

Now, Lei Gang was wearing a night clothes, covering his face with a face towel, only revealing a pair of ruthless eyes, coupled with the sturdy figure that was slightly inferior to Yan Zhenxing, he looked extraordinarily stylish.

Nan Yuan's gaze stayed on this man for a long time.

She did it on purpose.

"Crack!" Director Tang shouted suddenly, "Zhenxing, those moves were a bit stuck, you and Lei Gang do it again?"

Yan Zhenxing nodded at him, "Yes, I didn't act well just now."

While speaking, Yan Zhenxing seemed to glance at Nan Yuan.

Nan Yuan slightly hooked her lips.

After a day of shooting, Yan Zhenxing, as usual, said hello to everyone and got in the car, then closed his eyes and fell asleep in his exclusive seat.

But this time, after the car had been running for a long time, he suddenly noticed something was wrong.

The rear seats are too quiet.

In the past, Xiao Li and the woman would sit behind him and whisper, and he was the one who talked the most.

They thought they were speaking in a low voice, but in fact, he heard them all, and heard them clearly.

Now there is only Xiao Li's yawn in the back row.

A little further away, there were conversations between Gao Ninglu and the others, but the woman was absent.

He didn't even hear his breathing.

Yan Zhenxing frowned and thought for a moment, and finally turned his head to look back.

The seat behind him was empty.

Seeing him looking at the seat next to him, Xiao Li yawned back and took the initiative to explain: "Today, the field manager has to sort out some props. Xiao An stayed to help in order to thank the field manager for making her room."

Yan Zhenxing snorted and didn't ask any further questions, but the moment he turned his head, the corners of his mouth tensed into a straight line.

Is it not him who should be thanked for this kind of thing?

It was he who said hello to the director of the field, and the other party arranged a single room for her...

Yan Zhenxing found that he was really not very good at seducing women.

Many people say that he just stands there and doesn't have to do anything, and women will be attracted by his demeanor and temperament.

He did so, but received less than satisfactory results.

Maybe the woman had enough time and patience to deal with him, but he didn't like the slow pace.

No matter what he did, after Yan Zhenxing aimed at the target, he grabbed the prey quickly and accurately, or shredded it directly.

With him, many things are not worth his time and energy.

For example, a woman who knows she is a trap.

Yan Zhenxing was thinking, his eyes became extremely dark...

By the time Nan Yuan helped the staff of the field affairs team sort out the things, they had already staggered from the first train that Yan Zhenxing left for a full hour.

After returning to the town, Nan Yuan and a few staff members went outside to have a lively supper, and then returned to the guest house unhurriedly.

When she walked to the door, Nan Yuan had just opened the doorknob when a big palm suddenly stretched out from the crack of the door.

The big palm suddenly grabbed the woman's wrist and dragged the person in.

With a bang, the door was shut.

Before Nan Yuan could say a word, a tall figure pressed her against the door.

The scorching hot male breath enveloped her instantly.

In the darkness, a pair of dark eyes emitting a dim light locked on her, like a beast locking on a prey with nowhere to hide.

"Why did you come back so late?" The man's voice was low.

"Go to dinner with Brother Wang and the others. Brother Yan won't like the dinner of little people."

"Which brother Wang? It's only been a few days, and you have so many brothers in your mouth?" The man's voice contained a hint of displeasure, he suddenly raised his hand, and the pulp of his thumb slipped from the woman's delicate lips run over.

Nan Yuan wanted to move his hand away, but as soon as his hand was raised, he was caught by the man and pressed his fingers against the wall again.

Only this time, after the man inserted his ten fingers with thin calluses into the woman's tender fingers, he rubbed the pulp of his fingers ambiguous and thin several times.

Nan Yuan suddenly asked, "How is it? Are my hands smooth and without any calluses?"

Yan Zhenxing clasped her ten fingers and stiffened slightly, and was silent for a full minute before replying in a low voice: "Very smooth and delicate, there is no cocoon of holding a knife all the year round, nor a cocoon of holding a gun all the year round. I like very much."

He'd checked it twice, and there was nothing wrong with it.

So he didn't understand, why did the other party send a weak and weak woman over?

Do they really think that this beauty doesn't need to use a knife and a gun, just use a beauty trick to kill him?

besides--

She is so weak and boneless, she can't even feel a few muscles, how can she climb up the nearly 100 meters of Wangtianshu with such physical fitness?

Yan Zhenxing discovered more and more mysteries in this woman.

"Miss An, your real name is An Jin?"

"It's genuine. What else do you want to ask Mr. Yan?"

"Why didn't you keep looking at me today?" When Yan Zhenxing said this, he leaned down and got very close to the woman.

The two were breathless.

Nan Yuan smelled the strong masculinity on the other person's body. She was not ashamed. Instead, she chuckled and asked, "Why do I have to look at you all the time? Mr. Yan didn't even give me a look."

"I don't dare to look at you." Yan Zhenxing's voice just fell, and his body was pressed towards her for a few minutes, so tight that he could measure the curvature and softness of a woman with his hard and strong chest muscles.

The hot breath that belongs to men is being released in groups.

Even through two layers of clothing, it is not difficult to feel that the man's body is like a hot stove, which is a bit terrifyingly hot.

"Since that night, you have always appeared in my mind. I want to press you on my chest like now, I want to taste your delicate lips again, and I want to..."

Yan Zhenxing let out a thick breath, his voice was too low and **** in the dark room, "I don't dare to look at you, I'm afraid I can't control myself."