Chinese 2006 starts with the Beijing Film Academy Art Examination

The curtains at home were of good quality. The quiet and peaceful sunshine of the late autumn afternoon was blocked out. Only the screen in the living room reflected the cool blue and white and faint light.

When Yang Lingyue's arms stretched out from behind and hugged her slender waist, Yang Mi felt itchy. The place where her hands were placed on her waist was itchy, and her hot breath sprayed on her waist and her heart was itchy.

Yang Mi restrained herself and breathed slowly, and her slightly stiff body became soft.

The performances of the two handsome men Heath Ledger and Jack Gyllenhaal on the TV screen could not attract her attention at all.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Lingyue's arms around her loosened, and Yang Mi turned down the TV again.

Listening to the even breathing, Yang Mi kicked off her slippers, slowly turned around and lay down, her eyes were full of fresh youth, without the old-fashioned feeling when she was sober.

Close your eyes, and breathe in the faint smell of sweat and soap mixed into your nose. Damn, how can it smell so good!

Yang Mi vaguely caught a picture in his mind. In the summer on campus, on the oversaturated playground, Yang Lingyue, who was wearing camouflage uniform, had sweat on his forehead and just drank a sip of water. The sun was bright that day and he was smiling at her.

"Bad guy."

Yang Mi murmured, then grabbed Yang Lingyue's hand and put it on his waist, and moved closer.

Yang Lingyue felt a little hot and his chest was still a little wet. He opened his eyes and saw Yang Mi sleeping on his chest.

Shaking his head, he still felt unreal. It seemed that he was forced to confess by this girl today, so why should he be polite.

"Hmm."

Yang Mi opened his eyes and met those beautiful eyes.

"Take advantage of someone's misfortune."

Maybe because he just woke up, his nasal tone was heavier and his voice was full of milk.

"Now that you're awake, I'm going to continue."

Yang Lingyue smiled, then pinched his waist with both hands and exerted a little force, and Yang Mi fell on him.

Yang Mi struggled to laugh: "Haha, don't move your hands, it's itchy."

"Hmm."

After a while, Yang Mi suddenly opened her eyes, her lips parted, and Yang Mi sat up with her hands and said angrily:

"Not honest at all."

"Take it off, silicone is so airtight." Yang Lingyue laughed.

"I forgot, it's really uncomfortable." Yang Mi reached into her collar and pulled out two lumps.

"Continue?" Yang Lingyue looked at the fake breasts thrown on the coffee table and smiled.

"You are beautiful."

Yang Mi rolled his eyes at Yang Lingyue, then stood up and opened the curtains.

"Yang Lingyue, what do you usually do on weekends?"

"Writing, painting, playing guitar, watching movies, writing film reviews, or busy with filming." Yang Lingyue stretched and replied.

"It seems that today is still your most leisurely day." Yang Mi frowned and said after listening.

"Having a girlfriend is still quite leisurely." Yang Lingyue said.

"Hehe, when someone asks you in the future, just say that you confessed first, got it?" Yang Mi raised an eyebrow and said.

"It was obviously you who forced me, I was forced." Yang Lingyue said innocently.

"Ahhhhhhhhh, no, it's too embarrassing." Yang Mi shouted while rushing over with his teeth and claws bared.

Quite cute.

The two did not go out for the whole afternoon. Yang Mi helped Yang Lingyue wash clothes, um, using the washing machine.

In the master bedroom.

"Why do you have two pillows at home?" Yang Mi asked curiously.

"My quilt is still a double quilt." Yang Lingyue said calmly.

In the second bedroom.

"Has anyone slept in the second bedroom?"

"Not since I moved in."

"Oh, then it will be my room from now on." Yang Mi said righteously.

"Okay, I'll move in with you later." Yang Lingyue nodded and said.

"Hehe, you wish, I'll come when I don't have classes during the day. By the way, give me a key later." Yang Mi hummed.

"Why, you're not happy?" Yang Mi didn't hear a positive answer, and looked back at Yang Lingyue who was leaning against the door frame and asked.

"Do you know why I moved out of the dormitory?" Yang Lingyue asked.

"Don't worry, Director Yang, I won't disturb your solitary creation." Yang Mi said in a long tone.

In the end, he gave Yang Mi a key that Yu Li didn't take away, and had to find a house for Yu Li nearby.

Thinking of Yu Li, Yang Lingyue suddenly felt a little bored.

It was just bored, no guilt, whether it was Yang Mi in front of him or Yu Li in Longcheng.

"Mi Mi."

Yang Lingyue called out to Yang Mi who was humming an unknown song and hanging clothes on the balcony.

"What?" Yang Mi turned around and looked at Yang Lingyue and asked coquettishly.

"Nothing."

"If you have something to do, just do it, don't worry about me." Yang Mi smiled and said.

"Oh."

Yang Lingyue shook his head, went to the study, and began to sort out the shooting plan of "Curved Surface" to check for omissions.

Yang Mi was thinking about what she should move here. After all, there are a lot of clothes and cosmetics for girls. She could bring some of them here, so she wouldn't have to bring them here every now and then.

At this time, Yang Mi found the guitar standing on the side of the sofa. Well, she would ask her boyfriend to play a song for her later.

She picked it up and saw the handwritten English on the back. She looked carefully and saw that it was Lilian.

Her heart skipped a beat. The handwriting was so delicate, and it was a woman's English name.

Slowly putting it down, glancing at Yang Lingyue who was writing and drawing in the study, Yang Mi tiptoed to the master bedroom, picked up the pillow and smelled it, and opened the wardrobe and bedside table.

After coming out, he went to the bathroom and opened the cabinets above and below the sink.

"Am I overthinking?"

The sun gradually set in the west until it fell.

Yang Lingyue came out of the study and saw Yang Mi watching TV quietly.

"Sorry, I forgot the time when I was busy." Yang Lingyue sat over and said.

"It's okay. Well, Lingyue, where did you buy that guitar?" Yang Mi looked curious.

"Longcheng, what's wrong?" Yang Lingyue asked puzzledly.

"How many girlfriends have you had before?" Yang Mi asked.

"Why are you asking these questions." Yang Lingyue didn't know how to answer this question.

"Oh, I promise I'm not angry, I'm just curious." Yang Mi moved to Yang Lingyue's side, hugged his arms and shook.

"One."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Lingyue's face was held by Yang Mi's hands, and the two looked into each other's eyes.

"Really?"

"Really."

"What's his name?"

"Bai Yang."

"Haha, you're so cute."

Yang Mi looked at Yang Lingyue's pouting mouth because of the pressure from his hands, and as he spoke, he moved his head and pecked.

"Go get dressed, let's go out for dinner." Yang Mi then said.

After the two of them walked out of the unit hand in hand, Yang Mi suddenly asked, "Who is Lilian?"