Transforming Into A Slender Junior Sister, Stretching And Molding Inside

It's a tow-style motorhome, it's not big, it's minimalist, there's no control area, there's just a bed, a table that can be folded into a bed, a toilet, and two small sofas.

Even the kitchen area is external - but there is no need for this, the crew will provide box lunches.

The conditions are already quite good, which filming person will even match Wu Ti with an RV, and he is not willing to live where to live

, and he is on call? However, there don't seem to be many people in this crew, and even the scenes have just begun to be arranged, and I haven't seen a single actor or the like, listening to Brother Zhang's meaning, it seems that the leading actors are filming another scene abroad, and they will shoot here soon.

And Yu Yingshu and Wen Dongyang's task is to be martial arts stand-ins for the two popular traffic stars who made cameos, and together they were only a few minutes of footage.

If

it's not for the arrogance of the crew, there are ghosts here.

It's a pity that just like the big boss of Bai Yunjian, he can't ask the reason at all, Brother Zhang only knows that this is arranged by the upper echelons of the company, and he has no right to ask.

The two chatted from the crew to the movie, from the movie to the sect, from the sect to the task, during which Yu Yingshu also specially found an ancient Xianxia drama to show Wen Dongyang, but the result was evaluated as exaggerated and unrealistic special effects.

From late afternoon until late at night.

Finally, there was nothing to talk about.

"Sleep?" Wen Dongyang pulled the zipper of his down jacket.

The air conditioning in the RV is extremely ineffective, and even if the thin iron sheet is filled with thick velvet, it is not enough to withstand the low temperature outside.

Theoretically, the disciples of the Vast City were able to withstand this level of cold. But both of them are still cotton clothes and cotton pants, wrapping themselves like balls.

"Sleep. Not to be outdone, Yu Yingshu directly ripped off the down jacket, then the belt and cotton pants were done in one go, wearing a shirt and pants and taking the lead in the quilt of the big bed, winning the first place, and stretched out a finger from the quilt: "You sleep on the table." The

table can be folded into a small bed, and the two of them who have nothing to do have already studied the principle of this principle, and even the appropriate mattress is found in the RV cabinet and put aside.

Wen Dongyang, who didn't grab a good position, pretended to be indignant, and began to fiddle with the table resignedly, watching the girl's pretty face and plain hands poking out the futon, imagining that there was actually no clothes underneath.

Of course this is not possible... Under

the thick bedding, the girl began to squirm constantly.

"What are you doing, itchy skin is about to grow hair?" Wen Dongyang asked strangely.

Yu Yingshu said honestly: "I am used to sleeping naked. "

What boy who wants freedom and doesn't want restraint can sleep with his clothes on!"

she said, tossing her shirt out, followed by her underpants.

Now it's a dream come true.

Wen Dongyang suddenly felt his mouth dry, hurriedly lowered his head, and focused on disassembling and assembling the table.

It's just that the original well-studied mechanism buckle is now unable to find the direction.

Once again, the assembly was made more difficult.

Yu Yingshu quickly raised his hand and closed the switch located at the far right end of the RV bed, and the car was suddenly plunged into darkness.

It's just that Wen Dongyang, with the reaction speed and sharp eyes of Jian Xiu, still rushed to get a full view of the girl turning off the lights before the lights were turned off.

She stretched out her arms, turned her head sideways, and stared at the switch seriously, half of her shoulders were like the most oiled ivory, condensed like fat jade reflecting soft light, and then the thickness that drooped down was half covered by a corner half-covered and half-hidden... And so on....

Sure

enough, after the lights went out, the black sports bra was thrown to the bottom of the bed.

You don't even have to take this off!!You trust me too much!!Wen

Dongyang, with his peerless talent for sword cultivation, worked hard to control the sword and forcibly suppressed the sword's autonomous consciousness, but he declared a failure, so he could only slowly squat down and deal with the demons in the style of hiding the sword.

But fortunately, after the first I don't know how many attempts, the buckle of the table finally reopened, and the boy let out a long breath, spread the mattress on it, and turned over and pulled up the quilt.

"You don't take off your clothes?"

"I don't take it off. Wen Dongyang closed his eyes.

The crew is weird, what they have to deal with is still demon cultivators, if you sleep defenseless, who will protect you?

Thinking like this, he flattened an empty mineral water bottle in half and put it under the pillow.

In this way, every time I shake my head, there will be a slight crackling sound underneath, which is enough to keep my already tense self from sleeping too hard.

The inside of the RV returned to calm, and only a hint of the faint smell of a female wafted on the tip of Wen Dongyang's nose, stimulating his taste buds.

The sound of decoration in the ancient temple has not yet subsided, and it seems that the entire crew is planning to work overtime overnight to complete the scene, and the sound of the electric drill repairing is endless, coming from the side of the RV.

On the other side of the RV is the mountains and jungle, and there are a few occasional thuds.

Coupled with the plastic bottle under the pillow, Wen Dongyang slept very unporcelain.

Half-asleep and half-awake, he heard the movement of getting up and getting out of bed, and the footsteps were very familiar, so he asked in a relieved and drowsy voice: "Why are you going?"

The little girl seemed to be startled, and was silent for a long time, before she replied in a whisper: "Go to the toilet..."

It's nowhere near as good as the one it used to be.

Wen Dongyang listened to the sparse sound, turned over safely, and snored softly.

Now that this Nizi has woken up, I will take this opportunity to sleep for a while.

It wasn't until he vaguely heard the gentle footsteps back to the bed that he suddenly came back to his senses and beat his chest in remorse.

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