Chapter 24

The second time.

Qiu An's fingers stayed on Ranlong's lips a little longer.

Just as I was about to leave, I felt a light push from my fingertips.

The peaks of her lips moved upwards, and she gave Qiu An's fingers an extremely gentle kiss.

Her mind was on the verge of losing its composure. Qiu An hastily withdrew her hand and took several soft steps back. It was not until her back hit the wardrobe that she came to her senses and looked at herself, feeling a little amused.

She really likes dyeing.

I like someone so much that it takes a lot of effort to control myself.

It’s a pity that Ranlong doesn’t know, and it’s a pity that Ranlong hates her.

Ranlong was a very smart person. She was more perceptive than many people and saw through her own sinister and cunning villain. Although she said that she had never used Ranlong, she still used the most despicable means to get her kiss, her first kiss, for her own selfish desires.

Originally, it should have been enough to stop here. She didn't deserve such a good person.

But when she imagined Ranlong with someone else, she shook her head and couldn't accept it.

She met too many people along the way.

The more she gets along with different people, the more she likes to get close to them.

Ranlong must either live freely or belong to her.

After calming her heartbeat, Qiu An knew she couldn't stay in this room with someone else any longer. She was afraid she would lose control and do something she would regret.

Qiu An turned off the bedside lamp, went to the balcony to smoke a cigarette, and washed up again.

After returning to his room, Qiu An took out "Wind over Cedar" and sprayed it on the quilt twice before he crawled in with peace of mind and fell asleep peacefully in the fragrant scent.

The next morning, Ranlong found that Qiu An was not in bed. He didn't think much about it and just thought that she had gotten up early and left.

When she felt her bra hanging loosely on her shoulders, she didn't think much of it and just thought it had accidentally come open while she was sleeping.

Ranlong received a schedule change notice from the coordinator early in the morning. It was indeed as Qiu An said. The original scene was changed to the kissing scene in Yu Youxuan's studio.

Although Qiu An assured her many times that the filming today would go smoothly, Ranlong was still skeptical.

After all, the kiss the day before still wasn't in the mood, and we didn't make any effort the night we slept together... probably not. Never mind, don't think about it too much, the more you think about it, the more scared you get.

After putting on makeup and changing clothes, I arrived at the set and found Qiu An already waiting there.

When Qiu An saw Ran approaching, he walked over to her calmly and asked her calmly, "When we start filming later, can you stick out your tongue when I kiss you?"

Ran Long was startled when he heard this. He shrank his neck and looked around like a thief. He was relieved when he found that no one noticed what Qiu An said.

She hesitated, thinking that she had initiated the French kiss yesterday, and now she was saying she wanted to refuse, which didn't feel good, right?

"Okay, whatever you want, as long as I can pass." Ranlong agreed.

She prepared herself mentally: just think of it as a favor to the cabbage for the smooth progress of the filming.

…

She didn't say she was a pig. If the cabbages were planted too densely, they would push against each other.

…

She didn't say she wanted to push Qiu An. It was just one cabbage, but she was unilaterally pushing another cabbage.

…

The first time is new, the second time is familiar. Ranlong sat on the sofa and skillfully unbuttoned her shirt, revealing the black bra underneath.

The machine was in place, Qiu An held her shoulders, lifted one of his long legs, and sat on her.

The frequent negative distance interactions in the past few days seemed to have taken effect. Ranlong looked at Qiu An's face approaching and smelled the pleasant fragrance on her body, and his heart stopped beating so fast.

Very satisfied with the dyeing.

After all, she just wanted to finish filming this scene well, let the movie move forward, and get the other half of the salary.

According to the description in the script, Qiu An reached out his hand and brushed across Ranlong's waist and abdomen, unbuttoning the three bra buttons under her clothes.

This time, her hands had been warmed with hot water beforehand, so they weren't as cold. But the subtle touch on her waist still made her fine hairs stand on end.

Why does it still feel this way? It must be the itch. It must be. She has naturally sensitive skin.

The next second, Qiu An's kiss came as expected.

But it was much moister, softer and hotter than I had imagined.

Yu Youxuan's tongue came out from her red lips and brushed against Shen Zixin's lower lip neither lightly nor heavily.

Ranlong felt that his brain, cerebellum and brain stem shrank into a singularity at that moment.

She didn't dare utter a single sound, letting the tingling sensation creep up her scalp. Within a single frame, her pristine white ears had turned a deep red, and the tips of her ears seemed to be churning with blood, ready to burst through the skin and gush out.

The lips were wet, and the licked area flashed for a frame before quickly disappearing from the camera.

Yu Youxuan used her tongue to pry open Shen Zixin's lips and teeth, wantonly attacking and plundering inside his mouth. It seemed chaotic and random, but in fact, each attack hit Ranlong's heart.

Wave after wave, warmth surged from my belly, and the strong physiological reaction was like a typhoon making landfall, with waves of sand, leaves and loud cheers coming over me.

Ranlong was filled with shame and tried to fight back, but Qiu An, who was pressing on her, did not give in at all. He held her body and did not give her any chance to breathe or stop.

Ranlong used to think that breathing was a human instinct, and that saying that one could forget about breathing after kissing was all pretentious nonsense.

Only now did she realize that a kiss from someone could actually produce such a strong suffocating feeling.

It was as if if the director hadn't called for a stop, she would have been killed by Qiu An.

The shot should have stopped here, but there was no sound from Yuan Chengyin for a long time.

Ranlong doesn't want to act anymore.

She really needed a glass of ice water at this moment. It should slide through her mouth that was messed up by Qiu An, roll through her esophagus covered with sticky saliva, and preferably rush into her abdominal cavity. She urgently wanted to extinguish the impulse in her body.

No matter what, this person...

It’s Qiu An.

How could she feel sexual impulse towards Qiu An...

Ranlong tried to push Qiu An's shoulders, but she had no strength in her hands. Such a light push seemed like flirting.

She had no choice but to resort to knocking.

Ranlong originally thought that it was just a kissing scene and there was no need to come up with any...safe words.

Yu Youxuan finally felt her movements and slowed down until she stopped. Ran Long took the opportunity to push her.

Their lips parted, Yu Youxuan lost her balance and swayed on Shen Zixin's body.

Shen Zixin seemed worried again, so he gently pulled her and steady her body.

Shen Zixin gasped for breath, and it took him a long time to recover. He said in a deep voice: "Hurry up and paint. I'll leave when you're done."

When Yuan Chengyin heard this line that did not belong to this shot, he suddenly came to his senses and quickly shouted "cut".

Qiu An silently got off Ranlong's body.

For a moment, the shed was eerily silent.

Anyone who farts loudly at this time will be embarrassed until the day he dies.

After an unknown amount of time, the photographer suddenly stammered, "Oh, no, sorry, I forgot to press pause."

As soon as the voice fell, the staff present breathed a sigh of relief as if they had been freed from the immobilization spell.

I just got the control of my body back, but everyone seems to be unable to adapt.

"Snap." Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and the stage manager blushed and bent down to pick up the clapperboard that had fallen to the ground.

"Boom." Suddenly, there was another muffled sound. The sound engineer blushed and silently pulled back the boom microphone that was sticking to the ceiling.

"Ahem." Yuan Chengyin remembered he was the director and finally began to take control of the situation. "You guys... come over and watch the replay first."

Yuan Chengyin's "you" usually refers to Ranlong and Qiu An, but after this order, everyone present gathered around, which made Ranlong feel a little uncomfortable.

Teasing, involving, and lingering.

One releases his desire through attack, the other dodges but also caters to it. All the micro-expressions are captured by the camera, and they all fit the characters perfectly.

"Hmm...very good~Hmm...very good~This one is fine!"

The staff were about to applaud and cheer, but they saw Ranlong's brows were furrowed. The sound of cheering slipped to the tip of their lips, but they bit their lips hard and dared not let it out.

Ranlong asked unhappily, "You're quite capable, aren't you? What about the last two days? Were you pretending? Acting? Playing tricks on me?"

"No." Qiu An responded calmly, "Thanks to you, a good teacher, I can imitate so well."

The people present had no idea what they had been through in the past two days, but they could hear some clues from the conversation; coupled with the gossip that spread throughout the crew that the two not only lived in the same room, but also got in the same RV yesterday, it made them even more imaginative.

After hearing what Qiu An said, Ran Long was furious. He didn't care how many uninformed ears were around him and said without restraint:

"So you keep putting on that expression to seduce me, just to make me—"

Ranlong ignored the question and just randomly gathered a word in his mind and blurted out: "Stir up the animal nature so that you can imitate it?"

What seduction... what bestiality...

The staff who caught these obscene words blushed with embarrassment.

Is this what they can hear if they don’t hand in their wages…?

Even Yuan Chengyin couldn't believe what she was hearing. She was happy that they were practicing diligently, but she hadn't expected it to go this far. She turned around, wanting to explain something to the staff members present at the gossip scene, but she didn't know what to say.

When Qiu An heard what Ranlong said, his eyes widened with a look of surprise: "No, that's not the case."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Ran Long said impatiently, "That's all you can say no matter what I say. Since we've already gotten through this, I won't pursue this matter with you anymore. This won't happen again."

Qiu An nodded hesitantly.

Yuan Chengyin and the staff also nodded.

…

The shooting in the room was finished and when we were about to leave, we suddenly heard a series of sounds, such as "Ouch, don't push me," mixed together and faded away.

Ranlong pushed open the door and saw a group of crew members facing the wall. Their number was no less than the number of people who came to see her embarrass herself on the first day.

It's easy to guess what these people are looking at.

It was Sister Hou who was the first to rush forward, tears welling in her eyes. She held Ranlong's hand, almost sobbing: "Is this scene over? We don't have to go home, right?"

"What's going on? It's like I'm going to be eliminated from a talent show." Ranlong patted Sister Hou's hand, signaling her to rest assured.

"Woo woo, I just heard them say that if this scene doesn't go well, the crew will be disbanded! It's fine as long as it passes, it's fine as long as it passes!"

When Yuan Chengyin heard this, her face darkened. She asked Sister Hou, "Who told you this?"

Sister Hou looked at the members who were still facing the wall. These people quietly and collectively turned their eyes to the photographer, sound engineer and script supervisor who had not been cleared out.

Now, it was the turn of these three people to face the wall.

Fortunately, this leak was harmless. Having just finished chewing a hard bone, Yuan Chengyin didn't want to punish them and spoil the fun, so he said helplessly, "That's a good leak. Don't spread it again next time."

The three of them nodded vigorously.

Ranlong nudged Qiu An with his elbow and whispered, "Hey, your joke, your joke."

"My meme? My what meme?"

"You shouldn't go up and ask Yuan Chengyin," Ranlong imitated Qiu An, putting on a serious, doubtful, and unworldly expression, "Is the message going well?"

"I'm not that boring."

“…”

What's wrong with this woman? She turned against me right after filming the kissing scene?