Chapter 54

Do you like Qiu An?

Yuan Chengyin's words kept echoing in Ranlong's mind.

She had been wondering about this for the past few days, but had never dared to ask herself. Now that Yuan Chengyin had brought this question to the surface for her, she had no choice but to think about it carefully.

Ranlong sat in his room for a long time.

She was thinking about the answer to this question. But after thinking for a while, she felt that it was awkward to like Qiu An, so she had to let it go for a while.

So, during the hour she was trying to think, she was in a daze for a total of fifty minutes.

Ranlong shook his head and finally denied it.

Just like Sister Hou said, being physically compatible with someone cannot be simply equated with spiritual liking and compatibility.

She was 24 years old and had never experienced the pleasure of skin-to-skin contact. Until recently, she finally experienced it, and it was normal to indulge in it for a while.

She calls this impulse "curiosity hunting."

The pursuit of novelty was an impulse, but what really attracted her was the joy that reached her soul whenever she was close to Qiu An. It made her feel comfortable and relaxed.

When they kissed, it seemed as if there were only the two of them left in the world, two people who had no grudges or barriers between them, who only relied on each other and dispelled each other's loneliness.

When she was close to Qiu An, it was like watching a wonderful TV series, or an exquisite and delicious dessert that made people want to watch it again and again.

Besides, Qiu An seems to like being close to her, but that doesn’t mean that Qiu An likes her, right?

She had simply been a simple and law-abiding good citizen for a long time and had not yet developed the habit of separating the body and the mind, which was why she minded that Qiu An was thinking about someone else while they were having sex.

Give her some time and she'll get used to it.

She wanted to do it again. This time she had to see it through to the end.

Anyway, it's good for everyone if we adapt as quickly as possible, right?

She was too lazy to find excuses to meet Qiu An. The excuses she found were so poor anyway, and going with an excuse would not cover up anything.

I simply washed my hands and knocked on Qiu An's door.

Even if she came with nothing and was wet, Qiu An would let her in.

"Are you free now? I want to do it with you." Ranlong asked her straight to the point, even though there was still a little hesitation, it was no big deal.

She seemed to grow bolder in front of Qiu An. Not in the way that she would say rude things to her, but she felt less burdened when expressing her desires.

Maybe Qiu An set a good example for her.

"I haven't taken a shower yet." There were a lot of outdoor scenes today, and Qiu An also climbed the stairs. She was sweating a lot, and she felt a little disgusted with herself.

"It doesn't matter." Ranlong said, "If you are worried about dirtying the bed, you can come to my place."

"Wait for me to take a shower first, okay?"

"No."

Ranlong took Qiu An's hand and wanted to take her to her room, but Qiu An, who was always obedient, did not let her pull her.

Feeling the resistance from his hand, Ranlong realized that he had gone too far. When he softened his attitude and wanted to let go, he heard Qiu An say, "If you don't mind, I don't mind either."

Ran Long tightened her grip in a good mood and pulled Qiu An into her arms. At this moment, she was completely helpless. Even without exerting much strength, she bumped into Ran Long head-on.

"oops."

Ranlong let out a soft cry, hooked his heels to close the door, and hugged her and went to the bed impatiently.

When it was time to undress, Qiu An turned off all the lights as usual.

Ranlong didn't say anything at the moment, but while he was flirting with the girls in front of the Water Curtain Cave, he took advantage of Qiu An's inattention and turned on the light again with his free hand.

Well, she's always been very self-centered. Sure enough, she couldn't quite accept being someone else's meal replacement.

Since Qiu An always gave in to her, why couldn't she do so? If she couldn't adapt, could Qiu An not adapt too? After all, Qiu An was also an actor, a better actor than her. Even if she could see her face, she could easily mistake her for someone else.

As if in revenge, Ranlong pressed a button and turned on all the lights in the room.

Without warning, the light entered Qiu An's eyes, hit her naked upper body, and hit the back of Ranlong who was crawling there.

Shame permeated every inch of her skin and every strand of her hair. Qiu An groaned and hurriedly raised her arms to cover her red face.

When she raised her hand, her armpit, like a piece of unpolished jade, suddenly appeared before Ranlong's eyes.

Ranlong's eyes lit up and he was immediately attracted to the slightly concave area.

How could a place I'd never noticed be so tempting? She remembered a scene from a classic gay film and suddenly wanted to taste it. The little hillock she'd been tossing in her mouth for so long suddenly lost its fragrance. She relaxed her mouth and reached down under Qiu An's shoulder.

Sensing Ranlong's movements and realizing where her target was, Qiu An hurriedly pushed Ranlong's face away and whispered, "Wait a minute, I haven't showered!"

She spoke a little hurriedly, but it aroused Ranlong's excitement.

Qiu An didn't stop her from going there. He only cared about whether she took a shower or not.

"What's the big deal? It's just a little sweat, and it doesn't smell."

"no!"

Seeing Qiu An's resolute attitude, Ran Long said angrily, "Okay, next time."

Qiu An said nothing and acquiesced.

He actually acquiesced.

hey-hey.

"Stop covering your face. Do you think I'm not pretty? Even though I have a bad reputation, my looks won't fade with public opinion."

"No, no, it's not."

As Qiu An spoke, Ranlong fiddled with his hands with malicious intent. It took Qiu An a long time to finish these two simple words.

Qiu An denied it, but still didn't put his hand down.

"Hmm...if you love more than just the appearance, you would also like Yuan Chengyin if he looked like me, right? Whether the lights are on or not, imagine the person you see as someone else. You are the 'best actor'. Such a thing should not be difficult to do, right?"

Ranlong was talking nonsense. She couldn't see Qiu An's expression under her arms, nor did she know if she heard what she said clearly.

Feeling unhappy, Ranlong didn't give her any chance to answer.

All Qiu An gave her back were intermittent breathing and whispers.

At that moment, Qiu An didn't care about being embarrassed. He loosened his arms that were covering his red cheeks, put his arms around the woman's neck, and hugged her tightly.

The person in my arms was shaking violently, and even the gentlest movements were met with strong protests.

Ranlong didn't dare to continue, so he stopped and asked her softly: "What are you doing..."

Suddenly I realized something: "Here, here we are?"

There was unconcealable disbelief in his tone.

With Qiu An holding his neck, he couldn't raise his head to see her expression. All he could hear was her panting. Whether it was there or not was self-evident.

Ranlong pulled out his fingers, wiped them clean with the tissue on the bedside, and rubbed her head to comfort her.

When Qiu An gradually calmed down, Ran Long teased, "That was fast. I thought it would take longer."

For a moment, Qiu An didn't know how to answer her, and his usually clever mouth became clumsy.

She wasn't sure whether Ranlong was laughing at her, but she couldn't help feeling embarrassed and annoyed.

Qiu An patted her back lightly and retorted, "How do you know how long it will take? Are you experienced with this kind of thing?"

"Well, not really..."

But she instinctively felt that it should be longer than two minutes, right?

Two minutes? Not even two minutes, actually?

How come it's only two minutes? Two minutes wouldn't even be enough to warm up...

"But you have good skills," said Qiu An.

Now it was Ranlong's turn to feel shy.

How could she be praised for her skills the first time? Besides, she hadn't used any of the techniques she'd looked up, and she'd just been messing around, and Qiu An had mentioned it.

Don’t ask her why she wants to search for tips, she is just very competitive, isn’t that right?

But when she was really praised, she was not happy about it.

"Nonsense, you are too sensitive."

"Your technique is good."

"You're just too sensitive."

…

They talked back and forth for a while until Qiu Anxian felt it was childish, gave in, and hugged her and laughed.

Ranlong also hugged her and smiled softly.

He was reluctant to let go, as if as long as he didn't look into the other person's eyes, he could say anything without shame.

Now Ranlong understood the benefits of turning off the lights. Unfortunately, she had missed the opportunity. If she turned off the lights now, it would seem like she had something to hide.

After holding him for a while, Ranlong was afraid that he would hurt Qiu An if he held him for too long, so he let go first.

Unexpectedly, Qiu An was even more embarrassed than her. As soon as they separated, Qiu An grabbed the quilt and wrapped himself tightly, not letting Ran Long see him at all, and even wanted to bury his head in it.

Seeing Qiu An like this, Ran Long felt a little more at ease.

She said: "It's already done, and now you're just thinking about covering it up, isn't it a bit too late? I saw everything I should and shouldn't have seen."

"I saw it." Qiu An's mouth was hidden in the quilt, her voice was muffled, and she sounded like she was acting coquettishly.

Ranlong could hear his heart beating rapidly. Why was it beating so fast at this moment?

Aren't they all done?

"Do you like it?"

Ranlong suddenly asked her this. She actually wanted to ask, "Do you like having sex with me?" but instinct made her shut up mid-sentence. She didn't know why, but she was certain it had nothing to do with shame.

A pair of eyes above the quilt seemed to be looking at her with ripples in their eyes. The blank silence made Ranlong at a loss. When she was about to complete the question again, she saw the little head under the quilt nodded slightly.

Yes. No matter what the question is, I like it.

My heart, which had just calmed down, became excited again.

Qiu An asked her, "What about you? Do you like it?"

"Well...if I didn't like it, I wouldn't have come to see you tonight."

What a dishonest person. To express "like" he has to deny "dislike".

But it was this kind of roundabout "like" that Qiu Anyi waited for many years.

Thinking of the past, her nose felt a little sore. She was not sad about her long-standing unspeakable love, she only regretted why Ran Long had chased her away and why she left so easily.

It was obvious that she should have stayed by her side no matter how shameless she was or how violent she was, even if her reputation was ruined and her future was ruined.

Qiu An frowned slightly, and the loss and sadness in his eyes were hard to hide. He gently pulled the quilt covering his mouth inward, as if he had something very solemn, very formal, and very disheartening to say.

Ranlong's heart tightened, and he spoke before her: "But, but I only like to do it with you, not that I like you, you, don't get me wrong!"

If you don’t want to be the one who is rejected and abandoned, you must first reject and abandon others.

I don’t know when Ranlong developed this bad habit.

Qiu An looked at her for a long time without saying anything. After a while, he said, "Yeah. I understand."

Still speaking in a muffled tone.

"By the way." Ranlong felt the atmosphere was a little awkward, scratched his head and changed the subject, "Did you know that Yuan Chengyin likes Yao Ling?"

"I know."

"Then you still like her."

Qiu An wanted to deny this statement as usual, but she was not in a good mood today.

I pondered the words in my mind and finally became: "They are not together yet."

When a confident actor collides with a confident director, there will always be some irreconcilable contradictions.

Because they all think that they are the one who has a deeper understanding of the character's personality and the development of the story.

Ranlong is the same as Qiu An.

They are smart, knowledgeable and good actors who are good at improvisation.

Actors always perform well when they meet directors who encourage them to improvise according to their own understanding.

There are not many directors like this, and even fewer actors like this.

However, being able to always do well does not mean that there will be no mistakes.

Life is a grand improvisation. Sometimes, the people in movies seem fake. Aside from the actors' acting, there's another reason: their words are often too "perfect," their every word unbiasedly leading to a predetermined outcome.

There are no mistakes.

Because the mistakes were cut out by the excellent director long ago.

Without the guidance of a God's perspective, Ranlong and Qiu An uttered these two words that led them towards the unknown.

【I don’t like you.】

They are not together yet.

…

"Do you want to do it again?"

In fact, what Ranlong really wanted to ask was a super old-fashioned question - what is our relationship now?

But this question is silly. Asking it will only add to your troubles.

Isn't it obvious what their relationship is?

An intimate relationship limited by the crew, a physical relationship based on mutual needs and exploitation.

Is there more, want more?

No, and I don’t have any other ideas for the time being.

So, let's do it again.