Chapter 66: A Hug.

Help!

Sheng Yi twisted her body, struggling to escape.

"Just kidding, silly. Let me hug you." Wen Shili grabbed her hand and chuckled softly.

Sheng Yi noticed that he was laughing unusually much tonight. But now wasn't the time to talk about it; she didn't want to dig herself into a hole. So she simply nestled obediently in his arms, quietly listening to him catch his breath.

They were all adults; they'd seen things even if they hadn't actually done them. Sheng Yi's mind raced through the theoretical knowledge she'd occasionally glimpsed before, restraining her gaze. She wanted to look at a certain place, but her strong intuition about danger reminded her that this was definitely not the time to act rashly.

But with his appearance, how dare he try to cultivate a single persona? It's true that you can only take all the labels in the entertainment industry with a grain of salt.

For fans, a relationship might not be considered real unless it's publicly revealed. If that's the case, then perhaps until the moment he retired from the entertainment industry, Wen Shili remained a brand-new, unopened, innocent young man.

After all, they were just doing this and that in the car; who would know if word got out? They might just get chased down by fans and accused of spreading rumors.

Sheng Yi was lost in thought, not caring much about his past relationships. As long as they were happy together, it was meaningful. In the end, it was uncertain who would suffer.

Based on the information available, her good looks and great figure are widely acknowledged. In addition, based on her own experience, we should add another point: her kissing skills are also quite good.

Of course, this conclusion has not been compared by all three parties, so its credibility is somewhat questionable. However, she would never admit that the skill that could leave her helpless was not top-notch. Therefore, Wen Shili's kissing skills must be, definitely, quite good.

She will update the information if there is an opportunity to compare later.

Wen Shili had been drinking, and Sheng Yi replaced him with his original driver. Sheng Yi had been so confident that she would take him home. After all this haphazard mess, she felt like her limbs were barely obeying her commands, and her tongue felt numb and tingling, as if it were about to break off.

Given her current state, it wasn't appropriate to call Cao Jun and the others back. After a long pause, Sheng Yi decided to take matters into her own hands.

She got her driver's license while still in school. Back then, everyone said that they wouldn't have much time to learn after graduation, so the girls in her dorm got together and signed up for a course together.

Once you successfully obtain the certificate, you consider it a task accomplished, but after graduation, you realize that the opportunities to use this technology are actually quite limited.

With limited practical knowledge, Sheng Yi managed to drive the car onto the road without any major incidents. Fortunately, after a few minutes, he finally got the hang of controlling it.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a luxury car; it gives off a completely different vibe compared to Lao Qian's old, beat-up car. She imagines the experience would have been even better if there hadn't been any troublemakers around.

Wen Shili seemed addicted, grabbing her hand to play with it even during the gaps between traffic lights. Sheng Yi hadn't driven in a long time, so she only dared to grip the steering wheel tightly with both hands, keeping her eyes straight ahead, and had no time to entangle with him.

Another red light, and her hand fell into his palm again.

The number in front showed that there were still more than two minutes left. He held her hand and massaged each finger, from the base to the tip.

Sheng Yi stared at their intertwined hands, utterly speechless. The number ahead had already jumped below 10. She pulled away slightly, her face expressionless, and reminded them, "Do you want to be on the news tomorrow?"

Wen Shili stopped what he was doing, smiling as he glanced at her, while Sheng Yi met his gaze with a cold stare. He kissed the back of her hand while their hands were still clasped, then released her.

After that, things became quiet.

This person is acting strangely today, absolutely.

"What did you do today?" If I remember correctly, he didn't arrive until noon.

Wen Shili sat up straight and said, "I had a meal."

"Have you been drinking?"

"I didn't drink much." Although he couldn't refuse, no one dared to force him to drink; he only drank a little out of respect.

Sheng Yi didn't believe him, but she didn't say anything more, afraid that he might make her try it again if he disagreed. She kept her eyes fixed on the road ahead, afraid of missing the navigation prompts, and dared not pay attention to anything else.

She had never been to the area where Wen Shili lived before. Only when the car entered the residential area did she finally relax a little.

The place was much more low-key than she had imagined. It wasn't the kind of heavily guarded or secluded villa. On the surface, it was just slightly more upscale.

It was getting late, so Sheng Yi unbuckled her seatbelt and asked him, "Are you sure you can get up by yourself?"

Actually, this question was completely unnecessary; Sheng Yi was merely expressing humanitarian concern and politeness. Seeing that he was clear-headed, even if he was a little tipsy, he should have sobered up long ago.

However, Sheng Yi completely underestimated the shamelessness of this person. Upon hearing her question, he directly grabbed her hand that was unbuckling her seatbelt and instantly acted weak and helpless, saying, "There might be a problem."

Sheng Yi gritted her teeth and told herself to be patient with him, after all, she was the one who had stood him up before.

In fact, the reason he's here today is because she's about to start filming, and he specially changed his schedule to be with her.

She understood the reasoning, but this was the last straw.

"Have you no shame?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized that the words in her heart had slipped out.

Wen Shili stopped what he was doing upon hearing the sound.

Sheng Yi scratched her cheek, trying to find a more elegant way to put it, "What I mean is, your acting is really great."

Look at how easily he gets into acting; it would be a shame not to give him an Oscar.

Wen Shili looked at her with a deep, ambiguous smile. Sheng Yi sensed danger and struggled to run away, but he grabbed her hand.

Sheng Yi pondered the possibility of sliding down to her knees, and then, with a "click," the sound of the seatbelt being unbuckled was like a spring, startling her so much that she jumped up on the spot.

"No." After a long while, he whispered to her, biting her earlobe. But Sheng Yi was already too exhausted to think.

The seat was reclined, and the spacious interior made it easier for him to move around. His body clamored for more, but Wen Shili restrained himself, holding her waist tightly and not daring to take another step forward.

She's about to join the production team.

He had no confidence that he could endure it for so long.

Some things, once you have them, you don't want to lose them again. So, you can't bring yourself to ask.

Sheng Yi gazed at the roof of the car, feeling the unrestrained stirring of her tongue.

He kissed her face, her eyes, her lips, but only within that small space.

Relaxing her tense nerves, she let herself go and followed his rhythm, sucking and biting his lips.

The world turned upside down, and then came another round of fierce winds and torrential rain.

"Miss you."

Faintly, it seemed as if someone was whispering in my ear. I could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion.

By the end, she felt her face was completely unrecognizable. Luckily, she had removed her makeup, otherwise he would have definitely eaten a pound of noodles today.

Sheng Yi pulled out a wet wipe and, under his amused gaze, haphazardly wiped her face.

Wen Shili took over her action, and couldn't help but gently lick his ravaged lips again. "Want to go upstairs and sit down?"

"Do we really have to talk about this so late at night?!" Sheng Yi almost wanted to scream. Her rationality wasn't always on!

Meeting her fiery gaze, Wen Shili still fearlessly added, "It really is just 'sitting'."

Sheng Yi wanted to hit him, but her face turned red uncontrollably. She snatched the wet wipe, smoothed her neatly combed hair in front of the rearview mirror, and said demurely, "I have something to do tomorrow."

When she arrived home, the living room light was still on, and Fu Xiaodan was moving back and forth between the living room and the bedroom. In the room, stacks of cardboard boxes were neatly arranged.

Sheng Yi unconsciously touched her mask and asked in surprise, "You're all packed already?"

After the engagement, Fu Xiaodan will move out and rent a separate place with Liang Hui. She is a workaholic and rarely has weekends off. It is not suitable for the two of them to live together for a long time.

Sheng Yi understood and supported this, so after the script was finalized, she told Fu Xiaodan that they should move their house before Fu Xiaodan joined the crew, otherwise it would be several months before Fu Xiaodan left the crew again.

Fu Xiaodan said there was no rush. They hadn't found a house yet, so she could have some time to tidy it up slowly.

Making the decision was easy and pleasant, but when Sheng Yi looked at the pile of luggage, she truly felt the reality that the two were about to part ways.

When she returns, Fu Xiaodan may no longer be a part of this house. Of course, she will also never come back.

She hugged Fu Xiaodan's waist and said in a low voice, "I will miss you a lot."

Her throat was hoarse, as if she was about to cry, so Fu Xiaodan quickly comforted her, "It's okay, we're all in the same city, it's easy to see each other."

After Sheng Yi spoke, she realized that her voice was off. She cursed the person in her heart. When she heard Fu Xiaodan say this, she didn't argue anymore and just nodded sullenly.

Afterwards, he went back to his room, hurriedly packed his clothes, and avoided Fu Xiaodan as he headed to the bathroom.

She looked at the person in the mirror, her hand unconsciously touching her lips.

"hiss."

pain.

The moment Sheng Yi opened her eyes the next day, she sprang to her feet and rushed to the dressing table. Fortunately, it was barely noticeable.

She breathed a sigh of relief and checked the time; it was only eight in the morning.

Last night's dreams were chaotic, and she couldn't remember anything when she woke up. With a rare two-day holiday off, she suddenly felt a bit lost about what to do.

The luggage was almost packed, and various things were put in, barely enough to fit two large suitcases.

Sheng Yi took the items out of the box one by one, and then put them back in, busying herself meaninglessly for a long time.

*Click.* The door closed.

Fu Xiaodan has gone to work. Sheng Yi thought.

But my mind couldn't control itself; it reconnected with a certain voice from my memory.

Suddenly, last night's dreams rushed into my mind.

Chaos, heat—she was in the midst of it all, and in the end, all she remembered were those increasingly hot, labored breaths.

Buzzing.

Sheng Yi was startled. Looking up, she noticed that the phone she had deliberately set aside was vibrating silently.

Sheng Yi picked up her phone, licked her lips, and then answered the call.

"Awake?" Wen Shili casually wiped the water droplets from his face and looked at her with a smile.

Sheng Yi placed her phone on the table, looking at his refreshed expression, and couldn't help but recall a post she had seen online a long time ago: Wen Shili has a good temper, but he's a bit grumpy when he wakes up. Apparently, this information had been confirmed by an insider.

Sheng Yi had only glanced at it briefly before, but at this moment, she realized that there was absolutely no need to believe the rumors. The so-called "insiders" were probably just something fans imagined for fun.

She didn't show any signs of morning grumpiness whatsoever.

Of course, what she didn't know was that someone had woken up before dawn today.