Inducing crime
Lu Chenyang had long realized that to tame this wild big cat, he needed to use a combination of soft and hard tactics—a gentle approach in attitude, but a firm one in action. For example, right now, Lu Chenyang simply threw her onto the bed, pressed Yu Sheng's reddened wrist to his lips and kissed it, their chests pressed tightly together, leaving Yu Sheng no room to resist.
His actions were undeniably assertive, but his words were low and soft, full of a flattering tone: "Don't be angry, I didn't know it was you."
He even mimicked Yu Sheng's previous actions, gently pecking at her lips one kiss after another, "How about... you hit back? I promise I won't dodge."
Yu Sheng snorted coldly, pulled her hand away, and gently patted Lu Chenyang's face, which was so close to hers. "Fight back? Then we'll have to settle the score properly."
Yu Sheng started by slapping him at the hotel, then went through the punch during the filming of "Shattered Light," then the broken leg he suffered because of him, and finally just now.
Pinching Lu Chenyang's chin, Yu Sheng looked him up and down, a teasing smile appearing on her lips. "It would be such a waste to ruin such a handsome face... How about Officer Lu says a few nice words? Maybe I'll be happy and forget about it?"
With his chin held in Yu Sheng's hand and moved with force, Lu Chenyang obediently let him do as he pleased, without any intention of resisting. "What do you want to hear me say?"
“You know that.” Yu Sheng raised an eyebrow.
"Do you know?" Lu Chenyang's lips curled slightly, a knowing glint in his eyes. He suddenly grabbed Yu Sheng's wrist, which was holding his chin, and pinned it above their heads, instantly regaining control.
He leaned closer, his nose touching Yu Sheng's collarbone, his breath hot as he took a deep sniff. "...Brother, you changed your perfume, otherwise I wouldn't have failed to recognize you, and I wouldn't have hurt you."
Yu Sheng felt a little itchy from his breath, and reached out her uncontrollable hand to place on the back of Lu Chenyang's neck, slowly kneading and tightening it, "Are you a dog? You rely on smell for everything."
"Yes. Your dog."
Yu Sheng was surprised to hear Lu Chenyang's answer. Then, the sniff at the tip of his nose turned into a kiss on his lips. The softness spread from his collarbone up, across his neck, and finally stopped at his prominent Adam's apple, lingering and grinding, the force ambiguous and tormenting.
"I...remember your scent." Lu Chenyang breathed slightly, his eyes burning with fire. Yu Sheng saw himself reflected in those reddened pupils, a tiny figure trapped inside, scorched and melted by the flames. He couldn't get out, and he didn't want to.
Yu Sheng closed her eyes and slowly wrapped her arms around Lu Chenyang's burning neck. Their lips were close together, and he could feel the soft heat emanating from her.
"Ring ring—"
Just as their lips were about to touch, a series of cell phone ringtones abruptly shattered the enchanting atmosphere.
"Ignore him!" Yu Sheng pressed down on the back of Lu Chenyang's neck with one hand and directly offered her lips to him.
But the phone kept ringing, as if it was deliberately trying to antagonize them, determined not to give up until it was answered.
"Damn it!" Yu Sheng slammed her fist on the mattress beside her.
Lu Chenyang, panting, forced himself to step back a little, and soothingly ruffled Yu Sheng's messy hair, his voice still hoarse from the lingering passion, "Wait for me."
Lu Chenyang glanced at the caller ID, frowned, and answered the phone, "Hello, Brother Cheng... Okay, I know. Um, let's schedule a time to settle this with President Chen after the roadshow."
Before I could even put the phone down after hanging up, that annoying "ring-ring" sound rang again.
Lu Chenyang initially intended to hang up and turn off his phone, but seeing that the caller ID showed Qin Nan, he ultimately glanced apologetically at Yu Sheng, sat down on the edge of the bed, and answered the call.
"Hey, Anan."
"Hey Chenyang, you should be done with work by now..."
Interrupted twice, Yu Sheng got out of bed and glared angrily at Lu Chenyang's back.
But a moment later, a sly smile crept onto his lips. The frustration of being forced to stop was instantly replaced by the joy that was about to arrive.
Slowly crawling from the corner of the bed, she approached silently. Yu Sheng propped herself up, leaned close to Lu Chenyang's profile as he focused on his call, and lightly touched his reddened earlobe with her lips.
Yu Sheng clearly felt Lu Chenyang's body stiffen for a moment and heard the faint sound of him inhaling. He smiled with satisfaction, and the mischievous thoughts in his heart began to bubble up even more happily.
Yu Sheng grinned, boldly sticking out his tongue and slowly tracing the sensitive contour of his earlobe. He then took it entirely into his warm lips and gently rubbed it with the tips of his teeth.
"Ugh..." A muffled groan escaped from Lu Chenyang's throat. He turned his head sharply to try to get away, but Yu Sheng clung to him like a sticky candy.
Lu Chenyang's breathing deepened, but he tried his best to keep his voice steady as he spoke into the microphone. "Okay, I should be free at the end of the month... um..."
This feigned composure only fueled Yu Sheng's destructive urges. His eyes gleamed with the triumphant excitement of a successful prank, and his hand, like a nimble little snake, silently reached out!
With a slightly cool touch, my fingertips pressed directly against the firm, warm skin of my waist and abdomen, even deliberately slowing down as I meticulously counted each abdominal muscle upwards, one by one, along the clearly defined grooves.
Lu Chenyang's body jolted. The person on the other end of the phone seemed to say something, and he could only force a calm response, his voice clearly strained, "Okay... even if I can't make it back for your birthday... let's get together alone sometime..."
The stiffness of the muscles beneath her palms, the slight trembling from extreme endurance, and the noticeably heavier and more unsteady breathing beside her ear... all of this made Yu Sheng's sense of triumph overflow.
Like a cat that had just stolen some fish, he pressed his cheek against the attacker's stiff back, silently curving his lips into a smile, and even mischievously rubbed his nose against the burning skin.
"Okay, bye, see you in Beijing."
After hanging up the phone, Lu Chenyang threw it away and lunged at the rampaging criminal with an intense, suppressed force. Yu Sheng didn't even have a chance to dodge before her ankle was grabbed and she was dragged back.
"Ugh!" Yu Sheng's back sank heavily into the blankets. Lu Chenyang's heavy body and burning heat instantly imprisoned him tightly. Yu Sheng could feel that the breathing was frighteningly heavy, and the hot breath felt like it was carrying sparks, spraying on his neck and ears, arousing a small shiver.
His side was gripped tightly by Lu Chenyang's immense strength, making Yu Sheng feel as if his waist was about to break. The other hand urgently seized his chin, forcing him to tilt his head back. Then, a burning kiss, carrying a hint of punishment, pressed down heavily on him!
There was no more probing or tenderness, only a conquering and plundering, the gnawing force causing Yu Sheng to instantly lose all rhythm of breathing.
Their breaths mingled, and Yu Sheng felt like he was going to die. His heart pounded, and he felt like he was being sucked dry. Just when he thought he was going to suffocate in the kiss, Lu Chenyang's Adam's apple bobbed violently. He pulled back a little, his voice heavy and deep, "Brother..." He uttered the word in a low, deep voice, with a hook in it, "You were just... inducing a crime."
The air filled his lungs again, and Yu Sheng greedily took a deep breath. His dizzy mind from the kiss cleared up a little. He stuck out his tongue and slowly licked his slightly swollen, red lips, his eyes provocative and hazy. "Then... Officer Lu, are you going to arrest me?"
Lu Chenyang buried his burning cheeks in the crook of his neck, breathing heavily. After a long while, he raised his head, his eyes deep, and said, word by word, "No, now... you are the criminal, and I am an accomplice."
The cool air from the air conditioner vents slowly spread through the small space. When our fingertips touched, it felt like a faint electric current coursing through our skin, penetrating to our nerve endings, making us unconsciously slow our breathing.
Lu Chenyang sensed the stiffness and tension in Yu Sheng's body for a moment, and he tightened his embrace, "Don't be afraid...we...don't have to go all the way to the end."
Both men had calluses on their palms from years of working out; when their hands brushed against each other, a barely audible gasp could be heard. Looking down at their clasped hands, one could see the veins pulsating gently beneath their skin. Neon lights from outside filtered through the blinds, casting flickering patterns of light on their arms, swaying slightly with their breaths.
The humidity in the air seemed to rise, and their breaths gradually became hot, intertwining and knotting together. Their fingertips rubbed together; the skin there was smoother than elsewhere, carrying a warm, damp scent. One of them tightened their fingers first, causing the other to tremble slightly, the sound escaping their throat deliberately suppressed.
Time blurred in the intense sensory experience, seemingly stretched infinitely, yet also fleeting. When the tense muscles finally relaxed, Yu Sheng saw the fine beads of sweat on Lu Chenyang's forehead, shimmering in the dim light. As their hands slowly separated, the warmth of each other lingered on their fingertips, as if something had silently seeped into the softest part of their hearts, following the lines of their skin.
The distant sound of car horns outside the window made the quiet inside the room even more distinct, with only the intertwined breaths of the two people rising and falling slowly and gently.
*
Yu Sheng made a last-minute decision to come to Chengdu without bringing any luggage. After taking a shower, she simply put on Lu Chenyang's oversized T-shirt and crawled into bed, still feeling refreshed from the moisture.
Lu Chenyang sat at the foot of the bed, resuming his role as a caregiver, massaging Yu Sheng's calves with his fingers, "Does your leg still hurt lately?"
"Much better." Yu Sheng yawned contentedly, her voice slightly nasal. "Aren't you curious why I suddenly flew over?"
Lu Chenyang's fingers continued massaging without pausing, his tone firm and natural: "You missed me."
This unwavering confidence made Yu Sheng choke for a moment, then she pouted and snorted, changing the subject that was unfavorable to her, "Hey, when exactly are you going to terminate your contract with Tianheng?"
Lu Chenyang's hands paused noticeably, then resumed as usual. "Soon. After the roadshow, Brother Cheng will arrange for me to meet with President Chen."
“Hmm, that Chen Yi isn’t someone to be trifled with, so be careful.” Yu Sheng said, propping herself up to sit up and leaning closer to Lu Chenyang. Her beautiful eyes shone brightly in the dim light as she stared intently into his eyes. “Officer Lu, actually, I came here today to tell you some good news in person.”
"What?" Lu Chenyang stopped what he was doing and stared at him intently.
Yu Sheng cleared his throat, his face unusually serious: "Editor Yan's script is basically finalized. Moreover, he has already contacted Director Lan, and the two of them have begun to scout locations and design storyboards."
"Really...really? So fast?" Lu Chenyang's usually composed personality showed a rare hint of excitement, but he quickly suppressed it with doubt. "Director Lan? Director Lan Dajing? Didn't he...already switch to making documentaries?"
“Yes, Old Man Lan is still on the African savanna.” Yu Sheng’s eyes gleamed. “But Editor Yan has been his partner for decades. They both want to… collaborate one more time, as a… farewell performance.”
After the initial shock, a sense of unease crept into Lu Chenyang's heart. Yan Jianghe and Lan Dajing were legendary figures in the entertainment industry, opportunities that countless actors dreamed of but could never obtain. He had just... so easily... "Asheng, I..."
"Hey! Stop!" Yu Sheng seemed to see through his thoughts, directly covering his mouth with her hand, her eyes serious. "Listen, although I've helped you get this connection, and there are parts in the script tailored for you, but—" she emphasized, "an audition is a must! And there will be no shortage of competitors. Your 'special' status is only that if you perform on par with others, you'll get priority. But if you're not good enough and don't meet their requirements, these two old fogies won't listen to either of them! Their strictness in acting doesn't tolerate the slightest flaw."
Lu Chenyang's gaze was calm and firm as he nodded solemnly.
Yu Sheng then released her hand, a smile returning to her face, tinged with a hint of smugness and anticipation: "Actually, you don't need to feel pressured, and you don't need to thank me. Because... I also want to act opposite you again. The second male lead in the script... is me. I'm the one who was chosen beforehand by bringing my own investment to the cast."
Lu Chenyang raised an eyebrow, the surprise in his eyes turning into a gentle smile. He raised his hand and habitually ruffled Yu Sheng's half-dry, soft curls: "What's the movie... called?"
Yu Sheng met his gaze, “Dark Fire”.
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