Chapter 261 Winter Night

After Su Yun lowered her body and Hui Qinghong helped her change into the goddess costume, she opened the car door again and walked out.

After deliberately approaching but not getting any information, Zhuang Long smiled helplessly: I don't know what Su Yun, this silly guy, really thinks.

Unfortunately, he didn't have time to think about it. Su Yun, who had changed into the goddess costume, had already caused exclamations from the villagers who had come to watch during their free time.

Thanks to the colorful and glittering costumes designed by Su Yun and Chen Yunhui, the goddess costumes are in line with the traditional image of a deity. If she had worn a white dress to show her deity-like aura, the villagers, who still have old-fashioned ideas, would have thought she was in mourning...

When Chinese New Year is approaching and they see people dressed in white, even if they have been "educated" not to engage in feudal superstitions, who would not think it is unlucky for the villagers who have seen and experienced it since childhood and many of them have even participated in the traditional worship ceremonies in person?

Su Yun's appearance is just like the goddess statues and murals in the temple, which perfectly fits their traditional aesthetic concept of gods and fairies.

There were even a few elderly people who were quite determined to worship the gods. If they had not been squeezed in the crowd, they would have almost kneeled down to worship. Even if they did not kneel down, they would have kept saying "fairy lady", "bodhisattva", "please bless me" and so on.

It was not until the village cadres in charge of maintaining order shouted a few times that these old men, who had not worshipped God for many years, shut up in dismay.

After filming this scene, Su Yun was secretly stuffed with some oranges, jujube cakes, home-brewed rice wine, etc. without any warning. Moreover, the jujube cakes were wrapped neatly in red paper, just like the packaging method used for worshiping gods...

That night, Su Yun had a depressed talk with the people in the crew. She received no sympathetic looks but received endless laughter.

Su Yun was so angry that she slammed the table and said, "If you laugh at me again, I will deduct your wages! The reason is that you don't respect the boss!"

The laughter in the room became louder. Even Keanu, who had somewhat understood what Su Yun meant, covered his face and shrugged, obviously laughing.

Thinking that they would have to shoot the next afternoon, Su Yun took him as the first target. She went up with the rice wine jug and in just two or three gulps, she got this boy, whose alcohol tolerance was so low that he could feed a goldfish in his bowl, drunk until he fell into a chair beside her.

Seeing that he really couldn't shovel it up, Su Yun sat back in his seat triumphantly and waved, "Come on! Have another drink!"

The farmer's rice wine, after artificially added heat, had a subtle warmth and depth that came from the earth in the cold weather. Su Yun drank several cups in a row, and the more he drank, the more intoxicated he became.

After confirming that Su Yun was drunk to the point that her face was beginning to turn red, Zhuang Long immediately held down her hand that was about to reach for the wine bottle and said, "Don't drink too much. You can't hold your alcohol."

"It's a rare happy night..." Su Yun groaned.

As soon as these words were spoken, it was known that Su Yun was really a little drunk, so people started laughing and asked Zhuang Long to control her: On weekdays, Su Yun was undoubtedly the boss at work, but in actual interactions she was the youngest girl in the room. Now it was a rare opportunity for her to turn the tables and act like an "elder", so they would definitely not miss this opportunity.

"You can't compare with them, go and have a rest!" Everyone advised: Although Su Yun also practiced martial arts since childhood like Hui Qinghong and the other two female bodyguards, she was lucky and had the backing of wealth and talent, so she never encountered a situation where she really needed to drink for social events. Naturally, her alcohol tolerance was not as good as Hui Qinghong and the others who had been struggling for a living since childhood and practicing drinking with their fellow apprentices.

Seeing that the two female bodyguards wanted to come over to help her back to the room, Su Yun, who had already been despised for her drinking capacity, became even more depressed and waved her hands repeatedly to indicate that she could walk by herself.

As the boss had spoken, the two female bodyguards looked at each other and sat back in their seats with helplessness.

"Let me take you there. It's too dark." Zhuang Long was a little worried.

Seeing his kind look as if he had even brought a flashlight, Su Yun thought about it, and finally nodded, then walked towards him with a slightly shaky step.

After greeting everyone, Zhuang Long held a flashlight in one hand and put his other hand on Su Yun's shoulder, half supporting and half carrying her as he walked slowly towards the small house where she lived.

In the winter nights in the western mountain villages, there are always wailing winds that make the nearby trees rustle. Occasionally, there are the sad cries of crows, and the whole world seems to have fallen into an indescribable ethereal state of mind.

Blown by the chilling night wind, Su Yun instantly sobered up from his tipsy state, and his steps, which had been a little shaky at first, gradually became steady.

However, the wind was really too cold, and the person next to her, wearing a large, long windbreaker, not only kept her warm and protected from the wind, but also provided her with effortless support... So Su Yun, who had always been greedy for pleasure, felt at ease and continued to curl up inside and pretend to be an ostrich.

The place where they lived was the resettlement housing for educated youth who went to the countryside. Several old small houses and a relatively large house were scattered along the mountain road according to the undulating terrain.

At that time, there were generally more men than women among the educated youth who went to the countryside, so the female educated youth lived in groups of two or three in small houses on higher ground, while the male educated youth all lived in large houses, mixed with farm tools and other miscellaneous items.

Su Yun's team also consists of more men than women, so naturally they will follow the previous arrangements.

The noisy sounds of toasting and rock-paper-scissors faded away with the two people's steps. The old wooden door was pushed open from the outside, making a long creaking sound. In this seemingly quiet and warm winter night, the two sounds intertwined, like a worldly ballad filled with the flavor of human fireworks.

In those days, mud houses did not have the luxury of installing electric lights. The rare night scenes they shot still relied on small generators they brought with them to power the equipment. Therefore, of course, there was no electric light installed in the small house where Su Yun lived. Instead, an old-fashioned kerosene lamp was used to provide nighttime lighting.

Zhuang Long waved the flashlight to find the location of the kerosene lamp, and soon he saw the lonely kerosene lamp on the table with the help of the flashlight.

Just as he was about to go over and light the lamp, Su Yun, who was still curled up in his arms, suddenly hissed softly as if she was enduring pain: "Don't move!"

"What..." Zhuang Long stopped subconsciously, and then he felt that in the dim darkness with only the hazy moonlight, the little head huddled in his arms was carefully raised.

"The buttons of your shirt got caught on my hair." Su Yun breathed softly, with a hint of complaint in her tone.

It was clearly a complaint, but because there was a hint of alcohol in her throat, the complaint didn't sound like a curse, but more like an unconscious act of coquettishness.

"What should I do?" The night in the mountain village was so cold that his breath turned into smoke. He must have buttoned the shirt under his sweater vest to the top, but he didn't expect that he would hook the bad boy who used him as a windshield.

"Follow my steps - you illuminate me and I'll light the lamp. Come on, one, two, three - bend over, take a horse stance..." Su Yun moved over with difficulty, and then with the cooperation of Zhuang Long, half bent down, stretched out his hand to light the kerosene lamp.

Suddenly, the dark room was illuminated by the flickering light.

"Okay, then go over to my bed, sit down and do it slowly..." Su Yun said the instructions while wanting to move over.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Long, who thought they had cooperated well before, saw that she had turned on the light and thought that her next step would be to stand up and walk over - so he stood up like that, which immediately caused Su Yun, who was thinking of bending over and moving towards the bed, to yelp.

"It hurts...you have to listen to the director's instructions!" Su Yun pushed him angrily.

So it is easy for people to lose their rationality when they are angry. Although he feels relieved by pushing him away, he forgets that he and he are now grasshoppers on the same rope.

Su Yun, whose hair was pulled even more painfully by Zhuang Long's fall, had no choice but to follow him.

Fortunately, there was a bed covered with thick bedding behind the two of them, so Zhuang Long did not fall this time. And Su Yun, who jumped over and subconsciously used him as a human cushion, was even safer.

"Where have you practiced your basic skills?" If the previous massage was a joke, then Su Yun was really annoyed this time: Zhuang Long has been practicing drama since he was a child, why is his move so unstable? !

"I was standing up at the time, so it was definitely not as stable as when I was doing the horse stance." Zhuang Long was helpless: he had to take the blame for being scolded the whole time. Fortunately, the target was Su Yun, the shrimp he was very familiar with, otherwise he would probably have started to get angry and started arguing with this pig teammate.

"Hmph, it's you." Su Yun snorted and simply lay half-lying on him, slightly tilting her head back, supporting herself on the bed with one hand and reaching out with the other to play with her hair that was caught.

She also had to "thank" the strong night wind, which blew her long hair into a tangled mess, and after it got caught on the buttons of her shirt, it became even more of a mess.

Su Yun finally freed two or three strands of hair, but she already felt a little dizzy.

"I told you not to drink so much, will you dare to do it next time?" Seeing her hands trembling slightly, Zhuang Long smiled softly, his tone sounding quite schadenfreude.

Listening closely to his gloating tone of "If you don't listen to the elders, you'll suffer the consequences", Su Yun raised her head angrily and glared at him, then immediately lowered her head, ready to strike: if she didn't give him a ruthless blow to show respect, this guy who prides himself on his status as an elder wouldn't know what it meant to rather offend a villain than a woman...

Surprisingly, while Su Yun was arching upwards, Zhuang Long, who was sitting on the head of the bed, was about to lower his head to see what Su Yun was going to do.

The warm lips and cool hair touched him in an instant, and Zhuang Long's eyes widened instantly.

Seeing his stunned look, Su Yun, who was also frightened, no longer cared about anything else. After showing him a smile of having succeeded in a prank, she lowered her head again.

My waist suddenly felt tight.

"What else do you want to do?!" There seemed to be a complex and inexplicable tremor in his voice.

"Of course it's to save my hair!" Su Yun responded vaguely.

In order to save energy, her hands, which were originally on the bed, gradually moved to his shoulders.

Feeling the pressure from his shoulders to the middle of his collarbone through the heavy fabric, and looking at Su Yun who seemed to be working hard without any signs of the previous accident, Zhuang Long now really felt that he had no idea what to do next.

Suddenly, he could only sit on the bed, at a loss, pretending to be a puppet, letting Su Yun perform freely.

When I was in a daze and didn't know what I was thinking, I seemed to feel a slight gnawing force on my neck through the thin fabric of my shirt.

She...she was going to bite off this tiny strand of hair!

He didn't know whether he should be angry at Su Yun's ingenious and unconventional swordplay, or laugh at her for trying to perform miracles with great force when she couldn't do delicate work. Zhuang Long let out a light breath and at the same time, he could feel the warm breath touching the part of his neck that was not covered by the clothes.

Suddenly, her devilish smile of triumph appeared in my mind. She was like a nasty cat that had stolen something fishy. She was mean, yet made people reluctant to be angry with her.

I don’t know why, but the dim, flickering lights seemed to be burning hot at this moment. I could still vaguely hear the voices and clinking of glasses from the big house outside, and I could still feel the fleeting coolness on my lips…

A feeling as if I had transcended the rules and regulations and broke the boundaries of taboos with my own hands. In an unexpected moment on this winter night, it slowly melted into the warm, reassuring embrace of intimacy.

The confusion of his mind made him unable to adapt, so he subconsciously tightened his hands again as if in a stress response.

Perhaps he felt the pain of his waist being pinched by the external force, so Su Yun, who was fiddling with the first button of his shirt, immediately responded to him rudely, causing him to hum softly as if in pain or pleasure, and in a trance, there was a hint of operatic intonation in his voice.

At this moment, Su Yun, who had finally bitten off the remaining tiny strand of hair, slowly raised her head, with an indescribable darkness and confusion in her eyes. Only the tiny highlight reflecting the dim light, blending in the deep purple, was particularly alluring.

"There is a scene where the hero and heroine fall into a secret chamber in a tomb. It is the key plot for the rapid development of their relationship..." Su Yun stared into his eyes and said slowly, "I want to elaborate it into an intimate contact of pulling hair - what do you think, is it okay?"

"good……"

He thought he was still thinking when he heard his own voice answering inaudibly.