Chapter 23
The food delivery robot brought the takeaway to the door. The doorbell rang, and Ranlong heard it and walked out of the room, just in time to run into Qiu An who was eating a heated lunch.
"Why do you have a box lunch? Did you steal mine?"
Ran Long leaned in to take a closer look and saw whole pork belly and unpeeled tomatoes, which were not the ones that had been processed by Sister Hou.
I spoke too quickly and accidentally searched for the enemy in the void.
"Didn't you have dinner? I can share mine with you. It's so late, and I can't eat so much."
"Could you please not be so generous?" Ranlong opened the door to pick up the takeaway. "It's a bit like, you know, a nemesis, okay?"
For some reason, after the word "enemy" came out of Ranlong's mouth, a tongue twister echoed in his head as if piercing his ears: "An enemy is an enemy. An enemy can never become a wife. Becoming a wife..."
Oh no, I've been staying at home for too long, and the garbage on the Internet has been subtly imprinted in my mind.
"Why do you call me your nemesis? 'Nemesis' means someone you've been entangled with for a long time..."
Ranlong sat next to Qiu An, opened the takeaway, and placed the oden next to Qiu An's lunch box.
She wanted to take the food to her room and eat it herself, but she had something urgent to do.
"Would you like some boiled radish?"
Regardless of whether Qiu An agreed or not, Ranlong picked out a piece of soft white radish from the oden and stuffed it into Qiu An's mouth.
"Hmm...hmm...a long-standing enemy or competitor. You haven't contacted me in years, so we haven't been entangled for that long, and there's no competition between you and me, so how can we be called 'enemies'?"
Miscalculated. The radish melted in his mouth, and he couldn't stop Qiu An for even a few seconds.
"Qiu An, do you know that I hate you?"
"I know." Qiu An looked a little lost. "What should I do so that you won't hate me?"
So the nemesis can only be the wife, and the wife can only be the nemesis...
Stop, that's enough...
"Stop talking about these nonsense. It's already late. Let's finish our meal and go to bed."
Qiu An asked her, "Can I sleep with you tonight?"
"What's wrong with you, you indestructible cockroach? You only recognize my bed when you go out?"
"You can sleep in my bed."
Ranlong was speechless for a moment, then retorted to Qiu An, "You're playing dumb, aren't you? Do your fans know that the goddess they admire is actually a piece of shit? Huh? A piece of shit?"
Ranlong almost laughed himself out loud while talking, but seeing Qiu An remained indifferent, he ended up feeling embarrassed.
If you don't understand the joke, forget it.
Just when Ranlong finished the last fish ball in the bowl, he heard a chuckle.
Ran Long turned around woodenly: "What are you laughing at?"
"Dog-skin plaster...Goddess."
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"So, is this your new persona? Super slow reaction time? Did I ever tell you to stop pretending in front of me, huh? Did I ever tell you that?"
"I...I'm not pretending. I just thought about it and found it funny."
Sincerity might not always be a surefire way to win, but playing dumb was definitely the way to win. Ranlong was defeated anyway. She decided not to speak to Qiu An until she got up tomorrow morning.
Usually, such decisions are designed to fail.
Just as I finished brushing my teeth and was about to turn off the lights and go to bed, I heard Qiu An knocking on the door again.
She won't be able to rest for even a second.
Ranlong opened the door and spoke preemptively, "You keep asking me to sleep with you and kiss you, but what's the point? Let's not keep messing around here and there for a long time, only to end up doing nothing. What do you think? Why don't we try something else? For example, get Teacher Yaoyao to come over and supervise our acting?"
Unexpectedly, Qiu An said, "The method you proposed is feasible, but there's no need to trouble Teacher Yaoyao. We can shoot tomorrow."
"Tomorrow? Really?"
Ran Long was shocked. The day after tomorrow was the last day agreed with Yuan Chengyin. Qiu An hadn’t kissed her well just now, so how could he guarantee that he could kiss her tomorrow?
"Really. You believe me."
"Do I have any other choice but to trust you? But let me warn you, if you stop filming 'The Sound of Falling Leaves', there are other great options. I'll have to go back to being that unpopular anchor."
Qiu An said, "I know. But there is a prerequisite."
Ranlong sensed a trap and asked cautiously, "What's the premise? Don't trick me."
"It's not difficult, you just have to agree to sleep with me tonight."
"No? What's the principle? What if I don't agree?"
"Then we'll shoot it the day after tomorrow."
"...Qiu An, you don't want to secretly kiss me all night while I'm sleeping, do you? I'm a light sleeper, and if you do that to me, I'll wake up."
"I try to be careful."
Ranlong collapsed, and after a long while, she finally managed to gather two words from her mind: "You are being a hooligan, this is sexual harassment, do you understand? Even if you are beautiful... even if you are, this is not allowed!"
"I'm sorry, I was just kidding."
"Ahaha, I'm dying of laughter." Ranlong said expressionlessly.
"Is it funny?"
"That's funny. It's a good joke, but don't tell it again next time."
"Is it driving well?"
Ranlong was speechless. She recalled in her mind the slap she had given Qiu An.
Hmm. That's a relief.
It is a good thing that you can take out and savor again and again when you are angry.
Seeing the anger on Ranlong's face gradually turn into a silly smile, Qiu An also guessed what Ranlong was fantasizing about.
Qiu An interrupted her afterthought: "So do you want to shoot it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?"
"Or... the day after tomorrow?"
"If we're filming the day after tomorrow, we'll have to sleep together tomorrow night."
No, wait, did you just say that?
"Then let's do it tomorrow." It would be hard to endure another day. "But first, I want to make it clear that you can't kiss me while I'm sleeping."
After a pause, he added, "And you're not allowed to touch me."
"no problem."
Qiu An's smiling answer always made Ranlong feel creepy.
As she lay in bed, Ranlong was still racking her brains, wondering what had gone wrong. She had clearly been the one initiating the kiss, and Qiu An looked like she was being bullied. But why did she always feel like she was the one being led around by the nose?
Qiu An is a normal girl, she wouldn't have picked up any masochistic habits, right?
Although Qiu An promised her that he would not touch her tonight, Ranlong was still scared.
The manifestation was that she did not dare to wear a cool nightgown that would expose her body if she jumped around, but instead changed into long-sleeved pajamas that she brought with her in case the weather changed.
Not only that, she also wore...
"Xiao Ran, why do you sleep in your underwear?"
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"Qiu An, have you ever heard of the saying, 'See through but don't speak out'?"
"Won't you feel uncomfortable sleeping like this?"
"But if I don't sleep like this, I will feel uncomfortable."
Qiu An thought for a while and asked her, "Are you worried about me, so I kissed you secretly while you were asleep?"
Ranlong raised his voice: "What else?"
"But that's what you said."
Ranlong was a little overwhelmed: "What about you too! You said it! You clearly admitted..."
"I told you I was joking, don't take it seriously. I know my limits and I won't... act rudely towards you."
Not to mention, the words "hooligan" don't sound that serious when they come out of the mouth of a beautiful woman.
No, Ranlong shook his head. You can’t be hypocritical just because she is a beauty. Having lustful thoughts and courage is a sin.
If she told others about it, probably no one would believe it. Qiu An had sexual thoughts about her... Not only would no one believe it, they would also laugh at her.
Ranlong had already imagined it. If she complained about this to Sister Hou, Sister Hou would reveal a smirking expression, as if she was holding back a shit.
Damn it! If Qiu An really did something to her, Sister Hou must have been an accomplice!
Downstairs, half asleep, Sister Hou was awakened by a loud sneeze. Waking up, she realized it was her own sneeze. Strange, Sister Hou thought, could it be that at this hour, Ranlong was still thinking about the lunch box she had given to the cat?
Small-minded.
"If you're really worried, you can wait until I fall asleep before taking it off," said Qiu An.
Ranlong's sleep quality was pretty good, at least much better than Qiu An's. Even though they often slept in the same bed in the past, she rarely saw Qiu An's appearance when she was asleep.
But after a while, the sound of even breathing came to my ears.
Ranlong was speechless: "...you are acting for me again."
"Hehe." Qiu An, who was exposed, couldn't help but laughed out loud.
Ranlong was in a trance, and for some unknown reason he pinched her face, then laughed with her.
After completing this series of actions, Ranlong withdrew his hand with a little embarrassment, silently turned sideways, and faced Qiu An with his back.
Having someone to eat and sleep with her seemed like something that happened in a previous life. She was like some elderly person who had been coaxed into buying expensive health supplements. She knew that the other party was trying to profit from her, but she was still willing to indulge in their meticulous companionship.
Relationships maintained by money may be despicable, but at least they are stable. As long as the money is there, the people will be there.
Now that she has no money, Qiu An is still willing to accompany her to do these things. What else is there to complain about?
Wait...is that what I'm supposed to say?
His thoughts had become so illogical that he fell asleep.
The bedside lamp was still on. Qiu An listened to her breathing and imitated it twice.
They are obviously similar.
Qiu An quietly put his hand on Ranlong's back, found the bra clasps through her pajamas, and unhooked them one by one.
Ranlong hummed softly, sighing at the feeling of relief when he was freed from his restraints.
Only she, as a girl herself, knows how uncomfortable and unhealthy it is to sleep in a bra.
College is always the best time to fall in love, even for those who are about to enter the entertainment industry.
Qiu An is always waiting, she knows that one day Ranlong will whisper to her and tell her that he or she has found someone he or she likes.
She never dared to hope that person was herself, and even fantasizing about it seemed like a blasphemy.
But when Ranlong talked about her love for Yuan Chengyin, her heart ached quietly. After the pain, she began to think about him quietly again.
Since Ranlong also likes girls, can you consider her as well?
Qiu An got out of bed and walked to Ranlong's side.
The soft light from the bedside lamp evenly illuminated Ranlong's face, making it look gentle and soft. His usual sharpness and wildness were gone, and he looked very... childish.
Qiu An smiled. If she said such adjectives in front of her, Ran Long would probably go crazy again.
Actually, she is cute even when she is crazy.
It would be a lie to say I don't want to kiss you.
But Qiu An finally held back, and just put his index and middle fingers together, and touched her pink lips like a dragonfly lightly on the water.
Qiu An broke her promise. She made advances towards Ran Long.
However, her promise was invalidated when she unhooked her bra, so a gentle tap now wouldn't be too much.
But after clicking it for the first time, I wanted to click it for the second time.
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