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Six months later, the storyline ended, and Qingran took the man's soul away from the world while he was asleep.
He found himself hating goodbye, even though he knew they would see each other again soon.
After his cultivation level increased, Qingran's perception of space became much stronger. This time, when the system took him through the small world, he had a vague feeling, like squeezing from one bubble to another.
After the initial confusion, the first sensations that enter the brain upon regaining consciousness are drowsiness and dizziness.
Someone took his arm and led him in a certain direction.
Qingran staggered and glanced around at his surroundings. The familiar layout made him realize that this was probably a corridor on a hotel floor.
[Host, don't go with him! He's going to send you to the producer's bed!]
The system's scream in his head brought Qingran back to a slightly clearer state of mind. He smelled a strong odor of alcohol, which seemed to be coming from himself.
Using his spiritual power to dispel half of the alcohol's effects, the slight intoxication finally allowed Qingran to calmly deal with the situation. He pretended to be drunk and shook off the hand that was supporting his arm: "W-where are you taking me?"
"Hey, hey, don't move." The man, who had his head bowed low, reflexively turned around and grabbed him.
Seeing the person leaning unsteadily against the wall, a hint of amazement flashed across his eyes without any attempt to hide it.
Anyway, Su Qingran was drunk and couldn't see his expression.
Putting everything else aside, Su Qingran is absolutely stunning. She has a perfect waist and legs, and her face is the kind of face that even plastic surgery can't replicate. It's her natural face.
No wonder Producer Zhang instructed us to get him if we had the chance!
Thinking of this, the short, thin man went over to help him up, speaking in a resentful tone as if dealing with a drunkard: "You're drunk, I'll take you back to your room to rest."
Qingran: "No, I don't need it... I can do it myself."
Avoiding his hand, she staggered and walked in the opposite direction.
The short, thin man panicked and quickly caught up: "Hey, Su, don't wander off!"
He didn't dare to shout too loudly in public, because Su Qingran was a celebrity, and he was afraid of attracting the attention of passersby.
As a result, he kept following and trying to catch her, even though Su Qingran was clearly drunk and unconscious, he just couldn't catch her no matter what he did, always just missing her by a little bit.
The short, thin man steeled himself, about to rush forward and stop the person regardless of the consequences, when he suddenly heard the sound of a room service trolley approaching.
Feeling guilty, he immediately lowered his head, faced the wall, and turned his back to the corridor. When the cleaning cart passed by, he looked up again and Su Qingran was gone.
Inside the ascending elevator, due to the urgency of the situation, the system quickly explained the predicament to the host.
Qingran's current identity is Su Qingran. She is 23 years old this year. A year ago, she graduated from university and signed up for a talent show. Luckily, she debuted at the very bottom of the rankings based on her looks.
Unfortunately, due to a lack of talent, his debut attracted controversy and debate. Coupled with his ordinary family background and lack of connections, his resources plummeted after the hype surrounding the talent show wore off.
Su Qingran didn't want to end up being forgotten and forced to leave the entertainment industry, so she wanted to switch careers and become a popular actress before she completely faded into obscurity.
After all, popular actors only need to have a good face; acting skills can be improved over time, but singing and dancing are not their strong suits.
The agent also supports Su Qingran's idea and has been helping him select suitable scripts recently.
Su Qingran isn't completely washed up yet. The status of her first role is crucial. If she can land the male lead role in her first drama, then most of the scripts she receives afterward will at least be for the male lead.
For several months in a row, Su Qingran would go to auditions for the film crews his agent had chosen for him during his breaks after finishing his work schedule. The casting directors praised him to his face for his good looks and talent, but then disappeared without a trace.
It wasn't until several times that Su Qingran realized from the casual conversations of the crew that the directors and producers were waiting for his performance.
What are the signs?
To put it simply, the closest Su Qingran came to a successful audition was for the second male lead role in a period drama. The director wasn't interested in men, but decided to cast him because of his decent popularity.
The contract was signed, but when the cast was officially announced, the actor who played the second male lead was not him, but his former teammate who debuted with him.
After making inquiries, the agent told Su Qingran that her former teammate had recently found a wealthy backer.
It's that simple.
Intense resentment and jealousy overwhelmed Su Qingran's rationality, leading him to have a bold idea when he inadvertently discovered that top star Mu Xingye was also staying at the same hotel during a dinner party that evening.
He was fed up with the frustration of having no one to back him up and being controlled at every turn. If others could find a sugar daddy, why couldn't he? And if he was going to find one, he wanted to find the most powerful one!
Mu Xingye, a top-tier singer-songwriter who returned to China, debuted with a band while studying in the United States. His original album, in which he wrote both the lyrics and music, became a global sensation upon release. He possesses a terrifying talent in music, widely recognized as being "given a divine gift."
His first album was released during his second year of studying abroad, and within three years, he amassed a large following thanks to the high quality of his songs.
Just when the media thought he could devote more energy to creation after graduation and were full of hope for the band's development, Mu Xingye disbanded the band and quietly returned to China.
It instantly sparked a heated discussion both domestically and internationally.
Then, while everyone was discussing, shocked, regretful, or questioning his choice, Mu Xingye quietly released his second original album.
The quality was no less than the first album, and even better, immediately shifting the trending topics to discussions about the album's content.
They are simply manipulating public opinion at will.
This incredibly popular and influential figure comes from a wealthy family. His biological father is a foreign tycoon, and his biological mother is the founder of a large multinational corporation. Although his parents divorced, neither of them remarried, and Mu Xingye is their only child.
In addition, his uncle is a well-known bigwig in the entertainment industry with countless film, television and music resources.
With all his attributes maxed out, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call Mu Xingye a chosen one. So much so that when this background information was first revealed online, many netizens thought it was fabricated.
Mu Xingye has never responded directly to these revelations, and other big-name reporters have been unable to interview him. As a result, discussions about Mu Xingye's family background remain a popular topic of conversation online.
Su Qingran wasn't sure if Mu Xingye really came from a wealthy family, but regardless, his explosive popularity was enough to make her heart flutter.
At the dinner party, Producer Zhang gave her a dirty look, and Su Qingran, who was feeling angry, went out for some fresh air and accidentally stumbled upon Mu Xingye, who was fully disguised, checking into a hotel.
Thanks to the fact that the other person has been trending on social media a lot lately, Su Qingran could recognize his overly sharp eyebrows and eyes even through the thick mask and fisherman's hat.
With his signature tall and slender figure, Su Qingran was 90% certain that this person was Mu Xingye!
Mu Xingye didn't notice him. After registering his information, he adjusted his hat, took his room key, and entered the elevator.
Su Qingran carefully noted down the floor number displayed on the elevator. Without much hesitation or consideration, she immediately instructed her assistant to secretly buy him an aphrodisiac.
Regardless of whether this thing is normally available on the market, let's just assume it's a fictional setting or sold in black market shops.
When it comes to something like drugging someone, the fewer people who know about it, the better.
However, Su Qingran was tied up with a dinner party and couldn't guarantee that she would have such a good chance to meet Mu Xingye again, so she could only resort to coercion and bribery to get her assistant to do it for her.
He was desperate and grasping at straws, but whether it was lucky or unlucky, his assistant completed the task very quickly. Not only that, he also told Su Qingran some good news: he had a relative who worked as a cleaner in the hotel kitchen.
Perhaps it truly proves the saying that the world is a giant makeshift operation, or perhaps it was the plot's influence that made this clumsy, impromptu drugging attempt...
[The original user successfully administered the drug!]
[That was a highly effective aphrodisiac he bought at a high price; it was colorless, odorless, and had no side effects. Given enough time, it would be difficult to detect any traces of the drug.]
[To clear himself of suspicion, he instructed his assistant to handle the matter and then returned to the dinner party, deliberately drinking more of the alcohol offered to him.]
[Unexpectedly, their plan backfired; those people, at Producer Zhang's behest, deliberately got him drunk. The original owner was too drunk to resist and was thus placed on Producer Zhang's bed by the man from earlier!]
As for his assistant, Su Qingran told him to leave after he finished his work, and the assistant, knowing what he was going to do, left without saying a word.
The lingering effects of the alcohol left Qingran feeling dizzy. After quickly reviewing the original owner's memories and picking out the key points, coupled with information from her digestive system, her mind became even more foggy.
However, he did not use his spiritual power to neutralize the alcohol in his body.
Dizziness did not affect her thinking. Qingran had not forgotten what role she had taken over: a villain, cannon fodder, a clown who often did the work for the protagonist.
As expected, the system then immediately said:
[The male protagonist, realizing something was wrong with his body, went out to hail a taxi to the hospital. Just then, Wu Yang, the protagonist who had transmigrated from another world, got lost in the hotel and bumped into the male protagonist, who was experiencing the effects of the drug. And then, sparks flew between them—]
At this point, the system glanced at the hotel's surveillance footage and screamed.
[Host, Wu Yang is already lost on the floor where the male lead is!]
The loud voice in her head made Qingran rub her throbbing temples, as if Wu Yang had deliberately gotten lost in Mu Xingye's direction.
[Who will arrive first, him or me?]
[That must be the host; Wu Yang took the stairs.]
Lost and taking the stairs? Qingran, who hadn't yet received the original storyline, couldn't understand what Wu Yang was thinking.
It's too late to receive it now.
The elevator doors opened with a "ding" as it reached the target floor. Qingran, in a state of deep concentration, stumbled out, her body heavy with fatigue. Just before leaving, she glanced at her reflection in the smooth mirrored car.
He wore a well-tailored white suit, his hair was carefully styled, fluffy and soft, hanging down in front of his forehead, below which were round, almond-shaped eyes, misty and watery from being drunk, a straight nose with a small tip, and beautiful lips with a natural smile at the corners of his mouth.
Oh, the pure desire type.
The hotel lights were always on very brightly, shining overhead onto the spotless, reflective floor, making people dizzy.
The air was filled with the faint floral scent of air freshener. Qingran leaned against the wall, her steps unsteady as she walked forward. Her face was flushed from the alcohol, and her thin, pinkish-red skin seemed to exude a sweet fragrance.
[Zero Zero, Passion Perfume.]
[Huh, so the host is finally going to use this?]
The system asked questions while quickly buying a bottle from the online store.
[What scent would you like, host?]
Qingran thought for a moment, and long-lost memories flooded her mind.
[...jasmine.]
Jasmine-scented perfume was subtly sprayed onto Qingran's body, its delicate fragrance blending with the lingering scent of wine to create a rich and alluring aroma.
Mu Xingye opened the door and was caught off guard when the person who had been leaning against the door fell into his arms. The first thing he smelled was this alluring fragrance.
The faint scent of jasmine and the aroma of wine, two normally ordinary scents, ignited his desire like a bright spark.
Mu Xingye, who already suspected he had drunk something wrong, turned pale. Why did he suddenly have this fit now?!
I'm sorry.
A muffled apology came from in front of me, and a faint fragrance wafted onto my neck, making that small patch of skin tingle and burn.
Qingran grabbed the other person's arm, trying to steady herself, but she was too drunk to stand properly, and ended up stumbling even more into the other person's arms.
"Hmm."
The man's shoulder was so hard that it bumped into his soft cheek, causing him to groan involuntarily in pain.
"I'm sorry," he mumbled, looking up to see a black mask and a khaki bucket hat covering most of his face, revealing only a pair of dark, sharp eyes in the center.
"Who...who are you?"
Drunk people lack logic and say whatever comes to mind.
One second she was wondering who she had bumped into, the next she was struggling to stand up despite all her strength, so she gave up and leaned on the man's shoulder.
"I'm so tired, I have no strength left," Qingran said, resting her head on the stranger's shoulder.
His hands hung down, and his breath sprayed onto the man's neck, which wasn't covered by his t-shirt, with some even seeping under the fabric through the slightly open gap.
When you first exhale, your breath is warm and moist, but it loses its temperature after a second or two, and the cool, moist feeling becomes more pronounced.
Blue veins bulged rapidly on the man's long neck, throbbing with each pump of blood from his heart.
Qingran stared blankly at the throbbing veins on the man's neck with her eyes half-closed, still not forgetting her purpose, and said, "I'm out of strength. Could you please call my assistant over?"
There was no response for a long time.
"Hello."
He raised his hand to shake the man's arm, accidentally touching the other's hand hanging by his side. The scalding heat, almost like burning, made Qingran's attention fly away again.
"You're so hot," he said unconsciously, rubbing his hand from the back to the palm, then hooking his fingers together. "Like a furnace."
His hands were soft and weak, so these touches out of curiosity felt more like flirting. The tingling, itchy sensation almost made Mu Xingye lose his mind.
It felt like there was a fire burning inside my body.
Mu Xingye's body was burning hot, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat under his hat brim, the veins on his temples were bulging, and there were thin red blood vessels in the whites of his eyes, making his pupils appear even darker and deeper.
"Don't move." The two words were almost squeezed out of my throat.
At this moment, any touch from the outside world would be nothing short of a provocation to him.
Pretending not to know the man's situation, Qingran rubbed her itchy face against his shoulder. Strands of her hair brushed against the man's cheek and neck, and Qingran heard a suppressed gasp.
"Don't move." He repeated it in a daze, but actually he felt tired of standing with his hands hanging down, so he reached out and hugged the man's waist as if he were hugging a stone pillar.
"Assistant, did you call your assistant for me?" he persisted, adjusting his position in the man's arms to make himself more comfortable as he asked.
But no matter how I adjust it, something still feels off.
?
Qingran puffed out his cheeks and slowly reached out to push, but the moment he grabbed the culprit, his wrist was also tightly gripped by the man.
"Let go," Mu Xingye said in a hoarse voice.
He used all his remaining rationality to control himself and prevent himself from acting impulsively.
As if trapped in a thick layer of frosted glass, he was consumed by lust and unable to think about what was happening. He could only notice the alluring, soft, and cool body in front of him.
"It's so hot." Qingran murmured unconsciously, half-awake and half-drunk, ignoring him.
It looks like it can still move.
He tilted his head, his sluggish brain finally seeming to react, and looked up at the man on the verge of losing control.
"You want to *me".
He looked as if he had just realized something, blinked, and stared at the man even more intently.
But with his cheeks flushed and his eyes unfocused, anyone could tell how seriously he was taking his work without being fully alert.
The mask on his face obstructed his view, so Qingran reached out and pulled it down without thinking, revealing the man's sharp and handsome lower half of his face.
"It looks familiar..." he muttered to himself.
His confused mind couldn't recall the source of the familiarity, so he simply tossed it aside.
Well, anyway, it's a very good-looking face.
He finally let go as the man wished, but instead pulled his hand back to hug the back of the other's neck, and then pressed his full lips against the man's thin lips.
I was just about to say that your looks were acceptable when I was suddenly pinned against the wall by the door and kissed.
The man's kiss was urgent and scalding, his breath seemed to carry sparks, but that couldn't hide the fact that his kissing skills were terrible.
Qingran's mouth was bitten and hurt. She opened her lips and guided her tongue to lick it. Then she was kissed and sucked hard, making her tongue feel both painful and numb.
Unable to keep up the act any longer, Qingran reached out to tug at the man's hair, her fingertips first touching the fisherman's hat he was wearing.
She slipped her fingers through the brim of the hat and pulled it down, then grabbed a strand of hair at the back of the man's head. He turned his head away from the kiss: "Be gentle."
The man remained silent, continuing to kiss his cheeks and ears as if a lost traveler in the desert had suddenly discovered an oasis and was eager to obtain a sweet antidote from him.
Her flushed face grew even redder, and her entire ear turned bright red, especially her small, round earlobe, which looked like a drop of blood, or a richly colored ruby.
Mu Xingye stared at it for a while, then opened his lips and put it in his mouth.
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