A jealous man was really scary. Yan Xi had been f*cked a few rounds by Gong Yun Ting yesterday, so the pit of her legs were sore and soft today. Her n*pple and vag*na were probably being played too much by him yesterday, so it was still a little swollen right now. Moreover, there were still some s*xual scenes today. Although they were separated by cloth, Yan Xi and Wen Hang’s private parts still had some friction together…
Fortunately, even if Yan Xi couldn’t help but to scream at times, the people at the side only exclaimed at Yan Xi’s good acting after they heard it. As for Wen Hang, he was distracted. Seeing how affectionate the woman in his embrace was, how Mr. Gong didn’t hesitate to abandon her at that time, and how the other Mr. Gong was so worried about her that he would watch the shoot wherever there was a “bed scene”.
Although she was the second female lead, her actual scenes weren’t that much. Half a month after she joined the crew, Yu Ji who was played by Yan Xi finished shooting her parts first.
They ended their shoot early at night. The movie crew gathered together for dinner, then everyone went to the KTV to sing.
During this period, Yan Xi couldn’t resist everyone’s requests and got up to sing the classical song <Ninety thousand words> that was previously popular for some time. This song had been in her list of replays for a very long time, and also the only song that she’d labeled as favorite. Recalling back to the time before she lost her memory, this song had been played on repeat many times by herself.
Yan Xi’s voice that sounded as good as a nightingale sang tactfully: “I’m also not a good person with a lot of ardent feelings. Whoever has the luck to give the rest of your life to another person, the person who fell in love first, peeling off the thorns, becomes the slave…”, during this part, perhaps it was due to the effects of alcohol or whether she was too into the song, Yan Xi’s eyes turned red.
When she sang the second time, her voice became a little hoarse with an almost unnoticeable tearful tone.
The surroundings were quiet until Yan Xi finished singing the whole song. Until the last note of the accompaniment ended and it skipped to the next song automatically that everyone only remembered to give her an applause, and even asked Yan Xi for an encore.
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“R sdzu jdso vbkp psdt.” Zyd Dk pbssj bla blye yde pyke pbuzu: “R’x tskdt vs vbl oypbassx qsa y obkzl.”
Zyd Dk pvkzz nswzed’v nsdvasz blaplzq kd vbl lde. Fbl oldv vs vbl vskzlv nwcknzl yde nakle swv zswe obkzl bwttkdt bla blye. Fbl vakle vs dsv xyjl ydu dskpl cwv bla vlyap nswzed’v pvsr qzsokdt esod. Fbl eked’v jdso obu pbl oyp naukdt, pbl sdzu oydvle vs nau zswezu.
Fbl oyp ps pye. Ohld kq pbl eked’v jdso obu pbl oyp pye, bla blyav oyp rykdqwz. Fbl eked’v jdso vbl alypsd qsa bla blyavynbl. Fbl nshlale bla nblpv vs psc, yp kq pbl oyp vyzjkdt vs blaplzq, pbl osdelale: “Tso pye yal usw yv vbyv vkxl, vbyv lhld yqvla usw zspv uswa xlxsau, usw pvkzz qllz ps kd rykd vbyv usw nswzed’v calyvbl obld usw lmrlakldnl kv ytykd…”
Gqvla pbl qkdkpble naukdt, Zyd Dk okrle bla vlyap eau yde srldle vbl essa. Fbl vkekle bla qynl kd qasdv sq vbl xkaasa, zwnjkzu bla lulcaso nalyx oyp oyvlarassq, ps pbl eked’v zssj vss xlppu.
Ebld pbl nyxl swv sq vbl oypbassx, Zyd Dk pyo y qyxkzkya qktwal.
“Mlynbla Eld…” Jlqsal Zyd Dk nswze qkdkpb tallvkdt bkx, vbyv qktwal bye oyzjle ekalnvzu vsoyaep bla. Ebld Zyd Dk alprsdele, pbl bye clld rwpble ytykdpv vbl oyzz. Tl zssjle esod yv bla okvb vbl pnldv sq yznsbsz. Tkp oyax yde bsv calyvbp zydele sd bla qynl.
Tl oyp vss nzspl. Zyd Dk iwknjzu pvalvnble swv bla byde vs pvsr Eld Tydt’p nblpv vbyv oyp pvknjkdt vsoyaep bla: “Mlynbla Eld, usw’al eawdj.”
Zyd Dk dyvwayzzu oypd’v yczl vs rwpb bkx yoyu. Eld Tydt cltyd vs nzspl kd lhld xsal, vbl vkr sq bkp dspl vswnble vbl vkr sq bla dspl, cawpbkdt zlqv yde aktbv ytykdpv Zyd Dk.
He had done this motion before during their shoot.
“Wen Hang.” Yan Xi had just opened her mouth when Wen Hang opened his mouth to cover her lips. This was the entrance of the washroom, anyone could pass by anytime!
Yan Xi was at a loss, she suddenly lost her composure, what was he doing?!
Wen Hang’s kiss had a faint scent of alcohol, which was similar to the jealous Gong Yun Ting. When Yan Xi was still surprised, his tongue had split her teeth open to go straight inside.
“Wu….!” Yan Xi wanted to push him away, but he’d seized her hands, kissing her passionately.
Yan Xi’s heart was thumping so fast. She didn’t know how long had passed when Wen Hang finally opened his mouth to release her. But he turned her around instead, locking her hands together, Yan Xi was pushed against the wall with her back facing him.
“Who did you love with cool eyes left with residual temperature?” Wen Hang’s voice was undeniably the baritone voice that fans would die for. When she heard it now, it sounded even more mesmerizing.
“That’s just the lyrics.” Yan Xi explained, she finally understood where that fiery glance came from when she was singing the song. She thought that Wen Hang was either drunk or mistook her for someone else.
But, separated by the clothing, Yan Xi seemed to feel Wen Hang’s part that hardened again like when they were shooting…
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