Chapter 394: Chapter 394: Stay and Lie with Me a While Longer
“You can try all the flavors first.” Tang Li pushed forward the other three boxes of cartridge refills, “Whichever you like, I’ll buy that kind for you next time. My assistant knows a reliable personal shopper. I’ll have her help me buy it.”
At this point, she looked at Song Baiyan again: “I’ve started acting again, and with money to buy these refills, consider it a little way for me to start repaying the fifty thousand yuan.”
Song Baiyan’s mouth curled into a smile: “Did you get a raise recently?”
“Sort of.” Tang Li stretched out two fingers, one horizontal and one vertical, to form a number, “The film pays me a hundred thousand yuan, I’m still a newcomer now. When I’m famous in the future, my annual income won’t be too low.”
Modestly, Tang Li added specifically: “Definitely higher than the President’s annual salary.”
Song Baiyan pulled her over.
Tang Li didn’t struggle and sat on his lap.
This intimacy was still somewhat uncomfortable for Tang Li.
Taking the initiative and the response from the other person were essentially different.
Song Baiyan sat at the desk, his left hand naturally resting on her waist: “Do you find acting tiring?”
“Not tiring.” Tang Li paused, then added, “I didn’t know my interests before, but after shooting my first film, it’s like I found a goal to strive for.”
“Having a goal is a good thing.” Song Baiyan nodded his head, “Don’t judge heroes based on success or failure, trying hard always teaches you something.”
Feeling affirmed, Tang Li felt sweet inside.
She thought of something, her eyes turned to Song Baiyan: “Are you leaving?”
It wasn’t a hint for him to leave, but knowing that he had been busy all day, he probably hadn’t rested well during this period. The longer she held him back, the less rest he would get.
“Do you want me to leave now?”
Tang Li honestly said: “I don’t want to delay your rest.”
But Song Baiyan said: “An hour or two doesn’t make any difference.”
Tang Li’s right hand rested on his shoulder, and through the suit and shirt, she could feel the taut muscles, only so tense from over fatigue. So, she volunteered: “Let me give you a massage.”
Having said that, she stood up first.
She walked to her own bed, pushed the quilt aside in preparation, then looked at Song Baiyan.
Song Baiyan laughed: “You know how to massage?”
Tang Li learned massage for Qin Yueru.
In her previous life, during the six months she and Han Jifeng were getting marriage certificates, Qin Yueru’s health was terrible, often suffering from leg cramps in the middle of the night. Tang Li spent money to learn acupoint massages from an old Chinese doctor. She wasn’t an expert, but she could handle a shoulder massage.
Song Baiyan got up from the chair.
A girl’s bed, whether the pillows or the quilt, all had a faint fruity scent.
Once Song Baiyan lay down, the tension that had been holding him tensed began to relax. Tang Li hung his suit jacket aside, had Song Baiyan lay on his stomach, and knelt beside the bed to massage his shoulders.
Due to the incorrect posture, Tang Li couldn’t exert much force after several attempts. Song Baiyan noticed this and calmly said, “Climb on top.”
Tang Li used to squat beside the bed when massaging Qin Yueru’s legs.
She had never straddled anyone.
Hesitating for a few seconds, she first locked the dormitory door, then took off her shoes and climbed onto Song Baiyan’s waist.
After massaging for about 20 minutes, her left hand was held by Song Baiyan: “Is your hand sore?”
Tang Li: “It’s alright.”
After ending the massage, Song Baiyan didn’t get up right away.
He didn’t let go of Tang Li’s hand, instead, he pulled her into his arms and dragged the quilt over both of them: “Stay with me for a little while longer.”