He Jinxia felt her whole body swaying in the air, floating uncertainly like a cloud with nowhere to go, when suddenly a heavy branding iron dropped from the sky, smashing down upon her cloud and sending her plummeting rapidly.
After plummeting to the extreme, she began to ascend slowly, her consciousness blurred, and she could only grip tightly the person on her body, letting him lead her to another misty world.
Love originates unknowingly, and once it starts, it deepens.
Sheng Yan had originally only wanted to kiss her as a punishment, but in the end, he was the one who got hooked.
His kisses moved from her mouth to her eyebrows, forehead, and behind her ears, covering each spot as if only by doing so, could he pour out the joy and longing in his heart.
He Jinxia could only feel Sheng Yan’s body getting hotter, hugging her tighter and tighter, tormenting her severely, causing her body to tremble lightly, her long eyelashes fluttering like a butterfly wanting to take flight.
The atmosphere turned into fire, gradually igniting, getting hotter and more intense.
Sweat dripped down Sheng Yan’s forehead, his face taut, his expression not looking good.
The Jinxia in his arms was soft like a puddle of spring water, looking up at him with eyes as enchanting as silk, thick with affection.
Sheng Yan’s temple twitched, and he pinched Jinxia’s waist hard before immediately standing up and stepping back a few steps.
He took a deep breath and said, "I’m going to take a shower."
Without waiting for He Jinxia to speak, he quickly left.
He Jinxia watched his retreating figure in a flurry, blinked, and couldn’t help but laugh out loud, "Pfft!"
Thinking thus, a schadenfreude smile appeared on He Jinxia’s face.
Her eyes darting, she got up from the bed and ran to the bathroom door, feigning concern as she said, "Brother Sheng Yan, don’t take a cold shower; it’s bad for your health!"
The sound of water, rushing in the bathroom, mingled with the woman’s shouting, it was uncertain whether the person inside could hear it or not. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel·fire.net
Determined to tease him, He Jinxia continued softly to call out, "Brother Sheng Yan, Brother Sheng Yan~~"
Her voice was affected, soft and a bit husky, each call drifting into Sheng Yan’s ears inside the bathroom.
He closed his eyes, forcing himself to calm down, using the cold water to cool down his heat.
Outside, He Jinxia was still leaning against the wall, intermittently calling out "Brother Sheng," her voice tender and clear, like a feather lightly grazing the heart.
Sheng Yan: "Since Sister He is so warmly inviting..."
He Jinxia was startled by his voice, shivered, and stepped back a few steps.
Sheng Yan raised an eyebrow, leaning against the door, his voice clear, "Sister He, Brother Sheng is waiting for you, won’t you come over?"
He Jinxia pulled the blanket over her head tightly and muttered "Nasty rogue!"
Seeing that she didn’t move, Sheng Yan chuckled lightly, closed the door, and went back to take his shower.
Early the next morning, Cheng Xiaohua and Luo You escorted He Jinxia back to the film crew.
Jinxia’s spirits were completely revived from the previous day’s gloom, looking eager as she observed the scenery out the window, occasionally humming along with a song, her body radiating joy.
Luo You and Cheng Xiaohua exchanged glances, wondering... had they made up?
Luo You thought it over, having missed a good opportunity before, and now asking about the artist’s personal feelings seemed a bit too pressing.
Jinxia was still young, and young people are often stubborn, prone to sticking to their guns; facing this situation, it’s better to let her volunteer information about her feelings than to force her to confess.
It’s better to clear the way than to block it; young artists falling in love is an inevitable affair.
Therefore, he didn’t dwell on this issue but instead asked, "Do you still remember the drama I asked you to audition for before?"
He Jinxia’s expression paused, how could she forget? Just yesterday she had argued with Sheng Yan about the investors of that drama.
She asked indifferently, "What about it?"
Luo You frowned, "I checked my email this morning and saw that last night the crew sent an invitation, they want to invite you to play the third female lead."
"The third female lead? Didn’t Jinxia audition for the lead female role before?" Cheng Xiaohua asked, puzzled.
Luo You spoke gravely, "They want you for the third female lead, naturally they will find an excuse, saying based on your performance at the time, they think you fit the image of the third female lead better. What do you think?"
He Jinxia pondered for a moment, her brows slightly furrowed, she tapped her finger on her leg and shook her head, "Unworthy, I won’t do it."
With her current popularity, she didn’t need to play third female lead, even if the character of the third female lead was excellent, after all, it was still a supporting role, it could only bring a moment of brilliance, without any significant benefits, and might even confine her image.
Luo You nodded, "I thought the same. If you were to take it, I would advise you against it, but—"
He paused, unsurely said, "But I have a feeling, if you don’t want the third female lead, if I talk to the crew, perhaps they might offer you the role of the second female lead."
He Jinxia recalled the story of that drama, continued to shake her head, "The second female lead appears throughout the drama, the role is substantial, but it clashes with the image in ’Small Bridge, Flowing Water, People,’ can’t shoot it."
Cheng Xiaohua couldn’t help but ask, "Brother Luo, can’t we strive for the lead role?"