Jinzhu's gaze fell on Chi Ruanfan's delicate collarbone, with a look of daze and confusion.
Perhaps to create a warm atmosphere, all the small lights in the bedroom are warm lights.
The warm light enveloped Chi Ruanfan's cold white skin, smoothing out his sharp edges and adding a touch of honey-like allure.
When Chi Ruanfan unbuttoned the third button, Jinzhu's eyelashes trembled slightly and the tips of her ears turned an unnatural red.
He asked in a hoarse voice: "Xiaoruan, what are you doing?"
"Do..." Chi Ruanfan glanced at Jinzhu and said calmly, "What I should do."
Jinzhu's drunken brain was unable to process complex information. Before he understood what "should be done" was, he saw another button being unbuttoned.
As an artist, body management is a compulsory course, and Chi Ruanfan has taken this course to the extreme.
She looks thin when dressed and has muscles when undressed. Her muscle lines are smooth and sexy, and every detail is created with beauty in mind.
Jinzhu quickly looked away, her trembling eyelashes revealing a hint of uneasiness.
Chi Ruanfan leaned over, tentatively kissed the side of Jinzhu's face, and whispered in his ear:
"Why are you hiding? Don't you like me and want to get me?"
The breath swept across Jinzhu's earlobe, bringing a slight tickle. Jinzhu's ears turned red, his chest rose and fell, and he responded slowly: "Xiaoruan is already mine."
Yes, he already belongs to Jinzhu, and from the moment he gave his response, there was no turning back.
Chi Ruanfan took a deep breath and prepared himself mentally for the final time.
It's nothing, he already has the knowledge in this area and has everything prepared.
It was just a one-night stand with another man, and he was drunk and unconscious, so she could only let him do whatever he wanted. There would be no excessive play.
Moreover, Jinzhu is handsome enough and was the person he admired the most at the time.
Although this person was not as good as he thought, this face and this body remained unchanged and were still the way he liked them.
Chi Ruanfan moved slowly down and gently nibbled Jinzhu's Adam's apple.
"No," Jinzhu suddenly grabbed Chi Ruanfan's shoulders and said anxiously, "Xiaoruan, don't do this."
"No?"
Chi Ruanfan raised his head, with a business smile on his face, but no smile in his eyes, "You don't want me anymore?"
"I want..." Jinzhu said, and heard Chi Ruanfan sneer, and then he buried his head and continued his previous work. He hurriedly said:
"No! I just want the moon, not these."
"Don't want these?" Chi Ruanfan frowned.
No preparation, just go straight in? That would be painful.
Or maybe Jinzhu just likes to feel a little more pain?
Under the influence of alcohol, Jinzhu's vision was blurry and she couldn't see Chi Ruanfan's expression at all.
He resisted the urge to feel dizzy and slowly stood up. He embraced Chi Ruanfan and stuffed him into the quilt. He then fell down beside Chi Ruanfan, muttering:
"I won't bully Xiaoruan."
Chi Ruanfan let him fiddle with it, and when Jinzhu stopped moving, he looked at the ceiling blankly.
My eyes have been open for too long and are a little dry, as if they need some water or something to wash them.
"You have bullied me many times already." Chi Ruanfan said slowly.
That day in the elevator, and every time I approached him afterwards, staring at him with such a burning gaze, I was bullying him.
When he has given up insisting, offered himself, and treated all this as work, what's the point of saying that you won't bully him?
There was no response, only the sound of Jinzhu's steady breathing.
Fell asleep.
Well, he's tired too.
Chi Ruanfan lay quietly for a while, then he thought of something, turned around, moved Jinzhu, and turned him over to prevent him from suffocating to death while lying down.
Taking his hand back, Chi Ruanfan moved to the side away from Jinzhu, turned his back to her, and lay down with his eyes closed.
…
That was a dinner party organized by the crew to thank Jin for their investment.
The investor of Jinshi is Mr. Jin, the movie star who was once obsessed with acting and is now the president of Jinshi Group.
Mr. Jin never invests in idol dramas, but he made an exception this time. It is said that he has his eyes on a certain artist.
Several leading and supporting actors from the crew went, but originally there was no place for Chi Ruanfan, a minor role, but he was a fan of Jinzhu, so he went to the director specially for this purpose.
Chi Ruanfan’s performance was very spiritual, and the director wanted to cultivate him, so he took him along.
Jinzhu was just as good as Chi Ruanfan had imagined.
Time has made him more mature, and more steady and calm than when he was the best actor.
He is still cool and handsome, with an outstanding temperament. Even among a group of celebrity artists, he is the most outstanding one.
Jinzhu also cares about the younger generation. When he was urged to drink, Jinzhu came over and drank the glass of wine for him.
Chi Ruanfan had the opportunity to talk to Jinzhu, but he was so excited that it seemed like Jinzhu was talking to him and listening to him.
Such a quiet person actually said a lot to him. Jinzhu praised his acting skills and talked to him about movies and roles.
Jinzhu seemed to be more gentle and patient with him than with others.
The alcohol content of that glass of wine was a bit high and Jinzhu got drunk.
As the only person in the audience who didn't drink, Chi Ruanfan saw Jinzhu off.
He helped Jinzhu into the elevator.
The elevator door closed, and he embraced Jinzhu, letting her warm body press against him.
Jinzhu leaned on his neck, the alcohol made his temperature rise and his breathing became particularly hot.
"Mr. Jin?"
The overheated breath made Chi Ruanfan feel a little uncomfortable. He turned his head and felt a hand falling on his waist, stroking it gently.
Chi Ruanfan's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly pressed his hand down, his mind going blank for a moment.
Maybe Jinzhu was drunk and unconscious.
As Chi Ruanfan was thinking this, he heard Jinzhu's slightly drunken voice next to his ear.
"His acting is outstanding, his performance is very spiritual and fascinating."
The hand touched up again.
"Mr. Jin!" Chi Ruanfan raised his voice with a look of disbelief.
Jinzhu seemed to be awakened, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.
He helped Chi Ruanfan stand up by supporting his waist, then staggered and pushed him against the elevator wall.
Jinzhu's lips brushed Chi Ruanfan's cheek, her hot breath fell, the smell of alcohol lingered, and a hoarse voice sounded:
"Follow me, I will give you the best resources."
Chi Ruanfan frowned and tried to turn his head away, as if he was trying to escape from something.
In the dream, he was unable to leave Jinzhu behind, but was forcibly taken back to the villa by Jinzhu.
He was pinned down by Jinzhu, and all his limbs were restrained.
There was darkness all around. Jinzhu sat on him, staring at him with her eyes that had lost their coldness, like a wolf king locking onto its prey, wanting to devour him.
"Xiaoruan, you are already mine." the man said in his ear.
Chi Ruanfan pursed his lips tightly, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Xiaoruan? Xiaoruan..."
As the calls rang out, Chi Ruanfan slowly opened his eyes and saw Jinzhu with a worried look on his face.
Chi Ruanfan's pupils shrank and he subconsciously pushed the person away, using all his strength.
He sat up hurriedly, but suddenly froze.
This is the familiar master bedroom of the villa. The sunlight shines into the house through the curtains, illuminating everything cleanly and brightly. There is no darkness, and nothing restrains his hands and feet.
It’s... a dream.
Chi Ruanfan suddenly relaxed, fell backwards, and fell onto the pillow, breathing rapidly.
Jinzhu got up and came to Chi Ruanfan. Seeing his pale face, she asked tentatively:
"Did you have a nightmare?"
Chi Ruanfan was speechless. He closed his eyes, not wanting to look at that face, and hummed softly.
Thinking of Chi Ruanfan's subconscious reaction just now, Jinzhu was silent for a while and asked in a low voice:
"Nightmare, is it related to me?"
Chi Ruanfan hummed again, his voice was so light that it dissipated into the air without anyone noticing.
"It was just a dream."
Jinzhu brushed away the hair that fell on Chi Ruanfan's eyes, took a tissue, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Xiaoruan, I won't bully you." Jinzhu said.
Chi Ruanfan said nothing.
Jinzhu wiped gently, from forehead to neck.
My hand touched the edge of the quilt.
Jinzhu moved gently and slowly pulled the quilt off Chi Ruanfan. Then, his eyes suddenly widened.
Clothes, open.
Jinzhu held her breath, suppressed the trembling in her hands, and gently covered the quilt to Chi Ruanfan's jawline.
Jinzhu remembered the night Chi Ruanfan first came to the villa, he buttoned his pajamas meticulously to the top.
Chi Ruanfan is not the kind of person who would fall asleep in his pajamas like this.
I have absolutely no memory of last night.
Once he got drunk, he had no recollection of what happened while he was drunk.
After a while, Jinzhu asked:
"I bullied you last night... didn't I?"
Chi Ruanfan pursed his lips and said nothing, not because of Jinzhu's words, but because he found himself reacting.
He actually had such a shameful reaction to such a nightmare.