Lu Yinbing didn't let Xia Yitong wait too long. The script supervisor clapped the board, and Lu Yinbing finished the shot smoothly and called it a day. Then she winked at Xia Yitong from a distance and left first. Assistant Xia Yitong quickly followed.
Xiaoxi was about to follow, but Xue Yao stopped her in her tracks: "Where are you going?"
"I..." Xiaoxi felt a little aggrieved, but she was as timid as ever in front of Xue Yao, "Go and help."
"No need to go, stay here."
"good."
Xiaoxi felt that the assistant carrying the takeaway box looked familiar. She opened her eyes wide, pointed at Xia Yitong, and said to Xue Yao: "She seems..."
Xue Yao coughed.
Xiaoxi swallowed her words back.
There was only her makeup artist in Lu Yinbing's private dressing room. The makeup artist was from the studio and there was no need to avoid suspicion. As soon as she entered the room, Lu Yinbing pulled off Xia Yitong's mask, lowered her head, and kissed her as passionately as last time in the car.
Xia Yitong was so dizzy from the kiss that she leaned against the door panel, unable to breathe. She was supported by Lu Yinbing's support on her waist. Lu Yinbing rubbed her lips until they were red and swollen, and then let go reluctantly.
"Go wait for me on the sofa." Lu Yinbing kissed her ear, his voice a little hoarse.
Xia Yitong could tell that she was moved, and couldn't help but have the same thought. He hummed softly and sat down on the sofa obediently, with his knees together and his hands on them.
Lu Yinbing had never felt that the process of removing makeup was so long. She kept looking at Xia Yitong out of the corner of her eye. The makeup artist put down the last cotton pad and said, "Okay..."
Lu Yinbing rushed over and took Xia Yitong's hand.
The moment she held her hand, Lu Yinbing's mood miraculously calmed down. There were still several days left. Why was she acting like a horny person? This was not good, not good. So she slowly put the mask back on Xia Yitong, observed her carefully, and smiled: "Let's go back to the hotel."
Xia Yitong was taken out of the set like this. Xiaoxi, as Lu Yinbing's personal assistant, naturally followed behind him and carried Xia Yitong's bag as well.
She was in great shock now. If she was not dreaming, her idol, Xia Yitong came to visit her artist, Lu Yinbing, and she came alone secretly, without even bringing Xian'er, who was always favored.
What does this mean? Xiaoxi couldn't believe the shocking conclusion.
Until the three of them walked through the alley together and entered the hotel. The hotel was not large and was directly booked by the crew. There would be no media or paparazzi following them, so it was very safe. It was so safe that Lu Yinbing hugged Xia Yitong as soon as he entered the door and kissed her on the lips.
Then he pointed at Xiaoxi, looked at Xia Yitong's shy face, and said with a smile: "Put your bag on the table, and close the door when you leave."
Xiaoxi: “!!!”
She, she, she... She had some doubts as to whether this world was a magic castle, the kind that could make dreams come true.
The assistant beside him didn't move for a long time, so Lu Yinbing finally gave him a look and frowned, "Why don't you move?"
"Oh!" Xiaoxi rushed in and put down the bag, then sprinted a hundred meters to the door, closed the door considerately, and went back to her room with her hands and feet trembling while grinning foolishly.
Xiaoxi took the phone and threw herself on the bed, her hands shaking with excitement—Xianer, Xianer, Xianer!!!
Xiaoxi must not call him that more than three times at a time, and she kept this in mind.
Fang Hui was on vacation, watching TV on the sofa at home, her phone lit up, showing a new message on WeChat. She finished eating the apple in her hand, washed her hands and dried them, came back, smiled, stretched out one leg, and replied—did your artist finish work? So free
Xiaoxi—Look at what you said, I was also free when my artist was filming [hehe]
Fang Hui—Then you are great.
Xiaoxi—Do you want a kiss, a hug, and applause for me
Fang Hui-Guess [smile]
Xiaoxi—If you don’t want to kiss me, then don’t kiss me. Why are you threatening me? I’m telling you, I found out something today. Ah, ah, now I’ve exploded into a firework right here.
Fang Hui—What
Xiaoxi was very excited throughout the whole process. She originally wanted to share it with Fang Hui, but this involved Lu Yinbing's privacy, and she couldn't tell it to outsiders casually. She hesitated immediately, but gossip, especially the fact that her dream couple had come true, was something she couldn't get out of her heart. She was going to die of suffocation!
She had a thought: What if Fang Hui already knew about this? Why not ask her indirectly first
Xiaoxi—Where did your artist go? Why aren’t you with her
Fang Wei—Did you see her
Xiaoxi—Huh
Fang Hui - Aren't you on the set now? If you hadn't seen Xia Yitong, how would you know I wasn't with her
Xiaoxi -…
Fang Hui—Did you notice that my artist went to visit your artist’s class
Xiaoxi -…
Fang Hui—So you should know the thing that I already know. It doesn’t count as leaking the artist’s privacy. Just tell me. I’m afraid you’ll suffocate to death.
Xiaoxi - [speechless.jpg]
She felt like a thief who was stealing something with a gong. She foolishly struck the heavy gong to see if anyone was home, but was caught by the owner of the house who rushed out.
Fang Wei laughed, her fingers swiped across the touch screen keyboard, and she slid out three words smoothly: Xiao Daibi
Xiaoxi started to smile foolishly again.
Fang Hui - [smile]
Xiaoxi - It's definitely you who are the plastic sisters. Since you knew it a long time ago, why didn't you tell me
Fang Hui - [smile]
She was laughing at herself for being stupid again. There was no point in chatting today! Xiaoxi angrily called and complained about Fang Hui in a unreasonable way. Fang Hui let her talk and only made light ridicules. Xiaoxi was defeated in a short time and put the matter behind her. She enthusiastically talked to her about summer ice.
The two assistants were chatting animatedly, but in the room of the two artists there were only ambiguous gasps and uncontrollable and chaotic moans.
Without saying a word, Lu Yinbing pushed the person onto the bed.
What kind of character setting, whether it collapses or not, we will talk about it later, life should be enjoyed to the fullest. The bed sheet was crumpled into a ball, biting on Lu Yinbing's shoulder, standing still for a few seconds, and finally loosened his clenched fist, and fell back on the bed with his back.
Xia Yitong's face was flushed and she was breathing heavily. Her upper body clothes, including her underwear, were pushed up to her chest, but her lower body was naked. Lu Yinbing was neatly dressed except for a tooth mark on the shoulder of her clothes.
Lu Yinbing took out a few tissues from the tissue box on the bedside table, pressed them between Xia Yitong's legs, and gently wiped the water marks. Then, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised up in an evil arc, and he unexpectedly leaned down, covering that place with his warm mouth.
"Ah!" Xia Yitong shuddered uncontrollably again and couldn't help but scream out.
Lu Yinbing wanted to move again, but Xia Yitong's hand reached out from above and pressed her head down, pushing it away. Lu Yinbing raised her head from between her legs in confusion, her red lips slightly parted, revealing the rosy and soft tip of her tongue, as if asking her, "Don't you like it?" Xia Yitong's face turned even redder, and she didn't know if it was because of the afterglow of the orgasm or because of her lewd actions at this time. Xia Yitong reacted again when she saw her, but shame overcame desire. She took two breaths and whispered, "I... want to take a shower first. I'm not... not very... comfortable."
Lu Yinbing's eyes lit up: "Then I'll give you some water!"
Xia Yitong: “???”
Why did she sound so excited
Lu Yinbing lifted his legs and went to the bathroom. Xia Yitong put his legs together, pulled the quilt over his lower body, then sat up, straightened his upper body clothes, and looked around at where Lu Yinbing had lived for the past few months.
The accommodation here is far worse than the previous filming of "Breaking Snow". It may be because of the choice of the studio. The surrounding areas are relatively desolate, so all accommodations can only be simple. The bed sheets are not the white of the hotel, but pure sky blue, which feels very good to the touch. The pillows are double, probably bought by Lu Yinbing for hygiene. The room is also quite large, with a living room and a sofa. The sofa seems to be newly bought, leather, and very spacious. Xia Yitong thought of some not-so-good scenes, and her ears became hot again. She quickly pulled her thoughts back.
Didn’t they just do that? Why was she thinking about it again? She was really... really blinded by lust.
Alas, she was not this kind of person before. She would have erotic dreams once every half a month at most. But now she always thinks about this kind of thing... Xia Yitong raised her hands to cover her face and reflected on herself.
Lu Yinbing came out of the bathroom, patted his forehead and said with a smile: "I forgot there is no bathtub here, only a shower. Do you mind? Why are you covering your face? Are your eyes uncomfortable?"
Xia Yitong put his hand down: "No."
"Remember to tell me if you feel any discomfort." Lu Yinbing gently held her hand and pinched her fingers.
Xia Yitong didn't know why, but she moved her legs. As soon as she did this, she regretted it and wanted to hit herself to death.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Lu Yinbing was quite serious.
Xia Yitong panicked even more: "No, no."
"Don't be shy. If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me. I've seen it everywhere. You're not a stranger." The more she said this, the more worried Lu Yinbing became. She used brute force to remove the blanket covering her legs, spread her legs apart, observed them carefully, and touched them with her hands. "Is it uncomfortable here?"
Xia Yitong's shame nerves were overstimulated and had gone numb. She barely raised the corners of her mouth, her face ashen, "No."
Lu Yinbing moved again and checked carefully: "Here?"
"no."
"Is that here?"
“No.”
"Is this the place? I think I took a bite just now."
“… It’s okay. It doesn’t hurt.”
"That… "
After checking, Lu Yinbing looked down at his wet fingertips, bit his lower lip, and wanted to laugh but didn't dare to: "..."
Xia Yitong looked at her quietly: "Are you satisfied?"
Lu Yinbing suppressed his smile and nodded.
Xia Yitong looked resigned, holding her wrist and gently pressing down, "Okay, come in."