Stick out your tongue
This question is no different from Einstein's theory of relativity to physicists, complicated and tangled. On the one hand, Xia Yitong can't deny that she longs for Lu Yinbing to touch her more intimately, but on the other hand, this is not a real filming after all, her purpose is not simple, and she doesn't want Lu Yinbing to be deceived by her and get close to her.
She hesitated for a while, then let out a sigh of relief, with worries in her eyes and eyebrows: "It depends on how you feel. If you feel it, do it."
Lu Yinbing looked at her and smiled.
Xia Yitong was puzzled by her laughter and asked, "What are you laughing at, Teacher Lu?"
Lu Yinbing smiled even more: "I'm laughing at you for being shy even when kissing me. Don't worry, I'm a self-disciplined actor and I won't take advantage of you."
Xia Yitong: “…”
No, no, no, Teacher Lu, you misunderstood. I was just afraid that I wouldn't be able to help but take advantage of you.
The more Lu Yinbing was unaware of her ill intentions, the more Xia Yitong felt like a big bad wolf waiting for a rabbit to take the bait.
The self-disciplined "rabbit" got ready: "Come on, give it a try."
"Do we have to go through the previous steps again?" Xia Yitong asked with his heart pounding.
Lu Yinbing, who was already lying on the bed, thought for a moment and sat up: "Let's go through it again. I'm afraid you can't get into the mood. Even if it's like this, it's too fast. How about letting it brew for a few minutes?"
"You're right. I'm slow to get into the role. I'll prepare myself for it first." Xia Yitong felt as if she had been pardoned. She used this as an excuse to take a breath. "Five minutes is ok?"
"OK."
Five minutes later.
It had been more than a month since Jing Xiu left the palace. There were many people in the palace, so Chen Qing disguised himself as a guard, stole a cloud card, and left the palace overnight. It was midsummer, and the cicadas in the courtyard were chirping. In the room, Jing Xiu was only wearing a snow-white nightgown, with a lavender sachet on the pillow to repel mosquitoes, revealing her slender waist, and tossing and turning on the bed.
One moment she thought that her second brother and the third brother must have framed each other, and if they were impeached by the Imperial Censor tomorrow, they would completely lose their qualifications to compete for the throne. Another moment she thought that the palace soldiers were short of a coach, should she let Yingzi go? All the thoughts faded away, and she suddenly sat up from the bed, startling the personal maid who was fanning her. She immediately put away the fan and prostrated herself on the ground.
"Bring me a cloak."
"promise."
Jing Xiu was wearing a moon-white cloak with golden embroidery. Her long hair was loose, but the widow's peak on her forehead was still clearly visible. This unconventional style only highlighted the arrogance in her nature.
After Xia Yitong finished her cameo role as a maid, she hid behind the curtain.
The night was like fog. Lu Yinbing took two steps and then stopped. Xia Yitong walked behind her, put his hands under her armpits, hugged her shoulders, and pressed his cheek against hers.
Xia Yitong's chest was pressed against Lu Yinbing's back, and the sound of her accelerated heartbeat was transmitted through her body without any hesitation. Lu Yinbing raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, "You can even act out an accelerated heartbeat. I really underestimated you. But it seems to be beating a little too fast."
Jing Xiu held Chen Qing's wrist and brought her from behind to the front. She was very thoughtful and looked around before cautiously ushering Chen Qing into the house. The emotions were already there, so the following lines were skipped and the two of them went straight to the kiss scene.
The first scene was at the table, where Jing Xiu made a naive attempt.
The second scene was on the bed.
Chen Qing in the play is four or five years older than Jing Xiu. Later, she became Jing Xiu's counselor, and Jing Xiu obeyed her in everything. So this kiss scene was destined to be led by Xia Yitong.
The two of them lay in bed together.
"Your Highness..." Xia Yitong looked at Lu Yinbing with her beautiful eyes that looked like clear amber, and her fingers gently touched her cheek, again and again.
Lu Yinbing: "Ka, I think you can speak a little softer. Also, your emotions are not right. I don't think you are in love with me."
Xia Yitong was surprised at her sharpness. She was afraid of being exposed, so she kept it to herself.
She said, “I’ll do it again.”
"Your Highness..." Her voice was as light as a whisper, as if the person speaking was right beside Lu Yinbing, yet seemed very far away from her. There was forbearance, admiration, and a hint of inexplicable sadness.
"Chen..." Lu Yinbing got into the state in a second and immediately put herself into Jing Xiu's shoes. Her heart trembled and her throat moved slightly. Her words stopped when she met Xia Yitong's eyes.
Her eyes were full of drama, whether it was Chen Qing's entanglement at the time, or her determination to take that path, it was more about her admiration for the man in front of her. It is said that some people have light in their eyes, although it is mostly caused by the lights at that time, but for a moment, Lu Yinbing really saw the light in her eyes.
No one spoke, the lights were silent, and no one knew who approached first, but their lips touched. Lu Yinbing opened her eyes wide in horror. She was her father's concubine, how could this happen? Reason overwhelmed her emotions, and she wanted to hide behind, but how could Xia Yitong let her go? Her arms encircled all her retreat routes, and she stared at her with eyes as vast as the sea of clouds.
She leaned over again, and Lu Yinbing did not resist. She stroked Lu Yinbing's face with her slender fingers. Lu Yinbing's eyelashes trembled, and her thin lips were tightly pursed, looking like a young man struggling and eager. Their lips touched again, and gradually, consciousness and the night outside the window became heavier.
Xia Yitong was able to write a 10,000-word essay with rich examples on the topic of imagining the feeling of kissing Lu Yinbing, but when she really touched her, she found that her assumptions were just floating bubbles in the sky and could not stand up. The feeling of a real kiss is soft and sweet, hoping for more, more, and never letting go.
Lu Yinbing had filmed kissing scenes before, but not many, and they were all with male actors. Plus the use of stand-ins, body doubles, etc., the number could be counted on one hand. Every time, she was able to follow the professional ethics of an actor and get into the role brilliantly. But this time, she found that she seemed to be out of the play. The person in front of her gradually changed from Chen Qing back to Xia Yitong, and she herself also changed back to Lu Yinbing. No matter how she kissed, it didn't feel right, but it wasn't completely wrong. It was very contradictory.
She opened her eyes and thought, and did not push Xia Yitong away for a moment. When something soft tentatively brushed across her lips, Lu Yinbing tilted her head and said, "Mimosa, I have a problem."
Xia Yitong was so frightened that she immediately pulled away. Her eyes were blurred for a moment, but she regained her composure in an instant and asked calmly, "What's the problem?"
"A serious question."
"What?"
"I've never kissed a woman before." Lu Yinbing said, "It feels weird."
"But aren't you playing a man?"
"I know, but..." Lu Yinbing looked into her eyes and asked, "Is this your first time kissing a woman?"
Xia Yitong nodded.
"Then how can you be so natural?"
"I am dedicated to my work and willing to sacrifice my looks." Xia Yitong used a joke to hide her blushing face.
Lu Yinbing tapped her on the forehead: "Are you saying that I'm unprofessional?"
"Just kidding, I wouldn't dare."
Lu Yinbing unbuttoned a button on his collar, pulled the quilt over him, lay on his side with his back facing Xia Yitong, and closed his eyes first: "Let's go to sleep. It turns out that I don't feel anything when I'm not acting on the set."
Xia Yitong did not suspect anything, she also lay down on the other side, and did not forget to remind him: "The air conditioner is cold at night, Teacher Lu should button up his clothes to avoid catching a cold."
"Well, I'll deduct it in a moment."
Xia Yitong reached out to turn off the light: "Good night."
"Good night."
After about a minute in the darkness, Xia Yitong asked, "Teacher Lu, what do you like to do?"
No one answered.
"Teacher Lu? Are you asleep?"
"Good night." Xia Yitong turned around, looked at Lu Yinbing's back, and fell asleep peacefully.
Lu Yinbing was at this end of the bed with his eyes open, looking extremely clear-headed.
She has been in the film industry for so many years and has won numerous awards. How could she not be able to get into the role because of the gender of her co-star? Even if she were to fall in love with a pig, Queen Lu would be able to transcend race and love it in a second, not to mention a woman? After all, they are still the same species. Unless... her heart as Lu Yinbing was confused.
After noticing that there was no movement behind her, Lu Yinbing also turned around. She moved very lightly, and the water bed barely moved up and down. Lu Yinbing couldn't see her, but she could sense how close she was to her. She moved her face closer and could feel Xia Yitong's breath and the milky scent on her body. She didn't know what kind of shower gel she used, but it smelled very similar to the scent of a child, very attractive.
—It really doesn’t feel right when I’m not acting on the set.
I don't know if Xia Yitong believed this nonsense. She is so smart that she should have noticed such a poor excuse, right? She didn't think I had any improper thoughts about her, did she? She just... She just...
What is it? Is it that I can't tell the difference between the person and the play? Or what
Lu Yinbing was unwilling to think deeply.
Her life is like a track with a well-planned direction and accurate to every corner. She doesn't want the train to derail and head towards a road she doesn't know. She thinks that she has played so many roles, and the scenery in no place is new. It's not worth it to be roughly the same.
Maybe the night is too beautiful? It will be fine tomorrow.
Go to sleep, she advised herself.
Lu Yinbing continued to think about some messy things, and fell asleep while muttering "dumplings" to herself. The new quilt was still not cold-resistant. She couldn't stretch her arms and legs when she felt cold, so she kicked and hit people. She curled up into a ball and instinctively moved towards the heat source.
The buttons were not buttoned in the end.
Xia Yitong was lying on the ground, her mind surfing in her dream, when she felt something cold moving towards her, thinking it was a skateboard, so she took it into her arms, patted it hard, and said vaguely, "Our journey is to the stars and the sea, take it... Hush, can't say."
Not long after Lu Yinbing fell asleep, she felt someone hitting her head.