The situation unfolded too suddenly, and Jiang Ling could only watch helplessly as Mo Ran pried open her hand, revealing the crimson marks blooming like plum blossoms on her skin, exposed to the air.
Mo Ran furrowed his brows, his fingertips gently tracing over them.
“Ah…”
An uncontrollable, soft moan slipped from Jiang Ling’s lips, her body tensing as she forced a dry laugh. “Uh, maybe it’s just a mosquito, haha, a mosquito.”
“A mosquito?”
Mo Ran withdrew his fingers, his gaze half-teasing as he stared at Jiang Ling, who was already drenched in sweat. “This mosquito sure knows how to pick its spots. And such a big red patch—looks like it brought the whole family to nibble on you?”
Catching the obvious teasing tone in Mo Ran’s words, Jiang Ling felt a wave of embarrassment so intense she wished she could disappear into the ground. Yet she dared not say more, only letting her eyes flicker nervously, silently cursing Bai Xue in her heart—
It’s all your fault! Human-form mosquito!
“A-Qiu!”
Almost instantly, Bai Xue, who was in the middle of filming, sneezed unexpectedly, apologizing with regretful eyes to Xu Nuo. “Sorry.”
“No worries, no worries, keep going.”
Xu Nuo didn’t mind at all; in fact, her enthusiasm grew. After all, not only Jiang Ling but everyone in this group was stunningly beautiful, a real feast for her eyes!
While filming, Bai Xue casually glanced to the side, where Mo Ran was pointing at Jiang Ling’s neck and saying something. A smile tugged at the corners of her lips.
Hm, caught me, huh.
“Are you dating?”
Mo Ran propped his finger against his chin, asking seriously.
“No way!”
Jiang Ling immediately raised her voice to deny it, blushing fiercely as she waved her hands frantically. “That kind of thing is, um, absolutely impossible… Yo?”
At the last word, she suddenly remembered she had promised Song Meng to pretend to be his girlfriend, and her voice faltered.
“Oh?” Mo Ran raised an eyebrow, a meaningful smile playing on his lips. “Really?”
“Re-really.”
Jiang Ling masked her odd feelings, answering with a somewhat stiff tone.
Anyway, it’s just pretending!
Glancing stealthily at Bai Xue, Jiang Ling noticed she had finished filming and was walking over, so she quickly turned to Mo Ran. “Your turn to shoot, right?”
Though unclear why, Jiang Ling felt inexplicably uneasy, instinctively sensing these two absolutely must not meet right now!
“We’ll talk later.”
When it came to filming, Mo Ran didn’t delay. As he stood up, he glanced thoughtfully at the nervous Jiang Ling, then walked briskly over to the camera.
“My turn?”
Seeing Mo Ran smile as he got into position, Jiang Ling finally relaxed. She then shot a scolding glare at Bai Xue, who had quietly settled beside her.
Leaning in, Jiang Ling whispered sharply, “I told you, you’ll get caught!”
“Sorry.”
Unexpectedly, Bai Xue admitted her mistake plainly, leaving Jiang Ling no chance to unleash the scolding she had prepared. Clearing her throat, Jiang Ling said, “Okay, okay, just don’t do it next time…”
“Next time I’ll kiss you where no one can see.”
Bai Xue interrupted with a bright smile.
“…Nowhere is allowed.”
Jiang Ling turned her head, muttering to herself, “Seriously, is teasing me this much fun? And it’s only getting worse.”
Hearing this, Bai Xue’s expression darkened as she stared at Jiang Ling for a moment. When Jiang Ling looked up, Bai Xue returned to her usual composure, curling her lips and sliding her fingertip down the red mark, slowly moving closer as if about to touch inside…
Jiang Ling immediately stopped her. “What are you doing?”
“Checking where it won’t be seen, so you won’t make a fuss after I kiss you.”
Bai Xue said efficiently, feeling productive.
“Who said you could kiss me!”
Powerless to resist, Jiang Ling struggled desperately but couldn’t avoid being touched all over. She finally tugged at her disheveled clothes, tears welling up, and pointed at Bai Xue, whining, “Stop touching me! I’m not your toy!”
Bai Xue showed no displeasure; instead, she lifted Jiang Ling’s clothes neatly, then ‘accidentally’ touched some soft spots again.
“…Hey, police officer? There’s a female delinquent here!”
Meanwhile, Mo Ran’s filming had finished smoothly, and next was Lin Xiaoyu’s turn.
“Uh, Miss Lin, can we get a smile?”
Xu Nuo looked at the cold-faced Lin Xiaoyu and hesitated before speaking.
“Okay.”
Since this was part of the job, Lin Xiaoyu gave the camera a smile—or rather, her lips twitched slightly.
“Ha… it’s actually a smile, but, uh, how do I put it—it doesn’t really look like one.”
Xu Nuo chose her words carefully to avoid hurting the young girl’s feelings, but ended up stammering, laughing awkwardly as she suggested, “Maybe take another one? This time it’ll definitely work.”
“Hm, I think it looks pretty close.”
Lin Xiaoyu seemed confused, tilting her head before facing the camera again and twitching her lips once more.
Seeing this, Xu Nuo slowly averted her eyes.
A perfectly beautiful girl, but her smile looks like a stroke victim’s?
She tried to guide Lin Xiaoyu: “Try to smile more brightly, like imagine someone or something that makes you happy, how about that?”
Hearing this, Lin Xiaoyu silently whispered, “Someone who makes me happy…”
Her eyes glazed for a moment, then she involuntarily looked up.
In the rest area, Jiang Ling was staring down at her phone, seemingly replying to someone’s message, a faint blush spreading across her small face. Her thin, moist lips bit at her finger as she glanced around cautiously, carefully typing a few words before exhaling in relief.
“…Pfft.”
Lin Xiaoyu couldn’t help but chuckle softly.
“Eh, yes! That’s the smile!”
Xu Nuo snapped photos rapidly, afraid to miss that graceful, elegant smile.
Hearing this, Lin Xiaoyu paused, her gaze slowly withdrawing.
Someone who makes me happy, huh?
I see.
From then on, Lin Xiaoyu’s filming went remarkably smoothly.
Meanwhile, Jiang Ling, who was motivated by Lin Xiaoyu’s glance and now smiling brightly, was engaged in a battle of wits with Song Meng.
[Miss me, little girlfriend?]
[We’re just pretending, Miss Song, please show some restraint!]
After typing this, Jiang Ling cautiously glanced around. Seeing no one paying attention, she finally relaxed slightly.
[You’ve already met my parents, and now you say this? Truly a woman who stirs up trouble and then abandons me. I was wrong to trust you!]
[…Did Oscar ask about your schedule?]
After sending this, Jiang Ling slammed her phone screen shut in frustration, switched off silent mode, and refused to check Song Meng’s chat again.
One after another, they all just know how to pick on her!
Is it really that fun?
Thinking this, Jiang Ling looked toward the filming area, where Fang Wannian had just lightly tossed her ponytail. Her exquisite face wore a confident and poised smile, her movements natural and practiced as she posed for the camera.
“So impressive! Like a professional idol!”
Even Xu Nuo couldn’t help but sigh in admiration. Though everyone else was smooth, Fang Wannian gave off the vibe of someone thoroughly familiar with this kind of thing.
“Well, if you shoot a dozen photo sets every year, you’d definitely reach this level.”
Fang Wannian casually replied and smoothly finished her shoot.
At last, Xu Nuo clapped her hands, drawing everyone’s attention.
“Time for a group photo.”
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