That night.
“Wife, it’s getting late. How about we…”
“Mm…”
Watching Jiang Xiao lift the bed curtain again and press himself onto Song Qiuyu, she had originally thought it would happen all at once, but then Xie Zhuran sneezed.
Yu shuddered violently.
So Jiang Xiao had no choice but to press down on Song Qiuyu once more.
Feeling Jiang Xiao’s strong masculine scent on him, Song Qiuyu wanted nothing more than to take a needle and thread and sew Xie Zhuran’s mouth shut…
However, Xie Zhuran couldn’t hold back and sneezed again, his hand trembling.
Song Qiuyu couldn’t keep it together anymore and switched to Sang Tian.
But Sang Tian couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing.
Song Qiuyu was numb.
She had seen actors break character and redo scenes before, but she had never seen a director laugh throughout multiple retakes…
At first, she was shy, but having so many people around, she could only endure it.
Yet, after being pressed down by Jiang Xiao time after time, she was beginning to go numb.
Jiang Xiao was troubled.
With each time he pressed onto Song Qiuyu, his heartbeat kept accelerating because he found himself reacting physically to her body again.
Every time he was on top of Song Qiuyu, he had to be careful not to let certain parts of his body get too close to her.
After all, developing feelings for his own roommate was way too perverted.
Sure, last time he almost assaulted Song Qiuyu, but that was after he was drunk.
If Song Qiuyu found out that he was attracted to her while sober, she would definitely think he was a huge pervert…
Meanwhile, Sang Tian wore a broad smile, only showing a hint of guilt for the mishaps.
Those two looked like an old married couple about to consummate their relationship.
How nice.
Lin An glanced at Sang Tian, who was smiling warmly at Song Qiuyu, feeling a bit regretful.
If only Song Qiuyu and Sang Tian were together.
All this constant pressing and teasing would be the perfect ambiguous action.
Who knows what kind of effect it could have, maybe even sealing the deal.
Trash cellmate Xie Zhuran, if you were the scriptwriter, wouldn’t this problem exist?
After seven or eight up-and-down takes, Song Qiuyu couldn’t blame Sang Tian and just numbly lay under Jiang Xiao again and again.
Finally, after being tormented to numbness, Sang Tian stopped breaking character.
Without the appearance of the couple’s small umbrella, the next scene showed Song Qiuyu being struck by the Dan Medicine, transforming into a half-human, half-snake prototype.
Song Qiuyu began to cry out in pain as Jiang Xiao immediately moved off her.
“Wife, what’s wrong?”
“Husband, I feel so terrible… ugh!”
Prop Master Lin An quickly approached and sprinkled water gently on Song Qiuyu’s forehead, pretending she was sweating profusely.
Then Song Qiuyu writhed painfully on the bed.
At this point, filming was temporarily paused.
Song Qiuyu took the snake tail handed over by Sang Tian and, still wearing white trousers, put on the White Snake’s skin costume snake tail.
Then she lay on the bed just as before.
Jiang Xiao narrowed his eyes and watched her.
Her cheeks flushed red, her face full of weakness and pain, the bulky snake tail sprawled over most of the bed.
Her preserved human side lay on her side, her snow-white chest rising and falling with each breath.
Breathing heavily but unconsciously, watching carelessly but irresistibly—this was like a large-scale erotic illustration of a deadly snake maiden’s temptation come to life.
She was seductive, but the kind of subtle, refined seduction.
Filming continued.
“Husband… what’s happening to me?”
Song Qiuyu gasped painfully, calling to him weakly.
Jiang Xiao didn’t dare get any closer—not even a millimeter.
Her calls made certain parts of his body ache unbearably.
Realizing this, he felt guilty and dared not meet her gaze.
His handsome face lowered, and both big hands clenched tightly into fists.
Jiang Xiao’s sincere display was naturally interpreted by others as superb acting.
Everyone praised it to no end.
Scene after scene proceeded surprisingly smoothly.
Soon it was Lin An’s turn.
Fahai appeared, attempting to capture the White Snake.
Just as he thought he would succeed, Xu Xian kicked him flying.
Faced with Fahai’s question, Xu Xian said:
“I regret it.”
“Regret what?”
“I think the Snake Maiden is pretty good. You can go back.”
“I don’t think you regret it.”
Fahai tore open his shirt, revealing a muscular chest.
In reality, it was a muscle suit.
“I think I regret it.”
Xu Xian expressionlessly pressed a knife to Fahai’s neck.
“No, you don’t.”
A series of armament escalations followed.
Just as Fahai pulled out a nuclear bomb, Xu Xian pulled out a mobile phone.
“What’s that?”
“Your phone, Fahai. You don’t want your browsing history to be seen by the Buddha, do you?”
Thus, Fahai was successfully repelled.
By the time filming ended here, it was very late.
The following plot would have to wait until tomorrow.
“Lao Song, what’s wrong? Come change clothes with us.”
Seeing Song Qiuyu’s strange expression, Xie Zhuran asked in confusion.
“I need to use the toilet. You guys go ahead and change.”
With that, Song Qiuyu hurriedly dashed toward the toilet.
Before filming started, she had used the same excuse to change clothes last.
But using the same trick twice was okay; the third time was already the limit.
She’d have to come up with a new excuse tomorrow.
Everyone else didn’t think much of it and continued chatting and laughing as they went to the dressing room.
Only after everyone had left did Song Qiuyu dare to step out of the toilet.
She patted her chest and quickly entered the dressing room.
Setting down her phone, she placed the common clothes she was going to change into on the stool, then clumsily untied the ancient costume’s waistband.
Layer by layer, as if peeling a sticky rice dumpling, she stripped off the costume and the fake breasts.
After a long while, her upper body was completely bare, still wearing white trousers on the lower half.
“[……]”
Feeling the faint pain from the red mark on her chest, Song Qiuyu pressed her lips and habitually rubbed the spot twice.
The pain seemed to ease a little.
She silently blamed the culprit and then reached down to pull off the white trousers.
Just then, the dressing room door was suddenly pulled open from outside.
“Hm?”
Song Qiuyu was startled and instinctively turned her head to look.
She immediately saw the culprit standing stiffly in the doorway, staring straight at her.
Following Jiang Xiao’s gaze back, she was stunned for a moment before her pupils trembled.
Two thoughts flashed through her mind instantly.
The first was to scream and cover her nonexistent chest, or grab her clothes to shield her body.
The second was to force herself to stay calm and greet him, all the while bracing herself to continue pulling down her trousers.
The second was basically a gamble that Jiang Xiao wouldn’t stand there and keep staring, that he would consciously look away.
It was also her most rational response at the moment.
The first reaction would be like detonating a big bomb.
So really, she had no choice.
“Uh… Jiang Xiao, you’re back?”
Song Qiuyu forced calm and chatted with him as planned, her pale little hands clutching the waistband of the white trousers, steadily pulling them down, revealing a patch of snow-white skin.
Cold sweat trickled down Jiang Xiao’s cheek.
Sure enough, Song Qiuyu’s body wasn’t muscular.
About the same as in middle school—thin and small…
Her chest area seemed soft and slightly raised, probably because of a not-so-low body fat percentage.
And those two vividly red marks.
The large hand that mistakenly grabbed somewhere on her body curled its fingers.
Yet, as Song Qiuyu moved, his gaze involuntarily dropped to her hands.
Just a little further down, and he would see something previously unseen…
That place which would earn bonus points from the censors…
Jiang Xiao felt his mouth dry, and parts of his body were unbearably uncomfortable.
He even entertained an absurd thought: rush forward, replace Song Qiuyu’s hands, strip her completely inside and out, then…
At that thought, Jiang Xiao shuddered.
His hands trembled.
How could he have such a perverted criminal idea…
“I took my phone. I came back to get it.”
Jiang Xiao, as Song Qiuyu wished, averted his gaze awkwardly.
Then he stepped into the dressing room and casually closed the door.
Both their hearts were pounding wildly.
Back to back, neither dared to glance at the other, yet they couldn’t help but focus all their attention on each other.
Jiang Xiao frantically searched for his phone.
If only he had known Song Qiuyu was coming to change clothes, he would have come later!
Song Qiuyu stood nervously in place, clutching the trousers, unsure what to do.
Standing here without continuing would be odd, but continuing to undress was absolutely impossible.
If she took off any more, it wouldn’t just be a little exposed belly.
There was no way she could let Jiang Xiao see those parts.
That would be the same as telling him she was a girl and inviting him to pin her against the locker and harshly tease her.
Thankfully, Jiang Xiao found his phone quickly and left.
Instantly, Song Qiuyu closed her eyes and exhaled deeply.
She looked down at the floor and felt immense relief.
Recalling how Jiang Xiao had stared unblinkingly at the exposed parts of her body, her neck and delicate face flushed with shame.
Her legs also grew weak.
Afraid of a second round of interruptions, she didn’t waste any time.
She quickly pulled off her trousers and put on her common clothes.
Her dressing speed broke her personal record.
After tidying up her outfit and packing away her costume, she turned to grab her phone and took a deep breath before heading out.
Though she had dressed quickly, Jiang Xiao’s figure was already gone when she came out.
“Jiang Xiao left so fast.”
Song Qiuyu muttered softly, her neck still slightly red.
Luckily, in Jiang Xiao’s eyes, she was still just a good roommate, good friend, and good brother.
If he ever found out those other things, they might have a fatal accident right there in the dressing room.
Late at night.
In the 602 Dormitory, Song Qiuyu sat on her bed as usual, picked up her phone, and switched accounts to check messages.
［Jiang Xiao］: Xi’er, today our sponsored short video officially started filming. I will do my best to play Xu Xian.
Reading this brief little message, her expression was complicated.
They had been busy filming all afternoon.
Even if Jiang Xiao wanted to make time to message Shen Xi, he probably couldn’t find much free time.
The reason was simple.
Jiang Xiao couldn’t have everyone else working hard filming while he was writing little love notes to a dead ex-girlfriend.
That was a good thing.
If this continued, maybe Shen Xi’s share of Jiang Xiao’s life would gradually shrink.
One day, this fictitious white moonlight would disappear completely from his life.
Song Qiuyu shook her legs with hopeful anticipation.
What Jiang Xiao needed now was not someone dead in the past, but to embrace the future and receive energy from it!
In a good mood, Song Qiuyu switched her account back and smiled at the direction of the bed next to hers.
Then she put down her phone, lifted the bed curtain, and lay down to sleep.
Jiang Xiao on the neighboring bed hadn’t fallen asleep yet.
He quietly watched the bloopers they had filmed for the sponsored group chat.
As he watched, he couldn’t help but focus on one figure.
His intent was too strong.
Because he had accidentally seen it once, no matter how many clothes she wore, his mind would automatically recall how Song Qiuyu looked topless in the dressing room today.