bookbashuk Chapter 1744 The filming is finished
Chapter 1744 The filming is finished
Jiang Cheng's large hands were no longer satisfied with merely brushing away the wet hair, which was considered an "outer" achievement.
"Now I'll show you if I'm just bluffing..." Jiang Cheng's voice deepened, becoming hoarse and magnetic, his breath brushing against her earlobe; "Don't disappoint me, don't be the one to surrender first."
"Huh, that's not a bad tone!"
Under the lights, the big secret resembled a wild rose with dewdrops on its petals, delicate and alluring.
It is also full of a wild beauty that actively attacks.
He, on the other hand, was like a lazy cheetah that had been provoked, calm and ready to retaliate at any moment, with sharp eyes but still composed demeanor.
The provocative flames had long since transformed into a hazy, shimmering liquid.
At first, she tried to fight back.
By the time she finished, she had no strength left; her arms felt limp.
As Jiang Cheng said, in the end, she was the one who raised the white flag first.
Looking at the big secret in his arms, her face was as beautiful as a peach blossom, her eyes were sparkling, and she was too lazy to even move her fingertips.
A victorious smile appeared on Jiang Cheng's lips.
The deep voice carried a hint of mockery:
At first, Big Secret could roll his eyes and retort a few times.
Later on, she didn't even have the strength to glare at him anymore.
She simply buried her burning cheeks deeper into his neck and mumbled something indistinctly.
"...You're pretty good."
After the two went back to their room to wash up, Jiang Cheng went straight to the small refrigerator in the corner of the room, took out a bottle of ice water, and gulped down a few mouthfuls.
His Adam's apple bobbed powerfully, and a few playful drops of water slid down his jawline, across his neck, and into his well-defined chest.
At this moment, only a dim bedside lamp was lit in the room.
The soft lighting made the lingering blush on her face even more captivating.
With half-closed eyes, she looked at Jiang Cheng's back under the light. His broad shoulders and back had smooth lines, and they were damp with sweat from exercise, gleaming slightly under the light, exuding a powerful sense of masculine hormones.
The big secret made him swallow hard.
After Jiang Cheng finished drinking the water, he turned around and met her somewhat absent-minded gaze.
"Look stupid?"
After walking back to the bedside, Jiang Cheng gently brushed away the few strands of hair on her forehead that were stuck together with sweat.
The big secret didn't refute, but simply gave a soft "hmm" with a nasal tone, filled with deep dependence.
She grabbed his hand, which he hadn't had time to pull back, and pressed it against her still slightly flushed cheek.
"Now you know I wasn't bluffing?" Jiang Cheng chuckled, bringing up the old story again.
Big Secret gave him a reproachful glare, but her gaze was soft and powerless, more like a coquettish tantrum. "...Indeed, you're the most...clunky thing right now..."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng was visibly taken aback.
This is the first time someone has praised me like this.
While stunned, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.
Or perhaps it was because the pent-up emotions had found an outlet.
Gradually, the melody became clearer and more melodious, a beautiful folk tune, ethereal and gentle.
Her voice no longer carried any provocative or confrontational meaning, but was a pure flow of emotion.
Like a clear mountain spring, flowing gently in the moonlight through the forest.
The song echoed in the quiet room, intertwining with the lingering enchanting atmosphere, creating a strange and moving scene.
The next morning, when Jiang Cheng woke up, Da Mimi had already washed up and gotten dressed.
The room was quiet and peaceful, with only the slight sound of the air conditioner blowing air.
Outside the window is the unique scenery of Beijing during the Qingming Festival: the sky is a light gray after the rain, the crabapple blossoms in the courtyard are in full bloom, and the petals still have wet marks from the previous night's rain. There is a hint of coolness in the air.
She sat on the sandalwood sofa by the window, her profile facing him. Her expression was no longer as charming as it had been the night before; instead, it revealed a hint of loneliness and weariness.
Hearing Jiang Cheng get up, Da Mimi adjusted her expression and stood up.
Seeing Jiang Cheng looking at her with a smile in his eyes, she gave him a coquettish glare, which was a silent accusation.
She walked to the bedside and sat down, her hand naturally touching Jiang Cheng's well-defined abdominal muscles, her tone carrying a hint of genuine melancholy:
Sigh, I could have rested for another day, but I was just informed that I have to leave Kyoto soon.
"Hmm? So urgent?" Jiang Cheng responded lazily, his hand gently stroking her smooth back.
"The release date for 'Holding the Waist' has been set, but that's just one thing," she explained, her voice heavy with immense pressure. "There's a whole bunch of other things waiting for me."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng raised an eyebrow slightly: "Is this scene finished filming?"
Seeing that Jiang Cheng was so indifferent to her recent situation, Da Mi Mi rolled her eyes at him in annoyance.
With a hint of grievance and dissatisfaction: "It seems that President Jiang really hasn't been paying any attention to me at all. It's been almost three months since the Lunar New Year, and you haven't contacted me at all. But how many commercials have I filmed, how many trending topics have I been on? You're supposed to run a film and television company, and you don't even know the basic working updates of me?"