"How are you feeling now? Is there any discomfort?" Sun Dasheng asked.
Tian Xiwei frowned, checking her body’s condition before looking at him and shaking her head. "No, I feel fine."
"That’s good," Sun Dasheng said, letting out a long sigh of relief.
After resting for a while, she got dressed.
"You used up a lot of energy just now. Should we go out and get sothing to eat?" he suggested.
"No!" Tian Xiwei didn’t want to leave. She was likely still feeling so side effects, so it was best to let her rest a little longer.
"Then wait here for a bit. I’ll go buy you so food."
Before long, Sun Dasheng returned with a takeout bag.
"Hurry up and eat. You’ll feel much better once you get your strength back."
Tian Xiwei reached out, but her hand was completely limp; she couldn’t pick up the food at all. Seeing this, Sun Dasheng began to feed her himself.
"Ah, open your mouth!"
Blushing, Tian Xiwei opened her mouth wide. She felt like a little baby at that mont, being catered to hand and foot. This feeling was so special; even her parents hadn’t doted on her like this since she had grown up.
"I’m asking you a question. How’s the stir-fry? Do you like it?"
"Huh? Oh!" Tian Xiwei snapped back to reality. "We actresses don’t really ’stir things up.’ Only male celebrities like to create hype like that."
Sun Dasheng was speechless. "I’m asking if you like the taste of these stir-fried noodles. If they agree with you."
"Ah?" Tian Xiwei’s face instantly turned as red as a Fuji apple. Oh, my! What was I even thinking? She covered her face in embarrassnt.
...
After taking her ho, Sun Dasheng resud his busy daily routine. Since that night, however, his relationship with Tian Xiwei had undergone a subtle change. She started coming to see him almost every evening.
「One week later, at midnight, in the fitness center.」
"Where do you find the ti to co here every day? You’re more diligent than my own staff," Sun Dasheng said, looking at her with bemusent.
She pouted. "I don’t have any filming scheduled recently, so I figured I’d use the ti to work out."
"Who works out every single night? Do you think you’re Korean or sothing?"
Tian Xiwei had grown used to his teasing. At first, she would try to explain herself, but now she just let his words go in one ear and out the other. He could continue his nagging for all she cared; she was just going to continue her workout.
After finishing several sets on a machine for glute exercises, Tian Xiwei stuck her butt out and asked the nearby Sun Dasheng, "Brother Sun, how am I doing?"
Sun Dasheng glanced over. "Your foundation is average. No matter how much you train, that’s about as big as it’s going to get."
It wasn’t a complint, but Tian Xiwei didn’t take it to heart, simply chuckling. "So you’re saying I’m doing pretty well, then."
"Is that what I said?" Sun Dasheng was exasperated.
Of course, his words were biased. He had several won at ho with exceptionally attractive backsides, so by comparison, Tian Xiwei’s perky rear seed rely average. But when compared to other girls who liked to work out, she was definitely in the upper echelons.
After her glute workout, she prepared to do a few sets of bench presses. She lay down on the bench and said, "Brother Sun, can you spot ?"
Bench pressing can be dangerous, so it’s common to have soone nearby to help with the barbell. That day, she was wearing a tight yoga outfit, and apparently for comfort, she hadn’t worn a bra underneath. From his vantage point looking down, Sun Dasheng had an unobstructed view of the beautiful scenery.
After a few sets, she struggled to sit up, her lovely brow furrowed. "Brother Sun, I’m not wearing a bra, and the friction is really hurting my chest. Do you have any nipple pasties here?"
"There are so in the office. Wait a minute, I’ll go get them for you."
He returned shortly and handed the pasties to her.
When she went to apply them, she didn’t turn away. She just shifted her body slightly, pulling her yoga top down from her shoulders and revealing her impressively fair chest.
Sun Dasheng was a bit exasperated. This girl is getting more and more audacious around . She deliberately does things without trying to hide them from at all. He wasn’t so naive young boy, completely clueless about romance; of course, he understood her intentions.
But he was afraid her feelings were just a special kind of sentint that arose because he had saved her. Feelings like that often co as quickly as they go. That’s why he didn’t want to get involved. Besides, she was a famous celebrity. The exposure would be too much. It wasn’t a good idea.
While applying the pasties, Tian Xiwei secretly watched Sun Dasheng. Seeing him remain indifferent, like a block of wood, she stomped her foot in helpless vexation. I can’t just throw myself at him, can I?
At this thought, she had a revelation. Well, maybe it’s not totally out of the question... But haste makes waste. I need to find the perfect opportunity.
That perfect opportunity arrived soon enough.
「At the beginning of April.」
She had a fan et-and-greet in Sanya, Hainan. After the event, she would have a week-long break. She had managed to reschedule all her original commitnts for that period to later dates.
She enthusiastically invited both Sun Dasheng and Ding Muchen to go with her. She knew that if she asked him to go alone, he would definitely refuse. But adding another person made the invitation seem much more natural.
「April 1st.」
In the first-class cabin of a flight to Sanya.
After politely thanking the flight attendants for their enthusiastic service and tossing the small notes they’d passed him into the trash, Sun Dasheng turned to Ding Muchen beside him.
"If you hadn’t begged over and over again, I would have been too lazy to co."
Ding Muchen smiled sweetly. "Thank you for doing this favor. I couldn’t do anything about Wei Wei. She said she finally has a long break and insisted that I bring you along."
"Couldn’t you two sisters have had fun on your own? Why did you have to drag into it?"
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