The clothes on their bodies slowly ca off, Yi An’s heart was beating so fast it couldn’t beat any faster, this kind of contact, it was the first ti.
He looked down at her, the excessive intimacy made her want to escape.
An’an was a bit flustered, and then she heard him say in a hoarse voice, "If we’re going to act, then let’s do it properly."
Yi An was most afraid of his stern tone, feeling intensely uneasy but she could only slowly relax her body, telling herself it was just work.
Su Yan looked calm on the surface, but he was close to exploding inside. The girl he had liked for years had grown into a graceful woman, lying beneath him now...
Under his guidance, Yi An finally couldn’t help but tremble as she spoke, "But Little Uncle... this feels so strange..."
"Call by my na."
She blinked, arched her back to try to put so distance between their bodies, avoiding his face and reluctantly spoke, "Ah Yu ge..."
This was how her character addressed him in the script.
She was trying to escape, but he kept pressing forward. The unedited version can be found in the reader group in the comnts section.
Feeling the tearing pain in her body, An’an finally couldn’t continue acting.
"Little Uncle, don’t do this!"
"It hurts so much..."
She cried hard, tears falling as her hands pushed forcefully against him, but she was powerless.
Seeing her tears, Su Yan suddenly stopped all his actions, wiped the tears from her face, created so distance between them, grabbed a thin blanket from the head of the bed, and threw it over her to cover her sowhat disheveled state.
He turned away with a tense face, picked up his clothes from the floor, and headed to the bathroom.
He was a little annoyed, not knowing who he was angry with.
After taking care of himself, he ca out of the bathroom fully dressed.
As he walked out, he saw her putting on her clothes, he walked over, raised his hand to help her button up, she turned to look at him, appearing much calr, no longer as panicked as before.
"Did I scare you just now?" he asked softly, he couldn’t bear to see her cry, and now her big eyes were still wet, looking very aggrieved.
He raised his hand and touched her head, saying, "We won’t shoot this scene."
She was still choked with sobs and turned her head to ask him, "What about the director?"
He got up, took the DV and deleted the footage they had just fild, saying, "I’ll ask him to delete this part."
She still seed reluctant and said, "Actually, if it wasn’t so intense, I could still accept it."
He shook his head with a smile, ruffling her hair in comfort, "It’s okay, if you can’t do it, we won’t shoot it. Having your own boundaries is good, let’s just forget about what just happened."
Actually, it was all a self-directed play, undoubtedly a failed performance.
Su Yan put away the DV and walked out of the room, An’an still clutching the blanket in fear, looking at the shirt she had just worn lying on the floor in a ss, the scenes still vividly replaying in her mind.
Even when he ca in, the pain was still clear, she almost thought he was going to do it for real.
She had never felt his danger before, laying in bed with her heart still racing from the unusual sensation of his touch.
Su Yan didn’t sleep all night, feeling troubled and helpless, not knowing how long this kind of life would continue.
What happened last night, he seed to have been too impulsive, now he was unsure how to face her.
Seeing the ti was almost up, he went to the kitchen to make breakfast. Just as he was about to call her, he saw her coming down the stairs, fully dressed.
Her face was made up, looking like she had spent so effort on her appearance.
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