Second Take On Romance - The A-List Actor Wants Me Chapter 149 : Wu Jin (3)

"Yan Renzhong," Shen Jingwei growled, his voice muffled by the hand pressing against his lips.

In the darkness, it was impossible to look at Yan Renzhong’s face clearly, but he was definitely smiling.

"Hello, Jingbao," he said before giving Shen Jingwei a quick peck on the lips.

"What are you doing here? What if Old Zhu finds out... Eh? Old Zhu? Where is Old Zhu?"

Yan Renzhong lay sideways next to Shen Jingwei and ran his hand across Shen Jingwei’s form lazily.

"Must you ntion other man when we are cuddling in bed...?"

"Don’t joke around, where is Old Zhu?"

"In his tent, of course," Yan Renzhong replied with a yawn.

"... Am I not in the sa tent as he is?"

"You were," Yan Renzhong corrected him. "But I asked him to switch with . Your manager is quite agreeable, I must say."

"..."

Old Zhu! Shen Jingwei howled in his head. Are you selling off to Yan Renzhong? Where is your conscience???

"Am I the only one who rejoices over the fact that we get to spend ti together in Frosty Mist Mountain Falls?" Yan Renzhong said with a sigh. His disappointnt was palpable.

"You are acting like we never spend our ti together during the shooting periods," Shen Jingwei replied, his brows shooting to his hair in disapproval.

"Do we? Unless I am mistaken, you and I belong to different cliques altogether."

Shen Jingwei cleared his throat.

If Yan Renzhong said it like that, then he, Shen Jingwei, had indeed been hanging out with Yunhuan Entertainnt’s talents a lot more than CNC Studio’s.

"How was the shooting at Peak Point Shooting Studio?" He asked, steering the topic onto a more friendly one.

"Good," ca the curt answer.

"Is everything alright with Lang Yuxuan?"

"Mhm. We finished the scenes after 20 takes."

"Which scene did he stumble at...?"

Yan Renzhong chuckled.

"The ones where he was supposed to hang onto Zhang Fengxi like a spoiled oga."

"..."

It was more or less the sa kind of scene that tripped Shen Jingwei up before.

The intimate scenes.

Karma was surely a bitch.

"I thought you talked to him."

"Yes, I did."

"And didn’t that help?"

"It did. Unfortunately, I am not responsible for his acting quality. By right, every actor and actress has to work on maintaining steady performance before the cara."

Shen Jingwei nodded stiffly.

"Pretty much, yes. Ah...!"

Yan Renzhong pulled Shen Jingwei toward himself, causing the latter to lie atop him.

"What about us?" He asked, his voice as slimy as a pervert’s. "Should we practice for the wedding night?"

Smack.

Yan Renzhong broke into a guffaw.

"Stupid."

Shen Jingwei climbed off Yan Renzhong’s body, only to be drawn into the latter’s arms again.

"Let hold you," Yan Renzhong whispered against the crown of Shen Jingwei’s head. "It has been so long since I got to hold you the last ti."

Shen Jingwei chuckled.

"It was like a week ago."

"A week is too long."

"What is not long then...?"

"An hour."

"..."

Yan Renzhong burrowed his nose into the crook of Shen Jingwei’s neck and inhaled the man’s sweet scent.

"Actually, even an hour is too long."

"..."

Yan Renzhong used to be a recluse who did not care much for intimacy. When did he beco so clingy again?

Shen Jingwei cupped Yan Renzhong’s face in his hands and peered at him.

"Did sothing possess you on the road?" He asked suspiciously. "You were never this thirsty for skin-to-skin contact."

"I know."

Yan Renzhong lowered his head and gave Shen Jingwei a kiss on the lips.

"I once possessed the entire world in the palms of my hand, but I was too foolish and let it slip through my fingers."

"..."

"I never thought that you will return to my side. This ti, I will not let you go."

Yan Renzhong’s words were almost creepy, but they touched Shen Jingwei’s heart nonetheless.

He, too, had many tis dismissed the possibility of reigniting the spark of romance between them.

In a way, Song Zhuguan’s unexpected appearance at Nanwu Town brought them back together.

Shen Jingwei chuckled. He pressed his hands against Yan Renzhong’s, intertwining their fingers together, before deepening their kiss and claiming the man for himself.

"I love you," he whispered.

This ti, he got an "I love you too" in return.

Shen Jingwei sighed from pleasure when Yan Renzhong nibbled on his neck, pampering him with sweet kisses.

If it were a dream, he did not want to wake up.

If it weren’t, then he wanted the ti to stop at this junction, so he could stay here with Yan Renzhong, forever savoring their love for each other.

Soti later, in the middle of the night, they fell asleep in each other’s arms, only to be woken up by a crew’s morning call outside the tent several hours later.

"Mr. Yan, please wake up! We need to shoot in an hour! And has anyone seen Mr. Shen???"

Shen Jingwei almost jumped from the mattress. It was still dark outside, and the crew was the only person moving from tent ti tent.

"What am I supposed to do?" Shen Jingwei asked frantically. "I need to leave, now!"

"Oh, relax, Jingbao."

Yan Renzhong drew the tent flap aside and called out, "Shen Jingwei is here with ."

"....."

Shen Jingwei was so mortified he could die.

"Do you not care about my reputation at all???" He hissed at Yan Renzhong.

The latter gave him a look.

"Shen Jingwei, you should at least get naked before you can put any indecent thoughts in others’ mind."

"Yes, but I am...! You know! And everyone else knows too...!"

Yan Renzhong grinned at him shalessly.

"I am supposedly straight. We have only been sleeping side-by-side innocently like two scout boys. What’s the problem?"

"..."

Shen Jingwei smacked at his own face.

"Yan Renzhong!" He howled.

The crew mber rushed toward them.

"Ah, Mr. Yan, Mr. Shen, good morning. Please get ready as soon as possible and head toward the preparation tent to get into your costu."

He did not make any comnt about them being in the sa tent at all.

"..."

Was he, Shen Jingwei, being too cautious or what? Do n sleep with each other all the ti and no one ever questioned their relationship...?

While Shen Jingwei was occupied with a lot of thoughts, a notification arrived at Yan Renzhong’s phone.

"Go now," Yan Renzhong said after giving Shen Jingwei a crisp slap across his butt. "I will follow after you."

Shen Jingwei shot his boyfriend a glare before he left the tent with a slight wobble.

Still smiling to himself like a fool, Yan Renzhong checked his phone and read the text ssage.

"Be careful," it said. "Wu Jin has co out to play."