With a "bang," the door was closed, leaving the two outside.
Zhang Ming glanced at Cheng Xiaohua, who had just co out with a lunch box and stood helplessly at the door, and suddenly felt a surge of sympathy.
He sighed, "Life is really hard for us!"
Cheng Xiaohua knew she was facing Sheng Yan’s agent and didn’t know what to say out of nervousness. Hearing Zhang Ming speak up, she quickly nodded in agreent, "Yeah, it really isn’t easy!"
Zhang Ming, "Alas, it’s not easy being a celebrity either, having to sneak around just to et."
Cheng Xiaohua didn’t think "eting" equated to "dating," since Jinxia had already explained that they were relatives, and it was normal for relatives to et and chat.
So she nodded, "There’s no choice, public figures are always under the paparazzi’s watch; one has to be very careful."
Zhang Ming felt that he could relate to her and asked, "When did you find out about it?"
Cheng Xiaohua was montarily puzzled, with a trace of confusion in her eyes: "Huh?"
Zhang Ming lowered his voice and said, "About the two of them, you know!"
Cheng Xiaohua suddenly realized and said with a knowing look, "I’ve known since before the new year."
Zhang Ming, "I found out a bit later than you; I only found out recently."
He reached out and patted the shoulder of the young assistant, "You’ve worked hard."
Cheng Xiaohua quickly shook her head, "It’s not hard, Jinxia is very easy to manage, and Emperor Sheng doesn’t co to chat with her often."
Zhang Ming sighed and turned to look at the corridor, "If he ca around more often, there would be even bigger problems. Better to keep a low profile."
The two people, completely misunderstanding each other’s words, were able to communicate so smoothly and even enjoyed their conversation, which just goes to show how marvelous the world is.
In the dressing room, He Jinxia and Sheng Yan looked at each other, neither of them speaking.
It felt like a long ti had passed, yet it seed like just an instant when He Jinxia took the initiative to speak, "You— mmmph!"
The man’s hot breath lingered around her nose, like a chewy jelly bean, uh, a chili-spiked jelly bean, especially spicy.
Both of their long-suppressed yearnings erupted in that mont, and a simple hug was no longer enough. Feeling cornered into a dead end with no escape, He Jinxia could only respond to the man’s passionate kiss.
Her mind was chaotic, unable to think; her body felt like driftwood, only by holding onto Sheng Yan tightly did she not feel adrift.
Sheng Yan moved downwards, devoid of any thought, purely following masculine instincts, wishing for Jinxia to be closer, even closer still.
Unknowingly touching sowhere set He Jinxia’s foggy mind sharply into focus, a hint of fear struck, and her body shrank back a little.
Sheng Yan, keenly aware, paused his movents and slightly loosened his embrace, shifting to gentle pecks, like an affectionate wolfhound.
He Jinxia’s body relaxed once more, changing from holding his waist to circling his neck, her eyes curving slightly with a look in her eyes as though sprinkled with countless stars.
Overco with intense feelings, she even comfortably humd a little.
She was just like a well-fed, chubby pet cat.
Sheng Yan’s gaze darkened even more, a torrent of emotion swirling in his eyes, but he had to forcefully suppress it to avoid scaring away the cat in his arms, no, it should be... a little fox?
Yes, his little fox.
Only he could touch her abs, and only he could see her rmaid line, pfft, not just see but touch too!
The two continued to embrace for a while, and Sheng Yan’s hands never behaved improperly, which made He Jinxia feel even more relaxed. She asked with a slightly hoarse voice, "What’s wrong with you?"
Since when did he just... kiss without warning...
Sheng Yan’s expression paused, he first kissed her softly, then said, "I disagreed with your jump this morning because I was worried it might tire you out."
Even the coldest people have their monts of tenderness, and even though Sheng Yan’s tone was as calm as ever, He Jinxia could still feel an intense concern and warmth emanating from him.
She tiptoed up and returned a light kiss to Sheng Yan, her voice a bit floaty and soft, "I know."
She never thought that Sheng Yan was playing the diva and didn’t want her to act in more scenes for fear of being upstaged; if this man didn’t secretly ss with her scripts to get the writer to add scenes for her, she’d be grateful.
Sheng Yan reached out and rubbed her head, his voice becoming even softer, "Hmm, good that you understand."
He Jinxia blinked, a thought seed to cross her mind, and she suddenly smiled slyly, "So, you ca over here just for this... to kiss , huh?"
The raspy tail end of her sentence, that little hum, was like scratching an itch in Sheng Yan’s heart, ticklish yet helpless, unable to do anything for fear of scaring away the "little fox" in his arms.
Sheng Yan could only hold Jinxia tighter, which sowhat eased the itch in his heart.
In the sowhat stuffy makeup room, the two, clad in their layers of period costu, didn’t mind the heat as they hugged each other, delighted beyond asure, and even their sweat seed sweet.
The air seed filled with an enchanting fragrance that accelerated both their heartbeats and tender feelings.
In that mont, He Jinxia felt as if she saw thousands of flowers blooming before her eyes, with birds singing joyful marches by her ear, all because the man before her said one sentence:
"I want to look at you more, be with you, and have you always within my sight."
The man’s deep, magnetic voice instantly soothed her heart, causing a tremble at the apex of it, softening her entire being like a clump of cotton.
Without much ado, it was another round of passionate kissing.
People who have just fallen in love...
It would be against all decency not to be sickeningly sweet.
"Knock knock!" The makeup artist’s door was rapped on, He Jinxia and Sheng Yan reluctantly parted, and Jinxia took special care to straighten Sheng Yan’s garnts.
Sheng Yan tried to do the sa for her, but perhaps n are naturally inept at such tasks, as He Jinxia’s clothes ended up more disheveled than before.
She waved her hand and dismissively told him to stay aside.
Sheng Yan silently stood by her, a faint smile traced on his lips, his eyes warm as if hiding shards of sunlight, lting icebergs and bringing spring to earth, stunning He Jinxia into a daze.
"Knock knock!" Another series of knocks on the door, He Jinxia shivered and snapped back to reality, raised her hand to cover her eyes, refusing to look at Sheng Yan.
Those who normally don’t freely smile when they do, it’s really... breathtaking.
She hurriedly walked a few steps forward to open the door, but suddenly Sheng Yan pulled her back, and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, accompanied by his husky, magnetic voice:
"Jinxia, I’m very happy."
In a daze, Sheng Yan released He Jinxia’s hand and turned to open the door.
Outside, Zhang Ming saw that Sheng Yan’s clothes were neat, and his hair was not ssy, he breathed a sigh of relief. He also specifically glanced at He Jinxia behind him, relieved to see that she was similarly orderly, and his anxious heart finally settled.
He said, "It’s almost ti for the lunch break. Ti to go."
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