CHAPTER 61
Just now, she quickly browsed through the audiovisual materials in this viewing room. The directors and actors were either well-known big shots in the industry or uniquely talented, somewhat niche artists. Playing their own TV series in this room, Xiaoyuan still felt a lot of pressure.
However, when Wei Zhuang's voice saying, "Xiaoyuan, come here." reached her ears, the pressure on her increased.
Her tone and the way she looked at her were a bit like that from last night - "Do you want to spend the night with me?"
The chair in the audiovisual room was just a single chaise lounge, and Xiaoyuan slowly moved over, sitting down on the carpet beside it.
Her cheeks were flushed, and she pretended to be calm. The moment she sat down, she could feel Wei Zhuang's gaze fixed on her.
After a while, Wei Zhuang asked, "Which episode are we watching?"
With a total of 32 episodes, Xiaoyuan didn't dare ask the big boss to watch from the beginning to the end with her, she believed Wei Zhuang was not interested either.
"Um, let's watch the last episode."
In the final scene of "Zui Xiaoyao," Jiang Xiaoyao, although he did not personally avenge his father's enemy, as Song Qingshan was still his master and the father of his fiancée, Song Yunshan, Song Qingshan still suffered greatly due to his loss of reputation.
Xiaoyuan watched the screen as the last battle scene unfolded, with Ling Yao appearing to help Jiang Xiaoyao. The two barely managed to match Song Qingshan in a two-on-one battle.
This fight scene was filmed relatively early, back when she hadn't been stuck on that "embrace and farewell" scene. At that time, she thought she had performed quite well, smooth and graceful. But now, on the big screen, especially in front of Wei Zhuang, she felt a bit embarrassed...
She stole a glance at Wei Zhuang, who was looking straight ahead as if watching attentively.
At that time, they were still in the previous contract period. When Xiaoyuan got stuck in her scene, she wanted to act with Wei Zhuang, but it ended up making her angry...
Xiaoyuan became lost in thought, realizing that unknowingly, they had developed some shared memories.
She glanced at Wei Zhuang again. The room's curtains were drawn, the screen's light flickered, reflecting the woman's skin like snow, her contours perfect.
So how old was she, really?
Her complexion and features seemed natural, but they also required maintenance. How did she maintain them? Her facial contours were very tight, and you really couldn't tell she was older than her brother.
Xiaoyuan's gaze shifted down, and suddenly, she thought of something. She looked at her ankle and vaguely saw some scabbed bloodstains, one of which seemed particularly deep. She frowned and instinctively reached out to gently touch it.
It seemed like her left ankle was more severe. She wondered about the condition of her right one.
Just as Xiaoyuan was about to check her other ankle, Wei Zhuang moved her leg, and her dress brushed against Xiaoyuan's arm. She looked up to find Wei Zhuang gazing at her.
In an instant, Wei Zhuang pulled Xiaoyuan up, guiding her towards her knee. Xiaoyuan, unprepared, found herself embraced by Wei Zhuang, sitting in her arms.
She had completely lost track of what was happening on the big screen.
It took Xiaoyuan several seconds to come to her senses, the air around her filled with Wei Zhuang's light fragrance.
Her mind went blank, and she subconsciously spoke, "Your foot..."
"It's nothing." the woman said lightly.
"..." Xiaoyuan half-lay in her arms, feeling unsure whether to stay or leave. She wanted to lift her head to look at Wei Zhuang's expression but found her heart beating faster, and she felt a sudden lack of courage, so she turned her gaze to the big screen instead.
It seemed like it was nearing the climax or something, but she couldn't focus at all.
Wei Zhuang supported her back, her fingers coming around to brush aside the hair covering Xiaoyuan's cheek, her nose almost touching her face.
From a distance, Xiaoyuan heard a thunderclap outside, shaking the world, and her heart trembled as well, pounding wildly.
Close, very close. Besides her heartbeat, she could also feel Wei Zhuang's breath.
She knew her face was turning red again.
Wei Zhuang gently touched her cheek and leaned down to gently brush against her ear.
Finally, the big screen reached the last scene of the grand finale.
Jiang Xiaoyao, Song Yunshan, and Ling Yao bid each other farewell, each going their separate ways.
"What are your plans from now on?" Jiang Xiaoyao's gaze shifted from Song Yunshan to Ling Yao's face.
Song Yunshan softly replied, "My father is no longer around. I plan to return with my mother to her hometown. We will settle down there."
Jiang Xiaoyao glanced at her, as if wanting to say something, but then hesitating.
Song Yunshan didn't look at him, instead, she turned to Ling Yao. "I'll give you our domicile, and you're welcome to visit. After all, you're also my mother's flesh and blood."
Ling Yao smiled slightly, "Okay, I will."
Jiang Xiaoyao asked, "Where are you planning to go, Yao Mei?"
Ling Yao smiled, "I have always wanted to go west to take a look, maybe I will go to the desert."
Jiang Xiaoyao said, "I plan to go to Jiangnan, that is where my parents fell in love."
The three of them each had their own destination, and they all knew that this farewell meant they might not meet again for a long time.
The sound of horse hooves gradually faded away. Jiang Xiaoyao looked into the distance at Song Yunshan's figure, a fleeting moment of longing in his eyes, but he quickly let it go.
......
Under Wei Zhuang's touch, Xiaoyuan trembled slightly, the surround sound in the viewing room was too good, she felt ticklish and embarrassed, "President Wei..."
"Hmm, I'm watching."
In the final scene, the three of them rode off in different directions, white clouds drifting leisurely, the sound of horse hooves fading away. Their young and beautiful faces appeared on the screen one by one, each with a heartfelt message.
"Junior Sister, I look forward to the day when we have no grievances. You will always have a place in my heart. No matter where you are, as long as you send me a letter, I will rush back to your side. Yao Mei, I will always bless you."
"Senior Brother, you still hold a place in my heart, but I don't know how to face you. Let's leave everything to time."
It was Xiaoyuan's turn. In the desert scene, she turned back, her eyes full of emotion, a hint of tears shimmering, "Brother Jiang, I know you will never love me. The place in your heart will always belong to your Junior sister. I don't regret loving you, perhaps I will always love you. I will forever remember the year you appeared before me and how you looked at me."
Her long eyelashes fluttered, as if reminiscing for a second or two, then she smiled, donned her veil, and rode away.
The camera pulled back, the red dress in the desert gradually becoming a tiny dot.
The show ended.
Xiaoyuan didn't expect that, as the second female lead, she would be the focal point of the entire story. It touched her in a way, her eyes inexplicably moist.
After a moment, Wei Zhuang tucked a few loose strands of hair behind her neck and said, "You acted very well."
Xiaoyuan's eyes flickered, and she smiled. In truth, it could only be said to be passable, not quite reaching the level of "very well," mainly due to the average acting skills of her two co-stars.
However, being praised by Wei Zhuang still made her very happy. Her brows arched slightly, and her eyes sparkled. Leaning against Wei Zhuang, her collar was slightly open, revealing a hint of her collarbone.
Before she gained public recognition, she often searched for her name online to see if anyone had noticed her on various platforms.
After the PR battle, she faced criticism and then praise, which startled her. She stopped searching for her name, but during this time, she would still come across comments about her inadvertently.
Last night was the grand finale of "Zui Xiaoyao" and the final scene featured her. Xiaoyuan didn't spend much time browsing the internet, so naturally she didn't know that she had become a hot topic on various major platforms.
There was some discussion about her, claiming that she lived up to her name, exuding charm and allure, which was extremely rare among young actresses in terms of appearance and temperament.
She possessed a youthful vibrancy and feminine allure, striking a perfect balance. Her appeal was natural, radiating from her expressions and movements.
She appealed to both men and women.
Several hot discussions invited her to take on a stunning role next time, exuding unrivaled elegance and charm.
After watching the final episode, she didn't want to watch anything else. Xiaoyuan believed that Wei Zhuang probably didn't want to watch either, but why was she now in her arms?
Was she being intimate?
The thought crossed her mind, making her shy.
As the screen darkened, the room became even dimmer.
After a moment of silence, Wei Zhuang's voice lingered in her ears, "Can we stay a bit longer?"
Xiaoyuan opened her mouth, her breathing quickened, but she didn't respond.
She couldn't clearly see Wei Zhuang's expression, only feeling the woman's breath brush against her cheek. Her ear and neck began to tingle.
Then the woman's kiss landed on her jawline, trailed down, the buttons also came undone, Wei Zhuang's fingers clearly brushing over her, as light as a dragonfly skimming the water.
Xiaoyuan's legs began to weaken, feeling a thrilling sense of being trapped in her embrace.
She felt a bit dazed, somewhat aware, confused, and increasingly nervous.
Suddenly, she felt herself being lifted and realized it was Wei Zhuang who had picked her up.
Xiaoyuan had never been held by a woman before. At about 1.67 meters tall and weighing 45 kilograms, she felt remarkably light in Wei Zhuang's arms. She instinctively wrapped her arms around the woman's neck, allowing her to carry her... into the room.
Outside, the weather confirmed the forecast of thunderstorms, the sky rumbled loudly, and heavy rain seemed ready to engulf the world below.
The wind howled, and lightning flashed, making it feel like the end of the world.
The sensation of silk covering her body had a touch of warmth and coolness. Inside the room, without any lights on, Xiaoyuan's clothes were piled under the bed. Xiaoyuan opened her eyes to look at the woman above her, her gaze flickering slightly, with a hint of gentle tenderness.
Her eyes were like the sea under moonlight, gradually filling every inch of her body.
Xiaoyuan's cheeks flushed, her nose tip beaded with sweat, and a strange heat rose within her body. At the same time, she was struck by a wave of anxious discomfort.
Suppressing her racing heart, she murmured,, "I... I've never been with a woman..."
Wei Zhuang's voice was muffled in the darkness, slightly deeper than usual, "Neither have I."
Her movements were gentle, her palms and fingertips soft, and the sensation on her skin felt like little sparks spreading across her body.
In the past, when Xiaoyuan watched intimate scenes in movies, she was curious about how actresses portrayed those sounds, soft and melodic, as if crawling out from their throats, sending shivers down one's spine.
Now, hearing herself produce similar sounds felt particularly clear and strange at that moment, making her shyly raise her hand to cover her mouth.
The bun she had tied earlier had come undone, cascading down like water over her slender, angular shoulders.
Wei Zhuang leaned closer, her thin silk shirt clinging to Xiaoyuan's skin. She brushed aside a few strands of hair that had fallen onto her face, kissing her shoulder, sending a tingling sensation that ignited her cheeks, leaving Xiaoyuan dazed, her heart racing as if it would leap out of her chest.
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