Chapter 331: The Man Who Took Her First Time

"Maybe it looks more vintage that way?"

Facing the spatula nearly poking his mouth, Zhou Yi neither dodged nor flinched; he seriously raised his hand to adjust its position slightly: "Who told you to be so young? Can't be helped."

"Hehe."

Suddenly praised, Sun Yanzi couldn't help but grin, revealing her front teeth that symbolized her happy mood: "Your taste is truly unique. Vintage, huh? You like older women, right?"

"Not entirely."

Zhou Yi leaned against the kitchen doorframe, counting on his fingers: "Mainly, she has to be beautiful and have great temperament. If Li Zhi and Wu Junru were standing before me, I'd definitely choose Li Zhi."

"Tsk tsk."

Sun Yanzi sized him up from head to toe, her eyes full of disdain: "Now you're being picky. Too bad they're all married now. Do you hate yourself for being born too late?"

"Hard to say. If I'd been born a bit earlier, I'd have started my own company by then. Once you graduated, I'd bring you over from Singapore to be my secretary, serving me tea and water every day—"

"You want me to serve tea and water? Should I add shoulder rubs and leg massages too?"

"If you insist on those requirements, then it's not impossible. I'm fine with anything." Zhou Yi wore a helpless expression as if to say, "I really can't do anything with you": "You know, I've always been so understanding and helpful."

"Go to hell!"

Hindered by her wedding dress, which made running and jumping impractical, Sun Yanzi could only walk with extreme grace as she watched Zhou Yi "jump around" in the kitchen, dodging her attacks—

Waving the spatula in her hand like a fly swatter, she missed every single time.

After a few rounds, Zhou Yi hadn't landed a single hit and was instead exhausted. He propped one hand against the stove, mouth slightly open, panting lightly, looking at the man who was showing off helplessly before her.

"OK, all preparations are complete. Ready to start filming."

The director's reminder prompted the two, still engaged in "eye contact," to temporarily sign a ceasefire agreement. Sun Yanzi, gathering her emotions, hurriedly adjusted her wedding dress, but as she lowered her head, she felt a pair of hands reach over her head—

She instantly looked up, and what met her eyes was Zhou Yi, close enough to touch; his superior jawline appeared even clearer from her current angle looking up.

"Don't move around. Your veil is messy."

Seeing Sun Yanzi's head twisting, Zhou Yi casually gave the back of her head a light tap and seriously fixed her previously disheveled veil for her.

The birds outside the kitchen window were still chattering, perched on the treetops and occasionally pecking at their feathers; the cicadas, ignorant of worldly affairs, reflected the kitchen couple's playfulness in their eyes, finding them noisy for a moment.

Sun Yanzi obediently lowered her head, and in the instant she pressed her lips together, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise: "How is it? Do I look good in this wedding dress?"

"Of course. Today, you are the most beautiful and elegant woman in the world."

"You're quite smooth."

On the surface, she was trying hard to express that she was only reluctantly satisfied, but in reality, Sun Yanzi's eyebrows and eyes inadvertently betrayed the joy in her heart.

"The birds' singing draws us closer; at this very moment, I suddenly fall in love with you~

"Listen to me~

"Hand in hand, let's go together, creating a happy life~"

In the camera's view, Sun Yanzi, wearing her wedding dress, beamed with a happy and sweet smile. Holding a spatula in one hand as a microphone, she extended her right hand toward Zhou Yi, who was dressed in casual home clothes—

Zhou Yi, leaning against the doorframe and smiling, cooperatively extended his left hand to clasp hers.

In the MV's plot setting, today was the day they would go to take wedding photos after their engagement.

Happy Sun Yanzi had put on her wedding dress early in the morning, spinning and jumping around the house; her excitement was visible to the naked eye.

With their fingers interlocked, the tango they had learned in the previous song "Little Dimples" MV came in handy right here in the kitchen, representing the family's little patch of land—spinning, jumping, eyes bent with laughter.

"Yesterday was too late; tomorrow will be a regret

"Will you marry me today? ~"

"Yes~~~"

During the song's interlude, Sun Yanzi, with joy written all over her face, deliberately dragged out a long note: "I do~"

From the journey from home to the photography studio, to the outdoor lawn wedding venue, to the on-site inspection of the church.

As sweet as possible.

After three consecutive days of intense filming, even Sun Yanzi herself began to feel a bit dazed.

So much so that on the first day of filming the "Fairy Tale" MV, Sun Yanzi's enthusiasm was unusually low—

"Zhou Yi, do you want to change the lyrics of this song? Isn't this a bit too cruel?"

"What nonsense are you talking? Weren't you very excited back then?"

Because the MV plot required them to get married and move into a new marital home, the two were currently wearing Shengtian Changfu—both in the simplest T-shirts and jeans, convenient for moving work.

"That was then, this is now."

Sun Yanzi apologized for her past youthful recklessness: "With these scenes strung together, even I, the one acting in the MV, can hardly take it."

"It's fine. I can take it."

"???"

Amused by Zhou Yi's serious words, Sun Yanzi wanted to become serious and discuss it, but after several attempts that all failed, she had no choice but to cover her face with her hand—

Until, for the sake of the upcoming plot development, Zhou Yi cut out a segment from the music film "In the Name of the Father" and output it to the TV screen to play as a movie.

For the sake of the kissing scene's atmosphere in "Fairy Tale," and also to create a conceptual echo within the album, the segment cut out happened to be the scene where Chen Hao actively kissed Zhou Yi.

In different times and spaces, the same man, different lives, yet also completely different existences.

In "In the Name of the Father," Chen Hao actively grabbed Zhou Yi to kiss; two people who both hid a gun in their hearts, aiming at each other, embraced in a passionate kiss;

While in "Fairy Tale," it was the two of them watching the movie within this drama, and as they watched, they too began to kiss. Only this time, Zhou Yi took the initiative first; two people who loved each other openly kissed.

Hmm, kissing...

When acting out the kissing scene, to reduce Sun Yanzi's psychological pressure, the director specifically ordered everyone unrelated to the scene to leave.

As for Zhou Yi, he was already an old hand; in "Love Me or Him," he had kissed so passionately, it was all the same to him.

"Phew... I suddenly feel so nervous. What should I do? The way you've driven everyone away makes me very stressed."

Thinking of the scene that was about to happen, her heart pounding faster, Sun Yanzi sat cross-legged on the sofa, took several deep breaths in a row, and joked with a smile while self-regulating.

"It's fine, Yanzi."

The director offered a word of reassurance, then warned Zhou Yi: "Ah Yi, remember to bring it along."

"Got it, got it."

Recalling his first kiss, Zhou Yi casually flashed an OK sign.

Once filming officially began, driven by the kissing scenes from movies on television, an ambiguous atmosphere acted like an invisible hand, pushing Zhou Yi and Sun Yanzi closer and closer to each other—

Facing his fiancée's lips, Zhou Yi's bowing motion paused slightly, then pressed down!

The surge of male hormones rushing toward her made Sun Yanzi's heart race wildly; the moment they kissed, the real sensation of breath hitting her face made her, who insisted on using no stunt double, feel helpless for the first time—

What do I do next?

Where do I put my hands? Where should they go?

Should I wrap them around his neck?

Under the excessive tension, in just over ten seconds she already felt somewhat out of breath and unconsciously parted her lips slightly—

Hmm, the tongue feels slippery...

Sun Yanzi, whose hand had unconsciously rested on Zhou Yi's waist, tilted her head back slightly, shifting from initially letting her fiancé take the lead to gradually responding in kind.

An boundless sense of satisfaction washed over her like a tide, constantly lapping at the tip of her heart, making her somewhat addicted.

Until the fake nosebleed makeup began to flow down—

Only then did the two, feeling strange, separate. Looking at each other's blood-stained faces, confusion mixed with a hint of amusement—both were laughing at the other's face turning into a little calico cat.

"OK, cut. Can we do it again? Just to have a backup take?"

The director, feeling the angle wasn't quite right, shouted out, seeking their opinion.

Zhou Yi, indifferent, turned his head to look at Sun Yanzi; the latter shrugged: "Sure, consider it a sacrifice for art."

"What kind of talk is that? Why can't it be you who profits?"

Zhou Yi, wiping away the fake blood, glanced sideways at the woman.

"This is my first time. You took my first time, so how is it that I'm the one profiting?"

Sun Yanzi, taking the tissue to wipe away the fake blood, laughed and scolded: "Do you even understand the value of a first on-screen kiss?"

(End of this chapter)