Chapter 210

☆, (10 Fresh Coins) Chapter 184: Stop at the Right Point

"Qin kid, don't move. Lele, turn your face a bit more. Good, just do whatever you're doing." Mu Wei adjusted their poses while pressing the shutter. He had to capture Qin Zhixiu's most heart-stirring moments without capturing He Lele's face. Even if photos could be retouched later, the composition, angle, and lighting during the shoot were still the most important.

He Lele glanced at Qin Zhixiu, carefully avoiding the lens. After Mu Wei arranged the scene, he told her and Qin Zhixiu to sit on the sofa and "act naturally," but the thought of being aimed at by a lens made her body stiffen—how could she be "natural"! Later, it was Qin Zhixiu who put headphones on her, which allowed her to relax, slowly forget the existence of the lens, and chat with Qin Zhixiu about the stories behind many old songs.

Interestingly, both Qin Zhixiu and she liked some obscure old songs. Qin Zhixiu had even rearranged many of them, which she listened to with fascination, but as soon as Mu Wei opened his mouth—she stiffened again.

Qin Zhixiu chuckled and tilted his head to plant a kiss on the corner of her lips.

She stiffened even more.

"Again," Mu Wei called out.

"..." He Lele squinted at Mu Wei. What exactly was he trying to shoot?

Lowering his eyes to look at her rosy, cute lips, Qin Zhixiu parted his lips slightly and pressed them against hers, licking and sucking slowly. One arm slowly wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her body, which was faintly emitting a fragrance, closer.

The gentle, pure kiss was like a blooming flower, softly bringing a joyful tingle. But the moment she thought of Mu Wei and Jiji still watching from the side, He Lele became incredibly shy, her body stiffening more and more, and a red flush appearing on her little face.

"Add a bit of desire."

Qin Zhixiu's kiss became more intense.

"Mm..." He Lele was pressed back, unable to control herself.

"Good, not bad. Take off your clothes... not hers, take off your own."

He Lele frowned slightly, looking at Mu Wei in a daze. Seeing Mu Wei holding the camera with a serious and focused expression, she could only look at Jiji for help.

Receiving her gaze, Jiji, who was leaning against the living room bar with his arms crossed, straightened his body. "Mu Wei, what are you doing?"

"One photo in exchange for a 30% increase in record sales. Do you want it or not?" Mu Wei put down the camera and asked with a smile.

Hearing Mu Wei say this, Jiji looked at Qin Zhixiu, who had already taken off his T-shirt, and after giving He Lele a soothing look, he leaned back against the bar. "Stop at the right point."

Huh? No way? Hey! He Lele hadn't prepared herself mentally, but Qin Zhixiu had already pressed down, kissing her body with attachment. Her originally pure and flawless face revealed an indescribable, moving temptation...

"OK! Jiji, help me take the equipment. We're going out to shoot a few sets."

"Why me?"

"If you don't want to 'take' it, carrying it is fine too, just don't break it."

"..."

He Lele listened to the two of them bickering, panting, her body feeling weak and sore. Although they hadn't actually done it, Qin Zhixiu's detailed kissing and caressing... were too torturous!

Because the wound on He Lele's foot hadn't fully healed, she couldn't go into the sea, so the shooting scenes were mainly arranged on the beach. Hugging, supporting, holding hands, standing, sitting—they shot every possible pose, tiring He Lele out until she finally sat on the beach and refused to get up.

She hadn't expected being photographed to be this tiring!

Qin Zhixiu sat beside her with a smile, humming a soft tune while looking at the colorful sea.

Mu Wei packed up the equipment, walked to He Lele's other side, and sat down. Holding the camera, he looked at the sun gradually setting in the west, then turned back to look at Jiji and patted the sand beside him.

Jiji stood in place for a long while before moving to sit beside Mu Wei, his eyes staring blankly at the line where the sea met the sky.

Compared to heaven and earth, humans were so small and fleeting. What, then, was the meaning of living?

A figure suddenly walked behind He Lele and steadily picked her up, holding her tightly in his arms.

Smelling the familiar scent of a man at the tip of her nose, He Lele couldn't help but wonder: "Ruan Lin?"

On October 12th, the five of them boarded the return flight.

Looking at Ruan Lin's sleeping face beside her, He Lele gently tugged at her left hand, which he was holding tightly. But as soon as she moved, Ruan Lin opened his eyes, pulled her hand into his embrace, closed his eyes, and continued to sleep.

Yesterday, as soon as Ruan Lin appeared, he hugged her. His first sentence was: "Which room?"

"Why did you come over? Did the movie wrap up?" Jiji asked vigilantly.

"... Let me sleep first. Which room?"

Ruan Lin's appearance remained as noble and handsome as ever, but the deep exhaustion in his eyes made He Lele feel a slight tightness in her chest. Pointing toward the direction of the suite, she asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

Ruan Lin shook his head and carried her toward the sea villa area.

After entering the suite, without waiting for He Lele to speak, Ruan Lin found a random bedroom and lay on the bed, not caring who the original owner of the room was.

"Ruan Lin? Ruan Lin?" He Lele, who had been brought into the bed by Ruan Lin, called out twice, but no one responded.

Struggling to break free from his embrace, he opened his eyes, frowned, and turned over to pin her beneath him—continuing to sleep with his eyes closed.

"Mm..." He Lele felt her chest hurting from being pressed, making it hard to breathe. "Ruan Lin, I can't breathe. Ruan Lin?"

Ruan Lin hugged her and turned 180 degrees, letting her lie on top of him.