Chapter 6

Author's note:

To all 963wjgq "Miemie" who love sweet stories, and BBGMISS55 who guessed the plot right with blood on the line!

Uh~ May I ask quietly~~ Is this night too long?

☆ Chapter 7: I'll Make You Feel Good

Seeing Ruan Lin lay on his side beside He Lele, his right hand naturally reaching for the woman's breasts, idly playing with them.

"Don't quit. If you think the pay's not enough, I can have Yun Yi raise it—or I'll pay you extra." When she said she wanted to quit last night, he was in the middle of releasing his frustration and didn't take it seriously. Tonight, after hosting the cast and crew for dinner, he slipped away early just to pick up where he left off—but he found this woman packing her bags!

Does she think anyone can just walk into this apartment? Come and go as she pleases?

She even told me to find other women! If I could just sleep with any woman, why would I need her!

"N-No, don't. Hmm—" As the man squeezed her snow-white breasts hard, He Lele couldn't help letting out a muffled moan.

"You're really determined to quit?" Fine! I may have gone too far these past two days, but I've been holding back for seven years—every time I went abroad on vacation, paparazzi followed me; when I visited my mother, that damn old man watched me like a hawk; and when I came back yesterday, I was already boiling with rage, so… I just messed with her a little.

"I—I can't quit. I can't afford the penalty fee," He Lele explained, suppressing her grievances.

Yun Yi, well done! Seeing Ruan Lin praised silently in his mind, loosening his grip slightly, continuing to tease her with alternating light and heavy touches.

Since the five of us moved into this apartment, the manager has changed like a revolving door—one after another—and it's gotten harder and harder to find anyone. You know how much effort Yun Yi put in to find this "bedroom maid." If she runs, who knows when the next one will turn up—and who knows if the next one will even suit me? I've got to get some proper release first.

He stood up, drew the floor-to-ceiling curtains shut, plunging the room into total darkness, then pressed himself back onto He Lele's soft body. Tomorrow there's no shooting, no schedule—he can let loose fully. He won't let sunlight ruin his night of indulgence.

"Mmm…" Having surrendered, He Lele gave up all resistance and pleading—but as he kissed her lips fiercely, making her dizzy, she suddenly realized she'd forgotten something—ah! Fried rice! Fifth floor!

"Mr. Ruan! P-Please wait, the gentleman on the fifth floor asked me to—ah…" Before she could finish, the man above her drove his hot, rigid member deep into her body, grinding and rotating inside her. "Ah—!"

"You haven't satisfied me yet, and you're already planning to serve someone else? Hmm?" Fifth floor? Producer Seeing Shentu Mo?

"N-No… hmm… ah…"

A blinding beam of light suddenly pierced through the door into the room. Seeing Ruan Lin narrowed his eyes, paused his movements, but didn't turn to look at the intruder.

"Eleven." A low, deep voice came from the doorway.

"Fuck! Producer Seeing Shentu Mo, can't you let me finish first?" Seeing Ruan Lin roared.

"I can. At eleven, if my food hasn't appeared on my table, I'll come make you feel good." Producer Seeing Shentu Mo's tone remained utterly flat.

"You fucking asshole! Close the door!"

The light vanished.

"Producer Seeing Shentu Mo ordered food?"

He Lele's heart nearly paralyzed—another stranger pressing down on her while another stranger appeared…

Without waiting for He Lele's answer, Seeing Ruan Lin knew it was almost certainly true—her alarm must've been set for the cooking time. Damn it.

Everyone in the industry knows that Producer Seeing Shentu Mo, Muse's top producer, is a devil who devours people whole—and when he's hungry, even devils become his meal! Anyone who delays his meal…

Seeing Ruan Lin muttered a curse under his breath. He could ignore Producer Seeing Shentu Mo, but the five residents of this apartment always kept to themselves—he didn't need to make trouble for himself.

"Woman, relax!" As he spoke, Seeing Ruan Lin lifted He Lele's legs and pressed them toward her chest, forcing her mound upward to meet his waist.

Seeing Ruan Lin took a deep breath, leaned down, and kissed He Lele's velvety red lips, then began thrusting wildly.

"Mmm… hmm… aaaah—"

At 10:58, He Lele barely made it, delivering the fried rice to Producer Seeing Shentu Mo just two minutes before eleven—and she was grateful he wasn't in his own fifth-floor suite, but sitting at the dining table.

Watching the "gentleman on the fifth floor" silently eat the fried rice, He Lele's heart remained tightly clenched. For some reason, she felt certain that if she hadn't brought him the rice before eleven, the consequences would be terrifying.

But terrifying? After these two nights, she should've been immune to the word. Her gaze accidentally drifted toward a figure stepping out of her bedroom—bare white feet, dark gray pinstripe trousers, a seductive fish-line, defined abs, broad chest, a perfectly sculpted jaw, a handsome, captivating face—

"Seeing Ruan Lin?"

Seeing Ruan Lin—the actor who charms all genders and ages? The most idolized powerhouse performer? The last gentleman of the entertainment industry?

Author's note:

Compared to Producer Seeing Shentu Mo, Seeing Ruan Lin is so much easier to handle~~ Hmph hmph hmph hmph hmph~

I finally fixed the comment section~~ Everyone, drop by and leave a footprint if you've got time~~ Fate brings us together from afar!!

Blowing on Maiyau's little electric fan, eating the fruit slush from Miss Qianran, carrying the love candies from alcvbn126317's A-sister~~ Jiangshan's life is getting sweeter and sweeter! Wahahaha~~

So… tomorrow… hmm… shall I post two chapters?

☆ Chapter 8: Top Producer

She must've imagined it! How could it be! That pervert, freak, beast, lecher, bastard… how could he possibly be Seeing Ruan Lin!