Chapter 151 – The sofa is good

Translator: ChuRen/ YuQiChen

The next morning, Tang Qing saw the man who had toiled all night still asleep and quickly put on his clothes, preparing to make a quick escape.

His waist felt like it was about to break.

Other areas were even more indescribable.

And this man, at the top of the entertainment industry, was sleeping with his back facing him, revealing muscular and smooth back muscles, exuding a sexy allure.

His honey-colored muscles were covered with marks and scratches.

Bright red scratch marks crisscrossed like they had been clawed by a cat.

Tang Qing felt a moment of guilt.

But looking down at his wrists and ankles, he saw glaring handprints and bruising, even deep and shallow bite marks on his soles.

It wasn’t hard to imagine how brutal the man had been last night.

Even each toe had been well taken care of.

As for the parts of Tang Qing’s body that he couldn’t see, like his smooth and fair back, and the faintly aching chest, the possible state of distress wasn’t hard to imagine either.

Thinking about this, he no longer felt guilty, instead giving the man a fierce glare before leaving the room.

He walked into the living room and upon seeing the sofa, he couldn’t help but show a look of embarrassment and anger.

They had fought in the living room until late at night, only to finally leave the sofa.

According to the storyline given by the system, Lu Zeyu should have been a virgin, right? How did they manage to make the first time so challenging, almost sticking to the sofa all night…

He tentatively asked the man if they could change places, not on the sofa…

So the man picked him up, carrying him in his arms with his strong and sexy legs, walking all the way to the balcony.

He placed him on the windowsill.

Next to it was a huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Although Lu Zeyu’s home was extremely private, with no neighbors nearby and a high floor, it was impossible for anyone to see them.

Leaning against the window, the night lights in the distance gave an illusion of being watched. He always found himself nervously looking out the window, fearing someone might discover what they were doing.

But the next moment, Lu Zeyu lowered his head and captured his lips, making him forget everything outside the window.

Attacked from behind, each movement made Tang Qing feel like he was about to fall out the window.

His fingers weakly scratched at the glass, afraid that the transparent window couldn’t support his weight.

This dangerous illusion oddly added a sense of pleasure, allowing him to reach a high in the midst of fear.

Every light in the night seemed to be peering into this secretive scene, leaving him shamefully exposed, as if everything about him was laid bare before countless eyes.

Whenever his tender skin pressed against the glass, the young man couldn’t help but tremble, his hand leaving several scratch marks on the man’s solid back muscles.

Under Lu Zeyu’s intense advances, he put everything behind him, shame blending with pleasure, making him unable to suppress the sounds in his throat.

Lost in the joy of the moment.

Indeed, Lu Zeyu’s waist, as mentioned by Le Ke, was powerful from years of fitness training, moving rhythmically like a fierce beast in mating, dizzying in its speed.

For a moment, Tang Qing wondered if he might be split in half by Lu Zeyu.

Was this what they meant by a “dog’s waist”?

Who knows who will be lucky enough to become Lu Zeyu’s wife in the future, and if his wife can handle such a vigorous man.

…

After bravely skipping work for half a day and sleeping heavily at home, Tang Qing returned to the set in the afternoon. Luckily, there were no scenes with Lu Zeyu today, just a few supporting actors doing some additional shots.

The crew quickly finished filming.

“Tangtang, what are you eating?” Cang Xiaoshu walked into the rest area of the set.

“It seems to be cucumber-flavoured chips,” Tang Qing glanced at the packaging.

To be honest, if Cang Xiaoshu hadn’t asked, Tang Qing wouldn’t have even realized he was eating.

He was just absentmindedly stuffing food into his mouth, chewing mechanically, his mind a blur.

“Tangtang, do you have more? I love this flavor the most.”

Tang Qing felt a bit embarrassed. He knew Cang Xiaoshu loved this flavor of chips the most, but in his distracted state from his sore back, he hadn’t noticed and ended up eating the last packet.

Tang Qing awkwardly looked at the empty bag in his hand and said, “Xiaoshu, I’ll buy you some another day.”

He handed the last piece of chip to Cang Xiaoshu, who opened his mouth to accept Tang Qing’s offering.

Cang Xiaoshu had fair skin, a small stature, and a fluffy head, looking quite cute.

After taking the chips from Tang Qing’s hand, he mumbled while eating, “Tangtang, you have some chip crumbs on your face.”

Tang Qing touched his face, not only failing to remove them but also wiping the crumbs from his hand on the corner of his mouth.

“Here.”

Cang Xiaoshu pointed out, leaning closer to Tang Qing.

Thinking Cang Xiaoshu was going to help wipe his face, Tang Qing brought his fair face closer.

Unexpectedly, Cang Xiaoshu stuck out his tongue and licked Tang Qing’s face.

“You…” Startled by the sensation, Tang Qing quickly pulled away, pushing his clueless friend aside helplessly, saying, “How many times have I told you not to do that…”

Cang Xiaoshu pouted, not understanding why Tang Qing resisted.

In their little animal world, to show affection, they would lick each other.

Besides, there were his favorite cucumber-flavored chips on Tang Qing’s face.

At that moment, Lu Zeyu from the crew walked in and witnessed the scene before him.

The young man who had expressed his liking for him yesterday and wanted to get closer was now being affectionate with another guy today.

Lu Zeyu’s expression darkened, his brows furrowing as he stared intensely at the two.

His fists clenched subconsciously, the sweetness in his heart completely dissipating.

He moved forward, preparing to separate the two.

“Movie Emperor Lu.” A voice filled with enthusiasm called out, belonging to one of Tang Qing’s actors, Le Ke.

Lu Zeyu remained silent, his face stern.

But Le Ke was a social butterfly and this didn’t faze him at all.

Ignoring Lu Zeyu’s coldness, he continued cheerfully, “Movie Emperor Lu, I’m here to see Director Tang. I bought a box of props for the shoot on Taobao a few days ago. The props are here, so we can continue filming today.”

“It’s been a while since we shot a scene. I’m so looking forward to it.”

Lu Zeyu didn’t want to deal with the incessant chatter from Le Ke; his mind was solely focused on the young man who was being affectionate with someone else.

However, something suddenly crossed Lu Zeyu’s mind, and he glanced at Le Ke.

“Props?” His voice paused.

“Yeah, yeah, for the movie we’re filming, we need a lot of props,” Le Ke explained.

But remembering Tang Qing’s instructions, he quickly added in a hushed tone, “Let’s not talk about this. Director Tang has been telling us not to discuss movie matters outside.”

Lu Zeyu looked at Le Ke suspiciously.

“Movie Emperor Lu, do you need to see Director Tang for something?”

Lu Zeyu thought for a moment and glanced in Tang Qing’s direction.

The young man was still chatting with Cang Xiaoshu, playfully laughing and having fun.

Cang Xiaoshu seemed like an innocent, blank slate of a boy.

He looked cute and petite, exuding an air of innocence.

Lu Zeyu couldn’t understand why Tang Qing would act against Cang Xiaoshu, a boy who seemed so pure, because Tang Qing didn’t seem like someone with a chaotic personal life.

He felt there was some kind of unexplainable energy between Cang Xiaoshu, Tang Qing, and Le Ke.

As if there were secrets he didn’t know about.

He gazed at the young man deeply, pondered for a moment, and calmly said, “It’s nothing.”

The tall man paid no more attention to Le Ke, seemingly unconcerned with the people in the assistant director’s room, and turned back to his own resting area.

Le Ke watched the man leave abruptly, puzzled.

But Le Ke’s Teddy dog brain was simple; he quickly forgot about it and happily walked to Tang Qing’s resting area.

“Director Tang, did you receive my props?”

Upon hearing this, Tang Qing felt like he was about to split open again.

“Le Le, why did you buy so many? You should have told me beforehand.”

“Huh? Didn’t I say it before? I forgot. I saw they were all the latest models with many functions, so I couldn’t resist buying them all.”

Excitedly, he asked Tang Qing, “Did you bring them? Let’s try them out.”

Tang Qing:…

Could he say that he had already thrown them all away?

“Well, I think we won’t need so many props for our shoot, so I didn’t bring them.”

Le Ke looked disappointed, his tone filled with regret, “I see… But these props have so many functions. Director Tang, are you sure we won’t need them? The action and storyline in our first two parts were too old-fashioned. The third part is the finale; we need something different.”

Le Ke was someone with aspirations; he watched countless films every day to continuously improve his “acting career”.

Tang Qing nodded firmly, saying, “Yes, Le Le, we don’t need those props. And listen to me, it’s not necessary to use props for a fresh approach.”

After thinking for a moment, he blushed and added, “For this film, we can try changing the settings.”

“For example, using the sofa, floor-to-ceiling windows, or the bay window. Different settings can also bring unexpected taboo feelings.”

Tang Qing tried to erase last night’s scenes from his mind and maintained a professional director’s demeanor.

Le Ke’s eyes lit up at Tang Qing’s words, and he happily exclaimed, “Yes, Director Tang, you’re right. Let’s move quickly.”

“Oh, by the way, Director Tang. Can I have those props back?”

Seeing Tang Qing’s lack of response, Le Ke immediately became nervous, asking with concern, “You didn’t throw them away, did you? They were expensive, Director Tang, and I haven’t even used them yet!”

Tang Qing, feeling guilty, looked at Le Ke’s pained expression and knew he couldn’t reveal the truth.

He took a deep breath and reluctantly said, “Le Le, I can’t return them. Because… I’ve already used them all.”

Upon hearing this, Le Ke’s face lit up again, “Oh, that’s good. Since you’ve used them, you can keep them. Such good things should be treasured.”

Tang Qing forced a smile and nodded.

Well, after finishing this third part, he could disband the crew and never have to see this overly clever Teddy dog guy again.

The group left the set and headed to Tang Qing’s photography base.

Tang Qing rested with his eyes closed in the back of the car.

A discreet but expensive black luxury car followed closely behind.

If Tang Qing took a glance, he would probably recognize it as Lu Zeyu’s car.

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