bdsm-fiction Chapter 81. Different beauties, different years! Whatever!
Chapter 81. Different beauties, different years! Whatever!
More than an hour later.
Gulinaza walked out of the bathroom, drying her wet hair.
Her bare face was so fair and radiant, like a peeled egg, truly embodying youthful invincibility.
Gu Lina glared at Han Xian, who was in a saintly state, then turned and sat down at the dressing table. "Stop lying there like a king, come and help me blow-dry my hair!"
Han Xian was surprised, "No way, Nazha... You can just wash your hands and face, why did you wash your hair too?"
Gu Lina blushed and glared at Han Xian. "You still have the nerve to say that... I only realized it was all over my hair when I was washing my face... How can I sleep without washing my hair?!"
Han Xian suddenly realized, and repeatedly cupped his hands in apology, "I'm sorry, I'd like to admit it, but my strength won't allow it."
"You...you're shameless!"
"Thank you for the compliment."
"..."
Gulinazha was speechless.
The longer she spent with Han Xian, the more afraid she was of being influenced by his shamelessness!
"Still lying down? Come here and help me blow-dry my hair!!!"
"Here you are!"
Han Xian quickly got out of bed to help Gu Lina blow-dry her hair.
As soon as her hair was blow-dried, Mina Zha fell asleep sitting up, her small mouth slightly open, and a clear trace of fatigue between her brows and eyes.
Han Xian put down the hairdryer, gently picked up Gu Lina's soft body, carefully placed her in the quilt, and covered her with a blanket.
He gently kissed Nazha's forehead, then lay down beside her without closing his eyes to sleep. Instead, he turned to look at Nazha's bare face, his eyes sparkling as he seemed to be thinking about something.
Until Gu Lina turned over and the blanket slipped off, Han Xian helped her cover it up. She instinctively hugged his arm, and her incredibly long legs under her nightgown hooked around Han Xian's left leg.
Han Xian wanted to pull his arm back and lie flat, but after pulling twice, he couldn't pull it back and instead sank into the softness.
After thinking for a moment, he simply pulled Gu Lina's soft, fragrant body into his arms, once again enjoying what it meant to be surrounded by warm, fragrant flesh.
……
early morning.
Gulinazha woke up groggily, turned over and instinctively reached out to hug the person next to her, only to find that she had nothing in her arms.
Ok?
Where did Han Xian go?
Gulinaza instantly woke up, opened her eyes and stared intently at the pillow and blanket with sleep marks next to her. A few seconds later, she suddenly smiled faintly.
It's said that you only take things for granted once you've got them, but the problem is that Han Xian hasn't gotten her yet, so he can't just get up early and sneak away.
So Han Xian got up so early either to exercise or to take care of personal hygiene.
Despite her thoughts, Gu Li got out of bed very quickly.
She threw off the blanket, rolled out of bed, casually closed the open front of her nightgown, put on slippers, and strode briskly toward the door with her long, fair legs swinging.
As soon as she stepped out of the master bedroom, she smelled a fragrance. She subconsciously looked towards the kitchen, her eyes sparkling with starlight, her lips curving upwards, and her eyes smiling.
No need to look anymore, the person she's been longing for is busy in the kitchen.
Hearing footsteps behind him, Han Xian turned around, his gaze lingering on her fair, long legs for a few seconds before moving up to her snow-white skin at the hem of her nightgown, before finally settling on Gu Li's stunningly beautiful bare face.
Her beautiful hair was messy, and there was a checkered mark from her pillowcase on her left cheek. She looked silly and simple, but she had a kind of down-to-earth beauty.
"Get up, go wash up, and get ready for breakfast."
"Is it done already? What time did you get up?"
"5:30."
"Why are you up so early?"
"I've prepared breakfast for you! You have to get up early to catch your flight, and I don't want you to board the plane on an empty stomach."
"..."
In an instant, tears welled up in Gulinazha's eyes, her cheeks flushed, and her ears began to burn.
It wasn't out of shyness, it was out of感动 (moved/touched), I just really wanted to...
How about today...
At worst, I can rest for a day and go home on the first or second day of the Lunar New Year.
Han Xian noticed Gulinaza's micro-expressions and knew that she was in love.
He walked over, both amused and exasperated, and put his arm around her slender waist. He lowered his head and pecked her lips. "You're this moved just by getting up early to make breakfast? These past two nights when I made you dinner, you didn't offer yourself to me either."
Gu Lina hugged Han Xian's broad waist, nuzzled her head against his chest, and said in a soft, seductive voice, "It's different!"
"How are they different?"
"I...I can't really put my finger on what's different, it's just different!"
"Okay, it's different if it's different. Since you're moved by me, how about we go back inside and talk about life and ideals? But you have to call your aunt and uncle first to tell them that you probably can't fly back today, and it's unlikely you can get back tomorrow either. Oh, and you need to think of a reason in advance, so you don't end up stammering and unable to answer when they ask you."
"..."
Gulinazha opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.
She had already told her parents that she had canceled her engagements and was going home for the Lunar New Year, but then she called them again to say that she had a last-minute engagement.
How heartbroken would Mom and Dad be!
But Han Xian...
Seeing Gulinaza start to hesitate, Han Xian whispered a few words in her ear, which made Gulinaza blush.
She glanced down at Han Xian's pajama bottoms instinctively, then playfully punched him, her voice full of shy embarrassment as she said, "What are you doing so early in the morning...?"
"That's why I'm like this so early in the morning—full of energy, like the rising sun, you know?"
"No, I don't understand!"
"It's okay if you don't understand, can you help me?"
"I...I won't help you! Didn't I give you a New Year's present last night?"
"Then how about giving me another New Year's gift? Besides, weren't you touched by me? How can you leave without giving me a New Year's gift?"
"..."
Such shameless words would elicit a "get lost" or "dream on" response from a normal girl.
But Gulinaza is love-struck, and once she got into it, she really felt she had to give Han Xian something, otherwise she would feel bad for the loving breakfast that Han Xian had made for her so early in the morning.
Since I already gave Han Xian a New Year's gift last night, it doesn't seem awkward to give him another one this morning.
Gulinaza raised her hand and pinched Han Xian's soft waist a few times, her low voice shy and sweet, "Go back to the room."
Han Xian was stunned. "You agreed?"
Gu Lina blushed and glared at Han Xian, then pursed her lips and turned to walk towards the master bedroom, her steps hurried as if someone was chasing her.
"..."
Han Xian patted his forehead and followed.
Why ask Nazha this kind of question at a time like this?
She couldn't possibly answer!
Let's accept Nazha's second New Year's gift!
……
While Gulinaza was rinsing her mouth with hot milk, her female assistant Xiaowei rushed over, eager to eat some melons from the scene.
It was clear that Gulinaza's complexion was rosy and her movements were normal, which immediately disappointed the female assistant.
We'll be parting ways on New Year's Eve, so we should at least give each other some special gifts, right? Why didn't we give any?
This doesn't make sense!
"Stop looking! Time to get ready and go!"
Gu Lina rolled her eyes at her female assistant, who seemed to enjoy watching the drama unfold, and turned to whisper something to Han Xian.
"I support you spending the Lunar New Year with Dilraba, but you need to be mindful of boundaries."
"What kind of boundaries should we be mindful of?"
What do you think?
Gu Lina glared at Han Xian with her phoenix eyes, trying to make him obey with her gaze, "New Year's is New Year's, but you have to come back to keep vigil tonight, you're not allowed to sleep outside!"
Han Xian shrugged. "It's hard to get a taxi in Shanghai during the Spring Festival. How about I walk back in the wind and snow?"
"You're always making excuses! Fine... you can sleep outside, but you're not allowed to sleep with Dilraba in your arms."
"??? No...you're overthinking it! How could that be? It's impossible."
"What if! What if Dilireba can't resist your deep, alluring eyes... You can only sleep with her in your arms, just like we sleep together! At most... at most you can allow her to give you the exact same New Year's gift as me, but you're not allowed to cross the line again. Anyway, you have to save your first time for me!"
"..."
Han Xian was stunned.
He finally realized how terrifying it is to be blinded by love.
Before he could even say anything, Gu Lina had already crossed his line with just a few words.
I guess he really wanted to do something to Gulinazha, she had no resistance, maybe even Nazha didn't have the thought of resisting!
The problem is his first time... Meng Ziyi...
Ok.
As long as he is shameless and has no bottom line, he will always have a first time, which is perfectly reasonable!
Han Xian agreed to Gu Lina's series of unreasonable demands, and after seeing her out the door, he didn't see her off again.
Han Xian intended to see her off at the airport, but Gu Lina said it was too much trouble and she didn't want Han Xian to get tired, so she didn't let Han Xian go to the airport.
The female assistant who was seeing them off at the airport said: "Some people have no humanity when it comes to the opposite sex. You can decide who you're talking about!"
……
Lunar New Year's eve.
A festival etched into the blood of the Chinese people.
It is often associated with elements such as reunion, celebration, and the color red.
A villa area in Chun City, Jilin Province.
Meng Ziyi, who had gone from being the apple of everyone's eye to just another idle person, was woken up early in the morning to do chores—putting up Spring Festival couplets.
I had just finished putting up the "福" (good fortune) character when a deliveryman came to deliver a package. "Ms. Meng, JD Express, urgent delivery."
My package?
Meng Ziyi was stunned for a moment, thanked her, and took the package with a puzzled look. She then noticed that the delivery address on the package was Hengdian.
Hengdian?
This is……
Meng Ziyi's first thought was that it was given by Han Xian, but she shook her head the next second.
Han Xian is in Shanghai, how could he possibly send her a package from Hengdian, unless...
"Meng Ziyi! Why are you dawdling over putting up couplets? You're such a grown man, staying up late at night, not getting up in the morning, eating everything, and useless at everything! Can't you at least do some work properly during the New Year?!"
When Mencius' mother spoke, her disdain was palpable.
Meng Ziyi pouted, "I've already put up the couplets! I'm picking up my package!"
"Deliveries during the Chinese New Year? Don't they take a holiday?"
"They should have a day off in the afternoon! Oh!"
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing much..."
"Why aren't you smiling this much? Who sent you the package? What was in it?"
"Most of the photos mailed from Hengdian are stills of me from my dramas."
"What's with that 'Zhao Zilong' production team? Sending you photos during the Lunar New Year? That's pretty creative."
"It's quite creative."
Meng Ziyi echoed the sentiment but remained silent, a slight smile playing on her lips as she flipped through the stack of photos that had surprised her.
It's all solo photos of her, including stills from dramas, casual clothes, and some funny pictures.
Although it's a bit of a straight man's perspective, most of them are quite good-looking, and a few are surprisingly good-looking.
However, she had already finished filming, and the production crew couldn't possibly send her such urgent photos during the Chinese New Year holiday.
The only person who can do this and take so many solo photos of her is Han Xian!
She thoughtfully sent Han Xian a red envelope containing 88 yuan, wanting to see if it was convenient for him to look at his phone.
hum!
Han Xian accepted the red envelope and replied with an emoji that said "kneeling in gratitude to the rich lady".
Meng Ziyi typed with a smile: [Is it convenient to video chat now?]
Han Xian: [Whenever it's convenient for Sister Meng to video call, that's when I'm available.]
Meng Ziyi: [Wait for me a moment, I'll change my clothes and then we'll video chat.]
Han Xian: [Okay, I'll wait for your call!]
Meng Ziyi smiled, put away her phone, changed into warm clothes, and even put on some light makeup before telling her mother she was going out to throw out the trash. Then, she happily left the villa with her phone in hand.
"Something's up with Meng Ziyi!" Meng Ziyi's mother, Sister Qian, squinted at the doorway.
"What's wrong with our daughter?" Mr. Meng looked around blankly.
Sister Qian said irritably, "This girl has been lazy and unwilling to do any work ever since she came back. When has she ever been diligent enough to take out the trash on her own initiative? Besides, why does she need to wear makeup to take out the trash? She ran out after looking at a few photos. It would be a miracle if there wasn't something going on with her!"
"...You mean, our daughter's dating again? The photos were sent by her boyfriend? Could it be her first love again? These two have been on and off for five years, when will it ever end!"
"It shouldn't be. My daughter's first love is from Northeast China, and these photos were sent from Hengdian. Why would someone be so bored during the Chinese New Year holiday that they would go all the way to Hengdian to send photos to our daughter? I think the sender is probably an actor from the same drama series as my daughter."
"Shall we ask her when our daughter gets back?"
"She won't admit it even if you ask her, let's observe her for a while!"
……
After leaving the villa, Meng Ziyi threw away the trash but did not immediately look for Han Xian.
She turned on her phone's selfie function, first styling her hair neatly in front of the phone, making herself look pretty, before sending Han Xian a video call invitation.
The phone rang only once before it was answered instantly, revealing the handsome face that Meng Ziyi had been eagerly anticipating.
She smiled radiantly, her voice like a puff of white mist, "Han Xian, I saw the photos you mailed me. They're alright, I quite like them."
Han Xian raised an eyebrow. "Are you so sure I mailed those photos?"
Meng Ziyi smiled faintly, her eyes wise. "The angles and scenes in those photos could only have been taken by you. And when I told you about it, your reaction wasn't strange at all, which proves that you mailed those photos."
"My Meng sister is so smart!"
"Of course! They've always been very smart, okay!"
"..."
Seeing Meng Ziyi's adorable, proud expression, Han Xian couldn't help but smile.
Some people are like that; they don't need to say much. Just seeing their beautiful smile, whether they're wearing makeup or not, makes them happy.
Crackle! ...
Meng Ziyi was feeling proud and arrogant when suddenly a crisp sound of firecrackers rang out not far away.
She turned her phone around to show Han Xian the smoke from the firecrackers in the distance, "We've already started setting off firecrackers here, what about yours?"
Han Xian said, "It seems that fireworks are not allowed in the urban area of Shanghai, so there wasn't much of a sound."
"??? Shanghai city proper? You're still in Shanghai?"
"Yeah, I just finished my audition the day before yesterday. It's too much trouble to fly back to Heshi at the end of the year, so I'm too lazy to bother."
"Won't you be spending the New Year alone? That's too lonely! Why don't you... come and visit me?"
"It's too much trouble to go now... Besides, I won't be spending the New Year alone. The crew of 'Diamond Lover' doesn't get a holiday for the New Year, and Dilraba happens to be in Shanghai too, so I'll go find her and spend the New Year together."
Han Xian thought about it and decided to tell the truth.
Lying is exhausting and mentally taxing, and you might not even be able to fool Meng Ziyi.
Since we have chosen not to deceive Gulinazha, we will treat everyone equally and not deceive Meng Ziyi either.
As for what Meng Ziyi thinks...
Meng Ziyi blinked. "You're spending the New Year with Dilraba? That's great. If she's spending the New Year with you, you won't be lonely."
???
Is Sister Meng... taking the wrong medicine?
Or has it been possessed by something?
Otherwise, why is there no vinegar smell at all?
Han Xian tentatively asked, "It's fine? You don't have anything else to say?"
Meng Ziyi pouted, "Yes! I'm so envious of Dilraba. She can spend the New Year with you, and it's just the two of you in a pure, private time together."
It is said that what you can't get, you can't forget; what you get, you don't cherish.
Meng Ziyi was not like that.
She simply felt that she and Han Xian were each other's first love, and that she had taken away Han Xian's most precious possession.
As the big winner, she shouldn't be a petty, jealous woman, but a magnanimous older sister.
It's just that we can't see Dilraba Dilmurat, this "senior sister," right now. Otherwise, she would definitely pat her on the shoulder and smile as she praised her a few times!
This is her, the generous Sister Meng!
Han Xian was both amused and exasperated. "You envy Dilraba? Are you alright? Dilraba and I couldn't go home for the New Year, so we're just getting together to celebrate. You have your parents with you, the three of you, for a family reunion. You couldn't be happier!"
Meng Ziyi pouted, "Happiness? I was happy for only two and a half days. On the third day after I got home, my mom started complaining about me, saying I was lazy, greedy, and didn't do any work. She wouldn't even let me sleep in during the New Year! But I just put up the couplets at my house, and I even went shopping for New Year's goods with my mom yesterday! I'm pretty amazing, okay!"
"That's right, my Sister Meng is amazing! Even though we just broke the ice... she woke up looking radiant and was able to have dinner and chat with Chen Yao. She even managed to sneak around with him for two nights in a row and then go back to sleep with him, and Chen Yao didn't notice anything amiss at all! Sister Meng is incredible!"
"You stinky Han Xian! Don't think I can't tell! You're not praising me, you're taking advantage of me!"
"I only try to take advantage of you verbally. I might want to get more other benefits, but it's too far away for me!"
"I think you're someone I can't do!"
Meng Ziyi smiled and retorted, a hint of expectant charm in her eyes.
The two of them actually spent less than three days together, and Chen Yao was always there as a third wheel, so their time together was really short.
So not only did Han Xian not have enough time for just the two of them, but she did too. Although she didn't say it out loud, her beautiful, watery eyes said it all.
Noticing this, Han Xian thought for a moment before speaking, "I should take a few days off after filming 'Wu Xin: The Monster Killer.' If you're taking classes at the Beijing Film Academy at that time, I'll come to Beijing to see you. If you're filming in Hengdian or somewhere else, I'll visit the set."
Meng Ziyi frowned slightly. "Filming is so tiring. You finally get a few days off, so don't look at me. It's better for you to rest properly."
Han Xian smiled faintly, "You don't know my physical condition. Filming is just a movie, it's not tiring. On the contrary, going to see you might be a little tiring."
"If you're too tired... then you shouldn't come to see me at the Beijing Film Academy!"
Meng Ziyi blushed and glared at Han Xian.
Before she was really with Han Xian, she thought he was a male version of Lin Daiyu, even if he was not quite right in the name, he would at least be a little unrealistic.
But only after experiencing it firsthand did I realize that this "male version of Lin Daiyu" is someone who can uproot a willow tree!
In comparison, she's more like a weak version of Meng Daiyu!
Han Xian smiled, "I'd never mind coming to see you! But this time, Chen Yao won't be a third wheel, right?"
Meng Ziyi's eyes sparkled as she smiled faintly, "Yao-mei is the second female lead in 'Wu Xin: The Monster Killer.' Her filming should wrap up later than yours, so she shouldn't be a third wheel right away... Achoo!!!"
Han Xian stared at Meng Ziyi's red nose. "You're cold! If you're cold, hurry home."
Meng Ziyi rubbed her nose and said listlessly, "I'm not cold."
"You're sneezing and you're still not cold? Hurry home, don't catch a cold during the Lunar New Year!"
"I'll head back now. Next time I'll wear something warmer and video chat with you!"
"Can't we video chat from home?"
"I'm afraid my parents will hear."
"Let's find a time when your parents are out and about so we can video chat again. I don't want you to catch a cold because of video chatting with you!"
"Okay! Whatever you say! Bye!"
"Bye-Bye."
"..."
The two said goodbye to each other, staring at each other without hanging up the phone. They just smiled at each other without saying a word.
Finally, Meng Ziyi couldn't help but laugh out loud, "What are you looking at?"
"What are you looking at?"
"Let's try another one!"
"Let's give it a try!"
"I'm not going to chat with you anymore. I said goodbye and you still haven't hung up. What do you mean by that?"
"What you mean is what I mean."
"Well... I'll let you see it just once, and this is the only New Year's gift I'll give you, nothing else."
"……good!"
New Year's gift?
What do you mean?
Is Sister Meng thinking differently from him?
Han Xian was puzzled for a second, but the next second he saw Meng Ziyi raise her hand to pull up the zipper of her down jacket. His pupils widened and his breath caught in his throat.
No way?
Could it be Sister Meng...?
Sister Meng truly lives up to her name—wealthy and generous!
This reminded him of the milky white snow in Kunming in winter, the beautiful full moon that night, and that bright white.
It also reminded him of the poem: "Viewed from the side, it's a ridge; viewed from the front, it's a peak; its appearance varies depending on distance and elevation."
Before Han Xian could even conjure up a vivid image, Meng Ziyi across from him had already unzipped her down jacket, revealing a white sweater underneath that accentuated her curves.
"See this white sweater I'm wearing? I bought a matching set for us. When you come to visit me at the Beijing Film Academy, you can take yours with you."
???
Han Xian was dumbfounded. "The New Year's gift you mentioned... is it the matching sweater you're wearing?"
Meng Ziyi suppressed a laugh. "Otherwise what? What did you think it was? You didn't think I opened my down jacket to let you see... You're being very dishonest, little brother Han Xian!"
Damn it!
Han Xian almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Meng Ziyi did the deed and said the words, yet he was unfairly blamed for everything!
Sister Meng's tea ceremony is definitely not made from 95 new tea; it has at least the foundation of a century-old green tea!
"Meng Ziyi!!!"
"Sister Meng is going home for the Chinese New Year. Let's talk afterward. Bye-bye, little brother Han Xian! And Happy New Year!"
Meng Ziyi waved her hand with a bright smile, her slender, snow-white hand naturally tapping the screen.
"..."
Han Xian's eyes twitched as he watched the notification that the call had ended!
In other words, he couldn't teleport to Meng Ziyi's side, otherwise he would definitely keep her awake for three days and three nights—to knit her a sweater, and it had to be a snow-white one!
……
Magic City.
The cast and crew of "Diamond Lover".
Wearing glasses, Dilraba is flipping through the script in her hand, preparing to film the next scene.
On Lunar New Year's Eve, the film crew doesn't get a holiday, but they will wrap up work early.
Tang Yan, Luo Jin, and other staff members whose homes are in Shanghai or nearby cities will rush home for the Chinese New Year after finishing work, and then rush back early the next morning.
For someone like her who lives very far from home, it's impossible to take leave to go home for the Chinese New Year.
Fortunately, she left home at a young age and had never experienced a real Spring Festival, so she didn't feel uncomfortable at all; at most, she felt a little lonely.
Buzz!
Her phone vibrated, and Dilraba casually picked it up and glanced at it, her eyes narrowing as she looked away, her composure vanishing instantly.
Han Xian: [I'm in Shanghai, wanna spend Chinese New Year together tonight?]
Dilraba: [Okay!]
Han Xian: [Positioning]
Han Xian: [This is a short-term guesthouse I rented. There are few people, so I won't be disturbed.]
Dilraba replied with a smile, "Received" and a smiley face emoji, the loneliness deep in her eyes had disappeared.
I haven't experienced the joy of Chinese New Year for many years, so I'll make the most of it this year.
"Reba!"
Assistant Lingling came over and asked, "The crew is compiling a list of people who will be spending the New Year together tonight. Do you want to join us?"
Dilireba shook her head, "No, I'm going to spend the New Year somewhere else."
The female assistant's eyes flashed. "Other places? During the Lunar New Year? Where?"
Dilireba blinked awkwardly, "It's... somewhere else... at a friend's house."
Ok?
The female assistant became suspicious.
Something's not right with Dilraba!
She hadn't heard that Dilraba had any friends in Shanghai, especially not friends close enough to spend Chinese New Year together at someone's home—Tang Yan and the others didn't count; they were just colleagues from the film crew, not friends.
Could it be... Han Xian?
Noticing the undisguised joy on Dilraba's face, the female assistant understood.
She didn't press the matter further, but instead turned and left with a forced smile. When she returned, the film crew had just finished work.
She quietly helped Dilireba pack her things and handed her a black plastic bag.
???
What is that?
Dilireba took the package with a puzzled look, opened it, and immediately blushed. "Sister Lingling!!! What kind of nonsense is this?!"
The female assistant hugged Dilraba and said earnestly, "I'm your assistant, I can't stop you from dating, but I'm responsible for your safety! You're at the peak of your career right now, and if someone gets killed, your career will be ruined, so you must be careful!"
Dilraba blushed and pouted, "I didn't! I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!"
The female assistant patted Dilraba on the back, "Okay, okay, just pretend I was talking nonsense. Just be careful. Remember, your safety is the most important thing!"
"..."
Dilireba blushed and opened her mouth, but didn't know how to explain.
She explained that she had to film a movie tomorrow morning, so tonight was just a New Year's Eve celebration with Han Xian, and she wouldn't do anything else.
But given Sister Lingling's gossipy nature, she probably wouldn't believe it even if you told her the whole story!
Well... let's leave it at that!
Whatever!
……
New Year's Eve.
Among the myriad lights of Shanghai, there is one that belongs exclusively to Han Xian and Dilraba.
After eating the New Year's Eve dinner they had made together, along with the dumplings that looked passable, the two snuggled together on the sofa, watching the Spring Festival Gala, which featured everyone enjoying themselves.
A long time ago, Han Xian lost the habit of watching the Spring Festival Gala. He would just leave the TV on to listen to the sound and avoid the house being too quiet.
Now, holding Dilraba's soft and fragrant body in my arms, I suddenly realize that the Spring Festival Gala isn't so bad after all; it's so soft, so fragrant, so...
"oops!"
Dilraba pressed her hand against her chest and pinched it a few times, blushing and coquettishly saying, "I'm watching the Spring Festival Gala, don't move around."
Han Xian smirked, "You came all this way just to watch the Spring Festival Gala?"
"And all so we could eat the New Year's Eve dinner we cooked and the dumplings we made together!"
"That's... all?"
"Otherwise what? What else do you want to do?"
"think!"
"I have two scenes to film tomorrow morning, so you'd better think about it!"
"Oh... then it's alright, I'll just hold you."
Han Xian paused for a moment, then gently pinched Dilireba's chest and gave her a doting look that said, "I'm fine, don't worry about me."
If asked what he wanted to do to Dilraba, he thought about it, but not particularly!
What he wants to do most right now is to outwit and outmaneuver Dilraba and win against her.
After all, when he finished filming last time, he didn't expect Dilraba to be so shrewd, and he was tricked by her without even realizing it!
This time, we have to win at least one round—even if it means getting ourselves involved!
With Dilraba's intelligence, she could certainly guess Han Xian's little scheme—especially since Han Xian's acting was so fake!
But she didn't point it out. Instead, she lowered her head and snuggled against Han Xian, then released his hand, letting him do as he pleased.
The two of them stayed close together until the song "When You Are Old" started playing on the television.
"When you are old, your hair is white, and you are drowsy."
"When you are old and can no longer walk, doze by the fire and reminisce about your youth."
"How many loved your moments of glad grace, and loved your beauty with love false or true."
"Only one person still loves your devout soul, and loves the wrinkles on your aging face..."
For a moment, Han Xian and Dilraba looked at each other as if they had a telepathic connection.
As their eyes met, tears welled up in both pairs of eyes, creating an indescribable atmosphere.
It seemed that the two saw themselves decades later, with white hair and wrinkles, in each other's eyes.
"..."
Dilireba subconsciously tilted her head back and, in perfect unison with Han Xian, who was looking down, covered each other's mouths.
The song ended, their lips parted, but their eyes still reflected each other.
Dilraba raised her hand and stroked Han Xian's cheek, opening her slender, fair hand to him. "Go back inside! I...hand...you."
Han Xian shook his head. "No need. I just wanted to beat you this time because you tricked me. I was just putting on an act for you. How childish, right?"
"It's childish, but... I want you to win!"
"Huh? This..."
"No, no, I said... I want you to win! And... I want to lose!"
"..."
Faced with the stubborn Dilireba, what could Han Xian say? He picked up her soft body and strode towards the master bedroom.
Everyone's already involved, so it doesn't matter who wins or loses, as long as someone wins!
"..."
Dilireba wrapped her arms around Han Xian's neck, a faint smile appearing on her lips.
In some matters, Han Xian has to win first.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so embarrassed to admit defeat first.