Chapter 105
Li Chu, as a currently active and popular young actress, has always enjoyed good popularity and traffic. Coupled with her mysterious ability to form a CP with anyone, CP fans make up a certain percentage of her fanbase. Among the numerous CP fandoms, Qing Li CP fans are the majority.
Their super topic forum is highly active, produces a lot of fan works, and the two have a good public relationship, having participated in several dramas together, creating a strong sense of ambiguity, which attracts many fans.
After Li Chu posted in the super topic forum asking for phone play resources, she received resources from dozens of fellow fans within three minutes, including comics and written works. Li Chu was touched. Tonight's dirty deeds were thus propelled forward!
Li Chu deleted the super topic post, expressed her gratitude to every fan who shared, and then quickly searched for suitable material for tonight.
She didn't have much time left! Ning Manqing wouldn't take too long to shower!
Li Chu ultimately chose a comic. Although several of the shared written works were also quite good, a particular comic was simply too tempting, that kind of almost explicit yet shy feeling. Li Chu quickly shared it with Ning Manqing's alternate account using her own.
After sending it, Li Chu, who had transformed into a melting peach, gradually calmed down, considering many unforeseen factors. For example, what if Ning Manqing didn't log into her alternate account tonight? Also, Ning Manqing couldn't possibly know she brought her vibrator to the set.
Eh, thinking about it this way felt strange. She didn't bring it intentionally, but rather for fear that her assistant might accidentally discover it while tidying up her home.
Li Chu sighed lightly, sitting cross-legged on the bed, looking at the toy in her hand.
If it wasn't used while on the phone with Ning Manqing, there seemed to be no need to take it out. This kind of thing was exciting with someone you had feelings for, but alone, it inevitably felt bland.
She stuffed the item back into the box and put it back in its original place, lying on the bed waiting for Ning Manqing to finish her shower and chat with her.
During this interval, Li Chu opened her alternate account to check the trending topics, enjoying the gossip with relish.
All kinds of true and false gossip made her dumbfounded. Although she was in the entertainment industry, Li Chu's social circle wasn't very wide, and she wasn't very well-informed. She knew that Ning Manqing had protected her in a relatively isolated environment. Except for the near-incident of being pressured into a sexual relationship at Fu Yu Entertainment at the beginning, she didn't even have to attend any drinking parties or witness the hypocrisy and darkness of this circle.
Right, there was no more Fu Yu Entertainment now. The person who tried to coerce her was long gone, though she wasn't clear about the intricacies involved, it was still satisfying.
Li Chu's thoughts drifted, circling back to Ning Manqing, her heart bubbling with happiness.
Perhaps because Ning Manqing had quite a bit to drink at the social event tonight, she showered slower than usual. When she initiated the video call, Li Chu had already gotten out of bed and sat at her desk, turning a pen while looking at the script.
Li Chu had turned on the desk lamp. The black pen poked a small dimple in her cheek. Under the light, she looked pure and gentle, a few strands of loose black hair casting shadows.
This was the scene Ning Manqing saw when Li Chu answered the call. The quiet atmosphere transmitted from the other end of the screen calmed Ning Manqing's heart.
"Finished showering?"
Li Chu watched her girlfriend's lips curve into a smile and put down the pen in her hand.
Ning Manqing, drying her slightly damp hair, replied, "Mm-hmm. Looking at the script?"
These two sentences were actually superfluous, asking about obvious facts, but wasn't the joy of life in saying and hearing superfluous words?
"Looking at you now."
Li Chu's gaze left the script, focusing entirely on the person on the other end of the phone.
Ning Manqing chuckled softly, her hand still drying her hair, but noticeably slower.
Li Chu's long hair was tied into a low ponytail, a few unruly strands slipping from her temples. Li Chu tucked the stray hairs behind her ear, revealing her delicate earlobe.
Ning Manqing's gaze followed her movements, pausing on Li Chu's earlobe for a moment, then subtly dropping, lingering between her neck and collarbone.
Ning Manqing's gaze wasn't hidden well enough, or perhaps she had no intention of hiding it at all. Perhaps one of the differences between being in love and not yet having confessed was this: no need for covert peeks, but long, direct gazes.
The air seemed to be mixed with alcohol, ignited unknowingly.
Li Chu, feeling a little uncomfortable under her gaze, hurriedly took a sip of cold water from her glass. But the unwavering gaze still followed her, as if following the light down her throat as she swallowed. Even though pheromones couldn't be transmitted through such means, Li Chu had the absurd feeling of smelling the scent of cloud mist tea.
As if her brain, without her conscious knowledge, searched her memories, projecting that scent onto her sensory nerves, carrying out a simulation and deception.
"Manqing..."
Li Chu stammered Ning Manqing's name. She was a little embarrassed and wanted Ning Manqing to stop looking at her like that, but she couldn't say what she wanted, so she could only call Ning Manqing's name helplessly and expectantly.
"Good girl, go to bed."
Ning Manqing's voice carried a husky tone of arousal, like a kind of comfort, and also like a kind of coaxing.
Li Chu's steps were soft as she went. This was the first time she heard Ning Manqing call her that, and at this moment, it felt very special.
The feeling of docility that arose in her heart was irresistible and she didn't want to resist, willingly sinking into the gentle tenderness like soft clouds.
"Now, what's yours is mine."
The alpha instructed, her eyes fixed on the screen. Li Chu vaguely thought that this kind of thing seemed to be something they naturally knew how to do. Ning Manqing hadn't even logged into that alternate account yet, hadn't seen the things she sent her.
Her senses were hypnotized into another body, the familiar hand seemed to become someone else's limb, the feeling of touching herself seemed to take on a strange and unfamiliar quality.
The summer night breeze gently knocked on the window but didn't enter. Li Chu's curtains were drawn tightly, not revealing a single silhouette.
The black pen lying on the desk cast a long shadow under the night light, perfectly complementing the hidden parts of the valley.
Li Chu didn't use what she brought. The box lay pitifully at the bottom of the suitcase, forgotten by its owner once again.
When did this sweet summer night end? For Li Chu, it was probably Ning Manqing's low murmurs, her laughter, and her increasingly dark eyes.
"Good girl, let me see."
The absurdity that could be described in words seemed to become natural and beautiful in the real scene.
Li Chu obediently turned the phone. Her trembling hand made the camera shake, as if the humid heat of the entire summer was swaying with her movements.
Ning Manqing squeezed her fingertips hard, sighing almost tenderly, "So skilled, so good."
Ning Manqing's heart surged with a possessive emotion like wildly growing weeds, an emotion that could make her live or die for Li Chu, and at this moment, it even made her heart ache.
She stared obsessively, then thought with disappointment that this hadn't temporarily eased her longing, but only intensified the thoughts in her heart.
She really wanted to appear in front of Li Chu right now, but she couldn't.
Thinking about Li Chu's career and safety, Ning Manqing exhaled turbidly, suppressing her restlessness and coaxing Li Chu to sleep.
She went to the study and opened the documents she had planned to deal with tonight, but the documents in front of her seemed to turn into jumping bytes. She scrolled the mouse irritably, the gloom in her eyes almost uncontainable.
She rubbed her temples, got up and went to the kitchen to squeeze a glass of peach juice, added ice cubes and stirred, slowly taking two sips to calm herself down.
Li Chu accidentally overslept the next day. She opened her eyes at Qian Duoduo's soft call, then got out of bed to wash up.
Perhaps people couldn't be repressed for too long. Li Chu brushed her teeth refreshed, recalling yesterday with a smirk. A pervert was a pervert after all.
Because under normal circumstances, it wasn't like playing mahjong, where winning by oneself wasn't the same as winning against three others. It really didn't feel as good, but changing the format made all the difference.
Li Chu was in great shape, even eating an extra bun for breakfast. However, perhaps her mood was too good, causing her to stumble twice while acting as Rong Yun.
Li Chu immediately adjusted her mood, devoting herself entirely to the performance.
After several days of filming, the story progressed to the end of the second case.
Many seemingly difficult cases, sometimes with evidence, weren't difficult to unravel. The culprit chose Xiao Lu's stepsister as his new target, but his failure was also inseparable from Xiao Lu's stepsister.
Xiao Lu's stepsister appeared to be a gloomy, alienated teenager in her edgy phase. Her academic performance was average, and her stepfather and biological mother favored her stepsister. Due to their busy work, they were often not at home and could only leave her in her stepsister's care. However, her stepsister was a police officer who was often away from home, so in most cases, she took care of herself.
This type of person was the culprit's favorite kind of prey: easy to deceive and manipulate, easily taking someone who treated them well as a beam of light in their lives, becoming dependent and then allowing them to take whatever they wanted.
But not everyone was easy to control. Xiao Lu's stepsister did something very daring. After a few dates with that person, she revealed the matter while doing her homework at the police station.
Xiao Lu roared at her in shock, asking if she knew that he might be a dangerous, perverted murderer. Xiao Lu's stepsister said nonchalantly that she knew, but it wasn't necessarily true.
Her attitude gave Xiao Lu a headache. Rong Yun, as usual, was cold and indifferent. She said Xiao Lu's stepsister was reckless, but also praised her bravery, then said reckless bravery was foolish. Xiao Lu's stepsister angrily rushed out of the police station, only to be dragged back by Xiao Lu, who grabbed her ear.
With Xiao Lu's objection, Xiao Lu's stepsister's insistence, and Rong Yun's permission, Xiao Lu's stepsister became the bait.
Because of this incident, Xiao Lu, who admired her mentor the most, had a heated argument with Rong Yun, or rather, Xiao Lu's one-sided, fierce accusations.
"Do you know how dangerous this is for her? She's still a minor, how could you agree! It turns out what they said was right, you are so cold-blooded!"
Faced with familiar accusations, even though it was Xiao Lu who suggested it this time, Rong Yun responded coldly, "If we don't seize this opportunity, more people might suffer misfortune."
"So you're willing to risk sacrificing her! Have you thought about what if she's exposed, if she alerts him, she might be silenced! You don't care as long as it's not someone close to you, right? As long as it's not Cen Lan, you don't care! No! You didn't care even when Cen Lan died, you never cared about anyone from the beginning to the end!"
Rong Yun, hearing Cen Lan's name, was no longer in the mood to continue talking to Xiao Lu.
Xiao Lu's attitude towards Rong Yun became much more distant after this, until the culprit was caught, and she awkwardly tried to reconcile for her previous accusations.
Rong Yun heard about Cen Lan again, but not from Xiao Lu, but from the culprit.
As the criminal profile predicted, the culprit was a handsome, mature man in his thirties. He was handcuffed and looked disheveled, his expression full of unwillingness and self-mockery.
"I didn't expect to be used, but I'll still deliver the message."
"Goodbye, my dear Maxwell's Demon."
Rong Yun paused, her brow slowly furrowing.
This was Cen Lan's usual farewell to her, but Cen Lan first learned about Maxwell and Maxwell's Demon, and applied this description to her, from someone else.
That person was a mutual acquaintance, but that person was already dead, or rather, had disappeared.
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