After Cannon Fodder A Accidentally Marked the Cold Film Queen - Chapter 51

The press conference hadn’t officially started yet.

Looking around, the hall lighting was relatively dim. Reporters moved around in the crowd, their cameras swaying on their shoulders. Behind them, a photographer’s flash occasionally went off, illuminating the faces in the front row, making them appear very white. Staff members confirmed the procedures at the stage entrance, and the sound engineer adjusted the equipment. On the large screen, the movie’s behind-the-scenes production and promotional clips were still looping.

Shen Qingyu sat in the center, already the target of countless shutters and flashes.

She was the unquestionable lead and the source of traffic for this film premiere. Even before the event officially began, countless overt and hidden lenses were trained on her.

Shen Qingyu should have been accustomed to such scenes and dealt with them with ease.

But this time…

She silently clenched the hand resting by her side.

Zhu Songning’s hot kiss was an undeniable presence. The skin that Zhu Songning had kissed felt tight, yet it was defeated by her steaming-hot lips.

She wanted to message her, telling her to stop quickly, but a staff member’s voice called out from the side:

“Ms. Shen, get ready. You’re going on stage.”

She stood up, hesitated, and considering the strong presence of the surrounding cameras and the repeated urging from the staff, she handed her phone to her assistant and didn’t reply to Zhu Songning.

The main cast’s red carpet walk, preceding the film, began.

Fortunately, it was a simple walk-through: the host opened the event, Shen Qingyu, along with the other actors and directors, went on stage to sign their names and take photos. Then came the formal screening segment.

The content of this segment could not be disclosed to the public, so the live broadcast was cut simultaneously.

The moment the lights went out in the cinema, the live feed on Zhu Songning’s screen also turned black.

She felt a little regretful that she couldn’t see Shen Qingyu’s expression anymore, but she also felt an indistinct leap of joy inside due to the approaching darkness.

In the dark, Shen Qingyu’s phone screen briefly lit up.

[Ningning]: Jie-jie (Sister), is the movie good?

As the lead actress, Shen Qingyu had already seen the final cut of the film. The director had even consulted with her during the mid-process revisions, so she knew the entire film inside and out.

Everyone, from top to bottom, had put in immense effort to blend the film’s commercial and artistic qualities.

Zhu Songning, of course, knew she had already seen it.

[Ningning]: I want to participate in your premiere, too.

Seeing her message, Shen Qingyu’s heart softened. She secretly pulled out an earphone from her pocket and put one side on.

The next second, the phone in Zhu Songning’s hand rang.

She fumbled to find her own headphones but only found the wired ones Shen Qingyu had left behind. She answered the call, but the person on the other end said nothing.

The familiar music of the production company at the beginning of the movie started playing, piercing her ears through the faint current of the phone.

[Yuyu]: I’m letting you listen.

Shen Qingyu turned off her phone screen and looked up at the silver screen.

“Jie-jie…”

The stuffed toy was still resting on Zhu Songning’s lap, but her heart seemed to be connected by the earphone wire to Beicheng, a thousand miles away. Listening to the distant movie dialogue in the quiet, even though the voice was altered from her usual tone, Zhu Songning could still tell it was her.

And… in her ear, Shen Qingyu’s faint breathing.

Zhu Songning cursed herself inwardly.

Was it her own lack of self-control, or was Shen Qingyu just too skilled at seduction? She hadn’t even seen the Omega’s person, yet she could already feel a fervent desire rising in her body.

Looking at the quiet, black-eyed stuffed toy in front of her, her mind suddenly recalled Shen Qingyu’s delicate face, her reflective white skin, the corners of her eyes flushed crimson by her actions, and a delicate voice, completely different from the one in the headset or the movie, that only she had ever heard.

At this moment, the jasmine scent emanating from the toy, unique to Shen Qingyu, felt less like perfume and more like a kind of arousal/hallucinogenic substance. Without allowing her to think too much, a kiss landed.

“Jie-jie, can you feel it? I’m kissing your chin, your neck, your collarbone…”

Shen Qingyu sat stiffly in her cinema seat. She couldn’t see what Zhu Songning was doing, so she couldn’t guess her next move.

The Alpha’s touch and kisses were almost deliberate, each one landing in an unexpected location. Now, even more so, she could clearly perceive the hot breath Zhu Songning exhaled hovering over the sensitive skin of her lower abdomen, just about to land.

The Omega actress next to her noticed Shen Qingyu’s hand gripping the armrest and kindly asked her, “Ms. Shen, what’s wrong?”

Shen Qingyu shook her head: “…Nothing… Ngh, I might have eaten something bad.”

The actress nodded in understanding. The food at the hotel they were staying at was indeed unpleasant, tasting heavily of pre-packaged meals.

She thought for a moment, pulled a heat pack out of her bag, and handed it to Shen Qingyu.

“Ms. Shen, please use this. It might make you feel a little better.”

A warm compress could never hurt.

“Thank you.”

Shen Qingyu nodded and accepted it, mentally noting her kindness.

She had just placed the item over her lower abdomen, feeling the warmth gradually spread, when her body instantly tensed up again.

It was Zhu Songning.

She didn’t know what position she was in; there was just a slight sensation, like someone was touching her boundary through a mist, and the cool air rushed in. Hair brushed against her skin in small fragments, a little prickly. The Alpha’s panting mixed with the faint current in the earphone, covered by her long hair, sounding like distorted static.

Zhu Songning held the soft, plush toy, her fingertips sinking into it, leaving several indentations. The action wasn’t heavy, but it was certainly not gentle.

Everything was concealed by the darkness; the bright, the dim, the real, and the imagined, all layered together.

“Jie-jie, are you nervous?”

Her voice sounded eerily excited.

“Don’t be so tense, relax… Yes, baby, just like that.”

“I will restrain myself.”

Zhu Songning knew how to kiss to make Shen Qingyu feel the most pleasure, but this time, she really did become more restrained, just as she had said.

However, it was a self-deceptive restraint.

Shen Qingyu only felt her kisses circling, deliberately avoiding the places where she would have a strong reaction, yet staying neither too far nor too close. She was unaware that this was even more agonizing for her.

Her legs, beneath her long dress, clamped together.

In the earphone, Zhu Songning was still panting, pushing her close to madness. The warmth of the heat pack on her lower abdomen mixed with the heat of Zhu Songning’s palm, surging up into her heart.

Zhu Songning didn’t know the situation on Shen Qingyu’s side, but perhaps, in the unnoticed darkness, her sister’s body was trembling slightly?

The sink was full of water, and water overflowed, dripping onto the floor.

Shen Qingyu supported herself on the bathroom counter, looking at her flushed face in the mirror.

Zhu Songning was doing it on purpose.

She had been tormented so badly, forced to use the flimsy excuse of a bad stomach to hurry out.

Hearing her high heels clip-clop on the tiled floor, Zhu Songning still pretended to be innocent and asked her why she wasn’t watching the movie.

“Jie-jie, why do I hear water sounds on your side?”

Zhu Songning rubbed the back of the stuffed toy, her hand moving downwards, her fingertips stroking its tailbone repeatedly.

“I came out to wash my face.”

— “Wet?”

Shen Qingyu’s answer and Zhu Songning’s question sounded at the same time.

After a moment, she heard the Alpha’s low laughter, tinged with a slightly hoarse tone.

“Oh.”

An upward inflection.

“So it was your face that got wet, baby.”

“Did you bring wet wipes and a handkerchief?”

Zhu Songning knew she preferred wet wipes over napkins and always liked to carry a handkerchief when she went out. She used to tease her, saying Jie-jie was a prim, old-money sister.

“I did.”

Shen Qingyu bit her brightly colored lower lip.

“Go find a single stall.”

“Turn on the video.”

…

Shen Qingyu finally rushed back to her seat just before the movie ended.

Zhu Songning had gone somewhere; she seemed to have gone out because Shen Qingyu heard the sound of a car speeding away.

“Yuyu was great today. Good luck with the interviews.”

Shen Qingyu hung up the phone: “…Got it.”

She had been played by this little rascal today.

Thus, she also missed the familiar flight announcement at the Su City Airport one second after hanging up the phone.

The lights in the cinema turned back on. The actress next to her, concerned that she had been in the restroom for so long, wanted to ask about her condition, but saw the film empress’s face glowing red, looking very energetic, not at all like she had an upset stomach. Instead, her complexion was much better than usual.

“I took the chance to touch up my makeup.”

Shen Qingyu offered an explanation.

The actress gave a dumbfounded “Oh” and looked at her with admiration and respect.

The film empress must have done this to make her condition look better in front of the camera, covering up any signs of illness or paleness.

She was truly dedicated!

Just that shade of blush and lipstick looked quite nice; she definitely needed to find a chance to ask her senior about it next time.

The post-premiere procedures went off without a hitch.

Main cast interaction, Q&A with reporters, and fan photos.

Those present mingled freely; the media took supplementary shots of anything they missed, and guests exchanged greetings and chatted.

However, the consensus was overwhelming praise for the film.

Film critics excitedly posted on social media, proclaiming that this movie would leave a profound mark on film history, and the surprise brought by the second collaboration between the film empress and the director was unimaginable and invaluable.

Zhu Songning wasn’t worried about the feedback on the movie. Shen Qingyu was the kind of person who excelled at whatever she did.

She trusted her ability, her judgment in selecting scripts and teams, and her expressive power in front of the camera.

She was currently busy with another matter.

After Shen Qingyu finished her work, the director still wanted to keep her for the dinner party.

“It’s a holiday today. Ms. Shen, won’t you stay and celebrate with us?”

Although he knew Shen Qingyu never liked participating in these industry events, the director still wanted to try.

“A holiday?”

Shen Qingyu looked out the window and indeed saw a giant Christmas tree across the street, its green leaves looking exceptionally vibrant in the winter. It was wrapped with red and gold lines, and bells and deer hung on the tree, glittering brightly.

It was Christmas Eve.

“I’m sorry, I never celebrate holidays.”

Shen Qingyu politely declined.

Any further attempt to keep her would have been inappropriate and presumptuous, so the director just waved goodbye, telling her to travel safe and be careful.

Looking at the strong Christmas atmosphere on the streets, Shen Qingyu thought of Zhu Songning, whom she had left in Su City.

She certainly didn’t have a habit of celebrating holidays, but Zhu Songning was younger; perhaps younger people always liked to join in the fun.

She wondered who Zhu Songning would spend the holiday with now that she wasn’t there.

Luo Chuanhe?

Or her group of similarly aged trainee friends?

It was a pity she couldn’t celebrate with her this year.

She would make it up to her next year.

She found a famous flower shop in Su City, ordered a Christmas bouquet, and a delicate “Peace Apple” (Ping’an Guo, a pun on Christmas Eve).

The design of the Peace Apple was amusing; the apple had two small red antlers attached to it, looking endearingly clumsy, the kind of little trinket Zhu Songning would like.

She put the trainee dormitory as the delivery address, then got out of the car and returned to her hotel.

Half an hour later, the flowers arrived, but the courier told her that no one was there to sign for them.

She frowned in confusion and called Zhu Songning.

No one answered.

Did she really go out to celebrate with friends?

[Yuyu]: Where are you? Where did you go?

There was no response from the other side.

The room doorbell rang.

“Hello, room service.”

“I didn’t order room service…”

Shen Qingyu heard the relentless doorbell and thought the hotel’s service had become terrible. Not only did they mistake the recipient of the room service, but they were also ringing the bell like a summons from death.

The door was opened from the inside, and her words stopped abruptly.

Half of Zhu Songning’s body forcefully squeezed in through the door gap.

The Alpha was wearing a red Christmas reindeer outfit, topped with two large red antlers, looking as comically clumsy as the apple Shen Qingyu had chosen for her. Her cheeks were adorned with two heavy spots of red blush.

She leaned against the doorframe, smiling, and greeted the startled Shen Qingyu.

“Hi, room service.”

Shen Qingyu glanced out to confirm that no one in the hallway saw the embarrassing sight of Zhu Songning, and then, after she entered, she quickly closed the door.

“You…”

Shen Qingyu circled her in surprise.

“Little Reindeer is here to celebrate Christmas with you.”

“Then what Christmas gift did you bring me, Jie-jie’s good little reindeer?”

Shen Qingyu patted her head, her gaze falling on the beautiful, delicate red velvet gift box in Zhu Songning’s hand.

“Why don’t Jie-jie open it and see?”

Zhu Songning looked even happier.

“It’s also a Christmas outfit.”

Shen Qingyu pulled the bow on the box, the ribbons scattered, and the lid lifted.

Inside, a red bunny girl outfit was revealed.

Red bunny ears and a circle of white fur.

She pulled the item out of the box and looked back at Zhu Songning.

“Are you sure this is a gift for me, and not a reward for yourself?”

No sooner had she spoken than a pair of black stockings fell out of the pile of clothes.

Zhu Songning squatted down to pick them up, but did not stand up. Remaining at that height, a pious kiss landed on Shen Qingyu’s thigh.

“Then tonight, me willingly being Yuyu’s master’s good little reindeer, does that count as a Christmas gift?”

“At your command.”

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