After Failing To Win Over the Yandere Best Actress, I Got Marked - Chapter 37.1

Su Jin swallowed hard and slowly leaned in.

Just as their lips were about to touch, Ye Qinglan suddenly tilted her head, avoiding it.

“Too slow.” Her breath fanned against Su Jin’s ear. “The audience will lose patience.”

Su Jin’s face flushed instantly. She glared at her in embarrassment and annoyance: “You did that on purpose!”

Ye Qinglan chuckled, her slender finger hooking Su Jin’s chin: “Try again.”

This time Su Jin moved faster, but just as she was about to make contact, Ye Qinglan blocked her lips with a finger.

“Wrong expression.” Her thumb lightly rubbed Su Jin’s lower lip. “A ‘scumbag’ should be more effortless.”

Su Jin huffed and slapped her hand away: “I’m not doing this anymore!”

“A professional actor must finish what they start.” Ye Qinglan stroked her crimson lips, her gaze gradually becoming deep and dark. “If you don’t want to learn, then we…”

“I’ll learn!”

It’s just an intimate scene, right? How hard can it be!

Su Jin bit her lip, took a deep breath, and decided to go all out, closing her eyes and leaning in.

Her lips brushed the corner of Ye Qinglan’s mouth like a dragonfly skimming the water.

Just as she was about to pull away, the back of her neck was seized.

“Not enough,” Ye Qinglan’s voice was hoarse. “Again.”

The second time, Su Jin mustered the courage to stay longer.

She mimicked Ye Qinglan’s previous behavior, tentatively licking the seam of the other’s lips.

The innocent gesture made Ye Qinglan’s Adam’s apple bob, and the hand on Su Jin’s lower back suddenly tightened.

“Continue…” Ye Qinglan encouraged, almost through gritted teeth.

Having received tacit permission, Su Jin grew bolder.

Her tongue traced the shape of Ye Qinglan’s lips before cautiously exploring inside.

The kiss was clumsy but sincere, carrying a sense of supplication.

Ye Qinglan suddenly took the initiative, deepening the kiss.

Her palm slid down Su Jin’s waist to her hips, forcefully pressing her against herself.

Su Jin let out a startled gasp, her legs going so weak she could barely stand.

“This is how you kiss.” Ye Qinglan pulled back slightly, her thumb wiping the moisture from the corner of Su Jin’s mouth. “Did you remember?”

Su Jin’s eyes were dazed. Her pajama collar had slipped to one side during the struggle, revealing a rounded shoulder.

Ye Qinglan’s gaze lingered on that patch of skin for a moment before she suddenly bent down and swept her up.

“Ah!” Su Jin cried out, instinctively clutching her neck. “What are you doing?”

“The teaching continues.” Ye Qinglan strode toward the bedroom. “Now for the bed scene portion.”

Once placed on the bed, Su Jin immediately curled up: “This… we can skip this part…”

Ye Qinglan knelt with one knee on the edge of the bed, looking down at her: “A professional actor shouldn’t avoid any scene.”

She leaned over Su Jin, propped up on her arms. “Don’t worry, it’s just teaching.”

Her fingers unfastened the first button of Su Jin’s pajamas: “The most important thing in a bed scene is trust. You have to give yourself completely to your partner.”

The second button came loose, revealing elegant collarbones. “Relax, follow my lead.”

Su Jin’s toes curled in tension, but she gradually relaxed under the gentle touch.

Ye Qinglan’s fingertips felt like they carried an electric current, igniting shivers wherever they passed.

“Breathe…” Ye Qinglan reminded her, her finger drawing circles on Su Jin’s waist. “Feel the character’s desire…”

Su Jin’s breathing became more and more rapid, her chest heaving.

Ye Qinglan watched her teaching results with satisfaction, leaning down to plant a kiss on her collarbone: “Just like that…”

The kisses gradually moved downward. Su Jin’s fingers slid into her hair, tightening unconsciously.

Ye Qinglan suddenly stopped and looked up at her: “Now, your turn to lead.”

“Me?” Su Jin blinked blankly.

“Remember what I taught you.” Ye Qinglan rolled over to lie beside her, assuming a posture of being at her mercy. “Every step.”

Su Jin hesitated for a moment before finally gathering the courage to lean over.

Her kisses fell on Ye Qinglan’s forehead, then the tip of her nose, and finally her lips.

Ye Qinglan enjoyed her initiative, not forgetting to remind her: “Don’t forget your character persona. A roaming playboy wouldn’t be this green.”

Su Jin paused, then mimicked what she had just been taught, pretending to kiss her skillfully while her hands wandered over her body, sparking fires everywhere.

Throughout this process, Ye Qinglan kept her eyes closed, letting her play her part.

When Su Jin’s hand trembled while unbuttoning Ye Qinglan’s shirt, the other woman suddenly opened her eyes and caught her wrist: “That’s enough.”

“Did… did I do it poorly?” Su Jin asked tentatively.

Complex emotions swirled in Ye Qinglan’s eyes: “No, you did it too well.”

She flipped over, pinning Su Jin beneath her. “So now, it’s my turn.”

Su Jin’s breath stalled instantly as Ye Qinglan’s kisses began to fall like a rainstorm.

This kiss was fundamentally different from the previous “teaching.” It was fierce, like long-suppressed desire finally breaking a dam, carrying an irresistible possessiveness that made her entire body go limp.

“Wait, wait a minute…” Su Jin protested softly in the gap between breaths, her fingers pressing against Ye Qinglan’s chest. “Didn’t we agree it was just teaching…”

Ye Qinglan’s lips slid from the corner of her mouth to her earlobe, her warm breath fanning across the sensitive skin: “Teaching is over.”

Her voice was incredibly hoarse. “Now it’s… after-class practice.”

Before Su Jin could react, Ye Qinglan had efficiently unfastened the remaining buttons of her pajamas.

The cool air hitting her skin made her instinctively shrink back.

“Cold?” Ye Qinglan asked in a low voice, yet her palms were burning hot against her waist.

Su Jin shook her head, then nodded, her brain a complete muddle.

Ye Qinglan chuckled, leaning down to completely envelop her: “It’ll be hot soon.”

Her kiss fell again, deeper this time.

Su Jin felt her rationality melting away bit by bit, her fingers unconsciously tangling in Ye Qinglan’s hair.

“Teacher Ye…” she murmured unconsciously, her voice trembling slightly.

The title made Ye Qinglan pause for a split second before becoming even more intense.

“Say it again,” she commanded, biting Su Jin’s earlobe.

“Teacher Ye…” Su Jin repeated obediently, then let out a startled gasp as the other woman suddenly increased her force.

Ye Qinglan’s palm slid slowly down her waist, lingering at her hip bone: “A good student should be rewarded…”

Su Jin trembled all over, both anticipating and fearing the ‘reward’ to come.