I Ran Away After Flirting with the Goddess - Chapter 6

Chapter 6

In the frame, Shen Lishu braced her hands against the armrests of the chair, trapping An Rongrong between herself and the seat, preventing her from getting up.

At this moment, Ye Tan’s actions were faster than her brain. After reacting, she was actually nervous and apprehensive. How was her state of mind specifically expressed?

It was shown in the details of Best Actress Shen’s hand movements.

Shen Lishu’s fingers gripped the armrests tightly, her eyes staring straight at An Rongrong, her voice slightly hurried. “Don’t go.”

Only now did An Rongrong understand what Shen Lishu meant before filming by “handing herself over” to her.

Shen Lishu entered the character quickly, and simultaneously, she was able to pull An Rongrong rapidly into the plot.

The two stared at each other for three seconds, and Ye Tan’s kiss fell uncontrollably.

Shen Lishu tilted her head and leaned in to kiss An Rongrong, perfectly showcasing both of their profiles and reactions to the camera beside them.

In her eyes, this was likely just an ordinary kiss scene, no different from any other. As for whether she was kissing An Rongrong or a chair, it made no difference to a top-tier professional acting powerhouse.

Thus, Shen Lishu was able to immerse herself in the plot while effortlessly finding the right angles for Director Mao’s cinematography.

But for An Rongrong, this was not only her on-screen first kiss but also her first kiss in real life.

Especially since it was with the person she had liked for so many years.

An Rongrong’s hands, twisted together in front of her, gripped each other deathly tight. Her curled eyelashes fluttered, and her eyes held a hint of panic and unease.

The subtle scent of Shen Lishu’s perfume permeated An Rongrong’s senses through every pore.

An Rongrong’s breath trembled as she exercised extreme self-control, sitting motionless in the chair, terrified that she wouldn’t be able to stop herself from kissing back.

“Do you find me… disgusting?” Ye Tan and Luo Yue separated slightly. Her gaze moved away from those moist, soft lips, and she slowly lifted her eyes to meet Luo Yue’s. Her voice, which sounded like a casual question, hid a cautious, tentative probe.

Ye Tan’s posture was clearly dominant, propping herself over the chair, yet she arched her back in a way that made her look up at Luo Yue’s expression.

All her emotions and love were restrained within this movement, handing the power of choice over to Luo Yue without exerting any pressure.

Ye Tan was an intense person; her personality was like her clothing—she never liked clashing colors. It was either deep green or ink black; colors so vivid and pure they couldn’t tolerate any impurities.

If even a hint of disgust or rejection appeared in Luo Yue’s eyes, Ye Tan would immediately pull back, apologize sincerely to Luo Yue, and decisively end the relationship.

The lesbian community isn’t universally accepted in today’s society; some even view them with strange looks, thinking two girls kissing and hugging is just like primary schoolers who insist on holding hands to go to the bathroom—all just playing around, and that they’ll marry men and return to “reality” once they get older.

Ye Tan was naturally gay; from the moment she had gender consciousness, she clearly knew she liked girls. This was determined by her innate genes.

Luo Yue was different. She originally had a childhood sweetheart boyfriend. Although the two didn’t have a deeper relationship or intimate actions, it indirectly proved that Luo Yue originally liked men.

“Turning” a straight girl has risks. Ye Tan feared Luo Yue couldn’t accept deeper contact, and feared even more that she would eventually leave the relationship with the line, “I still prefer men.”

This kiss was both an uncontrollable impulse and a cautious test.

Best Actress Shen performed these two layers of meaning to perfection.

Ye Tan stepped back, giving Luo Yue a chance to breathe.

An Rongrong stared blankly at the bright, beautiful, flawless face before her. Her heartbeat drummed against her eardrums so hard it felt like it wanted to jump out.

She completely forgot she was filming. Her eyes were full of Shen Lishu looking at her with serious focus, and her heart involuntarily skipped a beat.

An Rongrong, hands pressed against her legs, shook her head without hesitation.

Those large, beautiful dark eyes were as moist as two black gems, purely reflecting Shen Lishu’s face. Instead of disgust, they were filled with nervousness and affection.

Luo Yue had feelings for Ye Tan. Even though it was her first time kissing a girl, she didn’t feel revulsion, only a bit of shyness and inhibition.

Ye Tan took a deep breath, pressed one knee onto Luo Yue’s skirt on the chair, pinned her back, and kissed her deeply.

Before filming this part, Shen Lishu had jokingly asked Director Mao, “Is it the ‘real kissing’ kind?”

Having collaborated many times, they discussed the plot quite bluntly without much embarrassment.

Director Mao looked up at Shen Lishu in confusion, his expression shocked as if saying “You’ve fallen!”: “How did you catch that kind of trend? if it’s not a real kiss, where am I supposed to find you a kiss double?”

Shen Lishu was famous for her professionalism. Even if marketing accounts blacklisted her for being blunt or having a bad temper, there was nothing to criticize regarding her acting skills or professional spirit.

Shen Lishu had seen all kinds of storms. For the sake of the filming effect, she had done everything, let alone a kiss scene.

She was actually asking on behalf of An Rongrong. Shen Lishu was afraid An Rongrong would feel she was taking advantage of her, especially since An Rongrong suspected she was a lesbian because of last night’s joke.

“I was just asking. It’s my first time filming this kind of drama, I don’t really know the protocol.” Shen Lishu blinked and turned to whisper to An Rongrong, “Looks like it’s a real kiss.”

An Rongrong nervously looked away, secretly breathing a sigh of relief.

A real kiss is good!

An Rongrong had been looking forward to this kiss scene since she got the script. Now she had gotten what she wished for; it would be worth it even if she were replaced tomorrow.

Seeing her girlfriend shake her head without hesitation—silently consenting to her actions—Ye Tan felt an unspeakable excitement, making the kiss somewhat hurried.

An Rongrong’s eyelashes fluttered a couple of times. She tried to relax and closed her eyes, tilting her head up to meet her. At the very end, she even gave a tiny, proactive response.

An Rongrong performed “as herself” the whole time. Her breath trembled as she touched Shen Lishu’s tongue, her face blushing furiously.

This scene… she had just dreamed about it last night, and the dream was even more intense than this.

“Cut!”

The abrupt voice sounded. When Shen Lishu pushed off the chair to stand up, An Rongrong was still immersed in the plot. Her eyes looked up at Shen Lishu longingly, her moist lips slightly parted, revealing a hint of her pink tongue-tip hidden behind her pearly teeth.

She looked both pure and sensual.

“Keep this segment in!” Director Mao looked at the monitor, slowly clapping his hands in immense satisfaction. “An Rongrong’s impromptu reaction fits Luo Yue perfectly. First take, pass!”

Applause instantly broke out across the set to celebrate the smooth start.

Shen Lishu leaned back against the desk in a relaxed manner, took a bottle of mineral water from her assistant, unscrewed it, and took a sip.

Almost the exact second Director Mao shouted “Cut,” she had snapped out of character with ease.

“Rongrong, your acting is amazing!” The assistant director couldn’t find An Rongrong’s assistant, so she brought her a bottle of water herself, teasing, “You were so humble about never having filmed before. You should know that very few people can pass in one take under Director Mao.”

Before filming, everyone had been worried for An Rongrong. First, holding her own against the pressure of a Best Actress was hard enough, let alone passing a kiss scene in one take.

As it turned out, An Rongrong performed exceptionally well. Even Director Mao praised her just now: “The reaction and the look in her eyes were perfect. It seems she has thoroughly grasped Luo Yue’s character and invested her emotions.”

An Rongrong lowered her head guiltily to twist her bottle cap, not daring to look at Shen Lishu beside her. It wasn’t that her acting was good; she had simply projected her years of unrequited crush into the scene.

As a newcomer, An Rongrong calmed her emotions, held the bottle with both hands, stood up, and bowed to her senior, Shen Lishu. Her heartbeat was still irregular, and her face was flushed as she said, “Thank you, Teacher Shen.”

Shen Lishu had intentionally led her and “fed” her the scene; anyone with eyes could see it.

Shen Lishu had even subtly adjusted An Rongrong’s facial angle during the kiss to make her look better on camera.

Who says the Goddess has a bad temper and no patience? An Rongrong gripped her bottle indignantly. She knew those marketing accounts were just spreading rumors!

The more she spent time with Shen Lishu, the more she liked her with every passing second.

Director Mao was still reviewing the kiss scene. An Rongrong specifically avoided Shen Lishu and asked the assistant director tentatively, “Can I get a copy of that take we just filmed?”

Meeting the assistant director’s confused gaze, An Rongrong blinked guiltily and made a clumsy excuse: “It’s my first time filming, and it’s with my goddess, so I want to keep it as a memento.”

To take home and savor!

If she couldn’t act with Shen Lishu again in the future, just this one clip would be enough to keep An Rongrong secretly happy for a long time.

“Sure, just mention it to Director Mao later.” The assistant director added, “Why haven’t I seen your assistant?”

Usually, when actors come to film, they bring at least one assistant, and some bring an entire team. Sometimes, with “big-shot” stars, the staff on set don’t even outnumber the actor’s assistants.

“I haven’t been assigned an assistant yet,” An Rongrong smiled somewhat sheepishly, making a playful joke. “Someone beyond the 108th tier like me doesn’t need an assistant.”

An Rongrong didn’t tell anyone, but she actually hadn’t signed with a company yet.

After the girl group variety show ended, many agencies offered her olive branches, but An Rongrong was single-mindedly set on acting in Indulgence and turned them all down.

After all, for a “traffic” star like her, the spotlight is as brief as a shooting star. If she didn’t maintain continuous exposure, she would soon be replaced by the next batch of newcomers.

An Rongrong’s decision to join a film crew meant she couldn’t participate in the various variety shows or roadshows arranged by a company.

She never thought about becoming a superstar. Being able to act in a drama with Shen Lishu was enough to last her a lifetime of memories.

Besides, there were many more scenes like the one just now in Indulgence. Any way she calculated it, An Rongrong was winning.

She swept away her low mood and became the lively little sun of the crew again.

An Rongrong boldly approached Shen Lishu to prepare for the next shot, picking at her script and looking at her hesitatingly.

An Rongrong could never keep words bottled up. Without even lifting her eyes from her script, Shen Lishu said, “What do you want to ask? Ask away.”

This was so embarrassing.

The next second, An Rongrong blinked curiously yet restrainedly and asked, “Teacher Shen, when you were filming the kiss scene with me just now… what did it feel like?”

After all, it was the Goddess’s first Yuri drama.

“Do you want to ask if I felt repulsed?” Shen Lishu looked up at An Rongrong, voicing the question she was hesitant to ask.

Shen Lishu saw An Rongrong looking at her with clean, dark-grape eyes, devoid of any ulterior motives—only pure curiosity. The urge to tease her from last night flared up again.

Shen Lishu truly had never met an actress as clean and pure as An Rongrong; she didn’t seem like someone from this circle at all.

“Mm~” Shen Lishu’s melodic voice hummed for a moment. After piquing An Rongrong’s curiosity to the max, she burst into a chuckle. “It felt okay.”

She looked at An Rongrong’s pink, soft lips, lamenting how good it was to be young while teasing her: “They were soft to kiss, and tasted like peaches.”

“?!!!” Is… is this a sexual suggestion?!

An Rongrong’s eyes went wide, her face instantly exploded in red, and she was effectively “deleted” (stunned into oblivion).

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