Reborn! Caught Up by the Critically Obsessed Actress - Chapter 87

Because the shirt was small, it already looked very appealing even without unbuttoning it. If the buttons were undone, that would be too much.

Song Qingxing practically didn’t dare to look, but she also had no position to stop him. After all, this was the bedroom, and under normal circumstances, no one could enter.

So, she could only close her eyes, pretending to rest them.

The buzzing sound of a hairdryer rang in her ears. After a short while, the hairdryer stopped, and Xie Jingcheng seemed to lie down beside her.

Song Qingxing initially only wanted to feign sleep to avoid the awkward situation, but who knew that later, the sleepiness truly began to creep up on her, and she gradually fell into a hazy sleep.

She didn’t know how much time had passed, but Song Qingxing was woken up by the heat. The air conditioner was clearly on, and the temperature she had set before sleeping wasn’t particularly high.

Logically, she shouldn’t have been woken up by the heat.

Song Qingxing opened her eyes, and what met her gaze was fair skin. Her nasal passages were filled entirely with the scent of shower gel, a light mix of milk and dried flowers.

Wait… she was buried in!

Song Qingxing reacted in a daze, her pupils suddenly dilated. She sharply recoiled backward. Perhaps because the movement was too sudden and she couldn’t immediately check her strength, she fell directly off the large bed.

It was a very loud “thud.”

Her backside was throbbing with pain from the fall.

Hearing the noise, Xie Jingcheng naturally woke up as well. Looking at the pair of fair, tender feet at the edge of the bed, she felt somewhat helpless.

“Why did you trip as soon as you woke up?”

Xie Jingcheng didn’t even have time to put on slippers. Since the floor beneath the bed was carpeted, it was relatively clean.

She reached out directly, pulled the person up, and then patted off any dust that might have gotten onto Song Qingxing.

“I…”

Song Qingxing was terribly embarrassed. She had treated Xie Jingcheng like a bolster, cuddling and kneading her as she pleased.

“Xie Jingcheng, didn’t you feel someone pressing down on you when you were dreaming?”

Song Qingxing lay back down on the bed, but she was very bashful when she said this, a flush rising on her cheeks.

Although it was summer, the room was cool with air conditioning. She shouldn’t have been blushing by rights, at least not blushing from the heat.

“I sleep very soundly, I didn’t feel it.”

Xie Jingcheng spoke the truth. This made Song Qingxing even more flustered.

“I was pressing on you just now, and you still didn’t feel it?”

Her gaze fell on the other person’s collarbone. There was a very obvious red mark there. It looked like she had been pressing down for at least an hour or two, otherwise, the skin wouldn’t be congested and red.

“No.”

“Even if I did, it’s not a big deal. Why would you be so frightened that you fell off the bed?”

Xie Jingcheng was still puzzled, but she quickly understood. There seemed to be a bit of moisture below her collarbone.

Hmm… when a person’s mouth is compressed, it certainly secretes a little saliva.

Now she finally understood why Song Qingxing had blushed and fallen off the bed—was it because she had drooled like a baby and felt embarrassed?

“Sorry…”

Following the other person’s gaze, Song Qingxing naturally also saw the dark, inky wet patch on the gray shirt. She was overcome with shame, wishing she could bury her head in the sand like an ostrich.

Oh, heavens!

Look at what she had done.

She couldn’t just drool in her sleep because it was soft to rest on, could she?

“It’s alright. Anyway, the lunch break is over. Do you still want to rest here today? If you do, I’ll have the driver bring me a change of clothes.”

Xie Jingcheng didn’t seem to mind.

Although she had a fear of germs (mysophobia), it wasn’t a condition that flared up all the time. For example, her tolerance for her… wife was very high.

“No need, let’s go back to the hotel.”

Song Qingxing shook her head. She had slept enough during the lunch break; there was no need to rest any longer.

Since renting this house had achieved its purpose, perhaps they could discuss canceling the lease.

Although this time’s accidental surprise hadn’t elicited much of a “wow” factor from Xie Jingcheng, it was clear from her small habits and behaviors that she quite liked it.

Otherwise, how could the reserved movie queen eat two bowls of rice?

…The film crew continued shooting as normal. Summer gradually passed, and the leaves on the street trees began to turn yellow, dry, and curl up.

Even the scorching heat in the air began to subside, becoming cool and refreshing.

Autumn was approaching.

This web series officially reached its wrap-up. The person who was most relieved was probably not Song Qingxing, but the male lead.

After finishing this series, the two of them had to go back to film the movie they had previously shot. The reason was simple: they needed to reshoot the scenes involving Peng Zhi’en.

Song Qingxing was quite happy about it, as it meant one less embarrassing black mark in her career.

Moreover, the Xie family had already taken over the film entirely, which meant she would still get paid.

It felt truly wonderful to get paid even for work that was being redone.

At this moment, Song Qingxing finally tasted the sweet benefits of being Xie Jingcheng’s affluent lover.

Shooting a film wouldn’t cost much money.

Father Xie simply considered it a way to humor his daughter.

Although Xie Jingcheng had been an excellent student her entire life and could forge a successful path in acting, she had never loved a person so much.

Initially, Xie Jingcheng’s parents thought that she wouldn’t be with that person for long, but the outcome was contrary to their expectations.

Xie Jingcheng repeatedly chose to concede for Song Qingxing, which truly made her parents feel a pang of jealousy.

However, jealousy aside, they sincerely hoped for their daughter’s happiness.

The wrap-up party was held at a high-end restaurant. The director had truly splurged this time, even ordering premium steaks.

The crew members drooled with envy.

Yu Zhi had long gone to the next table to eat her fill.

Song Qingxing, however, sat obediently on the side. Given the incident where they messed things up while drunk last time, Song Qingxing didn’t dare to drink a single drop of alcohol this time.

“For the last incident, I owe you two an apology.”

The director stood up, his face full of shame.

After all, the assistant director and the screenwriter were under his command, yet they had been bribed by Peng Zhi’en. No matter how he looked at it, he was somewhat to blame.

“This time, I specifically brought these wines myself; I didn’t let the restaurant prepare them.”

The director took two bottles of wine from his black shoulder bag—high-quality red wine with somewhat antique packaging.

“Consider this my apology to Miss Xie and Miss Song.”

Using a corkscrew, the director opened the soft cork and personally poured himself a glass of wine, pouring a little from both bottles. He then drank both glasses in one gulp.

The message was clear: he had tasted the “poison” first.

Xie Jingcheng wasn’t worried.

If a person of her status had to constantly guard against someone trying to harm her, she would starve to death sooner or later.

This time, Xie Jingcheng had directly arranged for several bodyguards who were eating at a nearby table. If anything went wrong, the bodyguards could come to the rescue immediately.

So, she nodded and accepted the director’s wine glass.

“Thank you for taking care of Qingxing these past days.”

Xie Jingcheng still gave the director some face.

“Not at all… not at all…”

The director’s face was flushed, delighted.