Turns Out Seducing the Movie Queen Can Break the Plot - Chapter 45.1

[It’s here! The ghost is here!]

[Who cares about ghosts? I just want to know what’s happening in the cubicle, hehe.]

[+1, hehehe.]

[Hehehehe.]

Inside the cubicle, Wen Wen suddenly felt a weight on her shoulder. Jiang Chi rested her forehead against it, whimpering pitifully, “Hmph, you’re ignoring me. You’re so mean. You promised to protect me, but earlier you tried to let go of my hand, and now you’re giving me the cold shoulder.”

Wen Wen: “……”

She just hadn’t decided what to do yet.

And barely half a minute had passed since Jiang Chi had asked her to do something.

How had it already escalated to “cold shoulder” levels?

But then again, for Jiang Chi, being in this dark, confined space probably made every second feel like an eternity agonizingly long and unbearable.

Her heart softened. She reached up and pinched Jiang Chi’s earlobe, leaning close to whisper slowly into her ear, “I’m sorry, okay? Right now, Chi-Chi can do whatever she wants to me, alright?”

As she spoke, Wen Wen leisurely tugged the hem of her tucked-in shirt free and guided Jiang Chi’s hand beneath it.

“Didn’t Chi-Chi say she wanted to test how it feels? I’ll let you do whatever you like.”

“Only one condition, you can only think about me. Nothing else.”

Her velvety voice seeped into Jiang Chi’s ears like a slow, intoxicating poison. Her mind buzzed with tingling pleasure, the darkness inside her head completely dispelled, leaving only the radiant image of Wen Wen, beautiful and glowing.

“Sister, really anything?”

Jiang Chi pulled her hand free and took the initiative.

Wen Wen let out a muffled gasp, then answered with a breathy “Mm.”

Jiang Chi nuzzled against her neck, her words slurred with desire. “Then, you can’t take it back later, okay? And no holding it against me afterward.”

Warm breaths soaked into her skin, sending electric currents coursing through Wen Wen’s body. Overwhelmed, she lifted a hand to Jiang Chi’s shoulder, bracing herself for support.

“Sister, you smell so good.”

Jiang Chi inhaled deeply at the crook of Wen Wen’s neck, then pressed her lips to the skin there, trailing slow, deliberate kisses upward until she reached the top button of Wen Wen’s shirt, the one she had fastened tightly that morning.

She caught it between her teeth and undid it.

Wen Wen pressed a hand against Jiang Chi’s head. “The clothes will get wet later.”

No one could see them now, but how was she supposed to leave afterward?

The show was still live.

“They won’t, Sister. I’ll be careful.”

“But—”

“You just said I could do whatever I wanted.” Jiang Chi took Wen Wen’s hand and kissed it, her tone wounded. “Are you going back on your word now?”

In the darkness, Wen Wen blinked, her gaze clearing slightly as a dazed thought crossed her mind her little puppy wasn’t as harmless as she seemed.

But then again, when it came to being dangerous, who could compare to her?

She had simply wrapped herself in layers of silk, impenetrable and suffocating. If she didn’t wish it, no one could glimpse even a fragment of her true self.

But tonight, if Jiang Chi wanted it, she would tear those bindings apart herself.

Because unlike Jiang Chi’s fleeting whims, Wen Wen had been craving every bit of her, every single moment.

“No take-backs.” Wen Wen raised her hand to caress her face, fingertips brushing the corner of her lips before leaning in for a quick peck. “I’m coaxing you, why would I go back on my word?”

The fleeting kiss was like a feather’s touch.

“But what if you really do regret it?” Jiang Chi pressed.

“What would you want me to do?” Wen Wen countered.

After two seconds of silence, Jiang Chi spoke slowly: “If you go back on your word, you’ll have to agree to one request from me later.” After a pause, she emphasized, “A request you can’t refuse.”

Wen Wen’s fingers traced her lips. “Can’t you tell me now?”

“No.” The refusal came without hesitation.

This answer revealed Jiang Chi had already planned her request, laying this trap for Wen Wen to step into.

The puppy’s learned to be cunning.

Yet she was happy to walk into her snare.

“Fine.”

“Now,” Jiang Chi’s hand slid around her waist, lifting her slightly. “Sister, kiss me.”

At that moment, the eerie chorus of curses, insults, and accusations that had been echoing through the air suddenly ceased. In its place came a screeching sound from outside metal scraping against ceramic tiles.

Wen Wen immediately recognized it: a knife.

The “ghost” was now at the restroom entrance. If she guessed right, it was coming inside.

Jiang Chi couldn’t care less about ghosts. After all, they were trapped here regardless.

Not exactly waiting for “death,” but no different from it.

And indulging in pleasure before “death” was the wisest choice.

“Sister?”

Wen Wen’s attention was wholly focused on the noises outside, so she didn’t hear this whisper-soft call. All she caught was the screech of a stall door being shoved open, followed by a thunderous bang, an angry slam that sent the door crashing against the wall before rebounding violently against the frame.

[Damn, I’m wearing headphones! I’m deaf now!]

[If she checks every stall one by one, aren’t those two doomed?]

[Yeah, feels like they’re about to be eliminated.]

[Isn’t there a hidden door or something?]

[Unlike you guys worrying, I’m more curious about what they’re doing together in there, hehe]

Another screech, the “ghost” had opened yet another stall door.

Wen Wen’s mind raced, calculating their chances of escape.

Just then, a sharp pain shot through the finger still resting near Jiang Chi’s lips.

Jiang Chi had bitten her.

As if venting her displeasure, Jiang Chi bit one spot, then moved slightly lower to bite again.

The bites weren’t hard, more like a puppy’s playful nips to get attention, just enough to be impossible to ignore.

Wen Wen whispered, “Let go first.”

Jiang Chi obediently released her.

Wen Wen quickly kissed the corner of her mouth. “I’ll make it up to you tonight.”

“Good. Tonight, sister will take the initiative.” Jiang Chi held her waist, preventing her from pulling away, her whisper lingering at Wen Wen’s lips. “For now, let me do what you’ve permitted.”

“Mmph!”

Before Wen Wen could protest, her lips were sealed.

A scorching tongue boldly slipped past her parted lips, breaching her teeth to claim her territory, stealing the oxygen that belonged to her alone.

Wen Wen struggled.

Clearly, this was not the time for such things.

Jiang Chi only held her tighter, his soft tongue delving deeper, leaving her no chance to escape.

Crazy little dog.

Wen Wen thought to herself.

But he was the crazy little dog she had always loved.

His kiss was as fierce as a volcanic eruption, molten lava flowing and merging in their mouths, burning away her reason and tugging at her heart.

Wen Wen had imagined countless times that Jiang Chi desired her just as much as she desired him.

At least in this moment, she felt she had gotten her wish.

Dark surroundings, an enclosed space, just the two of them, an ambiguous atmosphere.

Clearly, this wasn’t the best time but then again, perhaps it was.

Wen Wen severed the last thread of so-called reason with her own hands, wrapping her arms around Jiang Chi’s neck and responding to his kiss with equal fervor.

Perhaps sensing her surrender, Jiang Chi’s assault slowed, shifting from aggressive tactics to gentle coaxing from a crazy little dog to a docile one, kissing and licking her softly.

The sound of a steel blade scraping against porcelain nearly exploded beside their ears.

Wen Wen’s internal alarm blared. She patted the still-insatiable man, signaling him to stop.

Luckily, the crazy little dog was obedient.

Before Wen Wen could even catch her breath, a sinister voice drifted in from outside, unidentifiable as male or female, hoarse and agitated.

“Are you in here?”

The voice was light, the tone cheerful, carrying the excitement of a cat toying with its prey.

BANG!

Clearly not finding the scene it had hoped for behind the door, the “ghost” flew into a rage.

Jiang Chi had thought Wen Wen patted him because she was out of breath that after they parted, they would linger in each other’s embrace a little longer.

But he could clearly sense that the moment Wen Wen let go, she held her breath, her body tensing. The darkness hid her expression, but he could imagine it, Wen Wen’s brows slightly furrowed, her face serious.

Wen Wen’s serious expression was undoubtedly just as beautiful.

But what he wanted more was for her to be panting softly against his neck right now.

Seems she had been distracted all along.

His tongue swept over his teeth as Jiang Chi licked his lips, then tugged open the shirt already undone to the third button and lowered his head to bite.

Wen Wen’s muffled gasp didn’t fully escape before she quickly covered her mouth with her hand, her body trembling uncontrollably.

The crazy little dog didn’t just bite, he also licked the wound.

Truly a crazy little dog.

Feeling his lips drifting toward her peak, Wen Wen pressed a hand to his shoulder. “No.”

In the darkness, Jiang Chi kissed her once before lifting his head, his voice low. “Didn’t I have free rein tonight?”

“If you’re saying no now are you taking it back, jiejie?”

His cool lips trailed upward, passing her collarbone, the side of her neck, the last word whispered against her ear.

As he spoke, he gently took her earlobe between his teeth.

Wen Wen couldn’t take it. “I take it back, so stop messing around.”

Jiang Chi paused this was exactly what he’d been waiting for.

He immediately released her, obediently fumbling to straighten her shirt for her, though his hands weren’t entirely well-behaved.

The buttons were fastened all the way to the top.

Jiang Chi sweetly took her hand, interlacing their fingers, his voice soft. “Jiejie, remember to protect me, okay?”

Wen Wen: “……”

If they hadn’t grown up together and she didn’t know for certain about Jiang Chi’s childhood kidnapping incident, she would have thought everything Jiang Chi had just displayed was an act.

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