After Filming a WLW Movie With My Straight Girl Crush 13

Chapter 13

Xu Ling’s breath hitched first, and then she thought, where else could she be? In whose room?

She deliberately replied coolly: [Mhm.]

There was no further reply. Xu Ling climbed out of bed, went to the door to wait, and after the knock sounded, she counted to five before opening it.

After Qin Cong’an came in, she frowned slightly and asked, “Why didn’t you open the door if you were right there?”

“…” Xu Ling was extremely embarrassed. “What do you mean, right there? I came as soon as I heard you knock.”

“Is that so? I didn’t hear your footsteps,” Qin Cong’an said as she walked inside.

“I walk very quietly. Besides, is the soundproofing that bad?” Xu Ling followed her and asked, “What did you come to find me for?”

Her tone conveyed their unfamiliarity.

Qin Cong’an hadn’t even looked at her today, and for some reason, she didn’t feel like being nice to her either.

Qin Cong’an sat on the sofa, beckoned to her, and patted her own thigh.

Xu Ling couldn’t stop herself from swallowing, and her feet moved towards her unconsciously.

So pathetic.

She walked over, right in front of her, but hesitated.

Qin Cong’an directly pulled her by the arm, and Xu Ling tumbled onto her lap.

The two were suddenly very close. Xu Ling smelled that pleasant orange scent on her again, this time with a hint of floral notes. Was it pear blossom? It was a very fresh feeling. She loved it. She swallowed again.

Qin Cong’an wrapped an arm around her waist and asked, “What were you and Gu Qi talking about today?”

Xu Ling hadn’t expected her to ask this question. Was it important?

She didn’t answer, instead asking first, “I thought you came to find me to talk about something else. For example, why did you ignore me today?”

Qin Cong’an’s hand was on her thigh. She squeezed it. “What do you think?”

Xu Ling let out a muffled grunt, but how was she supposed to know? “Can you not be like this? If there’s a problem, just say it. How am I supposed to know what you’re thinking?”

The pressure of Qin Cong’an’s hand increased, hurting Xu Ling a little. She asked, “Why did you touch my thigh during the shoot yesterday?”

“…You’re angry about that? I told you, I was helping you get into character.”

“I don’t need it,” Qin Cong’an said, enunciating each word. “I can get into character myself, but you startled me.”

“So it was perfect, wasn’t it? Wen Xi was also in a startled state,” Xu Ling said very seriously. “I did that precisely to startle you. See? Didn’t that take go smoothly?”

Qin Cong’an tilted her head back and took a deep breath. “So everything you do is for the sake of the film.”

“Yeah, didn’t I tell you that a long time ago?” Xu Ling said. “You were so placid before because we’ve hugged so many times, you’ve become numb to it, right? So I gave you a little stimulation.”

Xu Ling looked at her face and thought, she’s angry because she’s afraid of being found out, and that it’ll get back to her boyfriend.

Sure enough, the next thing Xu Ling heard from Qin Cong’an was:

“Have you ever thought about how much trouble it would be if we were discovered?”

Xu Ling snorted inwardly and didn’t want to talk anymore. She pressed her face forward, wanting to bite her lips fiercely.

Qin Cong’an turned her face away, and her kiss landed on the corner of her mouth. Her hand was on her waist, and she said with some force, “From now on, unless we’re in one of our rooms, you’re not allowed to do that. Do you hear me?”

Xu Ling ignored her and kissed her on the mouth, forcefully. Her tongue probed inside, disrupting the words she was about to say.

But Qin Cong’an stubbornly refused to respond, making Xu Ling so angry she wanted to bite her lips raw.

Xu Ling let her go and glared at her. “What about last time on set, when you drank my coffee? Was that okay?”

“Is that the same as you touching the inside of my thigh?”

“…” Okay. Xu Ling struggled for a moment, then said weakly, “We were under a blanket. No one saw.”

“In any case, promise me you won’t do it again.”

“I know,” Xu Ling replied reluctantly. Then she leaned in and kissed her viciously again. She still didn’t respond. She was furious. “I said I know! What else do you have to say?”

“You still haven’t answered my question.” Qin Cong’an’s lips were swollen and very red, covered in Xu Ling’s saliva. They looked shiny and soft under the light.

“What question?”

“What were you and Gu Qi talking about today?”

Xu Ling had forgotten she had asked that. She pulled down her collar and said, “Sister Huai gave me two concert tickets. I’m going with her.”

“What concert?”

“Jiang Ruzhi’s.”

“Oh, I want to go too. Are there any more tickets?”

“…” Xu Ling’s movements paused. She wanted to say, don’t you dislike listening to music? But saying that would make it seem like she knew her very well, like she had seen a lot of her materials. “No, there were only two.”

Xu Ling felt a little regretful. She should have asked her first. Now she had already made plans with Gu Qi and had been chatting excitedly with her all day. She couldn’t just tell her no now.

“Then I’ll ask Jiang Ruzhi for tickets.”

“Huh?”

“I know her very well,” Qin Cong’an said, then leaned in and finally kissed her of her own accord.

Xu Ling was a little stunned, not sure if she was more surprised that she knew Jiang Ruzhi well, or that she had taken the initiative to say she wanted to go to the concert with her.

Jiang Ruzhi was a lesbian. Although she had never explicitly said so, her fans were well aware.

A large portion of her fanbase was gay, and the people she hung out with didn’t seem very straight either.

In this society, people would joke, tease, and ship same-sex couples like crazy, but no one would openly admit their sexuality. The day after coming out, your work might be cut in half, and endorsements might be terminated.

The movie they were filming would never be marketed under the banner of homosexuality during its release, even though everyone knew what it was.

Dual female leads, just telling the story of the bond between two women.

Xu Ling pushed aside the thoughts that popped into her head. For a moment, she had actually thought that because Qin Cong’an knew Jiang Ruzhi well, she might be gay too.

But that was at most a guess, while the fact that she had a boyfriend was a clear reality.

She had also considered that the boyfriend might be a cover, but if it were, Xie Jing wouldn’t call her so often. And although she would get impatient, she always responded.

Xu Ling eagerly left her marks on her. Each time was one less time. She wanted to cry.

Qin Cong’an tasted blood in her mouth.

She frowned, pushed her away, and wiped her mouth with her hand. “You bit my lip open.”

“…Sorry.”

“How am I supposed to be on camera tomorrow? Aren’t you all about the filming? Why did you chew me up like this?”

Faced with Qin Cong’an’s three consecutive questions, Xu Ling was filled with guilt.

Because she liked her, because she was jealous, because she hated the fact that she had a boyfriend. She wanted to bite her raw, and she wanted people to know that while she was dating her boyfriend, she was secretly having a great time with her.

“Speak,” Qin Cong’an pinched her.

The pinch was both painful and pleasurable. She bit her lip, looked down at the spot that was red enough to bleed, and licked her lips. “Sorry. You can bite me back.”

Qin Cong’an obediently bit her there.

Xu Ling cried out.

Then Qin Cong’an licked it gently, as if applying medicine, but it stung Xu Ling even more. Qin Cong’an actually found some ointment and applied it for her.

“Don’t cry. Does it hurt a lot?”

Xu Ling wanted to say she was crying from pleasure. She liked it when Qin Cong’an hurt her. She liked her to be a little rough.

But of course, she didn’t say it.

“My cheilitis is acting up.”

The next day on set, when Chang Ning saw Qin Cong’an’s lip and asked what happened, this was her answer.

“Why don’t you use lip balm properly?” Chang Ning sighed, scratching her head. “Fine. We’ll film something else today. It looks like it was kissed raw. We can film some of the later, more ambiguous scenes and let the audience imagine.”

There were no kissing scenes in the movie. The few intimate scenes in the script would only be filmed in a vague, ambiguous, humid, and turbulent way, not in a graphic manner.

Xu Ling silently lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers.

Chang Ning discussed it with the screenwriter and decided to add a scene on the spot to enrich the emotional storyline. They didn’t know if they would use it, but they would film it first and see during editing.

In the morning, Wen Xi comes out of her room and runs into Jian Yu, who is brushing her teeth in the bathroom.

Jian Yu glances at her broken lip, quickly looks away, and then grins foolishly at Wen Xi in the mirror, earning a roll of the eyes.

The two brush their teeth together in front of the mirror, the minty air mixed with ambiguity.

Everyone was discussing again:

“It fits Jian Yu’s reckless and uncontrolled nature. She’s like a little wild beast.”

“Sister must be both annoyed and enjoying it, hehe.”

“My god, can they just kiss for real for me to see?”

“Damn, your idea is bold. Go suggest it to Director Chang.”

In the afternoon, they filmed a few more training scenes.

Qin Cong’an had some wound makeup on her face, so her lip looked like it had been injured in a fight, not from cheilitis or being kissed raw.

Even if she was injured and not fully recovered, she had to continue training.

Wen Xi and Jian Yu were both very resilient people. Even if they only had one arm left, the other arm had to be trained even harder.

In the evening, there was a scene where Wen Xi applies medicine for Jian Yu. By this point, their relationship was already very intimate.

As Wen Xi applies the medicine, she presses herself lightly against Jian Yu’s back, her lips brushing against her skin, a mixture of heartache and infatuation.

The lighting was very dim. When filmed and combined with post-production effects, it would look like there was almost only moonlight.

But of course, the set was not like that. It was still somewhat bright.

Xu Ling’s back was exposed. Although her front was covered tightly, and the crew on set were all women, she was very embarrassed.

When she was a model, others would walk around naked to save time, but she always wore clothes whenever she could and didn’t dare to look at their bodies. To not waste time, she had trained herself to get dressed and undressed incredibly quickly.

Because of this, Meng Bai had quickly seen through her sexual orientation. Her attempts to hide it were futile. Fortunately, Meng Bai wouldn’t tell anyone else.

The makeup artist was applying special effects makeup to her back and clearly saw some marks on her body, the kind left after intense activity in bed.

It was clear they were a few days old and not very obvious, but of course, they were still visible upon close inspection.

Gossip was rampant on a film set.

The makeup artist was already mentally calculating who in the crew Xu Ling had slept with.