After Filming a WLW Movie With My Straight Girl Crush 18

Chapter 18

Xu Ling’s idea was just her own assumption. In reality, filming it wasn’t that easy.

She got stuck on the very first part. Xu Ling happily entered the house with the roast duck, curious about the black bag at the door. When she heard it was Sister Ai, she was very surprised.

Chang Ning called a halt. “You look like you immediately knew it was Ku Ai’s body inside. That’s not right. You need a moment to react, because you never thought Wen Xi would kill her.”

Xu Ling nodded. It wasn’t just that she hadn’t handled the details here; the emotional shift itself was difficult for her. One second she was looking forward to eating roast duck together, the next she was hit with this blow.

This time, Qin Cong’an didn’t help. Only Chang Ning was talking to Xu Ling, telling her to slowly find that precise emotional transition.

The ceiling of the self-built house was low, making Xu Ling’s tall frame seem a bit oppressive. The camera followed the actor’s gaze down to the black bag.

The camera returned to Xu Ling’s face, her brow slightly furrowed. She had a suspicion but couldn’t believe it. She immediately reached out with a trembling hand to pull the zipper, but her wrist was grabbed by another hand.

Shaking off that hand, she continued to unzip the bag. Xu Ling looked at the stuffing inside and showed a surprised expression.

“The expression is wrong again,” Chang Ning, standing to the side, called a halt again. “You look like you were walking down the street and a dead body fell in front of you. Seeing Ku Ai’s body, that shouldn’t be your expression.”

Xu Ling scratched her head. She seemed to understand a little.

“This is the second time she’s seen the body of someone she knows, do you understand? The first time was her parents. Seeing the body of a stranger is different from seeing the body of someone you know.”

To get the feeling she wanted, Chang Ning patiently explained the scene to Xu Ling. She knew Xu Ling had some aptitude and was working hard to adjust, getting better each time.

The more Chang Ning worked with Xu Ling, the more she felt she was the type who needed to be led by her scene partner, a common problem for newcomers.

Her scenes with Qin Cong’an were well-acted. Even the ambiguous scenes had a certain flavor.

But whenever it came to her solo parts, she seemed a bit pale, finding it difficult to grasp the emotions.

Sure enough, once this part was over and Jian Yu and Wen Xi started talking, Xu Ling’s performance became much more natural.

With just a simple adjustment, it was almost up to Chang Ning’s standard.

Chang Ning re-watched it on the monitor and could feel the inner conflict of the two characters. Wen Xi was hurt by her words and lashed back, but then immediately feared she had hurt her and would lose her, so she chose to pick up the roast duck and temporarily escape.

Jian Yu was in a state of great confusion, realizing she had gone too far by saying she was no different from that man. She felt a little guilty but still couldn’t believe that Ku Ai had died at Wen Xi’s hands.

Chang Ning pointed out a few more things for them to pay attention to, and they filmed again.

After a long shoot, everyone was a little tired.

Finally, after finishing this part, Chang Ning let out a long sigh of relief. “Good work, both of you. Take a break.”

After a short break, they continued filming.

The roast duck had long gone cold. The condensation on the beer bottle made it look like a refreshing gulp, but it wasn’t beer inside, just mineral water.

Wen Xi sat down first, opened the bag, and started eating.

Jian Yu stood in place for a moment, then also sat down at the table to eat, a little more distant than their usual dining distance.

They didn’t speak, just ate with their heads down, but it felt like they had a lot to say.

A crisp crack came from between Jian Yu’s teeth. Wen Xi looked over and caught her momentary wince of pain.

“Bit down on something?” The roast duck was chopped, so it was easy to accidentally bite down on a bone fragment.

Jian Yu didn’t answer but couldn’t force herself to keep eating. She spat it out, along with some blood.

“Let me see.” Wen Xi immediately put down the duck breast in her hand and was about to pry open her mouth.

Jian Yu turned her face away, not letting her look, and went to the bathroom herself.

Wen Xi followed her, insisting on looking at her tooth. Jian Yu had no choice but to let her. Wen Xi said, “You need to see a doctor.”

“I’m not going.” Jian Yu hated the old man who treated their injuries. He smelled bad and had a lecherous, creepy look. It felt like he didn’t know anything about medicine at all. Anyway, he didn’t treat them like human beings, just did a shoddy job.

“You’ll die of pain.”

“Then let me die of pain. I’m not going.”

Wen Xi also knew she didn’t like the old man, but her tooth had to be treated. “I know. Rinse your mouth first, gently.”

After Jian Yu rinsed her mouth, Wen Xi pinched her face again to look at the tooth inside.

Wen Xi found some cotton and stuffed it in. “It’s still bleeding. Bite down on this to stop it. Does it hurt?”

A little.

Wen Xi told her to use the beer bottle to ice her face to numb the pain. “I’m going out to buy medicine and bury Ku Ai.”

“I’ll go too.” Although Jian Yu’s feelings were still a little complicated, she didn’t want her to go alone, afraid she would be discovered on the way and never come back.

When Qin Cong’an pinched her face and looked into her open mouth, Xu Ling’s face turned red again.

Fortunately, she wasn’t scolded by Chang Ning this time.

Chang Ning didn’t say anything to her. She even thought her reaction was quite good. She was a little resistant, but also a little shy, which fit Jian Yu’s character.

Xu Ling knew they were filming this part, so she had eaten a mint during the break. She didn’t want any awkwardness, didn’t want her mouth to taste like cold, slightly fishy roast duck.

They were very close. She could smell the scent of grapefruit, not from her own mouth. So, Qin Cong’an had also eaten something.

After this take was cut, Xu Ling struck up a conversation with Qin Cong’an. “Candy?”

“Mouthwash.”

“Oh.” Xu Ling’s face was a little stiff. “It smells nice. Let me use some too.”

Qin Cong’an paced a few steps, also seeming a little unnatural. “Come to my room tonight. I’ll give you a bottle.”

“Oh.” So I can come into your room today.

After confirming the shot, Chang Ning said, “OK, that last take was good. We’ll shoot another one from a different angle, with the same feeling.”

Xu Ling was resisting, not letting her look. Qin Cong’an pinched her face with a bit of force, making her open her mouth, and looked inside.

Xu Ling’s gaze shifted from her delicate brow bone to the serious corners of her mouth. There were no other emotions in her eyes, only infatuation for her.

When Qin Cong’an looked into her eyes, Xu Ling quickly averted her gaze, and the complex emotions returned.

“Cut!” Chang Ning felt that Xu Ling was in an excellent state right now and immediately had them continue with the next part.

Xu Ling rinsed her mouth with her hands. The pain made her facial expression a little tense, but she tried to hide it, reining it in.

Qin Cong’an brought the cotton prop and stuffed it into her mouth. “It’s still bleeding. Bite down and don’t move. Does it hurt?”

The moment her fingers entered her mouth, Xu Ling’s heart was pounding. She wanted to just hold her fingers in her mouth and swallow, but she could only swallow empty air.

“Cut! OK, OK, absolutely no problem. Change the angle, close-up on Wen Xi.” Chang Ning was getting a little excited.

This take only filmed Qin Cong’an’s face. She didn’t need to put her hand in Xu Ling’s mouth again, but when she raised her hand and leaned in, Xu Ling almost subconsciously opened her mouth, and her hand went in.

I want to lick it. Can I?

Xu Ling stuck out her tongue and touched it.

This take was also fine. Qin Cong’an’s expression was on point. Her eyes were a mixture of worry and a hint of lingering affection.

The scene where Jian Yu was to go out with Wen Xi was filmed quickly.

The two changed into a different set of clothes and continued to film a scene in the house. It was the last scene of the day. After this, they would wrap.

Compared to the complex emotions from before, this part was easy to film.

Jian Yu was clumsily heating up food in the kitchen. Wen Xi came over and rubbed against her back a couple of times.

It was just a very daily-life shot, expected to be about three seconds in the final cut.

But Chang Ning didn’t expect that after several takes, it still wasn’t right.

“Were you two affected by the last scene? Why are you so stiff? Wen Xi, press yourself against her!”

Xu Ling turned around, her eyelashes lowered as she looked at Qin Cong’an, and also said softly, “Press yourself against me. Don’t delay getting off work.” She still had to go get mouthwash from her.

Qin Cong’an looked up at her for a moment, pursed her lips, and apologized to Director Chang. “Let’s do it again. I’ll try to make it the last time.”

This time, she pressed herself very tightly, her chest pressing against Xu Ling’s back without warning, even pushing Xu Ling against the counter.

Xu Ling felt the places where they were touching become incredibly hot and humid, while her front was very cold.

Chang Ning thought to herself that this wasn’t exactly the kind of pressing she had in mind, but it wasn’t bad either. She had them do another take, and this last one was the effect she wanted. But after the actors left, she debated for a long time and actually wanted to keep the take where they were pressed most tightly.

Xu Ling took a shower in Qin Cong’an’s room.

Coming out of the bathroom, she saw the mouthwash Qin Cong’an had placed on the counter. She opened it and rinsed her mouth. Xu Ling felt she was also falling in love with all things citrus-scented.

When Xu Ling walked out, Qin Cong’an was leaning against the tea counter, looking at her phone.

She walked all the way over, but Qin Cong’an didn’t look at her. Xu Ling didn’t believe she couldn’t see her coming out. What is she pretending for?

Xu Ling directly took her phone, glanced at it—she was on Weibo—and tossed it onto the sofa, then lifted her onto the counter to sit.

Xu Ling propped her hands on the counter and looked up at her. “Is it because I kissed your hand that day?”

Qin Cong’an didn’t answer.

Xu Ling took her hand and kissed it a couple of times, with a hint of apology. “I was just teasing you. Anyway, no one saw. I’ve scrolled through all of Weibo, and no one mentioned it.”

“Teasing me?”

“Okay, that’s not the right way to put it. Anyway, I just… kissed you.” Xu Ling was in the wrong but acted righteous. “But it’s too much for you to ignore me. I thought you would come find me that day.”

Qin Cong’an frowned. “You two were typing on your phones in the elevator. How could I have the nerve to disturb you?”

“…” Xu Ling didn’t know she had seen. It made sense. There were only three of them in the elevator. It was impossible for her not to notice their little actions. But if she was going to look, she should have seen the whole thing!

Xu Ling explained, “She was typing to ask if I wanted to talk more about the concert. I said I wanted to sleep.”

“Oh, so you two didn’t talk more that day?”

“…We did.”

Qin Cong’an rolled her eyes at her.

“That’s because I waited for you in my room for a long time, and you never came.”

“Then why didn’t you come find me?”

Xu Ling paused. Why hadn’t she gone to find her? Oh, right. She was a little emo because of the concert, thinking that they would have to part sooner or later. She was in a bad mood and just wanted her to come find her first, to feel that she held at least a little bit of importance in her heart.

If she told the truth, would Qin Cong’an think she was crazy? Just a fling on set, and she was acting like they were in a relationship, full of insecurities.

“Suddenly, I feel like there’s no point in talking about this,” Xu Ling said, taking her hand again. This time, not to kiss it, but to take her thumb into her mouth. “We haven’t done this in a long time. Look at you today, so many wasted takes.”

Xu Ling felt her trying to push her away. She wouldn’t allow it. She bit her finger and pressed closer, squeezing between her legs.

Before long, Qin Cong’an’s fingers started to move, twining with her tongue.

Xu Ling’s hands were already skillfully removing the annoying fabric from her body. Thanks to Qin Cong’an’s cooperation, she lifted up a little, and it slid down to her feet smoothly.

Xu Ling buried her head, their two lips pressing together. One extended a tongue, exploring inside and out. The other contracted, releasing a wetness, the grapefruit flavor mixed with peppermint oil melting into it.

It was cool, yet scorching hot. Qin Cong’an bit her lip.

Another hand reached up. This time, Qin Cong’an’s fingers also curled around Xu Ling’s, and she could no longer hold back her sounds.