After Filming a WLW Movie With My Straight Girl Crush 40

Chapter 40

Qin Cong’an appeared as a surprise guest. To what extent was she a surprise? There wasn’t even a silhouette photo for fans to recognize her.

The live audience watching the red carpet entrance went crazy with question marks in the comments when they saw the last surprise guest appear.

Starry Night, how dare you play us?? You invited Qin Cong’an and didn’t say so earlier!

But the surprise was indeed doubled. People had rarely seen Qin Cong’an at such events. The fans were naturally ecstatic to have another chance to see their An An.

The general public also feasted their eyes. Her velvet black, form-fitting long dress was understated in the front and fiery in the back. Her hair was coiled up with a jade hairpin, and she held a folding fan in her hand, exuding a classical charm that made people exclaim, “Mommy—”

Qin Cong’an’s event styles had never been conservative, but this was the first time she had shown so much skin. The tight muscle lines of her back were on full display, a perfect inverted triangle. Her skin was so good it could rival the velvet of her dress.

Qin Cong’an took her seat. The two people next to her made some small talk. She responded with a smile, her usual faint politeness. Only when she turned her head did she glance at the person sitting behind her out of the corner of her eye.

Xu Ling didn’t dare to look directly at Qin Cong’an, and she didn’t know that she, in fact, hadn’t been looking at her either. She just always felt a gaze, or rather, a presence so strong it couldn’t be ignored, pressing down on her like a mountain.

So dizzy.

Xu Ling looked at the milk candy wrapped in thick black in front of her, especially the edges and the deep part that extended downwards… She couldn’t take it anymore. She was so dizzy. She wanted to faint on top of it, to lick it and see if it was sweet, and then, enjoy her trembling.

The actress sitting next to Xu Ling, Min Yidan, had been staring at the front row. When they finally finished their small talk, she quickly greeted Qin Cong’an as well. “Hello, Teacher Qin. I’m Min Yidan.”

Qin Cong’an turned to look at her and nodded. “Mhm, I know you. Hello.”

“Wow, I’m so excited. I’ve always liked you, and this is the first time I’ve seen you in person.” Min Yidan’s voice was trembling. Qin Cong’an was a goal and a role model for many of them.

“Thank you.” Qin Cong’an glanced at the person next to Min Yidan.

Xu Ling swallowed again, feeling like she was being questioned, “Aren’t you going to greet your senior?” But just as she was about to speak, she saw that Qin Cong’an had already turned back.

Instantly, Xu Ling held her words back.

Xu Ling felt a little regretful. She shouldn’t have made things so ugly back then. She should have made it clear to her—although there wasn’t much to say. But after all, it wasn’t like they would never see each other again. At the very least, they should have created an atmosphere of an amicable parting.

Now it was just… so awkward, aahhh!

“You’re so beautiful,” Min Yidan also struck up a conversation with Xu Ling. “And your figure is so good.”

“Thank you…” Her voice was a little off-key, like a foreigner. Xu Ling cleared her throat. “You’re also very beautiful. Your skin is so good. That jade really suits you.”

After a few years as a model, Xu Ling’s compliments came naturally.

In the front row, Qin Cong’an crossed her legs, and her chair moved back with a sound, interrupting what Min Yidan was about to say. Qin Cong’an turned around and said, “Sorry,” then turned back and opened the folding fan in her hand to fan herself.

Xu Ling looked at the stray hairs behind Qin Cong’an’s ear that hadn’t been coiled up, swaying slightly in the breeze from the fan. Her chest felt hot and tight.

And, carried by the breeze, her familiar scent… mixed with a hint of sweet and sour tangerine.

Xu Ling’s throat was so dry. She bent down to get the water bottle on the floor. After picking it up, she found that Qin Cong’an had turned around again and was looking at her.

Xu Ling was stunned, and the water bottle in her hand almost slipped. “W-what’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” Qin Cong’an turned back, fanning herself, her heart beating abnormally fast. So she was just bending down to get water. She had thought… something had just tickled her back, and many thoughts had flashed through her mind.

—It turned out she was just being sentimental.

Xu Ling didn’t want her anymore, had packed her bags and left in the middle of the night so decisively, as if afraid she would cling to her. How could she possibly take the initiative to flirt with her now?

Although… she had also said some harsh words. But when Xu Ling saw her, she didn’t even say hello.

“Teacher Qin…”

Qin Cong’an’s neck stiffened. She heard the person behind her speaking almost right next to her ear.

“Long time no see.”

Xu Ling didn’t get a response. This time, Qin Cong’an didn’t even turn her head. She secretly took a whiff of Qin Cong’an’s pleasant scent, then sat up straight, her eyes tracing the beautiful lines of her shoulders, neck, and back, inch by inch.

As fair as flawless jade, and she had once left many marks on it.

Starry Night had an awards ceremony. It was more for entertainment and didn’t hold much weight, which was why Qin Cong’an hadn’t attended in previous years.

Qin Cong’an’s attendance this time was a bit last-minute, but Starry Night still prepared an award for her, the Most Popular Actress award.

She went on stage to accept the award, leaving her folding fan on the chair.

Xu Ling’s hand automatically reached for it. The two people sitting next to Qin Cong’an looked at her strangely.

Min Yidan was also startled. In their circle, Xu Ling had been the one with the coldest attitude towards Qin Cong’an just now. Now, as soon as Qin Cong’an went on stage, she had taken her fan. Wasn’t that a bit rude?

But Min Yidan also knew they had filmed a movie together. Maybe their private relationship was good. Otherwise, why would their seats be arranged so close?

The air conditioning in the venue was very strong. Xu Ling was actually a little cold, but her face was still burning. She opened the fan and fanned herself.

“Wow, even Teacher Qin’s fan is fragrant,” Min Yidan exclaimed.

Xu Ling glanced at her.

Min Yidan was startled again. What was with that look? Why did she seem unhappy? Had she said something wrong! It really was fragrant.

It was indeed fragrant. Xu Ling closed the folding fan and stopped fanning, just letting herself smell the faint scent. She looked at the stage, at the elegant figure standing in front of the microphone. The distance was a bit far, and she couldn’t see her face clearly, but she always felt that she was looking at her.

Maybe she was still cursing her: Are you crazy? What are you doing with my things?

It would be nice if she were really cursing her. Xu Ling knew she had a bit of a problem, but she just kept holding it and didn’t let go.

When Qin Cong’an came down from the stage, a staff member came over to distribute blankets. Xu Ling also took one and put it on her lap.

After handing the trophy to a staff member, Qin Cong’an also took a blanket, covered her legs, sat down, drank some water, adjusted her necklace, and then touched the coiled hair at the back of her head. A hundred different movements, but she just didn’t ask Xu Ling for her fan.

And Xu Ling stubbornly didn’t give it back.

Until, on stage, the host called Xie Jing’s name. Everyone, including Qin Cong’an, turned to look at the seat in the front row, a little to the side.

Only then did Xu Ling, as if she had just remembered, hold out the fan.

Qin Cong’an was stunned for a moment, then reached out and took it. Then she felt a warmth on her back. The person behind her had draped a blanket over her shoulders.

Was she worried she was cold? Or did she want to cover her exposed back?

Qin Cong’an didn’t turn around. She wanted to shrug off the blanket, but her hand tightened on it. It held a little of Xu Ling’s body heat, but it was a pity that it was quickly dissipated by the overly cold air in the venue.

To get on stage from Xie Jing’s seat, he had to pass by Qin Cong’an. As he walked over, he didn’t look this way, and Qin Cong’an didn’t look at him either, her head lowered, looking at something.

But the moment they crossed paths, Xu Ling’s heart was about to break.

***

After the stage performances and awards were over, the host on stage said, “Could everyone please come on stage for a group photo?”

Xu Ling stood up and saw the person in front of her take off the blanket, her alabaster back exposed again, so bright it hurt the eyes.

After sitting for two or three hours, Min Yidan had gotten quite close to Xu Ling. She turned her head and said to her, “Should we stand together?”

“Mhm, okay.” Xu Ling followed Min Yidan, planning to stand on the side of the second row. But as she walked to the middle, where the scent of tangerine emanated, her wrist was grabbed by a hand and she was pulled forward, to that person’s side.

Xu Ling stepped on someone’s dress and stumbled, subconsciously grabbing that person’s arm. That person also reached out and grabbed her elbow.

After steadying herself, Xu Ling really wanted to run, but her hand wasn’t let go.

Qin Cong’an didn’t look at her but struck up a conversation. “Were you afraid I was cold just now?”

“What?”

“The blanket.”

“Oh…” After a quick thought, Xu Ling said, “I just felt hot and didn’t know where to put it.” ?

Using someone as a rack. If this were the truth, it would be enough to make her angry. If it weren’t the truth, it would also be quite infuriating. Qin Cong’an tightened her grip on her wrist, then after a long while, slid her hand down and took her hand.

Xu Ling felt that Qin Cong’an must be crazy. They were taking a photo. It was one thing for her to hold onto her wrist, but she had actually taken her hand. This was Starry Night, not a promotional event for the movie!

And… Xu Ling looked at Xie Jing, who was a few people away. Her boyfriend was right there. What was Qin Cong’an doing?

Forget it. If you’re not afraid, what am I afraid of? Xu Ling suddenly also gripped Qin Cong’an’s hand back, very openly in front of the camera. After the photographer said, “Ready,” she even put on the aura and expression of a runway model, looking inexplicably provocative.

They had to take photos from several angles, so they had to change their poses. Xu Ling gradually let loose and even put an arm around Qin Cong’an’s waist.

Her palm was on Qin Cong’an’s waist. She didn’t know whose skin was so hot that even the cold air couldn’t cool it down.

In the past month, the stirred-up surface of the lake had been hit by strong winds from time to time, but overall, it was gradually calming down.

But with just that one touch, Xu Ling felt the magnetic field at the bottom of the lake completely disrupted.

She wanted more, wanted to touch more, deeper places…

They kissed all the way to the backstage, locking the door tightly. No one would come to disturb them.

Qin Cong’an pressed her onto the sofa, her knee pinning her down. The back of her hand brushed against her face, and she asked her gently yet forcefully, “Didn’t you leave?”

She seemed to open her mouth but couldn’t speak.

Qin Cong’an undid the jade hairpin, her hair falling down. She asked, “Xu Ling, am I beautiful? Do you like me?”

She seemed to nod.

“I know, I know you like me. I’ve known for a long time.” Qin Cong’an leaned in and accused her in her ear, but her breath was an ambiguous pant. “Xu Ling, you knew I had a boyfriend and still liked me. How could you do that?”

The hot breath in her ear made her whole body go limp. She wanted to cover Qin Cong’an’s mouth, but her hand was powerless. She was just pressed down, lying there. But wasn’t this a sofa? How could she lie flat, as if on a large bed?

“But how am I any different…” Qin Cong’an’s hand roamed over her body, her tone very hazy, so soft it was hard to hear clearly. “How did I fall for you too?”

Ah, it was a dream.

Xu Ling suddenly realized she was dreaming.

Underneath Qin Cong’an’s low-key yet extravagant backless gown was an even more breathtaking sight. Xu Ling stared blankly for a long while at this sacred and beautiful scene that would only appear in an oil painting, before she leaned in like a lowly dog and buried herself deep.

Since it was a dream, Xu Ling had no inhibitions. She was forceful and excessive, but she was also worried that Qin Cong’an would slip away from her dream, so she would slow down from time to time to kiss her.

And Xu Ling wasn’t afraid of being treated excessively. She even gave herself a suggestion, to make the Qin Cong’an in her dream be even rougher with her, to punish her, to torture her, to bite her hard.

A surging, thrilling feeling of breaking through something. Xu Ling felt like she was about to lose control. She whimpered, still unable to speak.

“What’s wrong, baby?” Qin Cong’an asked her softly, but the rough and absurd movements of her hands didn’t stop. “Can’t take it anymore?”

A wave of exhaustion. Xu Ling gritted her teeth, her eyes also shut tight.

When she opened her eyes again, there was nothing in front of her. Xu Ling immediately realized the dream was over, but the physical sensations still lingered.

Her body trembled unconsciously. Xu Ling buried her face in the pillow, her ears burning. She had actually had a wet dream. So ridiculous… and she had even… was that reasonable?

She closed her eyes tightly and could still see Qin Cong’an under her, lifting her skirt. She could even hear her voice in her ear, saying, “Xu Ling… you’re so beautiful.”

Continue it, continue this dream, please. Xu Ling wanted to fall asleep again but couldn’t.

Only a void was left. Xu Ling grabbed her hair in frustration and got up to go to the restroom.

***

On her days off, Qin Cong’an would always lie at home, not seeing anyone, just reading and watching movies. She rarely picked up her phone, thoroughly enjoying her time alone.

But today, she had been on her phone since she woke up, looking at the photos and videos from last night’s Starry Night.

Qin Cong’an had had Starry Night arrange for Xu Ling’s seat to be behind hers, so they had many photos together.

Xu Ling was in a bright orange-red, and she was in black. The light and dark intertwined, creating a passionate clash. They looked very good together.

Anyway, that’s what she thought. She didn’t know what Xu Ling would wear, and black was always a safe choice.

In many of the materials, Xu Ling was staring at her back, lost in thought. Qin Cong’an wanted to know what she was thinking. Did she want to kiss her? Did she want to lick her?

Was that too explicit?

Qin Cong’an laughed at herself. She was overthinking it. Maybe Xu Ling really was just using her as a rack to put the blanket on. Maybe she was staring at her because she was too bored and wanted to leave quickly.

After all, after the group photo, Xu Ling had shaken her off and left without looking back, as if she had been eager to get off work.

Qin Cong’an opened the comment section, her brow raised slightly. These comments were much more explicit than she had thought.

[My god, it feels like Ling Yu wants to pin An An down on the chair and eat her up. The way she’s swallowing.]

[I support Ling Yu. I want to see her eat her fill.]

[No, who could resist this? I’m really licking this back, licking, licking. The one in the back row, I don’t know her, but she’s also so beautiful. Can you two just inexplicably kiss for me to see, please /pitiful]

[Your An is so proactive for the first time. She even held her hand. What kind of little couple behavior is this? Did she think no camera would catch it?]

[And then Ling Yu has that “I have a wife and you don’t” expression, aahhh, I’m eating, eating, eating.]

[Director Chang, hurry up and serve my meal 5555]

[See you on a certain website, friends.]

What website? Qin Cong’an studied it for a long while, then clicked in and saw the highly-rated fanfiction, Orange and Black.

Qin Cong’an gave it a taste. Although it was a little awkward to see her own name, it was well-written. It was just far from what she had done to Xu Ling, and far from what Xu Ling had done to her.

But then again, this fanfiction at least had a happy ending. But the direction she and Xu Ling were heading seemed to be towards a bad ending.

Qin Cong’an couldn’t forget the sight of her back as she left last night, as if she were fleeing.