Lin Jianlu wasn't good at kissing people at all.
Xie Wang realized this when his lips were bitten.
The omega didn't even know how to handle a kiss. The flash of confusion in his eyes didn't escape Xie Wang's notice.
Xie Wang took the lead in the kiss, half-forcing him by holding Lin Jianlu down, making him turn back.
Lin Jianlu's eyes were half-closed, with a thin layer of light caught on his eyelashes.
Xie Wang kissed very gently until Lin Jianlu started to squirm. He felt the flexible and seductive curve of Lin Jianlu's thin waist tense under his palm, and the alpha's instinct for control was triggered, so he applied a little more pressure.
There were faint footsteps outside the door, and Xie Wang let go.
Lin Jianlu braced himself on the billiards table, gasping lightly. He raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth.
"I'm sorry," Xie Wang said. "I didn't mean to rush things."
But that sultry scene from Lin Jianlu almost made him hard.
Luckily, Lin Jianlu liked him just as much.
We are now in love with each other and can't help ourselves, Xie Wang thought to himself.
"It doesn't hurt, right?" He checked Lin Jianlu's arms and cheeks. "I was very gentle."
Lin Jianlu just turned around and gave him a glance, with no emotion in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were red. He tilted his head slightly, exposing his snow-white neck.
Xie Wang: "You…" This is stolen from https://chipoholictranslations.blogspot.com/p/homepage.html
"Da Wang!" the director shouted from outside, "Come out and supplement the show-off shots."
The omega huddled in his coat, sitting in the corner, not saying another word.
"Yeah coming," Xie Wang replied. He gave Lin Jianlu a reassuring smile, "YoYo, take a break, I'll get you some strawberry milk later."
Lin Jianlu murmured in agreement and wrapped himself tighter in the coat.
Xie Wang's kiss was assertive, but his words were gentle.
He lifted his hand to the back of his neck, rubbing his slightly tingling omega gland.
He was so close.
He was about to get it.
This was perfect. He and Xie Wang, both get what they need.
What Xie Wang needed to "supplement" was a fight outside the billiards hall, a few shots of him beating-up some guys.
The alpha had tracked a lead to this area and was stopped by some thugs outside the billiard room.
The alpha thrashed the provocateurs and wiped the bloody dagger clean with the corner of the other side's shirt.
"Hmm..." the director said, "Da Wang, you look a bit too happy. You found a clue, not a wife, so dial it down a little."
Xie Wang: "…Okay."
He was indeed very happy.
He had kissed Lin Jianlu off-screen too.
His omega looked cold and distant, but when kissed, he let him do whatever he wanted, and his attempts at resistance were super-perfunctory. He was sweet and soft—damn adorable.
Chen Yimo: "Hey, Da Wang, you suck. Your acting is terrible."
Xie Wang: "???"
Are you seriously criticizing me? Who gave you the right?
"Alright, Da Wang, let's go again," the director said.
Xie Wang nodded. The fight scene went smoothly; he sheathed his knife, his eyes sharp.
When he looked up, he saw Lin Jianlu had already come outside at some point, wrapped in his coat, watching him from the side.
"Moving on. The pervert just happens to be back, so let Lin Jianlu shoot the scene with Chen Yimo," the director said. "This segment is also quite difficult."
Xie Wang cocked an annoyed eyebrow.
"Is your susceptible period over?" Xie Wang asked with disdain.
"Not completely over, but I suppressed it with an inhibitor shot. I'm dedicated to my work," Chen Yimo replied. "You got a problem with that?"
Xie Wang rolled his eyes: "You don't still have a scent on you, right?"
Chen Yimo sniffed his wrist, then suddenly unzipped his jacket and opened it wide: "How about you come closer and check?"
Xie Wang recoiled in disgust: "Get lost."
Xie Wang was extremely familiar with the script of "Hidden Blade." He knew it inside and out before his rebirth, and with the revised version, even more so.
Chen Yimo's kidnapping of his wife was not easy to shoot.
Both the kidnapper and the kidnapped would have a hard time.
The omega actor who was replaced didn't do well in this scene, and they used a stand-in several times. In the end, it was Chen Yimo's acting alone that carried the scene.
In such cold weather, Lin Jianlu had to wear very thin clothes, get carried over, get dragged around, and even have fake injuries applied.
He kind of regretted listening to Pei Yan and bringing in Lin Jianlu to the film.
"Be gentler with him later," Xie Wang said.
Chen Yimo: "No can do."
Xie Wang: "???"
Chen Yimo: "The director said Lin Jianlu's acting is really good. If I don't work hard, I won't be able to match his performance, and I'll embarrass myself like you."
Xie Wang: "..." This is stolen from https://chipoholictranslations.blogspot.com/p/homepage.html
"You're quite into the role," Chen Yimo patted him on the shoulder. "I can't compare to you in that regard, buddy. I should learn from you. I'm going to fully embrace the role of the pervert—I'll be as perverted as possible, and maybe even win the award for coolest villain."
Xie Wang: "…"
There was no other choice, so Xie Wang went to urge Lin Jianlu.
"If you get hurt at any point when you're filming with him, stop immediately. Got it, junior?" Xie Wang said.
Lin Jianlu: "Don't worry about it."
During the previous rehearsal, even though Chen Yimo looked vicious, he actually took good care of him and didn't use much force.
"Filming for real is different from rehearsing. He may not look serious, but he takes his work very seriously," Xie Wang emphasized. "Anyway, I'll be right by your side. Call me immediately if you feel uncomfortable."
Lin Jianlu: "…Alright."
The set was still being arranged. After arriving with the crew's vehicle, Lin Jianlu waited by the car.
Suddenly, a cup of hot strawberry milk was handed to him.
"Huh?" He turned around.
Xie Wang was sitting on the car's hood, smiling at him.
Stunned, Lin Jianlu didn't take the cup.
"Drink some," Xie Wang said. "It's too cold, and you're too thin."
"Oh." Lin Jianlu took the milk and sipped a little.
Xie Wang, in an even better mood now, wandered off to work on Chen Yimo again.
Lin Jianlu remained leaning against the car, messaging Wei Lan.
[YoYo]: Do alphas not like sleeping with overly thin omegas?
[Lan]: Some actually don't.
[YoYo]: Oh. This work is stolen from https://chipoholictranslations.blogspot.com/p/homepage.html
[Lan]: YoYo, you are fine. You look slim in clothes, but when you take them off, there's some flesh. Your lips and butt are both plump, super cute—alphas go crazy for that. Have more confidence in yourself.
[YoYo]: Pushes up glasses.jpg
Lin Jianlu sipped on the strawberry milk, finishing about half of it.
When Xie Wang came back, Lin Jianlu was thinking about where to put the rest of the milk.
"Can't finish it?" Xie Wang asked, reaching out and tipping his head back to drink the remaining half of the strawberry milk.
Lin Jianlu pursed his lips tightly.
"Lin Jianlu," the makeup artist called, waving at him, "come over so we can touch up your makeup."
"Yeah." Lin Jianlu walked over, with Xie Wang following behind him.
Xie Wang's expression darkened as he looked at the props in the dressing room—ropes, handcuffs, and even a blindfold.
"The texture seems a bit rough. Will it hurt his skin?" Xie Wang asked, picking up one of the props.
No one paid any attention to him. The makeup artist over there had already begun wrapping the rope around Lin Jianlu.
Xie Wang: "…"
"Do it like this," Chen Yimo instructed from the side. "Wrap it below the neck and around the wrists. Otherwise, it'll be hard for me to lift him, and I'm afraid he'll fall."
"No, no, no. His neckline is really low, wrapping it around his neck will hurt," Xie Wang added his own input.
Makeup artist: "???"
"Am I playing the pervert, or are you?" Chen Yimo looked puzzled. "Scram."
Xie Wang: "…"
"YoYo, bear with it for a bit. We have to take this shot," Chen Yimo said. "We'll try to get it done in one take without reshooting."
Lin Jianlu: "It's fine, don't worry about me."
It was just a scene, not an intimate one with Xie Wang, so he was very calm.
The makeup artist applied fake bruises on his palms and knees.
"Da Wang, get out here," the director came in and called him out. "It's not your scene, what are you messing around for?"
Xie Wang sheepishly slipped out.
"Feeling sorry for him?" the director asked.
Xie Wang replied in a low voice, "Yeah."
"I really did find myself a precious actor," the director laughed. "Now, your rivalry scenes with Chen Yimo are going to be explosive for sure."
"How about we switch actors?" Xie Wang suggested.
"Fine, we'll switch you out," the director glared at him. "Swap you out, and the whole crew will be at peace."
"Tch, someone's antsy," Xie Wang retorted.
The scene was going to be shot in an abandoned parking lot, littered with decay.
A car sped in and came to a halt, kicking up a cloud of dust.
A pristine white shoe stepped onto the faded, dark iron sheet.
Chen Yimo, dressed entirely in white, raised his right hand to shield his eyes from the blinding sunlight.
"Get out," he called cheerfully into the car.
There was no response from inside.
The smile on Chen Yimo's face deepened as he leaned slightly forward, tugging the rope in his hand to forcibly pull out the omega with his hands bound.
The omega tumbled out and fell to his knees on the rough, worn out iron sheet.
Chen Yimo's expression changed in an instant. He raised his hand and slapped the omega, causing his face to turn away.
"Makeup artist, add some more bruises," the director called out.
"YoYo, are you alright?" Xie Wang asked from the sidelines.
"Laozi didn't use any force, damn it," Chen Yimo shouted back. "I've worked it out with him."
"Da Wang, don't trample the scene into a blooper. Your footprint is so big! Chen Yimo, shut your mouth. Did you and Da Wang graduate from kindergarten? You talk too much—don't let the emotions slip away," the director yelled. "Lin Jianlu is doing well; let's continue."
"Little beauty," Chen Yimo raised Lin Jianlu's chin with the handle of the surgical knife in his hand, "which part of your body is the most important to him?"
Lin Jianlu simply lowered his head, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
Chen Yimo grabbed his hand, made his own judgment, then took off his wedding ring and tossed it onto the metal sheet.
"Let's draw a little blood," Chen Yimo said, pressing the blade against Lin Jianlu's carotid artery.
Lin Jianlu remained silent.
Chen Yimo kicked him: "Hey, you seem to be different from what I thought."
"Forget it, keeping you alive is useful." The criminal finally cut his own fingertip, leaving traces on the ground to lead others to him.
Dressed all in white, Chen Yimo hauled the omega back into the car, kicked the door shut, turned on some music, and drove off to the next city.
"Cut! That went pretty smoothly," the director said, "We got it in one take."
"I had a feeling if I didn't get it in one take, Da Wang would kill me," Chen Yimo whispered. "He's really into his role."
"You okay?" Chen Yimo asked Lin Jianlu. "If I hurt you, feel free to hit me."
Lin Jianlu shook his head.
Humming a tune, Chen Yimo wandered off to study his next pervert script scene.
Xie Wang wanted to check on his "wife" and offer some comfort, but Lin Jianlu stood up indifferently and went off to get his makeup done for the next scene.
Very dedicated.
Right now, he was a little tempted to mark Lin Jianlu with a bite.
At the very least, it would make sure everyone knew that this was his omega.
That way, all of his concern could be open and justified, without needing any excuses.
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