Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Gulina's body stiffened visibly for a moment, then she buried herself even deeper into Jiang Yang's embrace.

Her fair skin shimmered under the warm light from the bedside.

There's glitter on the collarbone area.

It's something that's used during filming; it's probably because the makeup wasn't completely removed.

It was glowing faintly with her breath.

When Jiang Yang's hand touched her slender waist, Gulinaza let out a barely audible sigh.

Her waistline was smooth and graceful, like a meticulously sculpted work of art.

Slightly tense due to nervousness.

Jiang Yang could feel her rapid heartbeat through their skin.

There was a snap.

Jiang Yang undid the buttons on the back with one hand.

The moment the murderous clothes slipped off, she instinctively wrapped her arms around her chest.

"Jiang Yang, turn off the lights."

"No, I want to see it."

Jiang Yang pulled Gulinazha into his arms, their bodies pressed tightly together.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips, forcing Gulnazar to tilt her head back, her long neck forming an arc.

She could feel Jiang Yang's palm slowly sliding down her back, his knuckles leaving a slightly warm touch on her smooth back.

This kiss was deeper than before, and Gulnazar's breathing was completely under her control.

A moment later, she brought up the topic that had just been interrupted: "I really want to fit in with Chaoyue and the others, but I know I can't. Just like I said before, I'm not from the same generation as them..."

From when I enrolled in 11 until now.

It has witnessed the transformation of the Internet from a tool to an infrastructure.

During her student days, the internet was her window to the outside world, but now it has become her second space for work and life.

From a naive student to a popular celebrity.

Every time I realize that times have changed and I want to adapt, times have changed again. I can only keep up with the pace, but I am always clumsy and a step behind in my thinking.

“But I have more experience than them, and I have more social experience than them. No matter how times change, human nature will not change. Jiang Yang, I understand human nature better than they do.”

"is it?"

"For example, I understand that there must be another side to your life that surpasses what they have never seen."

"Ok?"

Jiang Yang didn't understand what Gulnazar meant.

At the same time, it can be felt that Gulnazar does indeed have a rich romantic history.

What time is it? Why are you still arguing with him about these trivial things? Is this a time for chatting?

I really don't know what's going on in Nazha's head.

Ruonan is so well-behaved.

Ruonan is better; she's as obedient as a good baby.

I would try my best to show him all kinds of knowledge.

"I only see how good you are to Chao Yuexi and Wei Haochun, but I know you must have a bad side."

"Which side?"

"Jiang Yang, are you really not understanding, or are you just pretending? To put it bluntly, it's just..."

Her arms, which had been covering her chest, were squeezed between the two of them, and slowly lowered to wrap around Jiang Yang's lower back.

The two shadows overlapped on the wall, swaying slightly with their movements.

Her long, loose hair gleamed under the light, with a few strands clinging to her sweaty neck: "I don't want you to always be so polite to me, always so nice to me. They met you before I did, so I want to see the side of you that you don't usually show to them."

Jiang Yang's lips left the corner of her mouth and kissed her all the way down her chin to her collarbone, where he gently bit her, causing her to let out a rapid breath.

A deep shadow, faintly visible before her, rose and fell with her breath.

Before me is the full, rounded shape of Gulnazar's fierce face.

It's much bigger than I imagined.

No wonder she can endorse an underwear brand.

Gulnazar continued, "I want it too, but you get angry at me."

“I’ve talked to them all. I know you’ve scolded Chaoyue, been fierce to Xiwei, and also reprimanded Ruonan.”

"I want you to discipline me the way you disciplined them."

"Want to prove..."

"To prove that I'm just like them..."

"They are all people you care about."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yang was taken aback.

What kind of thought process is this, that you have to invite criticism?
He suddenly grabbed her wrist, tightening his grip: "Gulnazar, do you really think I won't yell at you?"

Gulnazar's eyelashes fluttered, but she didn't dodge.

Instead, she tilted her head up to meet his gaze.

“I scolded Chaoyue because she was reckless; if I didn’t scold her, she would get hurt again next time.”

"I'm harsh with Xiwei because she's willful, and if I don't keep an eye on her, she'll offend people sooner or later."

"I'll teach Ruonan a lesson..."

Jiang Yang paused for a moment, then released his grip on Gulinazha's hand.

Hearing her trembling voice, he asked, "Why are you scolding Ruonan?"

"It's because she's too obedient. If you don't push her, she'll never dare to ask for what she deserves."

Gulnazar ran her fingers through his hair, a gesture that seemed both like a push and a pull: "And what about me?"

"You? You're more troublesome than them."

Jiang Yang gave a deliberately cold laugh.

You know, this is how you have to treat Nazha; this troublesome woman just loves being treated this way.

"You know perfectly well what you should be doing, but you insist on pretending not to."

"She's clearly smarter than them, yet she keeps herself trapped in the past."

"Do you want me to scold you now?"

"Gulnazar, you're fucking despicable and pretentious."

"He needs to be taught a lesson!"

Gulnazar paused for a moment.

I understand now; it's possessiveness that's at play.

She wanted to force Jiang Yang to show her his most vulnerable side.

I can't be Jiang Yang's white moonlight.

Just consider it a cinnabar mole on his chest.

Gulnazar smiled and said, "Yes, that's it..."

The words are not finished yet.

Jiang Yang kissed her again, silencing Gulinazha.

After a long while, she finally had the strength to speak: "Yes, that's it."

Her eyes reddened, and she smiled softly:
"I just want you to be mean to me like this."

Gulnazar's slender fingers traced his Adam's apple and lingered on his taut jawline.

She is not a prodigy and does not need Jiang Yang's protection.

She's not Xiwei; she doesn't need Jiang Yang to teach her how to be a person.

She is not the obedient Ruonan, nor does she need Jiang Yang's gentleness.

Everyone around her coaxed her and treated her with utmost care. Even on set, Zhong Shujia did the same, never daring to say a harsh word to her.

But she also knew that many people were actually dissatisfied with her.

Even if you want to change, how can you change if you can't hear the real voices?

Over time, emotions stabilize, a kind of stability that comes from being on the verge of collapse.

Only Jiang Yang would treat her honestly, just like he is now: "Jiang Yang, all I want is your honesty, even if it's a little rough, it's better than you treating me like a fragile object, just like the people around me."

Moonlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains, casting dappled shadows on their intertwined figures.

Gulnazar could feel Jiang Yang's heartbeat was as fast as hers, and their breathing was exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

"Nazha, you want to hear the truth, right?"

"Say it."

"I want to think about it now."

Gulnazar suddenly pushed Jiang Yang down onto the mattress and covered him with her whole body.

Her long, slender legs straddled his body, her silky hair falling beside his cheeks, carrying a faint scent of shampoo.

Her chest heaved violently with her rapid breathing, softly pressing against his chest.

Jiang Yang could see the unease and longing flickering in Gulnazar's eyes, as well as a hint of determination: "Come on, I'll give you my life."

After Gulnazar finished speaking.

Lower your head.

He kissed her. (End of Chapter)