The only SSSS-level fertility constitution in the entire interstellar space

In the scene, Lu Qing, holding a short whip, approaches Ling Mo, who is bound by chains, step by step.

Her gaze held amusement and a condescending scrutiny as the whip handle slowly slid down the man's jawline, across his Adam's apple and collarbone, finally settling on the menacing whip marks on his chest, pressing lightly.

Xie Linyu, who plays Ling Mo, has taut muscles all over his body, his amber wolf eyes burning with humiliation, his jawline taut, and his Adam's apple bobbing violently.

The image slowly pans across the screen, each frame filled with a sense of humiliation and violation.

The living room was quiet except for the sound coming from the projector screen.

Lu Yao watched intently, even unconsciously holding her breath.

This is the plot she wrote, and when it is performed, the visual impact far exceeds that of the words.

Xie Linyu's performance was impeccable, perfectly capturing the complex and restrained state of mind of "Ling Mo," who was unyielding yet forced to endure humiliation.

She instinctively clenched her fingers.

Just then, a warm hand covered the back of her hand.

Lu Yao was slightly taken aback and turned to look at Fu Ciyan beside her.

The man remained leaning back on the sofa, seemingly relaxed, but his deep black eyes appeared much more somber than usual.

He held her hand, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the back of her hand, before finally pressing her hand onto his firm abdominal muscles.

He didn't speak, but the lines of his profile were taut.

Lu Yao's heart tightened; the sensation under her palm instantly diverted her attention from the screen.

However, Fu Ciyan did not look at her; his gaze was fixed on the screen, as if all his actions were merely subconscious.

In the living room, the light and shadow flickered.

Every tremor of Xie Linyu's muscles and every movement of his Adam's apple on the screen was accompanied by low, suppressed gasps, amplified by the speakers and echoing clearly throughout the living room.

Lu Yao couldn't help but blush, her fingertips curled slightly, and the abdominal muscles under her palm rose and fell slightly with Fu Ciyan's steady breathing, carrying a burning heat.

She tried to pull her hand back, but Fu Ciyan held it down, not giving her a chance to break free.

When Xie Linyu looked away from the screen and at Lu Yao beside him, he noticed that her cheeks were flushed and her dark eyes seemed to be misty, making them look moist and bright.

She appeared both shy and somewhat bewildered.

He didn't arrogantly assume that Lu Yao acted that way because of his performance in the drama; it must be that 'bastard' Fu Ciyan who did something!

Unfortunately, Lu Yao's body blocked the view, so Fu Ciyan's movements couldn't be clearly seen.

But Xie Linyu was already too busy to pay attention to the plot: "The next part of the filming will be the stage where the relationship between 'Lu Qing' and 'Ling Mo' heats up. I will need Miss Lu Yao's guidance at that time, and I may also have to trouble you to act with me."

Upon hearing Xie Linyu's words, Lu Yao clearly felt Fu Ciyan tighten his grip on her hand.

She feigned composure and said, "Of course, no problem."

"However, speaking of which, there aren't many ambiguous interactions between 'Lu Qing' and 'Ling Mo.' Was this intentionally arranged?"

Unexpectedly, Xie Linyu asked this question. Lu Yao was slightly taken aback, and then thought helplessly, what else could it be? Of course, it's because she was afraid of being censored when she wrote short stories before.

For her first work here, unaware of the boundaries, she naturally dared not write anything too explicit.

"Not really, it was just that at the beginning, we weren't sure how well readers and websites would accept this."

"I see. Will there be more later?"

"Probably not. Just keep it as it is. It feels good enough. It's alluring without being erotic, with a pure sense of desire."

"Yes." Xie Linyu nodded. "That's what I think too."

With their conversation, the first episode came to an end.

At the same time, both Lu Yao and Xie Linyu's terminals rang. They didn't know when, but they had been added to a group chat:

[The premiere of "Temptation of the Wife" is a huge hit! It's number one in real-time discussion! The top three topics are all related to the show!] He Shang's excited voice came through the terminal, followed by a screenshot of the statistics sent by Director Wang, and a series of exclamations and congratulations from Qinghe editor.

Lu Yao's eyes lit up instantly. She quickly opened her social media platform and found that her private messages and comment section were almost overwhelmed, and the speed at which the popularity soared far exceeded her expectations.

She couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth into a bright smile.

"Congratulations." Fu Ciyan's voice rang in my ears.

"Thank you!" Lu Yao turned to look at him, her eyes curving into crescents.

Xie Linyu's gaze fell on the congratulatory messages that were going viral in the group chat, and a faint smile of pride appeared on his lips.

"As expected," he said. "Miss Lu Yao, you can start preparing for your upgrade."

Lu Yao blushed at his teasing and said, "No, no, it's all thanks to everyone's hard work. I couldn't have done this by myself."

"Don't underestimate yourself. The most important thing is that your script is good. Maybe I can ride on Miss Lu Yao's coattails and win a few more awards."

"If that's the case, then you have to remember to treat me to a meal!" Lu Yao was genuinely happy, so much so that she completely relaxed.

Xie Linyu looked at her undisguised satisfaction, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, and gazed intently at her. "Definitely."

As soon as he finished speaking, a hand appeared around Lu Yao's waist, and the next second, Lu Yao was picked up by Fu Ciyan.

The girl gasped and hurriedly wrapped her arms around Fu Ciyan's neck. She met the man's dark eyes, which held confusion and unconcealed joy.

"It's getting late, Yaoyao, we haven't finished our mission yet," Fu Ciyan gently reminded her. "Let's go back to your room and celebrate together."

"Fu Ciyan..." she muttered softly, her ears already red. She didn't dare to look at Xie Linyu, who was still sitting on the sofa, but she didn't break free from Fu Ciyan's embrace, letting him carry her upstairs.

Xie Linyu's faint smile froze for a moment, and a cold light flashed deep in his blue eyes.

He watched as Fu Ciyan unabashedly picked up Lu Yao and carried her horizontally, watching Lu Yao's profile, which appeared even more vivid and alluring due to her panic, and watching her slender arms wrapped around Fu Ciyan's neck in a dependent manner, her eyes closed despite her embarrassment.

He felt an urge to snatch Lu Yao away from him.

After Fu Ciyan and Lu Yao left, the large living room became completely quiet. Xie Linyu sat stiffly on the sofa for a long time before getting up and going upstairs.

He didn't want to think about what Fu Ciyan and Lu Yao were doing at that moment; it would make him feel suffocated.

However, some people did not do as he wished; their steps suddenly stopped at the corner of the stairs.

He watched in disbelief as everything unfolded in the room opposite.

Fu Ciyan didn't close the door!

Although the room was dark and nothing could be seen except for a tiny, shimmering white light, his mind was able to fill in all the details for him.