Chapter 141 Gained a Great Deal

They were so close that they could see each other's eyelashes, and a peculiar scent filled the air.

This smell is deceptive and blinding.

Lin Qingxia could clearly hear Li Jiangbo's heartbeat; it was strong and powerful, pounding rhythmically!

Li Jiangbo could also hear her heartbeat clearly; the sound was chaotic, like a deer that couldn't find its way home and was running around aimlessly.

Their eyes darted around, neither of them knowing what the other was thinking, yet they seemed to know what the other was thinking.

Li Jiangbo watched helplessly as a pair of delicate, bright red lips drew closer and closer until they pressed against his own.

At this moment, Li Jiangbo's hand involuntarily moved from Lin Qingxia's waist upwards.

The movement was very slow, very slow, until it reached Lin Qingxia's neck.

He hugged her tightly, and Lin Qingxia let out a soft cry.

As Lin Qingxia cried out, the two men's movements became more and more intense, and the air in their mouths became less and less.

They reluctantly parted ways when they were almost out of breath.

Lin Qingxia looked at Li Jiangbo in front of her with hazy eyes, while Li Jiangbo stared straight at Lin Qingxia.

Suddenly, "What's that?"

She got up in confusion, and when she saw what it was, her face instantly turned rosy red, making her look incredibly cute.

Lin Qingxia said sweetly, "Director Li, you're hitting me!"

Li Jiangbo first asked doubtfully, "Really?" Then, as if realizing something, he gave a mischievous laugh.

"Ugh!!"

Before Lin Qingxia could finish speaking, he pulled her into his arms again.

Their lips met again.

Their movements became increasingly exaggerated, and they wore less and less clothing until they were left only in their underwear.

Lin Qingxia pushed Li Jiangbo away and whispered, "Director Li, I want to take a shower first."

After saying that, he went into the bathroom without looking back.

Watching Lin Qingxia's graceful figure disappear into the distance, Li Jiangbo hurriedly said, "Wait for me! To save water, let's shower together!"

The sound of running water came from inside the room.

About 15 minutes later, the sound of running water stopped, and heavy breathing filled the room again.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Jiangbo carried Lin Qingxia out of the bathroom in a princess carry, then gently tossed her onto the bed.

Lin Qingxia's eyes, which had been rolling to the sky, finally recovered from the fall.

Although she recovered, the 180-pound Li Jiangbo pressed down on her so hard that she screamed in surprise.

"It's pressing on my hair!"

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Lin Qingxia muttered, "Annoying!"

She pushed Li Jiangbo away, then took a step and sat down on him.

The beds in the foreign guesthouse were neither particularly good nor bad.

Compared to the Peninsula Hotel in Hong Kong, it's like comparing heaven and earth.

But compared to hotels in mainland China, it's definitely in the top five.

Li Jiangbo just felt that this bed was better than the bed in the Xiangjiang Hotel. Why?

Because the bed doesn't wobble and it's soundproof.

After struggling for more than an hour, the bed remained completely still.

There wasn't even a knock on the door; after all, this is mainland China, where the crackdown on prostitution is very intense.

This also prevents people like Zhu Lin from eavesdropping.

Two hours later, Lin Qingxia rolled her eyes to the heavens once again.

Li Jiangbo lit a cigarette, looked at the streaks of blood on the bed sheet, and felt a deep sense of emotion.

The two Qins fought over Qingxia for so long, only to have him take the first kill. How could the two Qins possibly accept this?

Just then, Lin Qingxia hugged Li Jiangbo from behind, "It's all your fault, what are we going to do with these sheets?"

Li Jiangbo exhaled a puff of smoke and waved his hand, "It's nothing, I'll just pay the full price."

Lin Qingxia nodded, nestled in Li Jiangbo's arms, and looked at him affectionately.

After finishing his cigarette, Li Jiangbo kissed her forehead. "Go to sleep early, you have to take the train tomorrow."

Silent all night.

The next day, Lin Qingxia suffered a backlash.

She found it difficult to talk about this backlash, after all, she was ill and limped, and her legs were weak when she walked.

Fortunately, Zhang Xinyan's men were driving. Otherwise, Lin Qingxia wouldn't know how to get to the train station.

Li Jiangbo was very considerate; he helped Lin Qingxia the whole way after they entered the train station.

However, Lin Qingxia pinched and squeezed his soft flesh again and again.

After boarding the train, Lin Qingxia fell asleep as soon as she arrived, as if she hadn't slept at all the night before.

Lin Qingxia didn't wake up until she arrived in Zhengzhou. The film crew then changed trains and boarded a train bound for Dengfeng.

By the time the bus arrived in Dengfeng, it was already midnight.

Zhang Xinyan had already arranged for a car to pick them up, and everyone got into the car in a daze.

The film crew found a guesthouse in the county town at the foot of the mountain and settled in. It wasn't until noon the next day that everyone carried the props and headed to the Zhongyue Temple.

Li Jiangbo ignored the film crew and took Lin Qingxia for a stroll around the Zhongyue Temple.

When the two returned, Zhang Xinyan had already set up the film crew and the cameras were all in place, just waiting for the lead actors to get their makeup done.

Li Jiangbo had read the script, and when he looked at the props prepared by the crew, his brows furrowed.

It looks like they're filming the scene of Jueyuan receiving the precepts.

Without saying a word, he led Lin Qingxia to Zhang Xinyan, who was overseeing the actors' makeup.

"Director Zhang, if I'm not mistaken, you're preparing to film the scene where Jueyuan takes his vows, right?"

Zhang Xinyan nodded, "Yes, this route is easy to film and simple, we can get it in one take, and it's all about creating a festive atmosphere."

Li Jiangbo shook his head. "I can't get a tattoo."

Zhang Xinyan was taken aback. "Why can't we get the ordination scars done?"

"What era are you filming about?"

Zhang Xinyan blurted out, "Of course it's the Tang Dynasty! The story of the thirteen monks saving the Tang Emperor is a tale from the late Sui and early Tang Dynasties, and it's even engraved on a stone tablet on the back mountain of Shaolin Temple."

Li Jiangbo laughed and said, "Since it's the Tang Dynasty, we can't use ordination scars. After all, ordination scars only appeared during the Mongol Yuan Dynasty. If you have Li Lianjie filming with several ordination scars on his head, anyone in the know will immediately see that something's wrong."

"Really? I really don't know, Director Li, are you sure?"

Li Jiangbo nodded. "Besides, this place isn't suitable for filming the ordination scene. I suggest we go to Shaolin Temple and film the scene at the temple gate. Anyway, Shaolin Temple isn't far from here."

Zhang Xinyan wanted to say something, but Li Jiangbo waved his hand to interrupt him, "If you don't believe me, go to Shaolin Temple later and ask the old monks there. They know more than you do."

Zhang Xinyan stopped talking and called the film crew to go to Shaolin Temple.

When they arrived at Shaolin Temple, they saw a bare temple gate.

Push open the door and you'll see a ruin, with only a few small halls standing among the mountains.

Zhang Xinyan called on the crew to set up the scene again, but this time he didn't need to keep an eye on it, since it was just an empty shot and it wouldn't matter whether he was there or not.

After a while, Zhang Xinyan suddenly stood dejectedly in front of Li Jiangbo.

"Director Li, you're right. The ordination scars only appeared during the Mongol Yuan Dynasty. Those old monks talked to me for a long time, saying that they were called incense burn scars and were stipulated by Kublai Khan, the Yuan Dynasty emperor. They didn't exist in the Tang Dynasty!"

Li Jiangbo laughed heartily, "It's alright, it's alright, let's continue filming as usual."

Zhang Xinyan scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, and asked, "How do we film the scene of the ordination ceremony?"

Li Jiangbo thought for a moment, "Let's try a different approach! Let's film the scene of Jueyuan's tonsure. Totem tonsure is always a valid method; it existed in the Tang Dynasty."

Zhang Xinyan slapped his thigh. "That's right! How come I didn't think of that?"

He secretly noted down Li Jiangbo's suggestion and prepared to film according to Li Jiangbo's advice when he went to Zhejiang.

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