Chinese Entertainment: Top-Tier Boyfriends of Young Actresses

Chapter 41 Reconciliation

Tian Xiwei neither responded nor refused.

She simply tilted her head back and looked at Su Yu with her bright, watery eyes.

Although she pretended to ignore Su Yu on the surface these days, she still longed to be close to him deep down.

They had only been together for a little over three months and were still in the honeymoon phase. After being apart for so many days, she not only missed Su Yu emotionally, but also physically.

She was already somewhat aroused when Su Yu kissed her on set, after all, Su Yu held her so tightly and kissed her so passionately in that scene.

Su Yu looked into her eyes, which were already filled with tacit approval.

He lowered his head and pressed his lips to Tian Xiwei's lips.

The moment they made contact, Tian Xiwei wrapped her arms around his neck.

The kiss turned wild and passionate from the very beginning.

Su Yu's hand wasn't idle either; it reached inside...

Tian Xiwei's breathing also became rapid.

"Su Yu..."

Her voice was tinged with emotion.

Without saying a word, Su Yu picked up Tian Xiwei and carried her to the bed.

.........

"Baby, hurry up..."

"Call me Daddy!"

.........

Two hours later, the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped.

"I'm not coming anymore, I can't take it anymore."

Tian Xiwei's voice was a little hoarse.

She hugged the blanket tightly to cover herself, only revealing a pair of wet, large eyes. Her face still had a lingering blush, and her chest was still rising and falling gently.

"You've done it three times already, aren't you tired yet?"

"What are you talking about? Don't you know my strength?"

Su Yu leaned against the headboard, his chest still damp with a thin layer of sweat, and some unidentified red marks appeared on his neck.

"Okay, okay."

Tian Xiwei shrank further into the blanket, her voice incredibly soft and sweet, "I have to film tomorrow, so please let me go."

Looking at her, Su Yu reached out and pulled her, blanket and all, into his arms, then leaned down and kissed her forehead.

"I'm not the kind of person who would make you suffer just for my own pleasure. That's enough for today."

After confirming that there was no risk of continuing to use the mugwort, Tian Xiwei, like a small animal that had relaxed its guard, slowly loosened the blanket, got out of bed, and walked towards the bathroom.

"Let's shower together, so as not to waste water."

When the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, Tian Xiwei came out wearing a bathrobe, holding a towel in her hand and drying her hair. Water droplets dripped from the ends of her hair onto her collarbone.

Su Yu sat on the edge of the bed wrapped in a bath towel. He patted the spot next to the bed and took out a hair dryer from the drawer.

"come over."

Tian Xiwei obediently sat down, her back to him.

The hairdryer hummed, and warm air brushed against her hair.

Su Yu ran his fingers through her hair, very gently.

She cut her hair into a mushroom cut for this drama, much shorter than her previous long hair. The ends of her hair just covered her earlobes, and it felt very soft to the touch, like a puppy.

You looked better with long hair.

"So you're just saying I don't look good right now?"

"You look good in both styles, I like them both. Long hair looks good, but you look good like this too."

Su Yu could now easily utter sweet words, so he turned her head back and continued to blow-dry her hair.

The hairdryer stopped, and the room became quiet again.

Tian Xiwei ran her fingers through her short, dried hair, then turned her head and looked intently at Su Yu.

"Did you really write that song yourself?"

Su Yu put the hair dryer into the drawer, paused for a moment, then closed the drawer and turned to look at her.

She had just finished showering, her cheeks still flushed from the steam, and her bright eyes looked at him in the dim light of the bedside lamp.

"Yeah, I wrote this especially for you. How about it? Are you happy?"

Tian Xiwei looked at him without saying a word. After a while, she suddenly reached out and hugged him, burying her face in his chest.

She hugged her tightly, as if she wanted to make up for all the hugs she had missed these past few days.

"Happy." Her voice was muffled, coming through his chest with a slight nasal tone.

Tian Xiwei lay on Su Yu's chest, her fingers unconsciously drawing circles on his chest.

"So how did you come up with the idea to write this song?" she suddenly asked, her tone filled with curiosity.

She had wanted to ask him this question a few days ago, but she was still angry with him and didn't want to talk to him. Now that they're together again, she finally has the chance to ask him.

Su Yu casually made up a reason: "It's because I wanted to see you at the time, so I came up with this idea."

Tian Xiwei gave him a disdainful look and poked his chest with her finger: "Just going through the motions."

Su Yu turned to look at Tian Xiwei.

Her face was so close, and looking at that delicate little face, Su Yu felt that the other woman he remembered from his previous life on the screen overlapped with the face in front of him.

A sudden, strong impulse surged within him, so he spoke, half-jokingly and half-seriously:

"Honey, have you ever heard of parallel universes?"

Tian Xiwei blinked: "I've heard of it, what's wrong?"

"Let me tell you, I actually came from a parallel universe."

Su Yu began to fabricate in a serious tone, "In that time and space, you were a high-profile superstar, while I was just an ordinary person. We were like parallel lines that never intersected, with no connection whatsoever."

Tian Xiwei tilted her head to look at him.

"But I fell in love with you, so I traveled through time to find you."

"And then, incidentally, I wrote my story into this song. How about that, not perfunctory at all, right?"

Tian Xiwei rolled her eyes at him, but the dimples at the corners of her mouth had already uncontrollably blossomed.

"With such a vivid imagination, why don't you write novels?"

"Writing novels? How much money can you make writing novels? It's not even a fraction of what an actor makes."

Su Yu shook his head; even a dog wouldn't write a novel.

Tian Xiwei was amused by his serious way of lying, her dimples blossomed, and her whole face lit up.

"Honey, I want to hear that song you wrote again."

"OK."

Su Yu nodded.

He cleared his throat and began to sing a cappella.