Huayu: The young actress is heavily dependent on me

"I can still drink—"

Meng Ziyi clung to Chen Li's shoulder, mumbling incoherently.

Chen Li put one arm around her waist and pushed open the bar door with the other.

The night wind from Hengdian suddenly rushed in, making people shiver with cold.

As the wind blew, Meng Ziyi shrank closer to him.

The scent of shampoo mixed with the smell of alcohol warmed his neck.

"cold......"

She buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled.

Chen Li took a deep breath.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Sister Meng's little hands kept wandering around, touching him all over.

You female pervert, don't let me catch you and teach you a lesson!

The distance from the bar to the hotel isn't far, about a ten-minute walk.

But in those ten minutes, Meng Ziyi stepped on his foot three times, almost tripped twice, and even stopped midway to declare righteously that he was not drunk.

"I'm not drunk."

"Drunk people all say they're not drunk."

"Are you drunk?"

"I'm not drunk."

"Then you're drunk too."

"..."

Chen Li decided not to argue with the drunkard.

The lights in the hotel elevator were blindingly white.

Meng Ziyi leaned against the elevator wall, her head slowly drooping downwards.

Chen Li reached out and held her shoulder, and her body slid over to him, leaning against him softly.

The elevator dinged, indicating that the floor had been reached.

Chen Li took the room key from her bag and opened the door.

As soon as Meng Ziyi entered the room, she broke free from his hand and stumbled inside.

"bed......"

She mumbled a shout and lunged straight at the large bed.

She lay face down on the bed, her buttocks slightly sticking out.

The jeans were low-rise, with two small indentations at the waist.

Chen Li stood by the bed, his Adam's apple bobbing.

Sister Meng's pose...

It's so tempting to commit a crime!

He bent down, completely removed her down jacket from her arms, and threw it onto the chair next to him.

Then pull up the blanket and cover yourself from the feet up, little by little.

Meng Ziyi was wrapped up tightly, with only her rosy face and disheveled long hair showing.

Chen Li sat down on the edge of the bed and quietly looked at Meng Ziyi's face.

"Hey, Sister Meng, can you please stop pretending to be drunk?"

The breathing inside the blanket stopped for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, Meng Ziyi opened his eyes.

She chuckled and blinked a little shyly.

"How did you figure that out?"

She wrapped herself in the blanket and snuggled closer to Chen Li.

"Have you ever seen a truly drunk person who knows to brush their hair aside when they fall onto the bed?"

Chen Li looked down at her and rolled her eyes speechlessly.

"You're worried about hurting your hair, right?"

Meng Ziyi was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Oh dear, you found out."

"I thought you wouldn't be able to control yourself and would do something bad to me."

"How could that be? I have principles!" Chen Li said righteously.

Just kidding, he would never do something so degrading!

The main problem is that this only provides temporary relief; what happens when you sober up?

Chen Li can tell the difference between a full meal and a full meal.

Meng Ziyi was taken aback upon hearing this, then stared intently at Chen Li with burning eyes.

If Chen Li were to take advantage of him tonight, Meng Ziyi would not refuse.

However, Chen Li failed to control the large head with the small head.

That's a big plus!

"So you're not planning to do anything to me tonight?"

Meng Ziyi's voice softened, carrying a hint of coquetry.

"What's wrong, disappointed?"

"cut."

Meng Ziyi turned over and buried her face in the pillow.

Chen Li stood up, but her cuff was suddenly pinched gently by two fingers.

He looked down and saw Meng Ziyi sticking out a small hand from under the covers.

"Don't go."

Chen Li did not move.

The hand then climbed up and grabbed his wrist.

Meng Ziyi turned over, and the blanket slipped off her shoulders, revealing a small patch of fair skin below her collarbone.

"Chen Li".

Do you hate me?

Chen Li's brow twitched.

"no."

"Then why...?"

Meng Ziyi bit her lower lip, her eyelashes drooped down, then lifted up again, a thin layer of water glistening in her eyes.

"Why don't you touch me?"

The heater in the room was humming.

Chen Li remained silent for a moment, looking at Meng Ziyi's rosy lips and affectionate eyes.

"Sister Meng."

He finally spoke, his voice a few decibels lower than usual.

"You know that's not what I meant."

"In this industry, you never know what tomorrow will bring. Film contracts, schedules, public opinion, capital—none of these are within your control."

He paused.

"I can't give you any title or any promises."

Meng Ziyi listened quietly, then suddenly smiled.

She propped herself up, looked up at him, and said, "I don't care about what you're saying."

I don't need any promises from you.

Her fingers tightened, pulling him closer to her.

"I just want to... give my first time to the person I like."

"Is that not allowed?"

Chen Li's Adam's apple bobbed.

Taking advantage of his momentary daze, Meng Ziyi suddenly pulled him hard.

Chen Li was caught off guard and was pulled down onto the bed by her.

Before she could even feel smug, he was already on top of her, his arms supporting her shoulders.

Their breaths mingled together.

Meng Ziyi reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, tilted her head back, and kissed him.

His movements were terribly clumsy; his teeth bumped against his lower lip, carrying the sweet taste of fruit wine.

Chen Li's mind went blank for a moment.

Then he smelled the faint scent of gardenias from the crook of her neck and felt her heartbeat against his chest.

His arms slowly tightened.

The kiss went from awkward to tender, from tentative to passionate.

Meng Ziyi was breathless from his kisses, her fingers gripping the back of his shirt tightly.

When the two finally separated, Chen Li's forehead touched hers.

His eyes were slightly red, and his voice was hoarse.

"Sister Meng."

I can't make any promises to you.

He paused, emphasizing each word.

"But as long as I'm still in this industry, I can give you a future."

Meng Ziyi blinked, and a tear slid from the corner of her eye into her temple.

Then she smiled, her eyes crinkling as she smiled, just like always.

"That's more like it."

She pulled him down.

The night outside the window in Hengdian was as thick as ink.

For some, however, the night is just beginning.

......

Sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains, and an ambiguous atmosphere lingered in the room.

Lace lingerie and stockings lay on the floor, and a red stain remained on the messy bed sheet.

Meng Ziyi groaned and woke up rubbing her eyes, her cheeks still flushed.

Chen Li was absolutely incredible yesterday.

It turns out those adult films I watched with my girlfriends were all lies.

It made me think that after being tormented once, I would have time to rest.

Unexpectedly, Chen Li didn't stop at all, one wave after another...

"Hmm... Chen Li?"

Meng Ziyi groped around in a daze, and involuntarily wanted to hug the man who had made her unable to resist him yesterday.

Wait, why is nobody here?

Meng Ziyi instantly regained consciousness and immediately sat up.

The room was empty.

Meng Ziyi panicked immediately, feeling a tightness in his chest.

They just left like that?

Just then, the doorbell rang.

"Who?"

Meng Ziyi asked warily, gripping the blanket tightly in his hand.

"I am Chen Li."

Upon hearing this, Meng Ziyi immediately beamed with joy and quickly got out of bed, limping as he went to open the door.

That scared me to death!

I thought he was the kind of heartless man who would take advantage of someone!