Wanton Provocation: Little Rose of Blazing Love

While Shen Yanzhou was rubbing Jiang Yuning's waist, he asked, "Is your waist still sore?"

His voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, brushing past Jiang Yuning's ears.

Jiang Yuning dodged his hand somewhat embarrassedly, rubbed his ears, and said in a low voice: "We are photographing, don't move."

Shen Yanzhou smiled disapprovingly and comforted her, "Don't worry, they didn't take pictures of us."

Jiang Yuning looked up doubtfully, and sure enough, she found that there was no camera pointing at them, so she breathed a sigh of relief. In that case, she let him rub it for a while, after all, her waist was indeed sore.

She whispered, "Then be more discreet."

Shen Yanzhou nodded, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a doting smile.

His fingers gently moved around Jiang Yuning's waist with moderate force. Every touch was delicate and gentle, allowing Jiang Yuning's originally tense body to gradually relax.

And where the two of them couldn't see, a camera was pointed at them.

【Ahhh! My waist is being rubbed! 】

[Oh my god! Shen Yanzhou's hands are so beautiful, and his fingers are so long.]

[Jiang Yunning's waist is so thin! Shen Yanzhou's palm can cover her entire waist. ]

[Jiang Yunning's back is hollow, so Shen Yanzhou touched her waist directly? ]

[We are an old married couple, touching each other’s waists is nothing.]

[Hehehe, that’s right, Jiang Yuning’s waist, the deadly knife~ I want to touch it too! ]

[My brother’s hands are not hands, and my sister’s waist is not a waist. If these two things were to be entangled together, wouldn’t it be a mess? ]

[I already have a picture in my mind—his big hands gently pinching the woman’s slender waist, and his hips exerting force…]

[Sister, keep going! I’ll give you a pen.]

[I'm coming! The man's hot breath fell on her ear, making her feel hot all over, as if an electric current was running through her body, making her feel numb and unbearable.]

[I'm coming too! She raised her head slightly, wanting to see his face, but he held her tighter, his thin lips gently caressing her ears, his voice low and magnetic: "That's right, don't look at others, just look at me."]

[Wow~ Oh my god, this is so exciting! ]

[Don't stop, keep writing! I can still do it! ]

[Okay, okay, how about this? His tongue tip gently licked her earlobe, and his hands also became dishonest, slowly stroking upwards along her waistline. ]

[Hiss, hiss, I can’t stand it anymore, my nose is bleeding! ]

【Wipe it quickly, hahahaha. 】

[Awesome, awesome! I admire you so much! ]

[Then I'll do it too—his fingers gently lifted her collar and moved down along her collarbone, causing a shudder wherever they went.]

[Fuck, who can stand this? ]

[Don't stop! Keep going! The sex scene in Moment in Peking depends on you. ]

[Don't worry—his fingertips gently pinched her nipples, she moaned, and her body leaned softly in his arms.]

[What kind of lewd words are these! ]

[What kind of lewd words are these! ]

Just as the young couple were being affectionate with each other, the question and answer session between Jing Yi and Zhang Lin was almost over.

"The last one is a big adventure." The director took out a deck of cards. "Please draw a card and complete the task on it! Just a reminder, the task is quite risky. If you don't want to complete it, you will have to pay 200 euros to offset it."

【Wow wow wow wow! So big! How big is it! 】

[Can we just arrange for these two to kiss each other? ]

[Our Yanzhou and Yunning also want this! ]

[No, no, no, our Yanzhou and Yunning need to kiss deeply for five minutes, not just a simple kiss.]

【Agree! 】

【This is what a romance show should be like. 】

Jing Yi couldn't help but complain: "Director, why are you so mean!"

The director chuckled and urged, "Hurry up and draw."

Jing Yi looked at Zhang Lin, and Zhang Lin motioned for her to draw.

Jing Yi took a deep breath, picked up a card in the middle, took a look at it, and then she was stunned.

"What is it?" Zhang Lin asked curiously.

"...Look for yourself." Jing Yi handed him the card.

Zhang Lin took it, took a look, and was a little surprised. He smiled and showed the card: "Director, aren't you afraid that the live broadcast room will be blocked?"

The camera was pointed at the card, on which was a line of large words - the woman sat on the man's lap and they looked at each other for one minute.

【This is acceptable!】

[It's not a kiss, but it's okay. ]

[I'm already looking forward to it. ]

[I knew this game wouldn't be that easy. ]

[We only stared at each other for a minute? That's a bit short. ]

[Sisters, we must be content. ]

……

The director smiled and said, "Don't worry, you won't be banned. Hurry up, it's just a matter of looking at each other."

Jing Yi took a deep breath and looked at Zhang Lin.

Zhang Lin smiled at her tenderly, patted his legs, and said, "Come on."

Jing Yi slowly stood up, and under the camera's gaze, she gently sat on Zhang Lin's thighs. Her eyes were a little nervous, but full of expectation, like a shy girl who was new to love.

The director's voice rang out on the scene: "Okay, you can start looking at each other."

Jing Yi took a deep breath, raised her head, and looked at Zhang Lin who was standing nearby.

Their eyes met, instantly igniting the ambiguous atmosphere in the air.

Zhang Lin's eyes were gentle and there was a faint smile on the corners of his mouth.

As time went by, the looks in their eyes gradually became unnatural, and Jing Yi's face began to turn slightly red.

One minute had already passed, but the director had bad intentions and didn't call for a stop.

When Jing Yi felt something was wrong, she couldn't help but ask, "Hasn't it been a minute yet?"

Jiang Yuning was chatting with Shen Yanzhou. Hearing the voice, he looked at the electronic clock beside him and said, "Three minutes have passed."

The director pretended to be surprised: "Ah? Three minutes have passed? I was careless."