Out of control and sinking

Chapter 18 is my man

The purple shirt was draped loosely around her waist by him, the fabric wrinkled in many places. Under Bo Ye's cold gaze, Jiang Ruan felt a surge of anger.

What do you mean you can film kissing scenes but not erotic scenes?

When did she ever film a C-scene with someone?

His words were so offensive.

But then she remembered that she had provoked him first, and she had sworn never to film kissing scenes again, but she did this time.

Jiang Ruan took a deep breath.

She reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, leaning down slowly to get closer to him, her thick eyelashes fluttering like butterflies.

Bo Ye's eyes were calm and unwavering as he stared intently at her approaching until her soft, red lips kissed his thin lips. Suddenly, his composure crumbled.

His breathing became heavy, and his fingertips, which hung casually by his legs, trembled slightly.

So close, watching her kiss him so sweetly, like a marshmallow, gently pecking at him again and again.

But to him, it was clearly seduction.

It's a case of feigning reluctance while actually welcoming.

It's a temptation.

How could Bo Ye resist? He turned his head and bit her blushing earlobe, his voice hoarse and irritating: "Help me unbutton my clothes."

Jiang Ruan opened her eyes and reached out her hand.

But he grabbed her, his eyes brimming with barely concealed lust: "Use Z."

Jiang Ruan's face turned bright red.

"I can't," came a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

Bo Ye said in a low voice: "Try/Try."

Jiang Ruan had no choice but to give it a try.

The shirt is very thin, and the buttons are hard to unbutton.

Soon the area turned a deep purple.

It looks particularly eye-catching.

Jiang Ruan sighed helplessly; this shirt was probably ruined.

But I still tried my best.

The veins on the back of Bo Ye's hand, which was resting on her waist, were bulging, and her Adam's apple looked even more alluring.

Once the buttons were undone, Bo Ye lost all reason in an instant. He grabbed her waist and suddenly turned around.

Grabbing her slender, white neck, Bo Ye kissed her passionately and forcefully, like a robber.

What's even worse is that after Bo Ye bullied her until she cried, he kept questioning her in her ear.

"Are we still filming kissing scenes, hmm?"

His voice was hoarse.

Jiang Ruan gripped his muscular arm tightly, as if it were a lifeline, her voice trembling with tears: "I won't film anymore... Bo Ye..."

"Do you still dare?" he asked.

Jiang Ruan: "I wouldn't dare."

Bo Ye's forehead veins bulged, and his pale skin was covered in sweat. Seeing her on the verge of breaking, he felt no pity, but rather wanted to bully her even more.

He asked her again, "Who am I to you?"

“You are Bo Ye.” Jiang Ruan bit her lip.

"Who is Bo Ye to you?" His voice was cold.

Jiang Ruan felt dizzy, but her gaze clearly met the man's dark, deep eyes, and she felt as if she was about to be sucked in.

He drowned in his eyes.

Her throat was dry, hoarse: "He's my man."

Bo Ye was very satisfied with these words.

"Good girls need to be rewarded."

Jiang Ruan wanted to cry; could she really refuse this reward?

But she had no right to refuse.

In the very end, Jiang Ruan closed her eyes, and apart from breathing, she had no consciousness at all.

Like a tattered piece of white cloth.

Adorned with various colors.

Apart from the neck, it looks particularly frightening.

Her skin is so fair and delicate that even the slightest mark would look terrifying.

In a daze, Jiang Ruan felt herself being picked up.

Soon, hot water surrounded them.

It looks like someone is helping her take a bath.

But she didn't want to open her eyes at all.

Who is it?

Is it Bo Ye?
Jiang Ruan thought for a moment, then leaned against the wall and fell asleep.

The plaster on her knee would be ruined if it got wet, so Bo Ye quickly washed it, removed her makeup, cleaned her up, and then carried her back to the big bed.

She was fast asleep, her cheeks were fair and tender, and there was a row of shadows at the base of her eyelashes.

Bo Ye tore off the unwanted plaster.

He threw it into the trash can, then wiped his knee clean with a wet wipe, staring at the bruised knee with a deep look in his eyes.

Then I brought a new one and helped her put it on.

He covered himself with the blanket, picked up his pajamas, put them on, and went to the balcony to smoke a cigarette.

She didn't draw the curtains; after all, she's a celebrity and was afraid of paparazzi staking out the place at night.

It will cause unnecessary trouble.

He took out his phone and made a call.

Late at night, the man lowered his voice, his deep voice cold and menacing, like a demon king emerging from hell.

Giving orders.

After hanging up the phone, Bo Ye finished his cigarette and opened the window to ventilate the room.

A moment later, he returned to the bedroom.

He had just lay down next to her when, a few minutes later, she seemed to come to her senses and rolled into his arms.

Bo Ye paused, a look of surprise flashing across his dark eyes.

She nuzzled her fair cheek against his chest like a kitten, then fell asleep.

I felt inexplicably satisfied.

He reached out and put his arm around her waist; it was incredibly slender.

The two embraced and soon fell asleep.

the next day.

Jiang Ruan woke up at noon.

The bedroom curtains were drawn and the lights were off, making it pitch black. When Jiang Ruan opened her eyes, she thought it was the middle of the night.

I turned my head, but the person beside me was gone.

She blinked. Had he gone back to the capital?
Thinking this way, Jiang Ruan felt much better.

Finally, we got rid of that ancestor.

If she doesn't leave soon, she'll be leaving on her own.

Filming during the day is so tiring, and then you still have to work both mentally and physically at night.

No wonder she's exhausted.

But when I checked my phone, I found it was already midnight!
She slept until noon!
Jiang Ruan stared wide-eyed.

Fortunately, we were filming in the afternoon.

Otherwise, she would be dead.

Jiang Ruan breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at her skin, which was practically unsightly, she cursed Bo Ye a thousand times in her heart.

Jiang Ruan's legs were weak when she got dressed and got out of bed. What terrified her even more was...

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Bo Ye wearing loose pajamas, his shirt showing, his hair disheveled, sitting on her sofa working with a frown.
Jiang Ruan rubbed her eyes.

Why is he still here?
Did she open the door wrong?

"Awake?" Hearing the noise, Bo Ye took a moment to look up and saw her standing there blankly, looking silly.

The man's thin lips curved into a slight smile: "What are you standing there for? Still haven't you had enough sleep at this hour?"

Jiang Ruan almost blurted out: Why are you still here?

Why haven't you left yet?

How much longer are you going to stay here? Waaaaah!

Her back can't take it anymore.

Jiang Ruan walked over, rubbing her lower back, and sighed, "You've had enough sleep."

"I'm going to wash up. What would you like to eat? I'll have the hotel bring it up."

Bo Ye's eyes never left the computer screen, his hands were typing on the keyboard, he was obviously busy with work, and he said in a calm tone: "I've asked them to prepare it."

Jiang Ruan remembered that this hotel belonged to him.

Her lips twitched slightly, and she said indifferently, "Oh."

He turned around and went to the bathroom.

She had just finished washing up and opened the door.

Bo Ye was standing at the door.

Jiang Ruan was pondering something when she was suddenly startled: "What are you doing?"

"Wash up."

"Oh."

He wouldn't move aside, and Jiang Ruan couldn't get through.

What does it mean to just stand there and stare at him?
Let me go first.

this angle.

Bo Ye, however, thought she was staring at his chest.

The man raised an eyebrow slightly.

Bo Ye stood up straight, instantly becoming two heads taller than her, making her look like a primary school student due to the height difference.

Looking down at her, he casually tugged at the collar of his pajamas, revealing even more skin.

Lazy and casual, yet radiating charm.

The thing near the mouth: Have you seen enough? It's right there near the mouth.

Bo Ye had already prepared his tone.

I haven't had a chance to say it yet.

She said expressionlessly, "Could you move aside? You're blocking my way."

Bo Ye: "..."

Lunch was a light Chinese meal prepared by Bo Ye: red bean and barley porridge, egg pancakes, and a few vegetarian dishes.

There wasn't a single piece of meat in it.

It wasn't Jiang Ruan's usual iced Americano and toast.

But she was really hungry today.

I didn't eat anything last night, and he kept me up all night.

Upon smelling the aroma of food, she grabbed an egg pancake and stuffed it into her mouth like a starving ghost.

In contrast, Bo Ye was wearing a freshly ironed white shirt and black trousers, with the shirt sleeves rolled up to his forearms, exposing his strong, masculine arms to the air.

Her hair was parted in the middle and neatly styled.

He exudes the aura of a high-ranking boss.

He held a soup spoon in his hand, eating the porridge with gentlemanly, elegant, small sips.

My phone was playing the morning news, all in English.

Bo Ye has a habit of listening to the news in the morning.

Jiang Ruancai wouldn't listen to any of it.

At that moment, all she could see was the egg pancake.

The egg pancakes were fried until fragrant and tender, exuding the aroma of eggs.

Jiang Ruan had a great appetite and kept praising the egg pancake as she ate, "This egg pancake is so delicious!"

Bo Ye listened, glancing at her with his dark eyes.

Seeing her wolfing down her food, he frowned and said with disdain, "Eat slowly."

And nobody's going to take it from her.

He pushed the porridge in front of her: "Have some porridge."

Don't choke.

Just as Jiang Ruan swallowed the egg pancake in her mouth, Bo Ye handed her a tissue: "Wipe yourself."

Her lips were covered in oil.

Jiang Ruan: "..."

Screw the germaphobe gentleman.

She's starving, what's wrong with eating faster?

Can't you just move to another table if you can't stand him?
She reached out and took it, folded it twice, and wiped her mouth vigorously. She said, "Don't be disgusted. You have no idea how many times we've kissed each other."

Bo Ye: "..."

The two ate their own meals.

No one paid any attention to anyone else.

Jiang Ruan drank a bowl of porridge, then ladled out half a bowl.

I need to eat well so I have the energy to work after filming this afternoon.

Besides, who eats porridge at midday?

She wants to eat meat.

Seeing the man's ethereal, elegant way of eating porridge, Jiang Ruan felt disgusted.

Suddenly remembering something, she gripped the soup spoon tightly, ate her porridge, and tentatively asked, "When do you plan to go back to the capital?"

I've been here for two days now.

Aren't you leaving yet?
After saying that, Jiang Ruan silently ate her porridge, as if it had been mentioned casually.

When questioned, Bo Ye glanced at her and said in a nonchalant tone, "You seem to really want me to leave quickly."

"What, does leaving mean you won't be able to film your kissing scenes?"

"Cough!" Jiang Ruan couldn't help but choke on the porridge.

He turned his head and grabbed a tissue to cover his cough.

Her little face turned red from coughing.

Bo Ye frowned and raised his hand to pat her back: "How are you?"

Jiang Ruan coughed for a while.

He brought her some warm water and handed it to her: "Drink some water to calm down."

Jiang Ruan: "Thank you."

I drank half a glass of water before I felt better.

She put down her water glass, her cheeks flushed, and glared at him angrily: "Why did you bring this up again?"

Didn't we already move on from last night?
These two words have now become taboo for her.

But if we really don't film it, what will happen to the director...?

Jiang Ruan has another headache. Sigh.

Bo Ye said in a low voice, "I'm afraid you won't learn your lesson."

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