Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

Yin Su pressed forward aggressively, pulling Bo Bing into his arms, his gaze focused.

A godlike face, bathed in soft light from the fluorescent lamp, exuded a unique nobility and sanctity. A high, straight nose, thin lips slightly pursed, and eyebrows that drooped gently at the ends—his gentle, peach-blossom eyes were obscured by shadows cast by his eyelashes, while a single red dot between his brows hinted at a sinister, almost malevolent, allure.

Restraint, forbearance, and love were all hidden deep within the undercurrents of the Pishon River by the gods, used to nourish Eden.

The cool body temperature traveled from the man's fingertips to his lips.

Bo Bing lifted her eyelids, revealing a pair of slightly hooked, snake-like eyes so dark they seemed almost imperceptible.

Is this kid going too far? Bo Bing tilted her head slightly, a rebellious spirit rising in her heart.

"Would it be better if I said I got kissed...?"

The black-haired youth couldn't help but scrutinize the man in front of him who was increasingly disregarding him, his voice hoarse, "Aren't you pushing your luck a bit?"

Yin Su's fingers tightened slightly, like a large beast lurking in wait to hunt, yet at this moment he appeared incredibly patient. If one ignored the terrifying rage beneath his gentle exterior, he might truly seem like a kind-hearted pacifist.

Yin Su felt a slight pressure pain in his fingers, but he did not avoid it.

The young godfather gently bit his knuckle with his canine teeth, as if as a warning. However, this action seemed somewhat ambiguous and transgressive in this context, more like an animal cub looking for a gnawing tool, with a kind of innocent teasing.

“It’s not exactly good,” Yin Su said, forcefully prying open the other’s beautiful teeth with his knuckles, revealing the tender red tongue and oral mucosa. He tilted his head slightly, “It makes me feel like I’m being taken advantage of by an indirect kiss.”

Bo Bing was caught off guard and had his teeth caught by the other party. His biting force was not yet able to compete with Yin Su's finger strength honed by years of rock climbing. Moreover, he did not expect that modern society would still need such a primitive biting attack method to help him escape.

Hearing Yin Su calmly share his thoughts, he couldn't help but chuckle, but his lips were held back, so he could only grip the other's wrist.

"Your teeth are a bit sharp, do they sometimes cut your mouth?"

Feeling the pain in his wrist, Yin Su loosened his grip on the young man slightly and pondered earnestly with a tender expression, "I need to go to the dentist to have it smoothed out a bit."

"Bastard," the young man mumbled, his teeth still aching from the blows.

Can this guy please stop talking to himself?

“Such a strong perfume scent,” Yin Su stared at the young man. “I heard from Zhang Baoshan’s deputy that the people they called in back then… my godfather doesn’t discriminate between meat and vegetables?”

Bo Bing gave a dry laugh. "It's for business purposes; I can't hit them."

“Hmm,” Yin Su nodded in agreement. “So you’re implying that I was indirectly kissed, right, Godfather?”

His tone was calm.

—The calm before the storm.

[Sensitive] Startup.

【Feixia】Start.

Bo Bing was alert, but she was always a step behind. Yin Su no longer gave her gentle and tender kisses; instead of taking things step by step, he brutally attacked and plundered her territory.

"Don't stick your tongue out—"

The weak protest was like the resistance of a dying beast, but clearly, the movie star, blinded by jealousy, wouldn't listen to him.

"Looks like my kissing skills are better, Godfather."

Deprived of oxygen, Yin Su's skillful kisses caused Bo Bing to be gripped by a terrifying, tingling sensation that triggered her pleasure. Her body twitched slightly, her mind went blank, and her limbs felt light and airy.

The sound of rain.

When Bo Bing regained her senses, she realized that the person who had tasted the sweetness was not satisfied with this, so she quickly grabbed the other person's arm as they were walking down, saying, "This is a hospital."

“I know,” Yin Su licked his slightly chapped lips, staring at the alluring beauty mark under the other’s eye, reluctant to look away. “He Jinlan is guarding the corridor, no one will come in… Father hasn’t answered my question yet.”

"I didn't let anyone kiss me," Bo Bing felt like she had jumped into a pit she had dug herself, "I dodged everything."

Upon hearing this, the movie star finally showed a decent smile, his eyes crinkling beautifully. "So it's just me?"

Thin ice remained silent.

"Only you."

These words are like the undercurrents beneath the Pishon River.

[A thing as valuable as gold, pearls, and agate]

Having slept for just over two hours, just as dawn broke and the rain hadn't stopped, Bo Bing, unable to bear the smell on her body, woke Yin Su, and the two returned to Bo Bing's house together.

After washing up, the two snuggled into the warm, dry bed, ready to go back to sleep.

Why did my godfather get involved in this?

Yin Su hugged the young man contentedly. The young man's body was once again filled with the cool scent of jasmine. He buried his head in the back of the young man's neck. "We could have waited for the police to handle it."

Bo Bing was a little sleepy, but she still explained to him, "Do you remember the human traffickers we encountered when we were filming a program in J Province before?"

"I remember," Yin Su could never forget this. "Weren't they all confirmed dead and imprisoned back then? Is it related to this?"

“They were a group of mentally unstable drug dealers at the time,” Bo Bing said, closing his eyes. “There was a familiar face among the thugs this time. The van driver jumped out of the van, and I thought he was going to die, but I didn’t expect that he would not only survive, but also appear among this group of people.”

It looks like there's a giant net.

"Something's fishy."

Yin Su followed Bo Bing's train of thought and continued, "Changing identities isn't that easy. Something else must have happened between J and S. But clearly, this guy has considerable power behind him. To be able to cause this trouble under Lord Yin Feng's nose, I don't know if you should say they're bold or just fearless in giving Lord Yin Feng a hard time."

Bo Bing nodded. "These guys can be called an anti-social armed group. The source of their guns and drugs must be a big problem. This time, even the Shuangkou branch has been dragged into this."

You mean Lü Shuang?

Yin Su frowned slightly, "If it's related to her..."

That might involve forces in Southeast Asia, a power struggle? But it doesn't seem so now, it's more like a grab for interests.

"The problem might be even bigger. This place is a real mixed bag, and that's exactly what she came here for."

Bo Bing sighed, "These criminals are no good either. I don't think even if Guan Yinshan and his team investigate, they won't be able to find out who's behind them so quickly."

"My godfather's business and health are more important. We don't need to worry about these unexpected events."

Yin Su comforted him, "We can always find a solution."

"Starting a business is so difficult."

Bo Bing shrank further into the blanket, her voice muffled.

She's kind of endearing.

Yin Su tightened his arms around him. "Godfather is being affectionate again."

"Does that sound like it?"

Bo Bing laughed.