novellhall Chapter 50 is called that...
Chapter 50 is called that...
Dilraba returned to her room 1808 and closed the door.
She kicked off her shoes, stepped barefoot onto the carpet, walked to the window, and gazed at the dazzling night view of Hengdian.
The image of Chen Nianbei's calm and gentle face in the elevator and his words, "Get some rest," were still replaying in my mind.
For some reason, that seemingly ordinary phrase now stirred a slight sweetness in her heart.
She shook her head, trying to shift her attention to tomorrow's scenes, but her thoughts kept wandering back to those calm eyes and upright figure.
"I can't think about it anymore, Dilraba!"
She whispered to herself, then went into the bathroom and washed her face with cold water.
The girl in the mirror had a slightly flushed face. She took a few deep breaths, changed into her pajamas, and decided to go to bed early to avoid overthinking.
The hotel rooms were reasonably soundproof, but not completely soundproof.
As she lay in bed, turned off the bedside lamp, and let the darkness and silence envelop her, some subtle sounds began to become clearer.
At first, there were only indistinct sounds, like someone moving around in the next room.
Dilraba didn't pay attention, turned over, and continued to try to fall asleep.
But gradually, the tone of his voice changed.
A strange sound, intermittent yet incredibly clear, pierced through the wall and entered her ears.
Dilraba's body froze instantly, her cheeks flushed red, and even her ears turned bright red.
She abruptly pulled the blanket up over her head, her heart pounding in her chest.
What are they doing next door?
This is too much...
"Really... shouting so loudly..."
Reba buried her face in the pillow, cursing under her breath in embarrassment and anger.
But the voice seemed to have a magical power, drilling into her ears and unconsciously conjuring up some embarrassing images in her mind.
At this moment, she unconsciously recalled some scenes from the past few days when she spent time with Chen Nianbei.
A few days ago, Chen Nianbei was filming a scene where Ling Yue was practicing swordsmanship. He needed to go shirtless to show off his muscle definition.
She glanced at him from afar and only remembered his smooth, firm back muscles and broad arms...
At the time, I just thought, "He's in great shape," but now that image is vividly clear in my mind, burning with passion.
On another occasion, after filming an intense fight scene, the outline of his muscles was faintly visible under his clothes...
And then there's the fleeting glimpse of his abs as he casually lifts his shirt to wipe away sweat...
Her rational mind told her she should put on her headphones immediately or take a shower to calm down.
But the sound was like a feather, brushing against her nerves.
As if by some strange twist of fate, she...
At that moment, all she could think about was Chen Nianbei's face.
The way he calmly reads the script, the focused look in his eyes when he directs his own acting.
The warm hand that supported me, and some...
Imagined scenes that made her blush and her heart race.
The sounds from next door grew increasingly urgent...
I don't know how much time passed...
Satisfied sounds came from both rooms, separated by a wall.
Then, the world fell into a brief silence. Dilraba lay exhausted on the bed, panting heavily, her chest heaving violently with excitement.
A wave of immense shame washed over her, a feeling that instantly overwhelmed her.
What did she do?
She was actually listening to the sounds from next door, thinking about Chen Nianbei….
She sat up abruptly in bed, rushed into the bathroom, turned on the cold water, and fiercely splashed water on her face and hands.
The cool water made her a little more awake, but the reactions on her face and body lingered for a long time.
Looking at myself in the mirror, my eyes were still a little dazed, and my lips were red and swollen from being bitten by my own teeth.
A captivating blush graced her neck and cheeks, giving her an aura she had never possessed before.
She dared not look any longer, quickly washed up, changed into a clean set of pajamas, lay back down on the bed, and wrapped herself tightly in the blanket.
However, just as her heartbeat slowed down and she thought she could fall asleep.
The sounds from next door started to come up again, faintly!
Reba closed her eyes in despair, trying to cover her ears with a pillow to block out the deadly sound.
But the voice seemed to be alluring, and the image of Chen Nianbei that uncontrollably surfaced in her mind again made her body restless.
This night was exceptionally long for Reba in room 1808.
The intermittent noises from next door kept her tossing and turning, unable to sleep at all.
As dawn broke, the neighborhood finally fell completely quiet.
……
The next morning, when Chen Nianbei got up, Nazha was already gone. He glanced at the messy battlefield, the scattered pillows, and the tattered...
He picked up his phone and glanced at it; Naza had sent him a message that morning:
"I have to go now, or I'll miss my train. Love you, remember to think of me." [Heart]
Chen Nianbei smiled slightly and replied, "You can still get up? Looks like you haven't been through enough."
"You're awake? You said that, but I've been up all night and I'm still in pain!"
Naza replied after a while, and you could almost picture her coquettish expression through the words.
Chen Nianbei put on her clothes, returned to her room without lingering, took a shower, and prepared to leave for the film set.
……
The film crew's dressing room.
Dilraba had faint dark circles under her eyes, so heavy they looked like they could fall to the ground. She looked a bit tired, and the makeup artist had to use concealer and foundation to barely cover it up.
Chen Nianbei had already finished her Ling Yue look and was sitting quietly to the side reading the script.
He looked refreshed and his eyes were clear, just like usual.
Reba's gaze involuntarily drifted towards him.
When she saw his calm and expressionless face, and thought about her fantasies and actions last night, a huge sense of shame instantly overwhelmed her, and her cheeks burned uncontrollably.
She quickly lowered her head, pretending to adjust the sleeves of her costume, her heart pounding.
"Reba, didn't you sleep well last night?"
Yang Mi walked over at some point, glanced at her, and frowned slightly.
"You look a little pale."
"Ah... I had a bit of insomnia and didn't sleep well."
Reba hurriedly explained, her voice slightly hoarse.
Yang Mi didn't ask any more questions, she just patted her shoulder:
"Then you should adjust your mindset; you have a lot of scenes to film today."
"Yes, I know, Honey."
Reba nodded, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress the chaotic thoughts in her mind.
However, when she arrived at the film set, she saw Chen Nianbei, dressed in a blue and white Taoist robe, standing tall and straight like a pine tree, in his assigned position.
His gaze was calm, but as he looked at her, the vivid fantasies and bodily memories from the previous night surged back uncontrollably.
Her legs felt weak, and the blush she had managed to suppress on her face reappeared.
Before filming even began, Dilraba already felt she was about to give up on the role of Fuqu, who was caught red-handed by Ling Yue after sneaking down the mountain.