American Entertainment: Taylor Swift wrote a song for the beginning

Chapter 144 First Love (Subscription Request)

"Never been in love?" Ryan and Taylor said in unison.

"Yeah, I'm usually very busy, and with my height, it's hard to find a suitable partner, so it's been like this until now." Carly lowered her eyebrows, a little embarrassed.

Taylor found it a little unbelievable: "Then let Ryan teach you, he is very experienced."

"I don't mind anyway." Ryan accepted reluctantly.

"It's settled then, Carly, you come back to Nashville with me first..." Taylor made the decision.

·
Ten days later, Punta Cana, Dominican Republic.

Tyra drove to the local airport to take Karlie Kloss to the single-family ocean view suite that Ryan rented.

"It's so beautiful here!" Karlie Kloss held the railing and looked at the blue sea and sky. The water and the sky were one color, the palm trees swayed slightly in the sun, and the air was filled with the fresh smell of sea salt. All this made her feel particularly comfortable living in the high-rise city community of New York.

Ryan was basking in the sun on a lounge chair. He had changed into a Hawaiian-style floral shirt and was wearing flip-flops, looking a little sloppy.

Carly turned around and shared with Ryan what she had seen and heard in Nashville over the past few days.

Taylor not only taught him to sing, but also let her live with him and sleep in the same bed.

Of course, both of them are straight girls, and this is pure sisterhood.

Ryan noticed that Carly's mood was visibly better, and she probably finally figured it out after Taylor's advice.

Carly turned around again, opened her arms, howled at the sea, then took off her hairband, and her blonde hair suddenly spread out in the sea breeze. With her height and arm span, this action was quite visually impactful when viewed from behind.

"When will the shooting start?" Carly turned her head and asked.

"Anytime." Ryan pointed to a portable video recorder next to the coconut.

"Is that all? Where's the director?"

"This MV has no director, let alone a script, or rather, I am the director." Ryan bit the straw and drank a mouthful of coconut juice. The MV in his mind pursues a sense of presence, so it must be shot handheld, and the pixels cannot be too high, so using this simple equipment, the effect is better.

Then he suddenly stood up, walked behind Carly, leaned close to her, grabbed the railing with both hands, and hugged Carly.

Through this close physical contact, one could clearly feel that Carly's entire body had stiffened.

"Imagine that I'm your senior, and I play tight end on the football team, and you're just an ordinary freshman who can't find friends because of your height. We just met this semester, ran into each other in the library, and borrowed the same book..."

"We kept in touch more and more. You came to watch my games with great joy, but you found out that I was getting close to a female cheerleader."

"You left in despair. When you talked to me that night, I realized that she was my sister. On a rainy night, I confessed my love to you and you agreed."

"I'm going to take you to Punta Cana for the Christmas holidays. Today is the first day..."

"Do you feel it?" Ryan asked softly.

Carly turned her head slightly, her expression a little confused: "What do you feel?"

"It's over." Ryan was a little discouraged. Carly couldn't find the feeling and the MV couldn't be filmed at all.

Carly turned around and laid down on the recliner next to Ryan.

"Although I've never been in a relationship, I've noticed the twinkle in Taylor's eyes when he talks about you. It's like this." She turned over and lay on the recliner, looking straight at Ryan.

"Feel it?" Carly whispered.

"What does it feel like?" Ryan pursed his lips.

·
As the sun sets, Ryan rides a motorcycle with Karlie Kloss through the streets. This is the most famous tourist city in the Dominican Republic. There are many five-star resorts in the city and the public security is pretty good. Ryan can also ride a motorcycle and wander around the city like an ordinary person.

The wind made Ryan's shirt rustle. Carly, who was standing behind him, hugged Ryan's waist and held the camera in one hand to shoot herself and Ryan.

"Like a couple?" Carly asked in a low voice.

"We have to finish filming the MV within three days anyway," Ryan said.

The two tried for a long time but there was no hormonal response from a couple, so they had no choice but to start filming.

Ryan parked the car at a semi-open restaurant from where he could enjoy the sunset.

After parking the car, Ryan held out his hand.

"What?" Carly didn't respond.

"Remember, the moment the camera turns on, we two are a couple."

Carly thought about it and reached out her hand, which was then held by Ryan.

So this is the feeling... Carly vaguely felt the warmth coming from the palm of her hand, the feeling was very subtle.

Ryan chose a seat at the edge, and the two sat opposite each other. Ryan ordered a lot of seafood.

"It's so hot." Carly was burned so much that the lobster slipped out of her hand.

Ryan took the initiative to help her open the lobster, picked up a piece of shrimp meat in his hand, and handed it directly to Carly's mouth.

"What?" Carly looked a little embarrassed.

"The camera is still on," Ryan reminded.

"No, just because the camera is on doesn't mean you can do anything without any bottom line." Carly refused sternly.

"Open your mouth. It won't taste good if it gets cold."

Ryan's hand remained raised like that, and the stalemate lasted for a few seconds. Carly finally chose to open her mouth and carefully bite the meat.

"It's your turn next." Ryan put his hand down. "What again?"

"It's your turn to feed me." Ryan raised his eyebrows. If you don't take advantage of an opportunity, you'd be a bastard.

Under the table, Carly raised her leg and kicked Ryan.

"Is that all right?" Carly quickly withdrew her hand.

"You pulled your arm back too quickly, re-record," Ryan said with a hint of innocence.

"You're taking advantage of me." Carly vaguely realized something, but still did it.

"Your expression is not good. You should smile. Try again."

"It's to make you laugh, not to make you cry. Come again."

“…Come again…”

In this way, Carly reshot the feeding scene more than ten times, and the whole lobster meat went into Ryan's stomach.

"I feel like you're gradually getting into the role." Ryan nodded. Under his guidance, Carly finally found her form.

"I haven't eaten yet." Carly held a crab leg in her hand.

Ryan picked up the DV, his expression suddenly froze, then he slowly raised his head: "It's out of focus, we have to re-record it."

Carly's crab legs smashed directly into Ryan's face.

Ryan turned his head and barely dodged it.

·
The next morning, Carly was awakened by a knock on the door. She opened the door sleepily and saw Ryan standing at the door wearing CK underwear.

Carly screamed and tried to close the door, but Ryan had already reached in.

“The scene of getting up can’t be missed.”

Through a door, Carly heard Ryan's voice.

"That should be fine." Ryan checked the footage.

He was already hugging Karlie Kloss at this moment, and the situation was exactly the same as when he hugged Taylor who had just woken up in the morning.

But this time, the person he pinned down was not Taylor.

"One more shot left."

"No..." Carly was halfway through her words when she saw Ryan leaning over. At that moment, Carly regretted that there was no dagger hidden under her pillow.

At the critical moment, Carly closed her eyes and pursed her mouth, ready to fight to the death.

But there was no forced kiss...

Carly clearly felt that Ryan was very close to her, his cheek almost touching hers, but there was always a slight gap.

excuse me?

Carly opened her eyes with some curiosity. She originally thought that this bastard would take advantage of her through this opportunity... She had heard about the experiences of those video girls. To put it bluntly, they used their bodies to get to the top.

Carly's mind resurfaced with what Taylor had said to her.

"Ryan is someone you can rely on, he won't abandon you..."

At least he has some bottom line, Carly thought.

At this time, Ryan had straightened his back. He was actually riding on Carly, but there was a layer of quilt between the two of them, so there was no direct contact.

"I...I wasn't prepared just now." Carly said in panic.

"Rehearse again?"

"Okay." Carly glanced to the side, not daring to look Ryan in the eye.

Ryan leaned over again, and this time Carly didn't seem too resistant.

"Hold me..."

"it is good."

Carly raised her arms and placed her hands gently on Ryan's back. The moment they touched Ryan, her hands trembled slightly as if they were electrocuted.

"Hold tight. I'm not asking you to put your hands on it." Ryan reminded.

"how about this."

Carly did as she was told, and this time she hugged her much harder, so Ryan pressed himself against Carly's body.

Carly could even feel a faint resistance coming from somewhere, like a cylindrical stone.

She immediately realized what it was, her heart racing and her blood pressure rising.

"Do you feel it?" Ryan next to him asked quietly.

"Yes." Carly closed her eyes and said timidly.

"What does it feel like?"

"Like melted cheese." Carly whispered, closing her legs.

(End of this chapter)