Shadow of Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 183 Accessories
After Hu Xiaobei finished applying makeup to An Xiaoqian, he breathed a sigh of relief and tried his best to sound more natural: "The makeup is done. I'll help you put on the accessories."

Opening an exquisite velvet box next to it, the accessories in the style of Mrs. Xiang come into view in an instant. They are glittering and colorful, and each piece is exquisitely designed and beautiful.

He first put a wig on An Xiaoqian, then picked up the headdress from the velvet box and gently fixed it on the wig.

An Xiaoqian shook her head gently, and the headdress trembled slightly, making a subtle and crisp sound.

Her pink cheeks were filled with unconcealable excitement, and her eyes were like a clear spring, lively and bright, like shining stars.

She was looking at Hu Xiaobei expectantly, unconsciously reaching out to gently touch the headdress, and her cherry lips parted slightly: "How is it? Does it look good?"

As she spoke, she tilted her head slightly, her eyes and eyebrows showing the unique cuteness of a young girl, her skin was whiter than snow and as delicate as a baby's.

Her black and shiny hair falls down like a waterfall, and paired with this exquisite headdress, she looks like a beautiful fairy in a classical painting, with an ethereal and pure temperament.

Just one glance can make someone completely intoxicated and unable to look away.

She seemed completely unaware of the difference in her makeup, her attention now completely drawn to these beautiful accessories.

Hu Xiaobei is “the same”.

His hand paused, as if burned. He deliberately avoided An Xiaoqian's gaze and focused his attention back on the accessories.

Then, she gently picked up an accessory and put it on An Xiaoqian carefully with trembling fingers, adjusting the angle at the same time, and said, "Well, Auntie spent a lot of effort to borrow these.

"They're really beautiful! They suit your temperament perfectly. Don't move them, or they'll get twisted." He responded with a slightly stiff tone, as if trying to keep his voice steady.

Then, he leaned over slightly and carefully put the necklace around An Xiaoqian's fair neck.

The distance between the two people was instantly shortened with the movement.

As Hu Xiaobei breathed, he could vaguely smell the faint body fragrance emanating from An Xiaoqian, and the refreshing fragrance seeped into his nostrils.

In an instant, a desire that came from the depths of his soul and was engraved in his DNA was instantly ignited. This strong impulse was like a surging tide, almost drowning his reason.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, he swallowed subconsciously, and his hands trembled slightly unconsciously, as if he wanted to grab something for some unknown reason.

He licked his lips and pursed them tightly, trying his best to suppress the emotions surging in his heart and try to keep himself calm.

But his naked gaze seemed to linger on An Xiaoqian's face uncontrollably, unable to move away at all.

As he breathed in and out inadvertently, the gradually heavy and warm breath was constantly invading An Xiaoqian's slender white neck.

An Xiaoqian only felt a tingling sensation on her neck. At first, she was worried that Hu Xiaobei would discover that she was also ticklish, so she managed to endure it.

But as time went by and her breathing became heavier, she could no longer bear it. She subconsciously shrank her neck and giggled, her eyebrows curved and there seemed to be stars twinkling in her eyes.

She smiled and looked at Hu Xiaobei in a reproachful manner, saying in a delicate voice: "Oh~ Don't blow on me on purpose, it's so itchy~"

That coquettish look, with the girl's unique naivety and innocence, bloomed in Hu Xiaobei's heart like the most beautiful flower.

He was stunned for a moment, his hands slowed down, his breathing stagnated, but his mind suddenly became clear.

He was about to explain.

An Xiaoqian's eyebrows curved, and there seemed to be bright stars twinkling in her eyes. She patted him lightly and interrupted him, "Alright, alright, get it done quickly, and don't make excuses."

Hu Xiaobei came back to his senses instantly, feeling a little guilty, and replied softly: "Sorry, I... I'll hurry up."

Without the itchy smell, An Xiaoqian's attention turned to the accessories again. She stared at the necklace curiously, her eyes full of admiration.

"All right."

Hu Xiaobei worked for a while before he straightened his chest, twisted his waist and abdomen, and moved his body around.

Then, he looked casually at An Xiaoqian, whose upper body was covered with various accessories. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal and tried hard to conceal his true emotions.

For some reason, he always felt that he had too many distracting thoughts today, so many that they almost drowned him.

An Xiaoqian looked at Hu Xiaobei's serious expression, revealed a barely perceptible smile, and jokingly said, "I didn't expect you to be quite good at wearing accessories. Have you worn them for others before?"

Hu Xiaobei's hand paused slightly, and a hint of unnaturalness flashed across his face.

He was about to speak when An Xiaoqian tilted her head, looked at him mischievously, and said, "Hey, don't deny it, you look so skilled."

Hu Xiaobei coughed lightly and quickly recovered as usual, whispering, "How could that be? Although this is my first time putting accessories on someone, I prepared and learned about it in advance, and it took me quite a while."

After saying that, he picked up the arm ornament again, his eyes focused, and he gently lifted An Xiaoqian's fair arm and slowly put the arm ornament on. He also carefully adjusted the position of the arm ornament to ensure it fit perfectly.

Then he leaned over slightly, slowly stretched out his hand, and picked up the exquisite waist ornament.

Her movements were as gentle as the spring breeze blowing across the threshold. She slowly put the waist ornament around the slender waist that could be held in one hand. Every movement was done with caution, as if she was afraid of disturbing this beauty.

While he was carefully tying the waist ornament, his fingers accidentally touched the delicate skin on An Xiaoqian's waist.

At that moment, it was like an electric current passed through, Hu Xiaobei's breathing stagnated, his body trembled violently, and his fingers subconsciously wanted to retract.

But I was afraid that if I moved too much, the embarrassment would become more obvious.

I can only pretend to be calm and maintain the movements of my hands.

An Xiaoqian's body tensed up instantly, but she immediately regained her composure, as if nothing had happened.

The touch of that delicate and smooth skin was deeply imprinted in Hu Xiaobei's mind like a brand.

The warmth spread from his fingertips to his entire body, causing his heartbeat to suddenly accelerate, as if it was about to burst through his chest.

On the surface, he was still calmly adjusting his waist ornament, but his heart was already in turmoil.

But that unintentional touch was like a stone thrown into the lake of his heart, causing ripples and making him feel uneasy for a long time.

Before he could calm himself down and finish adjusting his waist ornament, the moment he raised his eyes, he happened to see An Xiaoqian's beautiful legs and feet faintly visible under her down jacket.

The faint light in the car cast a warm glow on her delicate and fair skin, making it as bright and smooth as mutton-fat jade.

Her calves have smooth lines, transitioning from slender ankles to graceful curves, and every bend is just right, like a carefully carved work of art.

A pair of slender and white jade feet, ten round and cute toes, just occasionally peeking out from the gap between the skirt, can easily stir someone's heartstrings.

He just glanced at it quickly and then looked away in panic, but the brief scene seemed to be deeply embedded in his mind and could not be shaken off.

My fingers trembled unconsciously, as if they were hit by an invisible electric current, and my fingertips were uncontrollably filled with the urge to touch and play.

He clenched his fists tightly, trying to calm the waves in his heart and vent the unspeakable emotions in his heart.

At this moment, he was extremely glad that An Xiaoqian's beautiful legs and feet did not need any accessories.

Otherwise, he really didn't know if he could withstand this impulse that surged like a tide.

At this time, the sky outside the car gradually began to glow, and a faint fish belly white appeared on the horizon.

Hu Xiaobei forced himself to suppress the evil thoughts in his heart, looked at the time, and let out a long breath. There was a barely perceptible tremor in his voice and a sense of relief. He said softly, "Xixi, it's almost time. Let's get ready for the shoot. I'll go out and take a look first."

An Xiaoqian took a deep breath, her eyes full of excitement and nervousness.

She slowly took off her down jacket, revealing Mrs. Xiang's gorgeous and cool outfit. In this cold weather, she looked even more graceful and charming, so beautiful that it made people feel pity for her, like a goddess who was not of this world.

However, someone was not lucky enough to see the process of taking off clothes.

Hu Xiaobei opened the passenger door, got out first, and quickly closed it again. He looked around vigilantly with a sharp gaze.

After confirming that there was nothing unusual around him, he took a deep breath, a hint of concentration flashing in his eyes.

Then, he used his shadow ability, and a thick, inky shadow surged and spread from his back.

In the blink of an eye, the shadow seemed to be alive, and it condensed into a pair of huge double-flying shadow wings. The edges of the wings flickered with a deep dark light, as if it could swallow all the light.

At the same time, several long shadow tentacles stretched out, twisting flexibly like snakes and quickly reaching out to various photographic equipment.

At the moment of contact, the tentacles expanded and changed rapidly, as if they had life, firmly wrapping them up without leaving any gaps.

Wrapped in the tentacles, the photographic equipment seemed to merge with the shadows, with only faint outlines visible.

(End of this chapter)