Entertainment mogul: Starting his business with the internet

Chapter 111 Dry wood and fierce fire
When Liu Shishi heard that her boyfriend was going to visit his parents' home during the Chinese New Year, she immediately beamed with joy, her pretty face flushed with excitement. Was her boyfriend going to get engaged to her?
Ever since Grandma Song urged her to get married last May Day, Miss Liu has been filled with anticipation, waiting for Song Ci to propose.

But her boyfriend hadn't mentioned it again during this time. How could she, a young woman, bring it up first? Now that her boyfriend said this, she was naturally overjoyed and couldn't wait for the New Year to arrive.

"Shishi!"

"Ok!"

Suddenly, Song Ci put one arm around his girlfriend's slender waist, his gaze burning with intense desire. Under the dim, hazy light, the air itself became ambiguous.

Song Ci gently blew a breath of warm air into Liu Shishi's ear and asked in a meaningful whisper, "Shi Bao, are you going back to the Little White Building tonight?"

Liu Shishi's ears were itchy. She turned her head to avoid her boyfriend's burning gaze, glanced at the only double bed in the middle of the guest room, and mustered her courage to whisper, "I won't go back. On this special day, I want to stay with you."

As if receiving some kind of hint, Song Ci licked her dry lips, feeling inexplicably hot all over.

Song Ci unbuttoned a button at the top of his collar, twisted his neck slightly, and then lowered his head to kiss the beautiful woman with a bright and lovely face in his arms.

He kissed her from her forehead, earlobe, and cheek, all the way down to her red lips and collarbone, while using one hand to push aside her clothes and bravely climb to the top, beginning his relentless exploration.

Liu Shishi let out a soft moan, her eyes tightly closed in nervousness, her eyelashes fluttering. Her whole body was weak from Song Ci's teasing, and she was panting heavily. Her hands instinctively wrapped around her boyfriend's neck, letting him do as he pleased.

As Song Ci conquered territory, feeling the unprecedented smoothness and tenderness, she breathed heavily and hummed a sentence to the precious treasure in her arms: "Poetry, are you ready?"

Liu Shishi's body was burning hot, her expression was dazed, and her face was flushed. Hearing her lover's question, she suddenly woke up, bit her tongue hard, and the pain brought her back to a sliver of clarity, freeing her from the sea of ​​passion.

"Honey!"

"Ok?"

Song Ci was still greedily playing with the one hand that was within her grasp.

Suppressing her surging desire, Liu Shishi said in a trembling voice, "Darling, I'm not feeling well today. I'm on my period. Can I have it next time?"

As if a thunderbolt had exploded in her mind, Song Ci's pupils contracted rapidly, and she felt as if she had been struck by an electric current, instantly breaking free from the hazy sea of ​​desire and regaining her clarity of mind.

He sighed in disappointment, feeling extremely helpless and disappointed, but there was always another day to come.

Song Ci looked at the pitiful and apologetic Miss Liu in his arms, gently kissed her forehead, helped her sit on the edge of the bed, and asked with concern, "How are you feeling? Did it hurt this time?"

Liu Shishi rested her head on her boyfriend's shoulder and whispered, "I'm not in pain today and I feel pretty good, but I can only talk to you—you can't do anything naughty."

Song Ci inhaled the faint fragrance emanating from Liu Shishi's hair and coaxed softly, "Then let's chat tonight. It's been a long time since we've sat quietly like this, listening to each other talk."

"Honey!"

"Ok!"

"It's your birthday today, am I being a spoilsport?" Liu Shishi's timid voice sounded heartbreaking.

Song Ci gently stroked Miss Liu's delicate nose with her finger, teasing her with a hint of nonchalance and a touch of joking: "Since it can't be done today, we'll make it up to you on your birthday next time."

Liu Shishi pouted and nodded solemnly, promising, "Okay!"

"Honey!"

"Ok??"

Song Ci looked at his girlfriend with a puzzled expression. The usually dashing Miss Liu seemed rather sentimental today.

Liu Shishi's expression seemed to be lost in some kind of memory as she murmured, "I recently heard my mother talk about a funny thing that happened when I was a child."

Listen attentively to the Song Dynasty poems, be a good listener.

"My mother said that when we were very young, around three years old, our parents would take us for walks in the neighborhood."

We were playing together, and you secretly kissed me. Although it happened a long time ago, and I was very young then, I have a vague feeling that it did.

Song Ci blushed instantly. It was true. Back then, when he saw the soft and sweet little girl, he knew that the little girl he was playing with was the future top star Liu Shishi. He was so playful that he kissed the little girl on the cheek.

Liu Shishi caught a glimpse of her lover's expression out of the corner of her eye and asked in surprise, "Yiyi, you don't still remember what happened when you were three years old, do you?"

Song Ci naturally denied it outright, asking seriously, "How could I possibly remember something that happened when I was three years old? Auntie, are you joking? Is it really true?"

Liu Shishi stared at her boyfriend suspiciously, sensing that something was off about him, that he was hiding something from her: "Your ears were all red just now. Something's not right! I remember you have a photographic memory, you must remember things from when you were little, oh, so you were already eyeing me when you were three!"

Song Ci shook his head repeatedly in denial: "Nonsense, how could I possibly have designs on a three-year-old baby? It was clearly you, Liu Shishi, who made designs on me. I, Song Ci, am soft-hearted and afraid of hurting your feelings, so I had no choice but to comply. Now I'm trapped."

Liu Shishi's eyebrows shot up, and she huffed, "So, you mean you remember what happened when you were three? You big pervert! You took liberties with me when I was so young. I wonder what wicked schemes you've been plotting all these years, stealing my heart and trying to take my body!"

Seeing that Miss Liu was being stubborn again, Song Ci revealed a wicked smile: "Alright, alright, it was my cunning that tricked my good brother into getting his hands on me, okay!"

Thinking that she had broken her promise, Liu Shishi was furious and punched Song Ci with her small fist: "Song Yiyi, you!"

"Poetry Treasure!"

"Ok?"

A familiar scene, but with the roles reversed.

"Ah!" Liu Shishi exclaimed in surprise as her boyfriend suddenly pounced on her and knocked her onto the bed.

Song Ci sniffed hard and joked with a grin, "Good brother, you smell so good!"

Liu Shishi was about to retort when she found that her lips were already blocked by Song Ci's words. She could only struggle and whimper in protest, but her resistance weakened and her body twisted restlessly until it became a gesture of submission.

After a long while, their lips parted, and looking at Liu Shishi, who was limp and lifeless beneath him, Song Ci chuckled mischievously, "Someone's body is soft and limp, but not as stubborn as he is."

Liu Shishi turned her head away angrily. This man was too wicked; all he did was bully her.

"Poetry treasure!" "Huh??"

Song Ci climbed off Liu Shishi's delicate body and pulled her up, saying, "It's getting late, take a bath and get some rest."

After a morning of flying and then a car ride from Hangzhou to Hengdian, Song Ci was a bit tired. Since she couldn't indulge herself, she decided to go to bed early.

Liu Shishi calmed her slightly disordered breathing, smoothed her hair which was messy from playing with her boyfriend, nodded, and got up to walk towards the bathroom.

Did you bring a change of clothes?

"It's all newly replaced, inside and out."

Before leaving, Liu Shishi had planned to rest at the hotel for one night, so she had taken a shower before leaving and changed into clean clothes from head to toe, inside and out. However, because she had just been playing around and had sweated a bit, she was going to take another shower.

The sound of running water drifted over, and through the bathroom glass, Song Ci watched Liu Shishi's hazy figure. Her heart was filled with longing, but alas, she could only look and not touch. It was so painful!
Feeling utterly bored, Song Ci took out her notebook, leaned against the headboard, and started browsing today's news, unknowingly waiting for quite some time.

"Yi-yi, I'm done washing."

Liu Shishi emerged from the bathroom, enveloped in a hazy mist of steam. Her wet hair was casually draped over her shoulders, water droplets sliding down the ends, lingering briefly at her collarbone before disappearing into the soft towel.

Song Ci shifted his gaze from the screen to the beauty after her bath. Liu Shishi's skin was flushed with a faint blush from the hot water, like a plum blossom blooming in winter, delicate and charming. Her bright eyes appeared even more moist under the mist.

Liu Shishi pursed her lips slightly, a relaxed smile still playing on her lips after her bath. Her slender fingers gently wiped the water droplets behind her ears, every movement exuding a languid yet captivating charm.

The bath towel wrapped tightly around her body could not hide her graceful curves. Her bare feet were elegant, and each step was as light as walking on clouds, leaving a trail of faint watermarks.

Liu Shishi's eyes sparkled like autumn water, and with a charming smile, she sweetly asked, "Darling, can you help me blow-dry my hair?"

"Happy to oblige!"

After finishing his poem, Song Ci casually tossed the notebook onto the bed, smiled, got up, took Liu's smooth little hand, and led her to the bright bathroom mirror.

Liu Shishi stood in the center of the bathroom mirror, looking at her boyfriend who was busy taking care of her in the mirror, her face filled with happiness and peace of mind.

Song Ci stood beside his girlfriend, gently holding a hairdryer, his eyes focused and attentive, his fingers softly caressing Liu's damp hair.

The hairdryer was blowing warm air with a whooshing sound. Song Ci carefully controlled the angle and distance of the air outlet to prevent the hot air from burning his girlfriend.

Liu Shishi's hair swayed gently in the warm breeze, brushing against her boyfriend's arm and bringing a slight tickle. Through the mirror, Liu Shishi saw that her boyfriend's eyes were full of doting affection, and a silent yet intense warmth was conveyed between them.

Song Ci's movements were slow and meticulous, each strand of hair becoming dry and fluffy in his hands. Sometimes, when the warm breeze unintentionally brushed against Liu Shishi's neck, she would tremble slightly, making Song Ci even more careful and gentle. As time passed, her originally damp hair gradually became dry and smooth.

"Dry it until it's about 70-80% dry, otherwise it will damage your hair." Song Ci put down the hairdryer, helped Miss Liu smooth her slightly messy hair, and the job was done.

"Thank you, darling." Liu Shishi raised her eyebrows slightly, showing joy and satisfaction, and tiptoed to kiss Song Ci on the cheek again.

After Liu Shishi finished washing up, she gave the bathroom to Song Ci and lay lazily on the edge of the bed. Her fragrant hair hung loosely over her shoulders, and after washing away the day's fatigue, a relaxed expression appeared on her face.

Apart from the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, the guest room was exceptionally quiet. Just as Liu Shishi was about to turn on the TV to liven things up, her melodious cell phone suddenly rang.

Liu Shishi picked up her phone from the bedside table; it was Jiang Yuanyuan calling.

As soon as the call connected, the assistant's anxious voice came through the receiver: "Shishi, I'm so worried! Where are you?"

At this moment, Jiang Yuanyuan was pacing back and forth in the Tangren Xiaobailou dormitory, sweating profusely despite the cold winter weather.

Several actors who attended the New Year's Day party have returned one after another, but their mistress is nowhere to be found. Jiang Yuanyuan asked and found out that Liu Shishi did not attend the party at all, and no one knew where she went.

Jiang Yuanyuan called Liu Shishi twice but no one answered. She was really worried that something might happen to her mistress while she was out alone at night. She was debating whether to report to Cai Yinong. Fortunately, the phone was finally answered on the third call.

Jiang Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her forehead: "Shishi, I was so worried about you. I couldn't get through to you on the phone."

Upon hearing this, Liu Shishi thought for a moment and realized that the noise from the hairdryer when Song Ci was drying her hair might have drowned out the phone's ringtone.

Feeling her assistant's sincere concern, she quickly reassured her, "I was taking a shower and didn't notice my phone. Don't worry, I'm fine, Yuanyuan."

Jiang Yuanyuan pressed again, "Where are you now? Everyone else from the gathering has come back, and they said you weren't with them!"

To reassure her assistant, Liu Shishi explained, "A friend came to visit me today, so I'm staying at the Dongci Hotel tonight and won't be going back to Xiaobailou. I'll go straight to the film set tomorrow morning."

Jiang Yuanyuan immediately understood. No wonder Miss Liu had spent the whole afternoon getting ready, excitedly gossiping, "Your boyfriend came to see you?"

Liu Shishi didn't hide anything: "Yes. It's fine for you to know alone, don't tell anyone else."

Jiang Yuanyuan, being sensible and knowing where her mistress was, decided not to say anything more and not disturb the passionate young man and woman.

"Don't worry, I won't bother you anymore. See you on set tomorrow morning. Remember to be careful, Shishi, or you won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow!"

Jiang Yuanyuan couldn't help but chuckle, and before Liu Shishi could retort, she immediately hung up the phone.

"You brat, how dare you tease me!"

She muttered to herself irritably, then felt a little dejected. How could she not get out of bed? All this precious time was wasted. Her period had come at the worst possible time!
"Whose call was that?" Song Ci asked as she walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower, tightly wrapping a white bath towel around her waist and drying her wet hair.

"It was called by Yuanyuan."

Liu Shishi looked up and saw a few drops of water still clinging to her boyfriend's broad shoulders. His strong chest rose and fell slightly, and every muscle bulged perfectly, highlighting the beauty of youthful and masculine strength.

"Oh, that chubby girl, your assistant." Song Ci nodded. He knew his girlfriend's assistant and guessed she was concerned about Miss Liu's safety.

As if after the intense ambiguity they had just experienced, Song Ci had completely let loose and stood shirtless in front of Liu Shishi without any restraint.

Having known each other for so many years since childhood, this was the first time Liu Shishi had ever seen her boyfriend's body. Her cheeks flushed, and she quickly covered her eyes with her hands in embarrassment. However, her curiosity was so strong that she couldn't help but steal a few glances.

(End of this chapter)