Huayu: This celebrity doesn't follow the rules.

Chapter 32 What a beast!

Jiang Ye's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily. He looked away and turned to pour warm water.

The water glass made a soft clinking sound as it hit the table. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the person on the bed tremble their eyelashes for a moment. This subtle movement made his fingers tighten suddenly as he gripped the glass.

From her overly clear enunciation when giving out the address to her perfectly timed unconscious posture, it's clear she's seriously drunk.

"Get up and have some water."

He placed the cup on the bedside table and reached out to help her, but an arm suddenly reached out and hooked around her neck.

Meng Ziyi rolled over, her soft body almost pulling him down, her hair brushing against his ear and tickling him: "Jiang Ye... do you think I'm pretty?"

Warm breath, carrying the scent of alcohol, sprayed onto his neck, while pale pink fingernails gently traced his back.

Jiang Ye suddenly braced himself against the headboard, creating distance between himself and her.

The light from the bedside lamp cast two red patches on her face, but her wet, almond-shaped eyes were clearly frighteningly lucid.

"Stop pretending, Sister Meng."

He suddenly blurted out, "Fruit wine with an alcohol content of less than five degrees, can make you this drunk?"

"You really think I'm easy to fool?"

Meng Ziyi froze for a moment, then suddenly giggled. As she rolled over to lie on her side, a fragrant breeze wafted up from her, and her hair spread across the pillow like a blooming flower: "You've been discovered, huh? Hehe!"

"Then why did you still come?"

The air fell silent, with only the hum of the air conditioner's outdoor unit filtering through the screen window.

Jiang Ye picked up the thin blanket that had slipped off and covered her with it. As he turned to leave, his wrist was gently pulled.

Meng Ziyi turned to the side, her beige knitted dress outlining her undulating curves, her waist slender as a willow, her hips round and full, creating a heart-pounding silhouette under the warm yellow light.

"Don't leave."

She murmured softly, her voice slightly hoarse and alluring, like silk threads that tightly bound Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye's Adam's apple bobbed as he forced himself to look away and said in a deep voice, "Sister Meng, if it weren't for you today, I would not hesitate!"

"But after spending more than two months together, I've seen how good you've been to me, so I can't lie to you!"

“We’re all going to be in the entertainment industry. You should know that once you’re in the industry, relationships are full of uncertainties, and promises are too extravagant.”

Meng Ziyi smiled softly, her laughter carrying a hint of stubbornness and determination. "I know better than anyone how unpredictable the entertainment industry is, and I understand how many temptations and obstacles I will face in the future."

"But I don't care what happens in the future. I only know that I like you, and I want to give my first time to the person I like."

"I don't want any promises," Meng Ziyi's voice suddenly lowered, her cheeks flushing. "I just don't want to wait any longer... and I don't want to miss you!"

Her lips gently pressed against his Adam's apple, her breath, sweet with the scent of fruit wine, spraying onto his sensitive skin.

Jiang Ye's long-held rationality collapsed, and he grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her fiercely.

Between their intertwined lips, he tasted the saltiness of her tears, and also the long-suppressed desire within himself.

When they finally separated, he pressed his forehead against hers, his voice terribly hoarse: "I can't give you a formal title, but as long as I'm in this line of work..."

"I can give you a future!"

Before losing her temper, Meng Ziyi suddenly had a strange thought...

Is this considered an unspoken rule?
A sleepless night...

……

The next morning

Sunlight streamed into the room through the sheer curtains, and lingering, suggestive marks remained on the disheveled sheets.

Jiang Ye stood by the bed buttoning his shirt, looking refreshed, his gaze sweeping over the mess on the floor.

Lace lingerie on the sofa, clothes tangled on the carpet, and an overturned wine glass on the bedside table, the dried wine stains leaving a dark red mark on the wood.

He glanced back at the person on the bed.

Meng Ziyi was wrapped in a blanket, only her flushed face visible. Her long hair was scattered messily on the pillow, and the corners of her eyes still held a hint of vibrant color. She frowned slightly, her voice terribly hoarse: "What time is it?"

"9:30." Jiang Ye bent down to pick up the belt from the ground. "I have class at 10:00, I have to go back to school."

Meng Ziyi hissed softly, trying to sit up, but fell back onto the pillow, biting her lip and glaring at him: "You're quite energetic."

Jiang Ye chuckled and reached out to brush a strand of hair from her cheek: "Want to come along?"

"..." Meng Ziyi glanced at him quietly, her voice muffled by the blanket, "Do you think I can go?"

Jiang Ye raised an eyebrow, his gaze lingering for a moment on her exposed neck, where several obvious red marks remained.

He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Shall I help you ask for leave?"

Meng Ziyi grabbed a pillow and threw it at him: "Get out."

Jiang Ye caught it easily, laughed, tossed it back onto the bed, turned around and picked up his coat: "Get some rest, call me if you need anything."

The moment the door closed, Meng Ziyi finally let herself collapse into the quilt, her fingertips unconsciously tracing the marks on her collarbone, and she breathed a sigh of relief!
That beast is finally gone!

She's feeling weak all over, even turning over in bed is a struggle; she was practically inhuman last night...

She even suspected that Jiang Ye might have secretly practiced some kind of evil kung fu, making his physical strength ridiculously good.

So all those movies I used to secretly watch with my girlfriends were lies. They're never that short.

Those film directors have absolutely no common sense!

She had only been lying down for a short while when the doorbell suddenly rang.

Meng Ziyi was startled, and subconsciously pulled the blanket over herself, staring warily at the door.

"Who?"

"I."

Jiang Ye's deep voice came from outside the door.

She hesitated for a moment, then dragged her aching body, threw on some clothes, and limped to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Jiang Ye stood in the doorway, carrying steaming hot soy milk and xiaolongbao in one hand, and a box of medicine in the other.

Meng Ziyi was stunned, her gaze falling on the thing in his hand.

Levonorgestrel tablets

Jiang Ye looked at her and said calmly, "I bought breakfast because I was worried about your mobility."

He paused, then added, "And this... just in case."

Meng Ziyi's eyes welled up with tears, and her heart suddenly softened completely.

She thought it was all over once he left, but she never expected him to come back, still worried about whether she was feeling unwell or hungry...

Sure enough, this guy must have liked her a long time ago to cast her as the female lead...

This girl has such irresistible charm!
"Thank you." She took the breakfast and medicine, her voice low, unusually lacking her usual sharp tongue.

Jiang Ye looked at her slightly reddened ear tips and smiled slightly: "Eat and then sleep for a while. Call me if you need anything."

Meng Ziyi nodded, watching him turn to leave, when suddenly, as if possessed, she asked, "Do you... want to eat together?"

Jiang Ye turned around, raising an eyebrow at her: "Are you sure?"

Meng Ziyi's face flushed, and she immediately changed her words: "Forget it, you should just get lost!"

Jiang Ye chuckled softly, reached out and ruffled her hair, then turned and left.

After the door closed, Meng Ziyi, holding breakfast and medicine, leaned against the door panel, a smile involuntarily creeping onto her face.

This animal... seems quite gentle!

She loves it so much!
(End of this chapter)