From unemployment in crosstalk to top star in Chinese entertainment

What do you think?

She looked at Yu Liang, feeling a kind of instinct that a sea queen could sense her kindred spirit.

Yu Liang met her gaze.

"It seems Sister Yuqi is quite interested in me." He paused, then changed the subject, "Could it be that Sister Yuqi wants to date me?"

He was referring to a reference from "The Mermaid".

In the movie, Zhang Yuqi plays a domineering female tycoon who throws out 30 billion to play with the male lead, only for him to turn around and date a fish.

At that moment, Yu Liang read the same meaning from her reaction: she wanted to seduce him, the fish.

"It seems you watch quite a few of your sister's movies."

Zhang Yuqi was slightly taken aback, then smiled knowingly.

"Come to my RV after work, we still have one scene to rehearse."

Night fell.

As night fell in Jiang City, the sea breeze blew in from the direction of the inland river, causing the banyan leaves along the roadside to sway gently. The film crew wrapped up work, and the lights on set were turned off one by one.

Yu Liang took a shower at the hotel and changed into clean clothes. As he was buttoning his shirt, his phone screen lit up. Zhang Yuqi had sent him a message. Yu Liang opened it; it was a very short video.

Two glasses of red wine were placed on the coffee table in the RV, a long leg in stockings swept by, and the lights were dimmed.

It wasn't a reply yet; a location popped up immediately afterward.

She moved the RV from the original gravel patch to a more secluded corner, where there were no other RVs around, only a few dense old banyan trees blocking the view.

Yu Liang tossed the towel onto the back of the chair and was about to leave when his phone suddenly rang. The name displayed on the screen made him pause.

Wang Churan.

He answered the phone, but before he could even speak, the voice on the other end made him frown.

"Yu Liang, can you come over here?" Her voice was very soft, with a weakness that she tried to suppress but still revealed at the end of her voice.

"What's wrong?"

"My stomach hurts," she paused, as if enduring a sharp pain, "I just called Sister Yuqi but no one answered."

Yu Liang had already opened the door and walked out. "Okay, I'll be right there."

Staying at the same hotel, Yu Liang went straight to the elevator after leaving her room and went up two floors.

He walked through the corridor to Wang Churan's room and dialed her number.

After a while, the door opened from the inside.

Wang Churan clutched his stomach with one hand and braced himself against the door frame with the other.

She was wearing pajamas, her hair was disheveled and draped over her shoulders, her face was paler than usual, and her lips were bloodless.

There was a fine layer of sweat on his forehead, indicating that he had been in pain for some time.

"What's wrong with you?" Yu Liang took her arm and led her into the room.

"I think I ate something bad," Wang Churan said weakly as he was helped to sit on the edge of the bed. "I had seafood with Ruonan today, and I haven't felt well since then."

Upon hearing the word "seafood" and seeing her symptoms, Yu Liang immediately understood.

His experience was exactly the same as what happened after he ate Indian food last time.

"Then just tell me the combination lock, and I'll open the door myself," Yu Liang said. "You'll have to walk over here while you're clutching your stomach."

What's more, the password can be changed again.

"I forgot." Wang Churan pursed his lips.

"Then I'll tell you now..."

"Lie down first." He pressed her back onto the bed, then turned and went into the bathroom. He turned on the hot water tap, found a clean towel, soaked it, wrung it out, and folded it into a neat rectangle.

"I can do it myself." Wang Churan took the towel, her face slightly flushed.

Because she was wearing pajamas, she lifted the hem slightly and placed a hot towel on her stomach.

"Where's your assistant?" Yu Liang sat down on the chair next to her bed.

"She went back to the company."

"Ruonan and Sister Longni are both filming night scenes tonight," Wang Churan pursed her lips. "I originally planned to call Sister Yuqi, but no one answered her phone."

Yu Liang nodded without saying anything more. He took out his phone and called his assistant, Xiao Zheng, asking her to call the accompanying doctor over.

The accompanying doctor arrived quickly. After examining the patient, the diagnosis was roughly as Yu Liang had expected.

Acute gastroenteritis caused by unclean seafood.

However, to Yu Liang's surprise, the reason she was in so much pain was because she was menstruating.

With menstrual cramps and gastroenteritis on top of each other, it's no wonder she looked so pale.

"It's nothing serious, some medicine will do," the doctor said, putting away his stethoscope. "But she might have a slight fever tonight, so it's best if someone can look after her and not let her sleep alone."

Yu Liang nodded and sent a message to her assistant, asking her to buy medicine at a nearby pharmacy.

Shortly after the doctor left, there was a series of hurried footsteps outside the door. There was a knock on the door, and Yu Liang got up to open it. Zhang Yuqi was standing in the doorway, her makeup still on, but she had changed into casual clothes.

She glanced around the room and frowned slightly when she saw Wang Churan lying on the bed.

She had already decorated the RV with red wine, warm lighting, and even rearranged the cushions on the sofa.

After waiting for a long time without Yu Liang showing up, she checked her phone and found a missed call from Wang Churan. When she called back, Yu Liang answered.

He said Wang Churan was sick.

Zhang Yuqi rushed back without saying a word.

"Are you alright?" Zhang Yuqi walked into the room, glanced at Wang Churan lying on the bed, and then looked at Yu Liang standing to the side.

Yu Liang shook her head: "It's alright. The doctor just prescribed some medicine for her, and I've already asked Xiao Zheng to buy it. I'm just worried she might get a fever at night, so the doctor said it would be best if someone could look after her."

Zhang Yuqi nodded and sat down on the edge of the bed. She reached out and touched Wang Churan's forehead; it was a little hot, but not too feverish. Her gaze moved down to the towel on Wang Churan's stomach, which was no longer very warm.

"Did you apply it?" she asked Yu Liang.

"No," Yu Liang shook her head, "my assistant applied it to her before leaving."

Zhang Yuqi reached out and checked the temperature of the towel, then took it out. "It's time to change it." She stood up, took off her coat and put it at the foot of the bed, rolled up her sleeves, and walked towards the bathroom with the towel.

A moment later, she came out with a freshly warmed towel in her hand. After folding it, she deftly applied it to Wang Churan's stomach. Her movements were much quicker than Yu Liang's; after all, women know better how to take care of someone.

Wang Churan frowned, half-asleep, and breathed a sigh of relief the moment the hot towel was applied. His eyes were not open, but he mumbled something that sounded like "thank you."

Zhang Yuqi applied the compress to her face, straightened up, and looked at Yu Liang.

"Why don't you go back first? It's getting late."

Yu Liang glanced at her phone screen; it was already 1 a.m.

"I'll look after Chu Ran here, don't worry," Zhang Yuqi said. "After your assistant brings the medicine, if Chu Ran is alright, I'll sleep here. Anyway, this bed is big, there's always room for two people."

Yu Liang glanced at her.

Zhang Yuqi's expression was very calm, which surprised him a little.

An hour ago she was waiting for him to come and "rehearse" in the RV, but now she seems to have completely forgotten about it, with only Wang Churan lying on the bed in her eyes.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Sister Yuqi," he said.

"It's nothing." Zhang Yuqi waved her hand, then suddenly remembered something, took out a room key from her pocket and handed it to him, "By the way, if you find it inconvenient to go downstairs, you can sleep in my room. It's right next door anyway."

She pointed in the direction of the corridor.

Yu Liang hesitated for a moment.

He glanced at Wang Churan lying on the bed but did not take the room key.

"Never mind, I'll just go back to sleep."

Not long after Yu Liang left, her assistant, Xiao Zheng, came upstairs with the medicine. She had gone to several pharmacies to buy the medicine late at night, and there was a layer of sweat on her forehead.

"Teacher Yu Liang." She knocked softly on the door, and when it opened, Zhang Yuqi stood inside.

Xiao Zheng peeked inside but didn't see Yu Liang.

"He went back to rest," Zhang Yuqi said, taking the medicine from her hand. "Just give me the medicine."

Xiao Zheng nodded, glanced inside again, and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Sister Yuqi." After saying that, she quietly slipped out.

Zhang Yuqi placed the medicine on the bedside table.

A short while later, Wang Churan woke up, opened his eyes, and looked around the room as if looking for something before finally settling on Zhang Yuqi.

"Sister Yuqi, what brings you here?" She tried to sit up, supporting herself on the bed. "Where's Yu Liang?"

Zhang Yuqi helped her up and tucked a pillow behind her back. "I was originally planning to stay here and watch over you, but I told him that he's a grown man and not very good at taking care of people, so I sent him back."

Wang Churan responded, lowered his eyelids, and a barely perceptible hint of disappointment flashed in the corner of his eye.

"Chu Ran, you're awake just in time. Take your medicine first."

Wang Churan took the water glass and pills, tilted his head back and swallowed them, then placed the glass on the bedside table.

"Sister Yuqi, I'm fine now, you should go back and rest." She knew that Zhang Yuqi had filming to do early the next morning.

"It's okay," Zhang Yuqi said, already sitting down on the other side of the bed and taking off her slippers. "I'm worried about you sleeping here by yourself. I'll observe you for a while after you take your medicine. If everything's alright, I'll squeeze in with you."

"Alright." Wang Churan moved over a bit, making room for her on half the bed.

Zhang Yuqi turned off the lights, and the room became dark.

The next morning, Yu Liang brought breakfast to Wang Churan's door.

The morning sun in Jiang City hadn't fully shone yet. He rang the doorbell twice, but no one answered.

I dialed the number again, but no one answered after several rings.

Yu Liang frowned.

Could something have happened to this girl?

He recalled what the doctor had said last night about "possibly having a low-grade fever," and also thought of Wang Churan's pale face last night.

Suddenly, I remembered the password she had given him last night.

He hesitated for a moment, then entered the password. The lock clicked softly.

"Wang Churan?" he called out in a low voice, but no one answered.

He walked through the entryway, entered the room, and then froze on the spot.

Two girls were lying sprawled out on the bed.

Wang Churan's slender, long legs stretched out from under the covers and draped over the edge of the bed, with the cuffs of her pajama pants rolled up above her knees.

Zhang Yuqi lay on her side, one arm under her head, her high breasts rising and falling with her even breathing.

The air conditioner was on, and the blankets had long been kicked to the foot of the bed and were all crumpled up.

This scene...

Yu Liang quickly turned around and raised her phone.

"The video is proof; I, Yu Liang, didn't even glance at it."

"Yu Liang, what are you doing?"

Wang Churan's groggy voice came from behind.

Yu Liang's hand trembled, and he almost dropped his phone.

"Oh, let me check for you and see if there are any infrared sensors in the room," he said without changing his expression.

But his face darkened when he saw the phone.

Worri,

The screen recording button was not pressed.

"How could there be infrared sensors in a hotel booked by the film crew?" Wang Churan rubbed his eyes and sat up on the bed.

"Well, we still need to be careful. It's always better to be cautious in everything we do," Yu Liang said righteously, then changed the subject, "Oh, by the way, there's breakfast I bought for you on the table."

"Would you like some?"

He pointed to the bag of steaming buns and soy milk on the coffee table.

He originally thought Zhang Yuqi would go back to sleep last night, but luckily he bought an extra portion of breakfast.

Wang Churan glanced to the side.

Yuqi is sleeping soundly.

"Sister Yuqi hasn't woken up yet, and I'm not hungry. I'll eat later," Wang Churan said.

"Are you feeling better now?" Yu Liang asked.

Wang Churan nodded: "Much better, but my stomach still hurts a little."

"Shall I rub it for you?" Yu Liang asked.

Wang Churan bit her lip.

She glanced subconsciously at Zhang Yuqi, who was fast asleep beside her, and nodded gently with a blush on her cheeks.

"Wait, I'll go wash my hands first." Yu Liang had been carrying steamed buns, and her fingers had some oil on them.

He turned and went into the bathroom, washed his hands, and dried them with a tissue.

When he came out, he stood by the bed, his eyes scanning the room, and suddenly he noticed a problem.

There wasn't a single chair in the entire room.

The only place to sit is the long sofa against the wall, but it's too far away and difficult to move.

He originally intended to sit on the edge of the bed and massage Wang Churan, but at this moment Zhang Yuqi was lying diagonally on the bed, occupying the other half of the bed, leaving only a triangular gap between the two of them in the middle of the headboard.

"What's wrong?" Wang Churan asked.

"It's inconvenient without a bench," Yu Liang explained.

Wang Churan glanced at the half of the bed she was occupying, then at Zhang Yuqi sleeping soundly beside her. Her stomach was still aching slightly, and she really didn't want to move.

"How about—" she hesitated for a moment, "you get on the bed and lie in the middle?"

Yu Liang paused for a moment and glanced at Zhang Yuqi.

Wang Churan whispered, "Sister Yuqi went to bed very late last night, she probably won't wake up for a while."

She thought to herself, "Just a couple of rubs and it'll be fine."

Under normal circumstances, Wang Churan knew he would never say such a thing.

Perhaps it's due to the special circumstances of the time.

The vulnerability she felt during her period made her want to rely on someone more than usual, and that person just happened to be standing in front of her.

"Okay." Yu Liang nodded.

He tiptoed onto the bed and lay down on his side in the triangular space between Wang Churan and Zhang Yuqi.

The bed was large enough to comfortably sleep three people, but now, sandwiched between two girls, he even had to hold his breath a little softer.

"I don't need to take my clothes off, do I?" he said softly.

Wang Churan rolled her eyes at him, "If you're not afraid Yuqi will misunderstand, then take it off."

Upon seeing that Wang Churan was angry, Yu Liang immediately became obedient.

"Move closer to me," Wang Churan whispered.

"Okay." Yu Liang nodded and moved closer to Wang Churan.

Wang Churan lay flat on her back, while Yu Liang turned to his side and reached out his hand. His fingers slipped under the hem of her pajamas, his fingertips touching a warm, smooth patch of skin.

It's smooth and delicate, with a great tactile feel.

Wang Churan took a light breath, his body tensing slightly.

Yu Liang slowly drew circles on her lower abdomen with his fingers.

Yu Liang noticed that girls' belly buttons are different from boys'; each girl's belly button is beautiful in its own way.

Wang Churan's navel was shallow, a thin vertical line that looked particularly delicate on her slender, fair abdomen.

"Hmm~"

Perhaps it was the severe stomach pain, or perhaps Yu Liang's massage was too soothing, but Wang Churan couldn't help but let out a very soft gasp. She immediately bit her lip, her face turning bright red.

"Yu Liang, be gentle," she said softly, her voice even softer than before.

Yu Liang nodded. He lay on his side, supporting his head with his right hand, and rubbing her lower abdomen clockwise with his left hand.

From this angle, he could see the blush rising on her cheeks, spreading all the way to her ears.

"Why don't you turn around? It'll be easier for me to massage it then."

"Okay." Wang Churan turned to the side, his back to Yu Liang.

This position allowed Yu Liang to stop his arms from being at an angle, and made it much easier for him to draw circles on her lower abdomen with his fingers. But he soon discovered another problem.

Because Yu Liang was lying on his side behind Wang Churan, his left hand reached around from behind her and pressed on her lower abdomen, and the hem of her pajamas had been stretched open by his arm.

When she turned to the side, Yu Liang could see the hemispherical curve, the fair and soft skin, and a faint pink dot.

Unconsciously, Yu Liang's movements became a little more forceful. Wang Churan's breathing rose and fell slightly with his rhythm, and his body leaned back unconsciously, his back almost touching Yu Liang's chest.

"How about you move a little more to that side?" Yu Liang said.

"Hmm?" Wang Churan mumbled sleepily, "If I go any further in, I'll be lying down."

"Oh, I misspoke. Now come a little closer to me, so you don't fall."

Wang Churan moved to a different position, and just as he adjusted his posture, his body suddenly stiffened slightly.

"Yu Liang, don't move."

"I didn't move!"

"Then why—" she paused, her voice soft and embarrassed, "I feel something pressing against me."

"It might be Sister Yuqi's arm," Yu Liang mumbled.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a noise came from behind him.

It looked like someone had turned over.

Immediately afterwards, a hand was placed on his waist from behind.

Before Yu Liang could react, she felt cool fingertips touch her abdomen.

Then the coolness spread down my abdominal muscles.