Chapter 82

I like being tied up by you

Chi Yuan couldn't wait to remove the protective gear and ran towards Jiang Haochen. Jiang Haochen seemed to still be talking to Director Rong, but his body had already turned towards Chi Yuan.

"Mr. Jiang... Mr. Jiang." Chi Yuan ran up to him and instinctively wanted to call him Mr. Jiang, but after a moment of reaction, he changed his address to Mr. Jiang.

Jiang Haochen looked him up and down: "Are you injured?"

"Yes, yes, is Xiao Chi injured?" Director Rong asked worriedly.

Only then did Chi Yuan notice that Director Rong was also there, and obediently replied, "I'm not injured. The props team gave me a lot of armor."

Jiang Haochen: "Really? I see your wrists are all bruised."

Chi Yuan instinctively tried to hide his wrist, but Jiang Haochen grabbed it and rolled up his sleeve to show it to Director Rong.

Jiang Haochen: "Director Rong, aren't you going to protect your wrists?"

Chi Yuan quickly explained, "I did it, just now..."

Halfway through her sentence, she felt Mr. Jiang's casual gaze sweep over her and instinctively shut her mouth.

Director Rong was startled when he saw the bruises on Chi Yuan's wrist: "We weren't wearing any protective gear just now because we were shooting a close-up. It was just a quick shot, I didn't expect it to be so serious. Chi, is your hand badly injured? Do you need to rest?"

Chi Yuan: "It's not serious."

Director Rong had just breathed a sigh of relief when Jiang Haochen said, "New actors are all very hardworking. I was like that when I first entered the industry. I didn't dare to rest even when I was injured, and I still have aftereffects now."

Director Rong: "...Xiao Chi, why don't you go and take a rest?"

Chi Yuan glanced at Director Rong and then at Mr. Jiang, and was inexplicably sent back to his tent to rest.

As soon as he left, Director Rong teased someone, "You weren't so pretentious when we were filming, but now that you're a boss, you've suddenly become considerate?"

Jiang Haochen said, "I'm not nitpicking on purpose. Newcomers are shy and eager to achieve results, so they'll just endure the pain when they get injured. The wire was obviously lowered a bit just now. Although he didn't say anything, his clothes must have been ripped underneath."

Director Rong straightened his expression: "Okay, I'll remind the wire work team."

Jiang Haochen nodded and said, "Chi Yuan is an artist that Tianyu is focusing on developing. I'll trouble Director Rong to take good care of him and make sure he doesn't get hurt."

These words made Director Rong feel both ashamed and repeatedly assure him that he would have the props team thoroughly check the scene for the next one.

"Why don't you go check on Koike?"

Jiang Haochen had been waiting for these words, and upon hearing them, he walked confidently toward Chi Yuan's tent.

The assistant director, who had been watching the scene unfold for a while, leaned over and said, "Why do I have a feeling that President Jiang came here specifically for Chi Yuan?"

Director Rong didn't pay much attention: "Didn't you hear him say that Chi Yuan is a newcomer that Tianyu is heavily promoting?"

On the other side, Yan Chuan appeared to be reading the script, but his attention was actually on Jiang Haochen. Seeing Jiang Haochen say goodbye to Director Rong and then walk to Chi Yuan's tent, he went inside, while Xiao Zhao sneakily guarded the door.

This whole operation clearly indicates they're doing something shady inside!

Yan Chuan's hand was so tightly gripped that the script was deformed. Zhu Feng had a bad feeling and was about to take the opportunity to leave when Yan Chuan called him back.

"Go ask them why the next scene hasn't been filmed yet."

Zhu Feng had no choice but to ask, and returned a moment later: "The director said Chi Yuan is injured and needs to rest for half an hour."

Yan Chuan sneered: "Half an hour? That's such a short time?"

Zhu Feng's eyelids twitched. This "short" should mean short in the literal sense, without any hidden meaning.

Yan Chuan: "Go tell Director Rong that I have something to do later, so we should finish filming as soon as possible and call it a day."

Zhu Feng had no choice but to go and communicate with the director again.

Inside the tent guarded by Xiao Zhao, Jiang Haochen was tearing off Chi Yuan's clothes.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not doing anything that would be subject to review.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm really not injured." Chi Yuan blushed, reached out to stop him, but didn't dare, and could only let Jiang Haochen undress him.

Jiang Haochen lifted the shirt around his waist, looked at the small scrapes and abrasions, and frowned: "You call this not injured?"

As he spoke, his fingers inadvertently touched the wound. The cold touch made Chi Yuan subconsciously contract his abdomen. Jiang Haochen's originally pure thoughts suddenly became tainted, and he couldn't help but touch it again.

"Mr. Jiang... Mr. Jiang."

"Don't call me that," Jiang Haochen said in a low, hoarse voice. "I won't be able to hold back."

He really liked Chi Yuan's body so much that he could be easily aroused, even though he wasn't usually such a lustful person.

"I...I finish filming this afternoon, and I have time in the evening."

This is an invitation.

Jiang Haochen carefully straightened the boy's clothes: "I know, that's why I came today."

Chi Yuan's eyes lit up; his joy was so obvious that Jiang Haochen had the illusion that he was the one who had been slept with.

He finally understood why he didn't dislike the boy's greed; besides liking the boy's body, he also liked the "equality" the boy displayed. It made him rarely think about personal gain when he was with the boy.

"Was this the same when I tied you up before?" Jiang Haochen looked at the bruises on the boy's wrists and found some ointment to apply to them.

Chi Yuan shook his head: "It's not that serious."

Jiang Haochen: "I won't tie you up anymore."

The boy had told him that his skin was quite sensitive, and although it looked serious, it didn't actually hurt. But the kitten was so patient and well-behaved; even after being dragged around for so long today, it hadn't cried out in pain.

At that time, I didn't know if it really didn't hurt.

Chi Yuan knew that Mr. Jiang was feeling sorry for him, and a tangible happiness welled up in his heart, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

"I... actually quite like it when you tie me up."

Jiang Haochen was shocked by the boy's bold statement. He knew that the boy was very open about that kind of thing, but he thought that was all to cooperate with him.

"Do you like it?"

"Yes!" The boy's eyes were clear, and it was obvious that his answer came from the bottom of his heart.

"I never expected you to be such a secretly passionate little kitten," Jiang Haochen teased. "Then I'll reluctantly indulge your desires."

"Thanks."

Jiang Haochen couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw that the person was actually thanking him in a very serious manner.

Chi Yuan belatedly realized that Mr. Jiang was making fun of him, and immediately blushed with embarrassment, adding a sentence quietly in his heart.

It's not that I'm secretly passionate, it's just that when Mr. Jiang is holding me up, I get the illusion that he's afraid I'll run away.

Even if it's just an illusion, Chi Yuan likes it very much.

"Cough! Cough cough!!"

Suddenly, Xiao Zhao's violent coughing came from outside the tent.

Chi Yuan looked towards the door: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Zhao only dared to lift the curtain and come in after hearing the noise: "The assistant director just came over to ask Brother Chi if your wound has been treated? Can we shoot the next scene now?"

"Sure." Chi Yuan stood up and said to Jiang Haochen, "Mr. Jiang, I'm going to film now. The sooner I finish filming, the sooner I can go back to the hotel."

Jiang Haochen naturally wouldn't stop them, and the two of them went out of the tent together.

Not far away, Yan Chuan glanced over and keenly noticed that Chi Yuan's clothes had been touched.

"Just fifteen minutes!" Yan Chuan said.

Zhu Feng: "..." You're still keeping track of time!