Chapter 652
Who brings their father along when they're kissing?
Tian Xi closed her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes pressed tightly together.
My cheeks were burning hot.
A thin layer of sweat appeared on my palms.
Her fingertips were still tightly gripping Jiang Yang's collar.
Her breathing was very light, both shy and excited.
She moved her lips slightly, wanting to get closer and feel his warmth.
But the next second, Jiang Yang turned his head away and avoided her kiss.
Tian Xi paused slightly.
Open your eyes.
The shyness in her eyes hadn't faded yet when she blinked and stared intently at Jiang Yang.
The smile on his lips froze.
There was doubt in his eyes.
Then, feeling annoyed, she frowned, wrinkled her nose, and pushed Jiang Yang hard.
The force wasn't too strong.
She tugged at his collar with her fingertips, speaking in a Chongqing accent, and said fiercely, "What do you mean? Why are you hiding? It's been days since we last kissed, and you won't let me kiss you? You said last week you missed me terribly, and now you're avoiding me. You're not keeping your word, are you playing me for a fool?"
"No, Xiwei, that..." Jiang Yang was taken aback by her fierce tone and quickly tried to explain.
Before he could finish speaking, Tian Xiwei abruptly interrupted him, her tone even more displeased: "What? What are you afraid of!"
Tian Xi frowned slightly and reached out to press down on Jiang Yang's shoulder.
The force was stronger than before, forcing him to stop dodging. Her eyes were stubborn: "I won't kiss you like I did last time, making you feel like you're being cupped. Why are you dodging?"
talking.
She no longer gave Jiang Yang a chance to explain.
She tiptoed and leaned in again, pressing her lips tightly against his, with a hint of temper.
She was venting her frustration at being interrupted, and also confirming his feelings.
The two kissed slowly.
Jiang Yang could sense Tian Xi's slight shyness; her lips only lightly brushed against his, soft and sweet with the taste of lychee.
I dare not use too much force.
But as they kissed, their lips began to rub together.
Tian Xiwei gradually became immersed in this warmth, but the tension in her heart did not dissipate.
Her fingertips were still tightly gripping the hem of Jiang Yang's suit jacket.
I kept reminding myself to restrain myself and not to suck so hard like last time, for fear of turning into a cupping blister again.
Just like Bai Lu doesn't like being called "Dog Sister".
She also doesn't like being called "Huoguanwei" (a nickname implying cupping).
As for Ruth, she has accepted being called "Mom" simply because she is self-aware and knows that she can't change her habit of swearing.
But she can change.
Cupping isn't necessary every time you kiss.
Tian Xiwei's breathing was even filled with a cautious gentleness.
After kissing for a while, Tian Xiwei realized something was wrong.
Unlike last time, Jiang Yang did not lift her skirt or place his hand on her back.
A week ago, in the back hill of Tongliang Library, in Jiang Yang's car, I was so nervous that my whole body stiffened when Jiang Yang touched my back.
They didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
The skin on my back felt like it had been burned.
My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of my chest.
Now I've gotten used to that warm touch, and I can get used to the warmth of his palm against me.
Now that they're not doing that, Tian Xiwei feels inexplicably empty inside.
"Jiang Yang!"
Someone shouted from the direction of the entrance to the residential area.
Speaking in a Chongqing accent: "Jiang Yang, hurry up! My car's battery is almost dead with the hazard lights on, and if we don't leave soon, we'll be late for the dubbing!"
A very familiar voice.
Tian Xiwei had heard it before and remembered that it happened at Jiang Yang's house. It was the last time she went to Jiang Yang's house with the Youxuepai team and the principal of Tongliang Middle School.
An old man from Jiangyang!
Tian Xi froze for a moment, opened her eyes, and then belatedly realized that Jiang Yang hadn't driven himself here today; Jiang Yang's old man had also come.
The thought of how she had just kissed Jiang Yang, and the possibility that Jiang Yang's father had seen it, made Tian Xiwei extremely nervous.
She subconsciously licked Jiang Yang's lips again.
He completely forgot that he had just been restraining himself.
When she realized what was happening, she quickly pulled her head back, and as her lips left Jiang Yang's, she let out a soft "pop".
Followed by.
Then Jiang Yang's low laughter was heard: "The cupping is still the best."
Tian Xi glared at Jiang Yang: "You still call me 'Fire Cup Wei,' that sounds awful. So you're just a loser, Yang. You're so handsome, and you still have my first kiss. You can't even pick up girls. You're a complete loser!"
Done.
Tian Xiwei felt both shy and embarrassed.
She didn't dare look in the direction of the community entrance, and longed to bury herself in Jiang Yang's arms to hide.
However, with Jiang Yang's father watching, she dared not be too reckless.
He could only complain under his breath, "Jiang Yang, you really are something! Your dad's here, why didn't you say so sooner? Who brings their dad along when they're kissing? I'm speechless!"
"I didn't come here to kiss you,"
Jiang Yang laughed and said, "All you ever do is kiss, kiss, kiss. Have you remembered all the things I taught you these past few days about the precautions for dubbing?"
"I've got it, I've got it. You don't need to say it!"
Tian Xi lowered her head, not daring to look Jiang Yang in the eye.
I didn't dare to look up at the entrance of the residential area.
With her head down, she ran over in one go. When she was almost at the Mercedes-Benz S-Class parked at the entrance of the residential area with its hazard lights on, she stopped and took a deep breath.
I straightened my clothes.
She forced a gentle smile onto her face.
I greeted the old man from Jiangyang.
Tian Xiwei reached out and opened the car door, her fingertips trembling slightly. The rear window was covered with thick privacy film, making it completely dark and impossible to see what was happening inside the car.
She was extremely nervous when she got on the bus.
My heart was pounding with anxiety.
She was afraid there were other people in the car, and even more afraid that Jiang Yang's younger sister, Jiang Yueyue, was sitting inside and would laugh and tease her when she saw her come in: "Sister Xiwei, you're so good at kissing!"
fortunately.
Upon opening the car door, one could see that besides Jiang Jianye in the driver's seat, there was no one else inside.
Tian Xi's slightly tense shoulders relaxed a little as she awkwardly sat down in the back seat.
His back was straight, and his hands were placed neatly on his knees.
With legs together and toes pointing in the same direction, I dared not move.
Head bowed, eyes darting about.
She would occasionally steal a glance out the window at Jiang Yang, who was walking this way, and then quickly lower her head again.
He exuded a sense of nervousness and awkwardness in front of his elders.
Jiang Jianye, speaking in a Chongqing accent, said, "Girl, let me tell you, that bastard Jiang Yang, wasn't he filming 'A Little Reunion' in Beiping last time?"
Upon hearing this...
Tian Xiwei's eyes lit up, and she nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, I was taking the art exam in Beiping at that time, and I also went to the theater of 'A Little Reunion'. I even saw the crew filming from afar."
Jiang Jianye frowned: "You know what? Back then, Jiang Yang insisted on making me drive my Mercedes S-Class to Beiping! The thing is, there are some restricted areas in Beiping where you can't drive with an out-of-town license plate. He knew that perfectly well, but he still insisted on driving it, which drove me crazy! Back then, I had to drive his beat-up Corolla every day. It was old and bumpy, and it was so annoying to ride in. Let me tell you, he's hoping I get caught drunk driving every day now, do you believe me?"
"Huh?" Tian Xi was slightly taken aback.
Is the son hoping his father will get caught for drunk driving?
Would Jiang Yang really have such thoughts?
It's an inversion of the Heavenly Gang.
"Really, sis, I'm not kidding you!"
Jiang Jianye slapped the steering wheel, becoming more and more excited as he spoke:
"If I get caught drunk driving and my license is confiscated, he can drive this Mercedes forever! Seriously, my son sometimes drives me crazy, and I can't even say anything to him. Now that he's all grown up, he dares to talk back to me!"
As he spoke, he took a drag of his cigarette.
I noticed that Tian Xi frowned slightly.
He recalled that Jiang Yang had talked to him before, and none of the girls in Jiang Yang's company liked to smoke.
Non-smokers usually dislike the smell of smoke.
It's clear that Tian Xiwei and Jiang Yang have a good relationship.
He didn't want Tian Xiwei to realize that he was a rough man, because that would make his son lose face.
Jiang Jianye was about to put out the cigarette.
Jiang Yang opened the car door and sat in the back seat. As soon as he got in, he frowned and said, "What's the anger? Why are you smoking? Put it out. Xiwei doesn't like the smell of smoke."
"It's okay, it's okay, I can smell the smoke, it's fine."
Tian Xiwei quickly waved her hand and moved her body closer to Jiang Yang.
Make room for him so he can sit more comfortably.
She instinctively reached out to take Jiang Yang's arm, but then remembered that Jiang Yang's father was in the driver's seat, so she quickly pulled her arm back.
Restore a restrained yet upright sitting posture.
With Jiang Yang by his side, he felt much more at ease. "I won't give up, I'm going to keep hitting you!" Jiang Jianye retorted in a Chongqing accent, "You think you're so great just because you passed the imperial examination? You think you're so awesome just because you acted in a few movies? You dare to order me around? I'm your father, you know that!"
"Are you sure you won't be destroyed, old man?"
"We will not perish!" Jiang Jianye said with a tense face.
"Then give me one too," Jiang Yang said slowly, leaning back in his seat.
Jiang Jianye was stunned for a moment, muttering under his breath, "You son of a bitch."
Tian Xi turned her head and glared at Jiang Yang, blurting out, "You're not allowed to smoke! What are you smoking for? Smoking is bad for your health. If you smoke, I'll smoke you!"
She realized she had lost her composure as soon as she finished speaking.
It's very impolite to be so harsh on Jiang Yang in front of his father.
Tian Xiwei quickly forced a gentle smile, softened her tone, and coaxed softly, "Jiang Yang, please stop smoking."
Jiang Jianye laughed.
The tension on his face dissipated, and his eyes were full of laughter: "Don't worry, little sister, I'm not smoking anymore, I'll put out my cigarette!"
After saying that, he put out his cigarette, started the car, and knew what he was doing.
Xiwei is a really nice girl. She's straightforward, considerate, and genuinely cares about Jiang Yang.
Smoking is indeed bad for your health. He can't quit, and he doesn't want Jiang Yang to become a heavy smoker like him.
Tian Xiwei's home is in the old neighborhood of Tongliang.
The residential buildings are low-rise, and there are many breakfast stalls along the roadside, with the aroma of soy milk and fried dough sticks wafting through the air.
Along the way, you can see the sign for the Tongliang Old Vegetable Market, and there's an old noodle shop that's been open for over ten years.
As the car left Tongliang and entered the airport expressway, the scenery along the way gradually changed.
The old neighborhood has been replaced by wide asphalt roads.
From afar, the Cathay Arts Center can be seen; its shape resembles a bunch of red hot pot chopsticks, standing near the Liberation Monument.
There are also treehouses in the style of traditional Chongqing stilted buildings, with vibrant colors.
There are also more green plants along the roadside.
Lush and verdant.
The three people in the car gradually started chatting.
At first, Tian Xiwei was a little reserved and spoke cautiously.
She was afraid of saying the wrong thing and upsetting old man Jiang Yang, and she was also afraid that bringing up the kiss earlier would make the atmosphere awkward.
After chatting for a while, she realized that old man Jiang Yang didn't mention what had just happened at all, as if he hadn't seen anything.
The awkwardness in my heart slowly dissipated.
He gradually opened up and would occasionally chime in with a few words, chatting with Jiang Jianye about Jiang Yang's childhood anecdotes.
At the same time, a secret joy welled up inside him.
Jiang Yang's first kiss was with her.
Chaoyue, Haochun, Ruonan, none of them can compare to them.
She even kissed Jiang Yang twice in front of his family. They couldn't compare to her treatment!
The more she thought about it, the more smug she felt. She turned to look out the window, her fingers subtly touching the back of Jiang Yang's hand.
Jiang Yang noticed her subtle movements.
He quietly took her hand and gently squeezed her palm with his fingertips.
Tian Xiwei's eyes were full of joy. She didn't dare to say anything more and just held Jiang Yang's hand tightly. Even the scenery outside the window seemed exceptionally beautiful to her.
Jiang Jianye caught a glimpse of their subtle interaction in the rearview mirror and clicked his tongue.
Anyway, the son won't lose out.
If it were his daughter Jiang Yueyue, like Tian Xiwei, who was so young and already kissing, hugging, and holding hands with other men, especially with a boy like his son who was surrounded by so many girls, he would be ready to kill him.
Jiang Yang and Tian Xiwei will take the earliest flight to the headquarters of Youxuepai, which is located in Futian District, Shenzhen, Guangdong Province.
We arrived at Chongqing Airport and checked in.
After passing through security.
Tian Xiwei began to remind herself in her mind.
When you arrive at the headquarters of Youxuepai, be polite. Greet the staff proactively, speak softly, and don't be too hasty.
Don't be nervous when doing the voice acting; just follow Jiang Yang's rhythm.
The plane slowly took off.
The buildings on the ground gradually became like small building blocks, exquisite and well-arranged.
A thin layer of mist still lingered outside the window.
Soft as fluffy white clouds, it enveloped the fuselage, hazy and gentle.
She turned to look at Jiang Yang beside her.
They discovered that Jiang Yang had already fallen asleep.
"Why is it like this again? She falls asleep as soon as she gets on the plane. It's the same when she flies with Chaoyue, and it's the same when she flies with me," Tian Xi muttered.
I won't disturb Jiang Yang.
When the flight attendant pushed the food cart over, I deliberately reminded her to speak softly.
Every now and then, Tian Xi would glance at Jiang Yang, a faint smile playing on her lips, full of longing.
Looking into the distance, the sky is a deep blue.
As we gradually approached the skies above Shenzhen, we could clearly see the continuous coastline below through the porthole.
The azure sea meets the blue sky, making the sea look like an upside-down sky.
The ships sailing on the sea are like tiny chess pieces, dotting the surface of the ocean.
Not long after, the plane landed smoothly at Shenzhen Bao'an International Airport.
The machine vibrated slightly, and Jiang Yang slowly woke up, rubbing his eyes, still a little groggy from just waking up.
Tian Xiwei's phone regained signal and vibrated slightly.
She picked up her phone and unlocked it, immediately noticing several messages popping up in the [Pretty Girl Battle 4] group chat.
Open the group chat to view.
At the top is a short video posted by Yang Chaoyue.
The video was filmed with the help of Yang Chaoyue's father.
The camera was a bit shaky.
Yang Chaoyue was holding a skateboard in his arms, wearing a coarse cloth jacket with the sleeves rolled up to reveal his fair arms, long pants with the cuffs rolled up, and black rubber shoes covered in mud on his feet.
She's dressed like this again.
If you don't look at their faces and figures, there's not much difference between ordinary rural women.
Tian Xiwei seriously suspected that there was some kind of curse on Yang Chaoyue's hometown, otherwise why would Chaoyue, who usually wore fashionable clothes in Beiping and Zejiang, take them off and put on such rural clothes as soon as he returned to his hometown?
Yang Chaoyue's hair was casually tied into a low ponytail, and the wisps of hair on his forehead were blown by the wind and stuck to his face, giving him a down-to-earth and wild vibe.
The background of the video is a country road in rural Yancheng.
Rice paddies lined the roadside.
The wind blows across the rice paddies, creating ripples.
In the distance are neatly arranged farmhouses with blue bricks and gray tiles.
Strings of dried corn and chili peppers hung under the eaves, and several bundles of dried straw were piled up in the corner.
Several free-range chickens were pecking at food by the roadside.
Yang Chaoyue asked the camera, "Dad, are you recording yet?"
"It's being recorded," Father replied.
Yang Chaoyue took action, not standing on the skateboard, but instead sitting down on it.
With both hands gripping the ends of the skateboard tightly, he took advantage of the slope and slid down the small earthen slope in the field.
After reaching flat ground, she leaned to one side and tried to control the skateboard, clumsily turning in a circle and almost falling.
After regaining her balance, she grinned at the camera and said, "What are you all doing? Sisters, come to my house next time, I'll teach you how to skateboard downhill, aren't I awesome?"
Shortly after the message was sent, Bai Lu replied first: "[Awesome.]"
Immediately after, Zhao Jinmai's message popped up: ["What's so great about that? Is a skateboard for sitting on? Standing up is what's impressive. I might as well teach you. Bai Lu, you're just a sycophant for Chaoyue."]
Not to be outdone, Bai Lu typed back: ["I'm saying that kids raised on this old breed like Chaoyue are awesome—they're resilient to pressure, beatings, heat, cold, viruses, and even depression."]
Zhao Jinmai quickly replied: ["Sparrow food is awesome, I can't compare. I get depressed easily when I don't have anything fun to do."]
Zhang Ruonan chimed in: ["And then there are grades; even surpassing them won't save you."]
Bai Lu continued: ["They just can't resist poverty. Sometimes I see Chao Yue embezzling Jiang Yang's money, but I'm too lazy to call him out on it."]
Tian Xiwei laughed out loud when she saw this.
Typing at lightning speed: ["Chaoyue doesn't get hungry easily, really. Chaoyue can eat so much, but he doesn't gain weight. He probably poops a lot too, he has a straight intestine."]
The surrounding passengers were all busy packing their luggage.
He bent down to pick up his suitcase from the luggage rack and spoke quietly to the person next to him.
Flight attendants pushed a food cart and gently reminded everyone to take their belongings and disembark in an orderly manner.
Tian Xiwei got up and found that Jiang Yang was still unconscious.
Tian Xi's eyes darted around, and she quietly picked up her phone, turned on the video recording function, and started recording Jiang Yang next to her.
In the video, Jiang Yang leans back in his seat with his eyes squinted.
She reached out and gently patted Jiang Yang's cheek, her voice soft: "Jiang Yang, wake up, the plane has landed, we're in Shenzhen."
Jiang Yang was woken up by being patted, and he opened his eyes groggily.
He rubbed his cheeks, his eyes somewhat unfocused.
She glanced at Tian Xiwei beside her, then looked out the window, and muttered lazily, "So fast? Sleeping on the plane is so comfortable, I haven't had enough sleep yet."
Tian Xi smiled and pressed the stop button, then sent the short video to the group.
Not long after, Yang Chaoyue chimed in: [“That’s just how Yang is, he falls asleep as soon as he gets on the plane. Sometimes I even wonder if he’s a robot, he runs out of power as soon as the plane takes off… By the way, Xiwei, where did you and Yang go?”]
Tian Xiwei replied: ["Come to the Youxuepai headquarters in Shenzhen to do voice-over for the commercial we filmed last time."]
Just after sending the message, she suddenly remembered something and sent another message: ["Yezi, are you still in Guangdong Province? @ZhouYe."]
A few seconds later, Zhou Ye replied: ["Yeah, I'm here, but I've gotten so tanned. You're in Guangdong too? Come visit me when you're done with your work, I'll treat you guys to a meal by delivering takeout."]
"Stop chatting, Xiwei, let's go. The people from Youxuepai should be waiting for us at the airport."
Jiang Yang stretched and straightened his clothes.
He leaned over and glanced at Tian Xiwei's phone screen. Seeing Zhou Ye's message, he muttered, "Zhou Ye delivers takeout every day. How can he not get tanned? He can't keep doing this. If he gets too tanned, he won't look good on camera. She'll just steal his delivery cart."
"Great, great, stealing cars is good, Jiang Yang, should we be able to finish today?"
"Yes, we can. We'll do the voice-over. The process also includes a visit to the post-production workshop. We can finish it tonight and go to Zhou Ye's place tomorrow. I think she's in Huizhou."
Tian Xiwei got up with Jiang Yang, picked up her carry-on luggage, and followed the crowd off the plane, urging, "Let's go, let's hurry up, I'll steal Zhou Ye's electric scooter to support you!" (End of Chapter)