When Yan Wujing returned to the villa at night, An Xiaojing was seriously reading the script in the living room, and from time to time he would try to read the lines while acting. When he was fully absorbed, he didn't even notice that Yan Wujing had appeared beside him.

Yan Wujing didn't bother An Xiaojing, but quietly stood aside and watched An Xiaojing concentrate on the audition. It wasn't until An Xiaojing found him that he smiled and walked over to hug An Xiaojing's waist.

"When did you come back? Did you see it all?"

An Xiaojing lowered her head in embarrassment, looking around as if dodging her eyes.

An Xiaojing didn't know what was wrong with him, he could act like a fish in water in front of a group of people, even in front of a camera without real objects, but why did he feel so embarrassed that he wanted to pick his feet when he was in front of Yan Wujing?

"Are you afraid that I will see you audition?"

"No, it's just that I feel in front of you... I'm afraid I can't act well, so you can laugh at me."

"Your acting skills are very good, otherwise the box office will not sell well, you have to believe in yourself."

An Xiaojing looked up at Yan Wujing, his obsidian pupils reflected Yan Wujing's handsome face.

"You really think I'm good at acting?"

"Of course, you are the most powerful actor in my heart."

An Xiaojing was immediately sweetened by Yan Wujing's words, he smiled and kissed Yan Wujing's thin lips as a reward for Yan Wujing.

"Xiao Jing, you are teasing me."

"Huh? I just..."

"One kiss is not enough, you need to kiss more."

"I……"

Yan Wujing didn't give An Xiaojing a chance to refuse, he hugged An Xiaojing's waist tightly and leaned over to cover his thin lips.

At first An Xiaojing thought that he would just taste it, but Yan Wujing seemed to know the taste by eating the marrow, and made progress bit by bit, leaving him no leeway.

An Xiaojing's face was flushed red by Yan Wujing's kiss, as if he lacked oxygen. If he hadn't beaten Yan Wujing's chest vigorously to signal him to let go, maybe Yan Wujing still didn't understand An Xiaojing's pain.

"Sorry, I did something wrong again." Yan Wujing saw An Xiaojing's face turned red, and he was worried that An Xiaojing would blame him, so he pretended to be aggrieved, "I'm sorry, I was too anxious, I Make sure it won't happen next time."

An Xiaojing couldn't bear Yan Wujing's wronged eyes the most. After he took a few breaths, he smiled and said: "It's okay, Xiaobie is better than a newlywed, I can understand, but can you promise me, don't kiss for so long next time?" I'm a little hypoxic."

"Sorry, I didn't know you couldn't breathe."

"Huh? Kissing can still breathe?"

"Okay, if you don't, I can teach you how to breathe while kissing now."

After all, Yan Wujing kissed again, this time was much gentler than the previous one, and would remind An Xiaojing to take a breath from time to time.

"Xiao Jing, you have to know how to breathe. Kissing is not about holding your breath. You have to breathe while kissing like me."

Yan Wujing gnawed a few mouthfuls and took a breath, then continued to kiss.

"Xiao Jing, have you learned it yet?"

An Xiaojing imitated Yan Wujing's way of kissing, and it was indeed not as uncomfortable as before.

"I seem to have learned..."

"Then can we practice a few more times? I'm afraid that next time I'm in a hurry, you won't be able to breathe, and I'm so stupid, I'm afraid that if I don't pay attention, I will suffocate you."

"okay."

"Xiao Jing, close your eyes so that you can practice well."

After An Xiaojing closed his eyes, Yan Wujing slowly opened them. When he looked at An Xiaojing, there seemed to be a triumphant smile in his eyes.

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