Chapter 52 — An Enveloping Kiss

Gu Beicheng felt the warmth at his waist, and the corners of his lips lifted into a gentle smile. This little woman’s delicate appearance was truly endearing, stirring up protectiveness in him.

“Mu Ran, would you like to sign with Star City?”

Gu Beicheng knew Mu Ran’s resources were lacking; perhaps joining Star City Films was her best option.

Mu Ran pursed her lips and said nothing. She didn’t want to sign with Star City—never again would she allow herself to be controlled by a company! Nor did she wish to become someone who relied on connections, held in this man’s grasp.

For now, the small studio An Lan had founded suited her well—she was unbound, and though resources were few, it was enough to keep her from starving.

Mu Ran believed she could turn the tide in the entertainment world through her own ability.

“What’s wrong? You don’t want to?” Gu Beicheng pressed his handsome face close to Mu Ran’s tiny ear, his warm breath caressing her frost-reddened earlobe.

Mu Ran turned her head and rubbed her itchy ear, “When I become Best Actress, I’ll invest in your Star City Films.”

Her words made Gu Beicheng burst out laughing. This woman’s ambitions were truly lofty.

“There’s no need to invest—the entire company could be yours,” he said, his voice as tender as water, his sincerity evident.

Mu Ran frowned. Was there some trick here? How long had she known this man, and he was already offering her his company?

Was he trying to keep her as his mistress?

Such an improper relationship was something she’d scoffed at in her past life, and even more so now.

She cleared her throat, “No way. Why would you give it to me? I just want to act well in the future, not run a company!”

“Isn’t being the boss’s wife a good thing? You wouldn’t have to do anything,” Gu Beicheng lowered his head, his large hand ruffling the hair of the woman in his arms, his gaze filled with admiration and playful ambiguity.

“Isn’t that just being a canary in your gilded cage?” Mu Ran mocked.

A biting wind swept in through the cave entrance, making her shiver and instinctively burrow deeper into his embrace.

“Heh.”

Gu Beicheng’s brows raised, dark eyes swirling with hidden currents.

“What are you laughing at? Holding you doesn’t cost you anything.”

“Hold me tighter.”

With a mischievous glint, Gu Beicheng loosened his arms, placing both hands behind him on the large stone, his expression full of implication.

“Why did you let go?” Mu Ran looked up; with the space between them, the cold wind rushed in.

Gu Beicheng stayed silent, staring intently at her disgruntled little face.

At this moment, Mu Ran looked soft and adorable, her cold and striking features now tender and charming.

His heart melted completely; how could she be so cute?

Unable to resist her sweetness, Gu Beicheng pulled her tightly into his arms again, burying his face in the crook of her neck, greedily breathing in her scent.

“Mu Ran, I like you.”

The moment those words left his lips, both their faces flushed deeply.

Receiving no response from her, Gu Beicheng grew anxious. His slender fingers lifted her chin, and she could see the nervousness on his composed face.

“And then?” Mu Ran pouted, her breath hot and steamy as it swept across his face.

“I like you very much.” He wanted to possess her!

He didn’t utter the second half, afraid it might frighten this delicate woman.

Mu Ran’s heart raced wildly, as if she were sprinting a hundred meters.

“Mu Ran, what are you thinking?” Gu Beicheng lowered his head, moving closer to her lips.

Mu Ran took a deep breath, inhaling his intoxicating, cold, and sharp scent.

“I don’t know.”

She was extremely shy, turning her face away.

Her petite cheeks glowed with a vibrant flush.

Gu Beicheng stopped pressing her, keeping his arms tightly around her, his breath laced with affection.

Mu Ran must have feelings for him; otherwise, with her personality, she would have kept her distance long ago.

“Gu Beicheng?”

“Hmm?”

“Nothing, just calling your name.”

“Why not call me Bei Bei?”

He kissed her soft hair, his deep voice endlessly seductive. He released his hands, ready to adjust her hat.

“What’s wrong?” Mu Ran quickly gripped his hand, refusing to let go, greedily soaking up his gentleness and warmth.

Gu Beicheng reversed his grip, pulling her small hand to his lips for a gentle kiss. “Be good, let me fix your hat.”

“I can do it myself.”

Her meaning was clear: don’t move, just hold me tight.

She pressed her face against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.

“Gu Beicheng, will you fall in love with me?”

She placed her small hand over his heart, looking up with a flushed face and sparkling, watery eyes.

“I will.” Perhaps he already had…

The heart doesn’t lie!

Mu Ran smiled, quietly savoring the powerful rhythm of his heart.

She nestled softly in his arms, sweet and docile, a stark contrast to her usual bold, spirited self.

Gu Beicheng’s gaze was greedy, indulgent. He felt an impulse to hide her away, never letting anyone else see her so enchanting.

Unable to restrain himself, his smiling lips drew closer to her rosy lips.

The man closed his eyes, while the woman’s eyes widened, but after a moment she closed them as well.

Gu Beicheng’s smile deepened. In a sense, this was their first kiss, born naturally from their feelings.

Their soft lips pressed close, breathing in each other’s essence.

He let her go, his slender fingers gently caressing her swollen lips.

“Mmm, what’s wrong?” she whimpered.

Before Mu Ran could react, his lips covered hers once more.

“Just a little longer,” his magnetic, husky voice coaxed her.

But she quickly dodged away.

Gu Beicheng frowned, opened his eyes, and was met with her alluring, misty gaze.

“Ran Ran? Be good.”

Mu Ran opened her dewy eyes, biting her lip and whining softly, “No.”

Her small gestures only deepened his affection for her. He stared at her face, and after a moment, he pouted, aggrieved, “It’s not enough.”

Mu Ran didn’t care if he was satisfied or not. She pushed against his chest, carving out a bit of space, lips pursed and eyes shining with unshed tears. “I said no!”

“Alright, whatever you say.”

Gu Beicheng cradled her head tightly against him.

An hour passed, and still no one came looking for them.

Gu Beicheng’s gaze sharpened as he surveyed their surroundings. It seemed they’d have to rely on themselves.

“Ran Ran, does your leg still hurt?”

Called so intimately, Mu Ran’s face turned even redder. She shook her head, letting him know she felt much better.

Gu Beicheng picked up the mini camera from the ground, examining it with sharp eyes, his expression turning complicated.

“What’s wrong?” Mu Ran saw him staring at the mini camera for a long time, so she leaned in for a look—and suddenly her face flushed scarlet.

On the live stream comments:

“My God! They finally noticed us!”

“Oh my goodness, I love this surprise so much!”

“Mu Ran and Cheng Beigu are proof this show has no script!”

“Cheng Beigu! Marry Mu Ran right now!”

“Thank goodness they held back—if there were any explicit scenes, I’d have a nosebleed!”

“Guys, I’m wiping my nosebleed right now!”

“Hahahaha, how was Mu Ran so confident the camera was broken just now?”

“Cheng Beigu and Mu Ran, marry on the spot!”

“Is Cheng Beigu a player?”

“Why did Mu Ran call Cheng Beigu Gu Beicheng just now?”

“Could it really be that Gu Beicheng?”

“No way, I didn’t hear it!”

“Exactly, how could the CEO of Star City Group appear on a variety show!”

“Gao Minglang, I give you three minutes to appear before me!”

Gu Beicheng glanced at the little woman who had turned away, shy beyond belief, his voice cold and expressionless as he stared straight into the camera and called out to Chief Director Gao Minglang.

That Gao Minglang was clearly using him and Mu Ran for traffic!

Who gave him the nerve!

“Hey! Teacher Cheng, Teacher Cheng, I’m here, I’m here. I’ll drop the ladder down right now, you and Xiao Ran climb up quickly—you must be frozen!”

Gao Minglang suddenly appeared at the cave entrance, poking his head in and shouting at the two inside.

The mini camera really had been shut down from the fall, and the director’s team, worried for Gu Beicheng and Mu Ran’s safety, quickly retraced their steps to find them.

When Gao Minglang and the staff arrived, the mini camera had magically rebooted.

Gao Minglang quietly peered inside, finding the two in a passionate embrace, reluctant to part.

Not wanting to disturb the boss’s romantic moment, they waited quietly, ready for the boss to notice the camera was working.

Of course, if things got too heated and headed toward anything unsuitable for children, Gao Minglang would definitely intervene.

“Hurry up,” Gu Beicheng’s voice was icy, and the glare he shot at Gao Minglang was full of murderous intent.

Gao Minglang quickly lowered the ladder. “Right away, right away. Xiao Ran must be frozen—her face is so red.”

“Shut up!”

“Shut up!”

They spoke in unison.

Live stream comments:

“The director really stirs the pot!”

“Hahahahahaha!”

“Mu Ran isn’t cold—she’s nice and warm in Teacher Cheng’s arms.”

Mu Ran patted her cheeks, casting a resentful glance at Gu Beicheng, snorting arrogantly. That annoying man surely knew the camera wasn’t broken.

Gu Beicheng looked innocent, shrugging his shoulders. He really didn’t know.

“Ran Ran, let’s go up.”