Chinese entertainment: What's wrong with actresses wanting to improve?

Chapter 244 "Original Code" by Annie

"Go put your luggage down first."

Guo Zhenni nodded and carried her luggage toward the guest room.

Annie turned back, snuggled into Fu Yibai's arms again, and looked up at him.

"Scarlett took on a role a few days ago and is filming in Atlanta. She won't be back for two months."

"Yes, I know."

Are you hungry? Shall I make you something to eat?

Anne got out of his arms and walked towards the kitchen.

"Can you cook?"

Fu Yibai followed behind.

"Of course. Don't underestimate me."

Anne turned and glared at him, but the smile on her lips betrayed her.

The kitchen was filled with the aroma of tomatoes and basil.

Annie opened the refrigerator, which was crammed full—steak, vegetables, fruit, cheese, pasta…

"What would you like to eat? I can make pasta, salad, steak..."

"Whatever, I'll eat whatever you make."

Anne nodded, took the ingredients out of the refrigerator, and started preparing.

Fu Yibai leaned against the kitchen doorway, watching her.

Annie's movements weren't very skilled; her knife work was a bit clumsy when she cut the tomatoes, but she did it very seriously, with her brows slightly furrowed and her lips pressed into a line.

"Oh, right."

Fu Yibai spoke.

There's something I want to tell you.

"Um?"

Annie didn't turn around and continued cutting tomatoes.

"There's a new project coming up next year. 'Source Code,' and you're the lead actress."

Anne stopped wielding her knife, turned around, and her eyes shone brightly.

"real?"

"When have I ever lied to you?"

Anne put down the knife, walked over, and tiptoed to kiss him on the lips.

"Thank you, Fu."

"No need to thank me, you're the one who suits you best."

Anne chuckled, turned around and went back to chopping tomatoes, but her movements were noticeably lighter and quicker.

Dinner was pasta with salad, and it tasted surprisingly good.

Fu Yibai ate two plates, while Annie sat opposite him, resting her chin on her hand, watching him eat with a smile on her lips.

"Is it tasty?"

"tasty."

Anne's eyes curved into two crescent moons.

After dinner, Fu Yibai nestled on the sofa with the two women in his arms, watching TV.

Annie leaned against him, tracing circles on his chest with her fingers, not paying any attention to what was on TV.

"Mr. Fu, I'm going back to rest now."

Guo Zhenni was a little reserved in front of Annie. After getting up from Fu Yibai's arms, she quickly went upstairs.

After Guo Zhenni left, Annie became even more unscrupulous.

She flipped over and straddled Fu Yibai's lap, leaning down to kiss his lips.

Fu Yibai slipped his hand inside her clothes, and the two kissed passionately, as if pouring all the longing they had felt over the past few days into this kiss.

Anne's breathing became erratic, and the skin pressed against his body began to burn.

She loosened her grip on his neck, grabbed the hem of her pajamas with her fingers, and lifted it up.

The movements were slow, first revealing her flat stomach, then the bottom edge of her bra, and finally her full breasts.

She threw her clothes on the carpet and bent down to unbutton his shirt, one button, two buttons, three buttons.

"Let's go back to our room first."

Fu Yibai picked Annie up from the sofa and carried her upstairs.

The two returned to the bedroom and tumbled together onto the soft, large bed.

The mattress creaked slightly, and the blanket was pressed down, leaving a dent.

Anne lay on her back, her hair spread out on the pillow.

She looked at him, her eyes glistening with tears, her lips slightly parted, and her breathing rapid and shallow.

"Pay~"

Fu Yibai leaned down and kissed the back of her ear.

Anne's body trembled slightly, her fingers gripping the bed sheet tightly.

His kisses moved from behind the ear to the neck, from the neck to the collarbone, and all the way down.

Anne's breathing became more and more rapid, her chest heaving more and more, and her lips parted, emitting very soft, suppressed gasps.

Moonlight streamed in through the French windows, spreading a silvery-white glow across the floor.

In the distance, the rustling of palm leaves in the wind and the occasional sound of passing cars could be heard, faint and indistinct, as if seen through a veil.

Anne's gaze gradually became unfocused, her lips opened but no sound came out, only a very faint breath escaped from her throat, like a sigh or a sob.

After an unknown amount of time, the noise finally subsided.

Annie nestled in Fu Yibai's arms, her whole body like a puddle of water, softly pressed against him.

Her face was buried in the crook of his neck, her breathing not yet fully calm, her chest rising and falling, her skin flushed a thin pink.

The two embraced each other without saying a word; only their breathing filled the room.

Fu Yibai's fingers gently stroked Annie's sweaty back, feeling the warmth and smoothness of her skin.

The moonlight shifted quietly, creeping from the floor to the edge of the bed, gently enveloping their intertwined figures.

"Honey, how long will you be staying here this time?"

"This might be a long time, probably until October."

"real!"

Anne's voice was filled with undisguised joy as she looked up.

Seeing her undisguised joy, Fu Yibai's heart softened, and he lowered his head to kiss her forehead.

"Yes, I have some other work to do here, so I'll be staying for a long time."

He explained, tucking a strand of sweaty hair behind her ear with his fingers.

"Very good."

Annie buried her face back in the crook of his neck, nuzzling him contentedly like a lazy cat.

She thought to herself that this meant they could spend at least several months together, without having to endure short, hurried reunions anymore.

She even began to imagine the days when she would wake up in the morning and see his sleeping face.

As the night deepened, the sounds of cars in the distance became increasingly sparse.

Their breathing gradually became long and even.