One Pet Gets Married

Chapter 32

It wasn't as if she had never seen others act before. Not just on TV shows, but even on set, Tang You'an had witnessed people filming kissing scenes. Though they were mostly shot using camera tricks, the ultimate goal was to create the visual effect that the two people's lips had met.

So she understood clearly what a "kiss" meant—two people's lips and teeth meeting. To be honest, having never experienced it, she... couldn't imagine what it would feel like.

Given that they were in the middle of recording a show, they couldn't quietly discuss how to handle this. Without Song Xici's guidance, Tang You'an didn't dare act rashly.

"It's just... in front of so many people... it's embarrassing..." Song Xici laughed awkwardly. When she and Tang You'an got married, they had relied on acting skills and camera angles to fake the kissing part.

"Teacher Song, you just readily agreed earlier, saying you'd accept any punishment!" Wang Chengxu said with a grin.

"That's right, you can't back out now!"

...Everyone was eager to watch the show. Song Xici remained frozen for a good while, then suddenly turned to look at Tang You'an.

Tang You'an was drinking water, her delicate face still expressionless, making it impossible to tell what she was thinking.

"Hurry up! We can continue after you're done!"

"Yes!"

……

Finally, Song Xici steeled herself. She turned sideways, feeling as if she was facing certain death. She grabbed Tang You'an's arm with one hand and placed the other on the back of her neck. No turning back now! She had chosen this path, and she would crawl to the end if she had to!

It was just a kiss, after all. She wouldn't lose a piece of flesh! What kind of actress would she be if she couldn't even do this?! She couldn't falter here.

"Wow, so dominant?" Xia Jing watched from the side, lightly covering her mouth with her hand.

"Ooh, Teacher Song is so aggressive..." Ning Yu covered her face with both hands, then slowly spread her fingers to peek through the gaps at the two of them.

Forced to turn and look at her, Tang You'an's chest rose and fell slightly. Her gaze moved from Song Xici's brows to her lips, her long lashes lowering slightly before fixing on her eyes.

Were they really going to... do that? Did Song Xici intend to go through with it?

Finally, as Song Xici leaned in, Tang You'an also tilted her head slightly, moving closer.

As the distance between them decreased, Song Xici's hand gripping Tang You'an's arm began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Don't... don't look at me..." Seeing Tang You'an's face so close, Song Xici hurriedly whispered, her face gradually turning red from her ears.

She found herself increasingly unable to meet Tang You'an's gaze. She felt as if something in those eyes would capture her.

Tang You'an didn't respond, only lowering her eyes to look at Song Xici's soft lips. At the same time, that familiar dry, burning sensation rose in her throat.

Song Xici's fingers tightened on Tang You'an's arm as she glanced at the people around them from the corner of her eye, her breathing becoming heavier.

At that moment, a warm, soft kiss accompanied by warm breath covered the corner of her lips. Song Xici felt as if an electric current suddenly surged from deep within her body, spreading in waves to her limbs. Her entire body stiffened.

Their lips were barely touching, with no other movement, yet both of their hearts were already beating far too quickly.

"Xici..." After a while, Tang You'an felt an indescribable discomfort. She called out to her, her eyes moving slightly as she half-opened them.

Being so close, Song Xici's breath made her feel dizzy.

Inexplicably, she wanted more, but at the same time, she knew she should push away these strange thoughts.

"I..." Song Xici managed to utter a syllable, feeling hot and stiff. She couldn't help but open her eyes.

As their gazes met, Song Xici was startled and unconsciously leaned back a bit. In that instant, Tang You'an quickly reached out, wrapping her arm around Song Xici's back and firmly grasping her small shoulder, pulling the flustered woman back.

"Sorry..." The next second, Tang You'an held her close, leaning in to whisper those two words in her ear, eyes closed, her throat bobbing.

However, this action caused Tang You'an's breath to blow directly against Song Xici's ear, making goosebumps rise all over her already heated body.

"It's, it's been a minute, right?!" Song Xici turned her face away, looking at the others.

"Haha! Unbelievable, is Teacher Song embarrassed? Your face is so red!" Feng Xiaoxiao laughed.

"After all... after all, who would casually kiss their partner in public..." Song Xici gently pushed Tang You'an's shoulder, glancing around at everyone, her face still feeling like it was on fire.

"Oh, look how calm Little Tang is... I guess what they say online is true, Xici really is the one who..." Jin Yawen also began to tease Song Xici.

Tang You'an heard this and put her hand to her nose, looking at Jin Yawen, then at the tomato-faced Song Xici beside her. Though she didn't quite understand what they were saying, what had just happened was already embarrassing enough.

"That's not true at all, I'm very dominant!" Song Xici continued to protest, her face red.

"We didn't see that..." Everyone looked at her, shaking their heads in unison.

Finally, Song Xici huffily cupped her face in her hands, then blew at the hair falling over her forehead: "Alright, alright, let's continue the game!"

"Okay, even though it wasn't a French kiss, and although Teacher Tang and Teacher Song were still cheating, we'll let you off the hook. Let's continue. Since Teacher Song lost, Teacher Tang, why don't you tell us an embarrassing story about her or reveal one of her flaws!" Wang Chengxu didn't dwell on the details.

"Hmm..." Tang You'an heard this and thought for a while, arms crossed, stroking her chin. "She loves to sleep in. If she doesn't have work, she can sleep all day and night."

"You think I'm like you, a rooster whose job is to crow?" Having composed herself, Song Xici glanced at her.

"Hahaha, a crowing rooster?"

"Yes, she can go to bed later than a dog and wake up earlier than a chicken. Once when I slept in, she glared at me and lectured me as if I'd committed some unforgivable sin..." Song Xici continued to grumble. Rather than complaining, it seemed she was trying hard to alleviate the awkwardness from earlier by talking.

"Lectured?" Ning Yu blinked.

"That's because you have stomach problems but still sleep in and skip breakfast." Tang You'an turned to look at her. "I was just worried you couldn't handle it."

Song Xici heard this and glanced at her, then raised her hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Oh my..." Jin Yawen looked at the two of them. "In other words, this is another big bowl of dog food."

"It's not..." Song Xici protested softly.

But when she saw Tang You'an turn her head, Song Xici stared at her lips for two seconds before hurriedly picking up her cup and pretending to drink water.

After the round of games ended, everyone was tired. They briefly discussed how to decorate for the next day, then washed up and returned to their rooms.

It was fine when they were all together, but now with just the two of them, the atmosphere became somewhat awkward and strange.

"The wind must have been too strong earlier. We've only been here two days... and my lips are already so dry..." Standing in front of the mirror hanging on the cabinet, Song Xici carefully examined her face.

"Dry? I think it's fine..." Tang You'an responded, feeling it would be too strange not to say anything.

"The lip lines have deepened." Song Xici said.

"I thought they were quite soft..." Tang You'an said, then closed her mouth.

Both of them recalled what had happened earlier, and the atmosphere suddenly became weird again.

They should do something to ease the tension.

So Tang You'an took out a lip balm, turned around and held it out to Song Xici: "Want to apply some?"

"Okay." Song Xici took the lip balm, looked up at her, but after a glance, quickly turned away and unscrewed the cap to apply it.

"We have a busy day tomorrow. Let's use Q Dream and go to bed early." Tang You'an said as she opened the lid of her skincare product.

Compared to before, she had improved quite a bit, at least her product placements were more natural now.

"Mm." Song Xici nodded.

The weather today was quite nice. It was warm during the day, and the night wasn't as bone-chillingly cold as before, probably because there was no wind.

"Shall I turn off the light?" Tang You'an asked softly after Song Xici lay down.

"Oh, okay..." Song Xici pulled the blanket up to her nose, her voice muffled.

With a click, the light went off, and Tang You'an lay down beside her, one hand resting on her forehead, eyes closed.

But her mind was filled with thoughts of what had happened earlier. It was her first time kissing someone's lips. So that's what it felt like. Song Xici's lips were so soft. She wondered what it would be like to go deeper...

Heavens, what was she thinking? Tang You'an couldn't help but massage her forehead for a while.

The two lay flat next to each other, neither speaking. Song Xici had entered full "playing dead" mode.

What could she do? Casually chat about the weather, geography, philosophy, and life with someone she had just kissed—or close enough to kissing? She wasn't crazy.

Finally, as she lay there, Song Xici drifted off to sleep.

After struggling for a long time, Tang You'an also finally entered dreamland.

But that night, she didn't sleep peacefully at all. Or rather, she had a very, very outrageous dream.

In the dream, her behavior was hardly worthy of being called human—beast would be more accurate.

She dreamed that they had finished recording the show and returned home. Song Xici was washing fruit in the kitchen when she walked in behind her, gripped her shoulders, and slowly moved her hands down, gently embracing her soft body. Then she kissed her fair neck, turned her face, and kissed those rouge lips. Finally, she fumbled to undo the sash at her waist...

At last, in the dream, Song Xici, clothes disheveled, hung her arms around her neck and whispered in her ear: "I want you so badly, what should I do..."

The scenes in the dream looked incredibly hazy, yet Tang You'an could still feel something called desire from them.

When Tang You'an awoke from this dream with a start, she immediately sat up, gripping the sheets tightly on both sides, her back almost drenched in sweat. Looking around, she saw that it was already bright outside.

"What's wrong..." Song Xici, still groggy with sleep, rubbed her eyes as she slowly sat up. She covered her mouth and gave a small yawn, looking at Tang You'an with sleepy eyes. "Did you have a nightmare?"

Hearing Song Xici's voice, Tang You'an suddenly turned to look at her. Although the pajamas Song Xici had brought for the show were deliberately conservative, Tang You'an still couldn't help but think of that dream...

Releasing the sheets, Tang You'an hurriedly shook her head, hardly daring to look directly at her: "I'm fine, don't worry."

"Then why do you look so shaken?" Song Xici quickly pulled on her outer coat and draped it over herself.

"It's nothing." Tang You'an shook her head again, then threw back the covers and stood up, grabbing her clothes and opening the door to walk out.

But as she was walking out, she unexpectedly caught her toe on the threshold, causing her body to lurch forward. She nearly fell flat on the ground. Fortunately, her quick reflexes allowed her to grab the doorframe. Though it hurt, at least she managed to stay upright.

"Hey, you..." Song Xici saw how flustered she was and hurriedly got out of bed too.

"It's nothing." Tang You'an shook her head again.

"Does it hurt?" Song Xici put on her shoes and stood up. "What's really wrong with you? Seriously, are you feeling unwell somewhere? Should we ask the production team for a day off and go see a doctor? Okay?"

After all, Tang You'an wasn't usually like this.

"Really, it's nothing." Tang You'an turned her head slightly to answer with three words, then endured the pain in her foot, threw on her coat, and took two steps forward.

"Good morning, Teacher Tang!" Wang Chengxu saw her and greeted her from afar.

Tang You'an nodded in response, then went straight to the kitchen washing area.

Wang Chengxu paused, tilted his head, then continued his rare early morning chicken-feeding duties.

Tang You'an turned on the faucet and splashed several handfuls of cold water on her face before leaning down to turn it off tightly.

How could she have such a filthy, shameless dream...

Water dripped from her chin as Tang You'an parted her lips slightly, swallowed, then wiped away the water with her hand and looked towards the door.

She had many questions now and wanted to ask someone for advice.