Substitute Lover [Entertainment Industry] - Chapter 58

A myriad of tiny lights dotted the night sky, like stars.

The crowd in the square gradually thinned out. Mothers led their children home. The night was quiet, and the pigeons that had been around during the day were nowhere to be seen.

The lights were adjusted, aiming at the center of the square.

The cameraman, carrying his camera, stared intently at the screen.

A group of people surrounded the spinning wheel, following its gradually slowing rotation. The colorful divisions, the pointer slid past several areas, and slowly stopped on the words “princess carry”.

Princess carry?

The staff on the outside were all covering their mouths and snickering.

“This is good!”

“Hahaha, let’s see if Ms. Ji has the arm strength.”

“It’s too much for her, she’s a woman, and she’s wearing such thin high heels.”

“Exactly, what if she falls?”

“It doesn’t matter, our program team has bought insurance, if she falls, there’s compensation.”

“She’s so precious, she doesn’t want compensation, okay.”

••••

Jiang Cha looked at the two bold characters and gently bit her lip.

Princess carry.

Ji Fan had carried her like that before.

She was taller than herself, so she would bend down slightly, allowing her to wrap her arms around her neck, while her slender arms would hook behind her knees. With a gentle lift, she would turn around and walk a few steps, then bend down and gently place her on the soft bed in the bedroom.

Then…

A white, thin, slender hand waved in front of her eyes.

Jiang Cha suddenly lowered her head, and the side of her snow-white face was faintly flushed.

Song Yuan gently pulled Jiang Cha’s hand and asked, “Sister, how much do you weigh?”

Jiang Cha coughed lightly in embarrassment and said, “Not very heavy.”

“So how much do you weigh?”

Jiang Cha thought for a moment and said softly, “Around ninety.”

That was considered normal.

“It’s not heavy at all.”

Song Yuan couldn’t help but laugh, leaning in and lowering her voice, “Sister, has she carried you like that before?”

Unable to avoid the question, Jiang Cha simply nodded, and a faint blush tinged her white ears.

It was particularly noticeable against the cool moonlight.

Song Yuan’s eyes curved into a smile, and she playfully pinched her ear, soft and warm.

Song Yuan teased, “Your ears are so hot.”

This action seemed a little intimate, and Song Yuan impulsively reached out and touched her, immediately receiving the attention of two people.

One was from Song Baiwei, with a calm expression.

The other was from Ji Fan, her eyes were cold, making people feel a chill.

Song Yuan retracted her hand, not afraid, and simply said to the host, “Ms. Ji can carry her, I think it’s doable.”

The host was so scared by Ji Fan’s glare that she had a psychological shadow. This time, she learned her lesson and didn’t rush to express her opinion, knowing to watch the situation before speaking. She glanced at Ji Fan’s expression and saw that she was standing quietly on the side, her gaze fixed on another word on the spinning wheel-

Kiss.

Oh, she understood.

Ms. Ji is still thinking about the kiss that was interrupted earlier.”

A princess carry is simply not enough.

“Well, it’s like this,” the host thought for a moment and explained slowly, “This princess carry might not be what you’re thinking. It’s not just a princess carry, you also have to carry the person and run a lap. It’s really tiring, and you need to be strong enough. Ms. Ji isn’t an athlete, how could she have that much strength? I think it’s too much for her.”

“I see.”

“It’s indeed too tiring.”

“Look at her shoes, those high heels are like needles, what if she sprains her ankle?”

“Let’s change it.”

“Anyway, the program team didn’t explicitly state that a person can only spin the spinning wheel once.”

“Yes, yes, I agree.”

Everyone looked at Ji Fan.

She didn’t say anything.

She just frowned slightly as if she was a little impatient.

She was wearing those high-waisted black wide-leg pants, and the straps were very short. The night wind blew the hem of her clothes, revealing her slender waist. The wide-leg pants were made of a draping material, and there was a slit that was lifted by the wind, revealing her slender and delicate ankles. The white, which flashed briefly in the dim light, was like moonlight, cold and dazzling.

Ji Fan changed her stance, crossing her legs, relaxing for a moment.

She thought for a moment and said, “Can’t we do both?”

“Cough,” the host shook her head, “That’s not possible…” After a moment, she had a bright idea and said, “Why don’t we do it again?”

“Mm.”

Ji Fan didn’t say much.

The host held the edge of the wheel and pulled it down, and the spinning wheel slowly spun again.

She judged the amount of force she needed to apply based on where the spinning wheel was going to stop. But whether or not it would eventually stop on the word Ji Fan wanted, it depended on luck.

The spinning wheel slowly stopped.

It slid past the word “kiss”.

And pointed to the area next to it.

——Cherry.

The host: “……”

Ji Fan: “?”

What does it mean?

The host took a box of cherries from the prop box.

The cherries were wrapped in a white freshness box, as if they had just been taken out of the freezer, and there were fine water droplets on the cling wrap. The cherries were washed clean, very fresh, soft and shiny, bright red, and each one looked like it had just been picked, with long green stems.

The few guests who had been tired all day stared blankly.

So thirsty.

So hungry.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t prepared for them.

The host tore off the plastic wrap, and there were at least a dozen cherries inside, packed tightly together.

“You two have to finish it together.”

Ji Fan paused and said, “Just that?”

The host rolled her eyes and coughed awkwardly, saying, “Note, you have to do it ‘together’.”

“What do you mean?”

Song Yuan was curious.

The host beckoned, “Come over and I’ll demonstrate.”

Song Yuan smiled and walked over, “Coming.”

The host took a cherry and put it in her mouth, holding half of it and exposing the other half. Then she slowly leaned closer and brought the cherry to Song Yuan’s lips.

Song Yuan, having a sudden realization, took a bite.

The juice instantly spread.

The host wrapped the remaining half in her lips, her cheeks bulged a few times as she swallowed the fruit, then walked to the trash can on the side and spit out the pit, smiling as she explained, “That’s how it is. Two people eat it together, but, your lips can’t touch.”

“Lips can’t touch?”

Ji Fan frowned.

“Time limit: five minutes. If you don’t finish, you’ll be punished.”

The host looked at her watch, “Get ready, it’s almost time to start!”

••••

The night was quiet.

Not far away, the concert hall was illuminated by bright yellow lights. Through the transparent conical glass, the light pierced through the darkness, and the faint sound of music drifted endlessly in the wind.

The wind was cool.

But a person’s body temperature was warm.

On the red velvet, there was a plate of cherries.

They were soft in color and exuded a sweet fragrance.

The two faced each other, slightly reserved under the camera.

Ji Fan took a step forward first. Jiang Cha instantly smelled her unique perfume, fresh and calm, like a cedar and sandalwood garden after rain. The woody floral notes were clearly reassuring.

But at that moment, she felt uneasy.

Very uneasy.

Jiang Cha instinctively wanted to avoid it, but she had just taken a small step back when Ji Fan pulled her forward.

One hand half-embraced her waist.

Ji Fan had very thick hair and eyes as bright as stars.

She lowered her eyes and picked up a cherry with her fingertips.

“Start.”

The host timed it.

Ji Fan had a pair of extremely beautiful eyes.

Clean and black and white, the ends of her eyes were very long, and her thin eyelids were slightly indifferent when lowered, but when she raised her eyes, her black pupils seemed to see straight into people’s hearts in an instant, every frown and smile was not on her brows, but all in those eyes.

Eyes are precious for their spirit.

Ji Fan used those eyes to look at Jiang Cha quietly.

She bit into the cherry, lowered her head slightly, and passed it over.

A cool and slightly soft touch came from her lips.

Jiang Cha’s long eyelashes trembled and she took a bite.

The juice splashed, sweet and refreshing.

Unexpectedly very sweet.

Perhaps because she hadn’t had any water for a long time, Jiang Cha only felt thirsty at this moment and gradually forgot her initial unease and tension, relaxing and wanting to eat cherries.

Ji Fan offered her another one.

This time, she ate a bit too quickly, and their lips accidentally brushed against each other. The warm, soft touch sent a tingling sensation through her.

Ji Fan paused.

She had done that on purpose.

But the host seemed not to notice.

Soon, there was only one cherry left.

Jiang Cha felt the hand on her waist tighten slightly. She felt a sense of pressure coming over her and closed her eyes slightly, feeling a bit uneasy.

Her long eyelashes trembled incessantly.

Ji Fan stared at her deeply.

She passed over the last cherry.

Her teeth pierced the skin, and the sweet juice spread across her tongue.

Their breaths intertwined slowly.

One second, two seconds.

The hand on her waist moved away.

“Finished!”

The host clapped and announced.

Everyone else clapped and smiled.

Was it over?

Jiang Cha swallowed the fruit and raised her eyes, thinking she should leave, and took a step back with her toes.

Just then, she was suddenly pulled back, and her lips were suddenly blocked by something warm and soft.

A tall nose tip touched her cheek over and over, now near, now far.

Ji Fan gently held her lips and sucked slightly, deepening the kiss slowly.

The taste of cherries filled her tongue.

Sweet and refreshing.

T/N: Sigh… Why don’t I feel the sweetness in this kiss? Weird, I don’t quite like Ji Fan’s forceful kiss on Jiang… I feel annoyed; she’s always crossing the line. It’s not sweet at all!!