Targeted by the Movie Queen - Chapter 2

The woman wore simple white casual attire, yet her enviable figure was impossible to conceal.

The fitted white short-sleeved tee accentuated her ample curves, while the black shorts revealed slender, elongated legs—so thin and long they resembled chopsticks.

Her chestnut hair was tied into a high ponytail due to the heat, and though her eyes were hidden behind sunglasses, her presence remained undeniably intense as she gazed at Shen Chuxia.

She watched the sleeping figure on the bed for a long while before finally climbing in and wrapping her arms around Shen Chuxia from behind.

The sunglasses were tossed aside as she nestled against Shen Chuxia’s shoulder, arms encircling her waist, nuzzling into the crook of her neck and inhaling the intoxicating scent of jasmine that clung to her skin. Like an addict, she couldn’t resist murmuring, “Xiao Chu… you’re finally back. I missed you so much.”

The woman in her arms remained silent, deep in slumber, oblivious to the words—only feeling a faint tickle against her neck, as if a feather were teasing her skin.

The grip around her waist tightened, pulling her flush against the body behind her. Lips brushed against Shen Chuxia’s neck, planting soft, lingering kisses.

Hot breaths fanned over Shen Chuxia’s sleeping face as the woman studied her features for a long moment before finally pressing a kiss to her cheek.

……

Shen Chuxia woke up later, stifled by heat. The air conditioning had been turned off at some point, and a heavy weight pressed down on her, making it hard to breathe.

Her lips parted slightly, a sheen of sweat glistening on her delicate face. Her robe had been tugged loose, hanging haphazardly.

Overwhelmed by the heat, she tried to push the weight off, but no matter how much she struggled, it refused to budge—if anything, the hold grew tighter, the hands more daring.

Eyes still shut, she finally snapped and grabbed the wandering hand that had begun creeping toward her curves.

Only for that hand to immediately seize hers in return.

“Xiao Chu… don’t move… let me touch you,” the woman murmured, voice rough with sleep as she pulled Shen Chuxia closer and resumed her exploration—this time with clear intent, her palm boldly cupping Shen Chuxia’s softness.

The contact jolted Shen Chuxia fully awake.

“What the—?! Who are you?! How did you get into my bed?!” She hastily tightened her robe, too startled to even glance at the intruder before scrambling to get off the bed—only to be yanked back and pinned down.

“Must you be so cruel to me, Xiao Chu?” The woman—Su Zi—pressed Shen Chuxia’s wrists down, gazing at her with a hint of reproach. “I came back for you. Are you really still angry with me?”

Shen Chuxia froze beneath her, stunned into silence as she finally took in the other woman’s face.

Every delicate frown, every subtle expression—Su Zi was breathtaking, like a painting come to life. Shen Chuxia couldn’t help but stare.

Misinterpreting her silence as forgiveness, Su Zi softened, leaning closer.

“Xiao Chu… don’t be mad at me anymore, okay?” Her voice was sweet, deliberately drawn out in a way that sent shivers down Shen Chuxia’s spine. “I won’t leave again after this.”

With each word, the distance between them shrank, Su Zi’s lips inching nearer.

By the time Shen Chuxia realized what was happening, she was already being kissed by that person!

The unfamiliar sensation on her lips felt like it was gnawing away at her rationality, leaving her too stunned to even speak.

As the intruder continued to invade her mouth, Shen Chuxia’s consciousness gradually blurred.

Then she felt the person’s hands tugging at her bathrobe…

Her eyes flew open, and with a burst of strength she didn’t know she had, Shen Chuxia broke free and delivered a resounding slap.

“Pervert…” she gasped, her lips bitten red as if they might bleed.

The coldly beautiful face before her reddened visibly, soon showing a faint mark from the strike.

Seeing this, Shen Chuxia guiltily retreated, tightening her bathrobe while glaring warily at her assailant.

“Who are you? Why would you do such a thing to me? If you don’t explain, I’m calling the police!”

Her voice came out muffled and trembling, sounding less like an interrogation and more like an angry kitten’s mewl.

Su Zi touched her stinging cheek, her eyes slightly red as she gazed at Shen Chuxia with wounded melancholy.

“Xiao Chu… you actually hit me…”

“You deserved it! Who told you to appear out of nowhere and assault me!” Shen Chuxia retorted defensively as Su Zi rubbed her face.

“Must you be so cruel to me?”

Shen Chuxia’s delicate brows knitted together in confusion.

“You’re not making any sense! What’s this ‘Xiao Chu’ nonsense? I’m Shen Chuxia!” Her face flushed alternately red and pale as she recalled the recent events.

“I know you’re Shen Chuxia. My Xiao Chu.”

Seeing no reasoning with her, Shen Chuxia grabbed her phone to call the police.

But before she could dial, Su Zi pounced, knocking the phone from her hands.

Pinning Shen Chuxia down, Su Zi tossed the device aside, leaving its owner helpless as her brand-new phone clattered to the floor.

The dull thud of impact barely registered before Su Zi’s mouth sealed over hers again.

Like an unstoppable force, Su Zi began plundering Shen Chuxia’s lips anew.

When Shen Chuxia tried to push her away, her wrists were captured and pinned above her head.

The agile tongue exploring her mouth brought both tremors of sensation and an unsettling familiarity.

Breath stolen, Shen Chuxia grew lightheaded until desperation made her bite down hard.

The tactic worked – Su Zi released her immediately, a trickle of blood at the corner of her mouth as she regarded Shen Chuxia with wounded eyes.

Weakly covering her face, Shen Chuxia suddenly heard knocking at the door.

“Are you up? The director sent me to fetch you,” called yesterday’s guide from the hallway.

Seizing this lifeline, Shen Chuxia scrambled off the bed toward the door.

Only to feel arms encircle her waist – Su Zi had risen and now embraced her from behind.

“Xiao Chu… do you still resent me…?”

“Resent what? I don’t even know you!” Shen Chuxia struggled against the unyielding grip.

“You’re still resentful towards me, and now you won’t even acknowledge me…” The person trembled as she spoke, pulling Shen Chuxia closer and whispering, “Xiao Chu… I’m sorry, please don’t resent me anymore, okay? And don’t scare me like this—I really can’t bear it… I truly know I was wrong.”

As she spoke, she nuzzled against Shen Chuxia’s nape in a coaxing manner, refusing to let go no matter how much Shen Chuxia pushed.

“Don’t be like this… Let’s talk properly…” Shen Chuxia couldn’t handle such intimacy. The skin on her nape felt as if it had been brushed by an electric current, the tingling sensation spreading downward, making her legs go weak.

The person behind her clung like an insistent, oversized cat. Hearing the change in Shen Chuxia’s voice, she didn’t stop but instead grew even bolder.

Her legs weakened so much that Shen Chuxia was practically leaning entirely on Su Zi for support…