TRMP Chapter 110

Embraced in warmth, the arms holding him tightened.

Their bodies pressed together, Xie Jingshen nuzzled Jiang Yifeng’s cheek, instinctively wanting to cup his face for a kiss.

A second later, he froze, then carefully rubbed the back of his hand against Jiang Yifeng’s cheek, his other hand quickly grasping Jiang Yifeng’s fingers.

“Why are you so cold?”

Only then did Jiang Yifeng feel the numbness and itching on one side of his face. He had been lying in the snow for a long time, and one of his ears was frozen stiff. Suddenly, Xie Jingshen’s warmth brought him back to life, and the numbness gradually receded, leaving half of his face flushed red.

Xie Jingshen’s palms were too hot, so he didn’t dare touch him directly with his palm, but chose to gently rub the back of his hand against his cheek.

At the same time, he took Jiang Yifeng’s hand, letting him slip both hands under his shirt and against his skin.

Xie Jingshen’s lower abdomen tensed.

Leaning against Xie Jingshen, Jiang Yifeng, under his probing gaze, whispered, “It’s for the filming…”

Actually, it wasn’t absolutely necessary for him to show his entire face for that death scene, but at the time, Jiang Yifeng’s mental state was very poor. When he buried his face in the snow, his mind felt clearer.

But Jiang Yifeng would never tell Xie Jingshen that.

The blush on one side of his face gradually spread, Jiang Yifeng’s cheeks flushed, his eyes watery, as if he was drunk.

He pressed his forehead against Xie Jingshen’s chest, and mumbled, “I missed you.”

“Mm, we won’t be separated again.” Xie Jingshen’s arms wrapped around Jiang Yifeng, protectively holding him tightly, leaving no room for retreat.

It wasn’t until the heat on his face gradually subsided that Xie Jingshen let go.

Jiang Yifeng also pulled his hand out from under his shirt, and before leaving, he gave Xie Jingshen’s abs a squeeze, instantly tensing his body.

“Don’t mess around, we’re still in the car,” Xie Jingshen said, his voice hoarse, holding Jiang Yifeng’s wrist.

Jiang Yifeng immediately stopped moving.

His intuition told him – if he kept going, he’d be playing with fire.

Jiang Yifeng reached out and hugged Xie Jingshen, clinging to him as he asked where he had been for the past month.

“I was so worried.” Jiang Yifeng lowered his eyes, his gaze filled with concern. “I called the system but got no response, and I couldn’t find you. I don’t even have a picture of you.”

“Actually…”

When the system rewarded him with a 100% realistic “wife,” Xie Jingshen consciously knew that he might actually be able to see Jiang Yifeng.

Not appearing as a doll, but as a real person.

But the next day, the system popped up an emergency notification.

He saw Hu Zhaocheng bullying Jiang Yifeng, the scissors already cutting open the bend of his leg, and Hu Zhaocheng holding the phone tightly, waiting to tear open all his clothes and take pictures to control Jiang Yifeng.

[If the player decides to help, the world update will be temporarily suspended-]

Xie Jingshen didn’t know what would happen after the suspension, but he still reached out to the white box.

Xie Jingshen thought he would never see Jiang Yifeng again when he disappeared.

The phone’s display also showed [Maintenance Update in Progress].

He was in a terrible mood for those few days, so bad that even the temporary suspension of the update on his phone would cause Xie Jingshen’s emotions to spiral out of control.

But no matter how out of control Xie Jingshen was, he didn’t dare to smash the only channel of contact between him and Jiang Yifeng – the phone that had appeared for some unknown reason.

He waited many days until the phone’s backend “dinged” with a prompt: [Backend reminder – World update completed, starting fusion.]

After the dizziness, Xie Jingshen immediately opened his phone and searched for Jiang Yifeng’s name.

The gradually appearing entries filled Xie Jingshen with immediate joy, and he immediately prepared to go to Jiang Yifeng’s side.

“Are we not in the same country now?” Jiang Yifeng nervously grabbed Xie Jingshen’s lapel. “You can just come whenever you want?”

“Oh, it’s okay, I’m a multinational corporation,” Xie Jingshen lowered his head and kissed Jiang Yifeng’s cheek, then used his lips to touch Jiang Yifeng’s eyelashes.

Jiang Yifeng was tickled by Xie Jingshen’s movements. He subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but was gently caressed across his brow, eyelashes, and the tip of his nose until the kiss landed on his lips, and Xie Jingshen deepened the action.

What he didn’t tell Jiang Yifeng was that when he drove his original limited edition global sports car, filled with roses, planning a glamorous entrance, the chassis was soaked by a dozen centimeters of snow, and he had to call a tow truck.

Xie Jingshen had no choice but to switch to an SUV that could handle the snow in the north.

“What about the system…” Jiang Yifeng thought of the system and called out to it again. Unexpectedly, the system appeared this time and responded to Jiang Yifeng.

[Basic communication functions of the system are retained. The connection mode will be activated when the intimacy value between the host and the bound object reaches 100. At the same time, all exploration functions except the basic mode will be cancelled.]

“What is the basic communication function… like this?” Jiang Yifeng called out to Xie Jingshen in his heart, and a white box suddenly popped up above his head.

Jiang Yifeng was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared in his eyes.

“If you dare to find someone else, I’ll find you by touching the white box,” Jiang Yifeng wrinkled his nose and pretended to be fierce. Xie Jingshen pinched Jiang Yifeng’s nose, then lowered his head and touched the tip of his nose. “Are you looking for me, or am I looking for you?”

As he said that, Xie Jingshen narrowed his eyes.

He remembered the mess he saw when he searched for Jiang Yifeng, whether it was the perverted fans in Jiang Yifeng’s fan plaza or the articles about [Playing the villain’s boss? Jiang Yifeng’s first on-screen kiss is actually with her…], which were clearly unrelated to Xie Jingshen.

Xie Jingshen remembered that the last report about him was someone questioning him for secretly developing a world-destroying weapon, with the title [The Demon King Who Will Destroy the World]…

“I don’t care about the past,” Xie Jingshen said, pressing his forehead against Jiang Yifeng’s, and kissed him again. “I’ll take care of the future.”

“Filming, isn’t that normal?” Jiang Yifeng’s eyelashes trembled.

It was clearly a very normal thing, but for some reason, it felt like he was doing something wrong.

“Then try to take on some pure love roles, okay? Or I can help you invest in more movies…” He could find someone to write big male lead scripts for Jiang Yifeng, purely focused on him, without adding any romantic subplots.

When Xie Jingshen found that his wealth and status were the same as before, he knew that he could be Jiang Yifeng’s biggest backer.

“First, help me set up that production crew,” Jiang Yifeng said, remembering that script, a smile appearing in his eyes, “Xie Jingshen, if I film your movie, does that count as being sexually harassed?”

As he spoke, he climbed onto Xie Jingshen again, his breath hot on Xie Jingshen’s earlobe.

“How do you want to sexually harass me? Mr. Xie?”

His soft voice had a nasal tone, his hoarse voice falling on his ears, steaming the heat of his earlobes.

Xie Jingshen’s arms tightened suddenly, his hand pressing on the lower part of his waist, squeezing the soft flesh of his fingertips.

The touch of warm skin through the fabric made Xie Jingshen swallow.

“It depends on whether Teacher Jiang is willing to dedicate himself to art.”

Jiang Yifeng wanted to lean in for a kiss, but the sound outside interrupted their actions.

“The crew is asking what’s going on, President Xie…”

The bodyguard poked his head in, and shrank back, scared by the ambiguous atmosphere.

“Oh, oh, I’ll go tell them. I’ll ride back with you. I still have to reshoot two scenes later. I’ll have to stay on set for a while longer.” Jiang Yifeng took Xie Jingshen’s hand and said softly, “I’ll be right back.”

Xie Jingshen nodded.

Jiang Yifeng trotted outside to communicate with the staff. The staff looked at their Teacher Jiang with watery eyes and a beauty that didn’t seem real, and were filled with question marks.

After he left in the car, the staff turned around and asked in confusion, “Do you know who owns that car? How come…”

“The bodyguard said his name is Xie Jingshen, I think I’ve heard of him, but I don’t know him,” another staff member said, also puzzled.

They took out their phones and searched symbolically, then exclaimed, “Holy crap!”

Jiang Yifeng was already back at the hotel in Xie Jingshen’s car.

Since the hotel was booked by the production crew, the staff had all signed confidentiality agreements, so Xie Jingshen was unable to book a room.

Jiang Yifeng led him to his room, and kissed him fiercely as soon as they entered.

It was almost with all of his will that Xie Jingshen stopped.

“This isn’t formal… let’s wait until we go to my place.” His fingers caressed Jiang Yifeng’s waist, but he didn’t dare to go any further down.

Otherwise, Xie Jingshen was afraid that he really wouldn’t be able to resist.

They hadn’t prepared anything yet.

Jiang Yifeng’s fingers touched the tip of his nose.

He thought he was being too enthusiastic.

For the first time, a complete body experienced the scorching heat of desire.

The two were reluctant to separate, so they could only lie on the bed, holding hands and talking about unrelated things to restrain the burning heat in their hearts.

As they talked, Jiang Yifeng mentioned what happened after that day.

“Gu Miao has been released,” Jiang Yifeng suddenly mentioned Gu Miao, his eyes flickering, feeling a little helpless, “But his situation has been pretty bad in the past month.”

The police announced the arrest of Hu Zhaocheng.

There was already a lot of speculation in the public opinion field. When the news of Hu Zhaocheng’s arrest came out, it seemed that all the speculation had become a reality.

Gu Miao, who had an obvious cooperative relationship with Hu Zhaocheng, immediately became the target of public criticism and was scolded relentlessly.

Gu Miao’s fans came forward to clarify, saying that the matter had nothing to do with Gu Miao. Hu Zhaocheng involved the entire company in the investigation, and he was released without charge.

But the knives of public opinion would not let Gu Miao go.

His studio came forward to clarify, and his fans also helped to clarify.

But in the court of public opinion, if something is decided, unless there is a complete reversal, there is always a presumption of guilt.

“I guess he was released because there was not enough evidence, but does not enough evidence mean that he didn’t participate?”

“Celebrities are so rich, they must have paid to bribe the witnesses, these trashy legal figures should retire from the industry early.”

“I don’t believe it’s as simple as they say. Maybe he’s involved in drugs in private, or he’ll have to go back in a couple of days.”

“Does no evidence mean he didn’t do it? I don’t believe it. Just retire from the industry and get out!”

The public opinion field was convinced that Gu Miao had definitely participated in the crime. His clarification was useless, and even though he was already out, he couldn’t explain himself.

“I don’t know what he’s going to do next.” Jiang Yifeng rested his chin on Xie Jingshen’s shoulder. “He wanted to let me go at the time, but Hu Zhaocheng found me awake… Hu Zhaocheng wanted to protect him.”

“He can’t explain himself.” Xie Jingshen lowered his eyes, concealing the ridicule in his eyes. “It’s karma.”