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nRegardless of how long Mufeng would continue to like Jiang Xun, even if he did end up only liking her in the short term and threw her aside in the future, the main thing was that Mufeng was currently interested in Jiang Xun. And therefore, she wasn’t someone Deng Xu could afford to offend.

nAfter sending Deng Xu and Screenwriter Ma away, the production team of “Unfulfilled Lovers” resumed filming. Deng Xu left the script with Jiang Xun, asking her to study the nuances of the character and practice her lines.

nHowever, since the show hadn’t been officially announced, Jiang Xun couldn’t read the script out loud in front of the camera lest she stirred up needless speculation.

nThe villa they lived in was in the suburbs, and Qin Yang Hotel was in the city center. It would take a lot of time to go back to the villa.

nAs the car slowly plodded along, hampered by the traffic jam, Jiang Xun fell asleep. Seeing this, Mufeng gently pulled her over and let her lean into his embrace.

nHe didn’t dare move, afraid that Jiang Xun would feel uncomfortable if he did.

nIn Mufeng’s embrace, Jiang Xun didn’t even feel the jolt of the car.

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nWhen the car reached the villa, the sky had already darkened, so Mufeng gently woke Jiang Xun up.

nThe members of the production team had also just woken up from their own naps. Because Jiang Xun had been sleeping the entire way, the cameraman did not bother filming her.

nThe other guests had gone out on dates, so the livestream was currently focusing on them.

nWhen the production team heard Mufeng’s gentle voice, they couldn’t help but think “Did Qin Mufeng think that they were still filming?”

nSomeone mustered up the courage to say, “Mr. Qin, because Jiang Xun fell asleep, we stopped filming you guys.”

nMufeng only nodded in response and continued to call out to her softly. “Jiang Jiang, wake up. We’re here.”

nThe production team: “…”

nSo Qin Mufeng was treating Jiang Xun gently even when off camera…They seemed to have discovered something extraordinary.

nJiang Xun slowly woke up, her head in a daze. She realized that her left cheek was leaning against a particularly comfortable surface; the surface was warm and elastic, and was a hundred times more comfortable than any pillow.

nShe couldn’t help but lean against Mufeng’s chest, rubbing against it mindlessly.

nIt was hot in the car, so Mufeng had taken his coat off after getting in, leaving him in a thin dress shirt.

nJiang Xun’s cheeks were warm from sleeping, and as she nuzzled into his chest, her warm breath passed through the thin material and heated his skin up.

nHer forehead was perfectly embedded in the crook of Mufeng’s neck, and the tip of her nose was pressed against his collarbone, warming him. He could feel her lips pressing against his collarbone through his open collar.

nMufeng’s breathing suddenly tightened. He took a deep breath. His ears were unbelievably red.

nHis throat slid down and his lips trembled as he opened and closed them. He pursed his lips.

nThe production team remained silent as they watched all this unfold.

nJiang Xun couldn’t be taking advantage of Qin Mufeng on purpose, right?

nMufeng raised his head. His gaze landed on the production team members who were still in the car.

nThe team members quivered under his gaze, and one of them pushed the cameraman from behind, sending him tumbling out of the car as he carried his equipment with him. The others followed closely behind.

nIt was only when they were alone did Mufeng lean back weakly. He raised his left hand to cover his eyes and let out a deep sigh.

nThis girl really knew how to torture people!

nHearing the voice, Jiang Xun finally felt that something was wrong.

nShe jolted awake and was suddenly aware of the familiar cedar fragrance on Mufeng’s body.

nHer lips were pressed against his silky and strong skin, and she froze, as if unwilling to face reality.

nShe slowly raised her head.

nThe first thing she saw was a feature that was more prominent in males—an Adam’s apple. She numbly watched as it bobbed up and down a little.

nWhen she looked up, she saw a chin that was covered with a little stubble. If she raised her head completely, she would have to face reality even if she didn’t want to.

n“I… I’m sorry…” Jiang Xun stuttered. Her mind was blank and her breathing was shallow. She felt her face burning. “I… I didn’t do it on purpose…”

n“Why didn’t you wake me up?” Jiang Xun complained guiltily.

n“I did.” Mufeng’s voice was extremely hoarse, so he cleared his throat. “You started taking advantage of me after I did so, though.”

nJiang Xun froze. “…I really didn’t do it on purpose!” She retreated from his embrace and waited for Mufeng to get out of the car, but he didn’t move.

nThe two of them were sitting all the way at the back of the car. She leaned against the window while Mufeng was sitting next to the aisle. If he didn’t move, she wouldn’t be able to leave either, so she braced herself and asked, “…Well? Let’s get out of the car?”

nBefore, she would have pushed Mufeng out immediately, but now, she was too embarrassed to touch him.

nEven if she didn’t touch Mufeng, her fingertips were still burning with the feeling of his skin.

nMufeng’s handsome face was tense with restraint. He lowered his eyes and suddenly wrapped his hands around her waist tightly, pressing her against the car window.

nIn this position, the tips of their noses were about to touch each other.

nJiang Xun could feel his breath fanning against her nose and lips. “You want to leave after taking advantage of me?” Mufeng raised his eyebrows slightly. Under his slightly trembling eyelashes, his dark eyes slid from Jiang Xun’s panicking eyes to her trembling lips.

n“I didn’t do it on purpose.” Jiang Xun’s voice became weaker and weaker. While she was usually steadfast and would never back down from a challenge, her voice was trembling—quite unusual for her.

nMufeng stared at her lips without letting go. Jiang Xun could even feel that her back (pressed against the car door) and her waist (held in his arms) were starting to hurt. With her skills, she could clearly break free from him, but at this moment, she was obediently motionless.

nMufeng didn’t say anything. The atmosphere between the two of them was so tense that it could be cut with a butter knife.

nJiang Xun’s lips and nose trembled. “You…”

nMufeng suddenly moved closer and the tip of his nose brushed against hers. The tip of his nose went straight to her cheek, and his breath followed suit. However, his lips were even closer and were only inches away from hers.

nJiang Xun didn’t even dare to speak; her lips would touch Mufeng’s if she did.

nMufeng restrained himself and took a deep breath. His voice was unbelievably hoarse. “Do you mean that you want me to kiss you?”

nThis time, Jiang Xun had no choice but to say something.

nOtherwise, Mufeng would really take it as her acquiescence.

n“No!” Jiang Xun’s voice shook. “I just wanted you to move away.”

nMufeng lowered his eyes. Since his face was so close to hers, she could feel his eyelashes brushing against her skin.

nThese few seconds seemed to last hours, but finally, Mufeng retreated an inch. His palm was still around her waist, burning her skin.

n“I really want to kiss you against your will.” Mufeng’s eyes were slightly red, and he gritted his teeth like a ferocious beast.

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