Second Take On Romance - The A-List Actor Wants Me
Chapter 192 : Yan Renzhong, The Dirty Bastard

Chapter 192: Chapter 192 : Yan Renzhong, The Dirty Bastard

The next time they all gathered at Peak Point Shooting Studio was to shoot scenes for the martial arts competition, in which all Heavenly Realm residents, regardless of clan, age, and gender, were welcome to fight each other in an attempt to seize the Dragon Throne.

By chance, Feng Jietang and Yan Renzhong met on the set before their scenes were shot.

Feng Jietang threw Yan Renzhong a dirty look.

Yan Renzhong, who did not know the reason for this sudden burst of hostility, decided to tease him a little bit.

"What’s wrong, Brother Feng? Did you sprain your ankle when you climbed off your bed this morning?"

"You sleazy bastard."

"..."

"You shameless, perverted old man with no sense of decency," Feng Jietang cursed at him further.

"... We are of the same age."

Feng Jietang spat to the ground.

"Don’t compare yourself with me. Standing next to you make me feel dirty."

"..."

Feng Jietang let out a disdainful harrumph and proceeded to stomp away in fury.

Yan Renzhong stared at his back in utter bewilderment.

"Yo, Yan Renzhong."

Ye Lingxia showed up all of a sudden with a smack on Yan Renzhong’s back.

"What the hell happened to Feng Jietang?" Yan Renzhong asked with a frown. "Did he consume the wrong drugs?"

Ye Lingxia snickered.

"Aiyah, Yan Renzhong, can you be a little bit sensible?"

"...?"

Yan Renzhong’s face was full of question marks.

"You know that Feng Jietang still has a crush on Shen Jingwei. How can he be happy after you picked the flower he dreamed to touch?"

"... What flower?"

Ye Lingxia arched a brow at her junior.

"Seriously, Yan Renzhong? Are you playing dumb in front of me?"

"I have absolutely no idea about what you are talking about," Yan Renzhong explained plainly.

Ye Lingxia shook her head in disbelief.

"Oh, come on."

She whipped up her phone and scrolled in her folder for an image. When she found it, she showed it to Yan Renzhong.

It was the picture of a box of red bean rice, along with the traitorous note saying "Congratulations on consummating!"

"..."

The image conjured a thorny ball of knots in Yan Renzhong’s throat.

"So, uh... How did you get your hand on this picture...?"

He was pretty sure that Shen Jingwei wouldn’t flaunt such a thing.

Ye Lingxia grinned.

"I took the picture myself, you fool."

"..."

Yan Renzhong could feel a huge headache coming.

"Why were you at my apartment?"

"Why? We were visiting Little Shen, and then his mother invited us to his birthday party."

"....."

"’We’?"

Ye Lingxia nodded.

"Feng Jietang, Lin Ruoye, and your humble servant here."

"....."

Somehow, that explained a lot of things.

For example, Mother Shen and Shen Dou Dou’s sudden departure from the city.

And Shen Jingwei’s unexpectedly cold attitude toward him during their video call last night.

"Oh, heavens."

Yan Renzhong groaned into his hand.

"Oh, Gods..."

"Don’t worry, it’s not like we will spread the news. I am happy for you. Now that you have already taken his virginity, you should take responsibility for him, hm? We don’t want Shen Jingwei to fall pregnant without a husband by his side."

Ye Lingxia cackled to herself when she saw Yan Renzhong’s sour facial expression.

"Oh, lighten up! You two have been in a relationship for a while. It is rather remarkable that you manage to hold on for so long. Your former lovers got you under the sheets within what, three days?"

"I have to go," Yan Renzhong decided on the spot.

The area was full of background actors and actresses who played the roles of the martial arts competition participants.

He had to search around the set for a while before he finally caught sight of Shen Jingwei. The latter was already clothed in light armor, poised for a battle.

"Jingbao."

Shen Jingwei’s smile was replaced by a scowl in an instant when he turned around to look at Yan Renzhong.

"I was wrong," Yan Renzhong quickly apologized. "I am so sorry. That box of red bean rice was supposed to be a joke between us only."

Shen Jingwei sighed.

He knew that much.

"I know. My poor luck arranged for it to be sent to the apartment at the worst time possible."

Yan Renzhong groaned.

"Did your mother say anything...?"

"Mom was shocked, of course," Shen Jingwei said. "I told her that I had my own bedroom in your apartment. She naturally assumed that our relationship had been quite innocent. She didn’t know that I slept in your bed every night."

Until he was finally swallowed whole by the big, bad alpha on his birthday night.

"I am deeply sorry," Yan Renzhong repeated. "I will call your mother tonight and explain everything."

"Please don’t."

Shen Jingwei placed both hands against Yan Renzhong’s shoulders and stared him deep into the eyes.

"The more you explain, the worse it will sound. We had sex, and there’s no point refuting it. Just let it simmer for a while."

The only saving grace was that Mother Shen and Shen Dou Dou did not see the messed state Yan Renzhong’s bedroom was in.

They also didn’t see the Yan Renzhong-shaped vibrator, still slick from the lube and Shen Jingwei’s intestinal juice when he found it.

In light of the disastrous discovery by Mother Shen and Shen Dou Dou, Yan Renzhong knew that it was improper, but he couldn’t help recalling the passionate birthday night.

When he looked at Shen Jingwei, all he could think about was what the man looked like naked.

His beautiful face, flushed red from embarrassment.

His mesmerizing pair of eyes, teary from hardly contained lust.

His trembling hands when he held on to Yan Renzhong during sex.

The sweet taste of Shen Jingwei’s nipples against his tongue.

The salty kisses he planted all over Shen Jingwei’s tantalizing body.

And the delicious sensation of having Shen Jingwei’s tight flesh wrapped around his stiff member.

Shen Jingwei could read Yan Renzhong’s mind just by looking at the latter’s dreamy eyes.

This shameless rascal was actually reminiscing about their recent intimate encounter!

Shen Jingwei suddenly felt like teasing Yan Renzhong.

"Husband," he sighed as he subtly put a hand against his stomach. "What to do? I think I may be pregnant with your child."