Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 279: Superstar Yu Xia’s Iconic Figure
After Mr. Yang and the others left, the room was left with just the couple deeply in love.
Yu Xia ignored the heated gaze beside her and intended to take off the wig. As soon as she touched the hairpiece, Xie Qingci stopped her.
"Can you wear it a little longer?" His hands couldn’t stay idle for even a second. He naturally pulled her into his arms, looked at her intensely, and said, "I haven’t seen enough yet."
Usually, her style leans towards elegant lady or regal queen, so it’s rare to see her looking so cute and pure.
Also, this side of her was very intriguing to him.
"Was this how you looked at eighteen?" He, craving contact, pressed closer to her and asked in her ear.
Yu Xia, unable to push him away, rubbed her itchy ear and said, "I was more like this at sixteen. At eighteen, I could wear very pretty dresses, so I naturally wore dresses every day."
Back when she was a minor, her brother kept a close watch on her.
"Sixteen," Xie Qingci seemed to be reminiscing, his tone carrying a hint of regret. "When I was sixteen, I was just starting high school, and the girls only wore school uniforms there. You must have been very dazzling in middle school."
She was probably lively and carefree at that time, very popular. She wore beautifully exquisite school uniform skirts. Even if she carried herself proudly, many would like her. Even if people couldn’t clearly see her face from below, they’d be uncontrollably attracted by her words and actions.
Not being able to see such a dazzling her was indeed a regret.
Yu Xia couldn’t believe that just by wearing a Pink Panther sweatshirt, she stirred his urge to reminisce about his youth.
And to think, a university student fresh out of high school would already have such nostalgic melancholy.
"I was alright in high school, definitely dazzling, otherwise I wouldn’t have entered the industry with such confidence." She joined the reminiscing conversation lightly.
But speaking such aged words from their mouths felt awkward, like two aging souls reminiscing about their past.
Yet she thought if this topic could make him think of something else, it would make her feel a bit better.
But Xie Qingci immediately returned to his true self with his next words.
He stroked the faint, lightly beating vein on her neck with his fingers, staring at her intently, and softly asked, "So, did you have any early relationships in middle school?"
"..." She rolled her eyes, "No! My brother didn’t allow it!"
"Just wasn’t allowed, so you wanted to, right?" he pressed on.
Her dejected look when lowering her eyelashes exuded a kind of delicate scent.
Yu Xia wanted to roll her eyes again, but a smile tugged at her lips, and she leisurely said:
"How could that be? If I wanted an early relationship, there would definitely be a boy in a school uniform standing by the street, looking good without even smiling."
She sprawled on him like a cat, pursed her lips and kissed him, then continued, "And that boy’s name would only be Xie Qingci."
Xie Qingci obediently closed his eyes, allowing her to kiss him.
When her interest waned, he took the initiative, instantly laying her flat.
The sky outside was darkening, sporadic street lights came on, the room was dim without lights, and they kissed recklessly under the dim night light.
Those hot, passionate, wet, intense kisses that made one feel like devouring the other.
As darkness added another layer to the sky, Xie Qingci’s low hoarse voice sounded in the room.
"Sister, there’s a bathtub in the bedroom, shall we go there?"
A tingling, aching, itching sensation surged through Yu Xia’s limbs and bones, all her thoughts filled with rejection and cursing him.
But what came out was "Okay."
The heat shifted territory as the slowly flowing warm water rose past the knees, breaths extending from the back to the nape, short dark hair swayed in the air, then swept back over the ear.
Their fingers interlocked tightly, the four bones on the back of Xie Qingci’s hand were prominently outlined.
The night often couples with joy, the invisible ambiguity entwined around lovers, wild and unhidden under the night sky.
——
Yu Xia didn’t wake until the afternoon of the next day.
The hairpiece was removed, the bed was clean, the room was silently peaceful, the sheer curtain was lifted slightly by a breeze, letting fresh air in.
The person beside her was still asleep with closed eyes, and she glanced at the glaring light outside the window before turning back to surrender herself to sleep again.
Xie Qingci awoke to see her wrinkled expression. Feeling in great spirits, he reached over to wrap his arm around her waist, his voice still deeply hoarse when he spoke.
"Baby."
With just that appellation, Yu Xia felt her ears suddenly heat up.
"It’s already very late." She spoke, her voice dry and hoarse, surprising even herself.
She immediately felt her throat, and raising her hand made her arm ache.
Anyway, any movement made that part hurt, causing Yu Xia to kick him in frustration.
Xie Qingci chuckled muffledly, stretched his long arm to grab his phone, and glanced at it.
"Three in the afternoon."
"..." Her eyes widened, "Three in the afternoon!?"
She knew it was quite late but hadn’t thought it would be this late.
"Get up quickly," she said, enduring the pain as she sat up, "just in case your manager calls you for something."
She said this while reaching for clothes that almost fell off the bed, her back towards him.
As she leaned to the side, Xie Qingci’s eyes caught the slender waist and the butterfly bones seeming to softly flutter on either side of her clearly defined spine.
Her long hair cascaded down, partially concealing and revealing the delicate sheen of her exposed skin intentionally hidden.
It reminded him of flawless curves sketched in a painting, clean cut, without a trace of excess nor any hollowness.
The famous actress Yu Xia’s classic figure.
Xie Qingci closed his eyes briefly, then looked at the phone again.
Just as Yu Xia grasped the clothes, she found herself suddenly pressed down again.
"What are you doing! Xie Qingci, I can’t, don’t, I really can’t anymore... It’s already afternoon!"
Her voice was trembling as she spoke.
In the darkness, Xie Qingci seemed like a wolf surveying his prey, contemplating where to bite.
"It’s alright. From evening to evening, it’s only consistent that way, isn’t it?"
Well, the clothes she had just grabbed were tossed aside again.
Damn Xie Qingci, was this the reaction of an artist who should be painted black? She saw him as full of nonsense, showing no sign of sadness.
Outside, tree leaves swayed, and a silver crescent moon replaced the blazing sun in the sky.
When they finally left the room, it was indeed night.
Yu Xia nestled on the sofa, sipping water while taking a call from He Ci, speaking sluggishly.
"Hey He, calling me this late? Are smear campaigns against me starting?"
He Ci with his usual sardonic tone: "Oh dear, you do know it’s late at night, do you? I expected lovebirds to be clingy, but I didn’t think you two would indulge so much. Not out of breath, right? You don’t need to diet to slim down to this extreme, it’s already been one day."
"...Haha, what are you talking about? I just took a nap and missed your call. So, dear He, what did you mainly want to inform me about?"
