12 Chapter 12

Xing Yichen clicked on the video and discovered it was actually a recording of Qiao Moyu when she was posing for the drama's photoshoot.

In the video, she wore a white robe over her blue undergarment. There was a slight smile on her lips as she stood in place.

After hearing the instructions from the photographer, the woman nodded. She suddenly came forth and smoothly performed a perfect split.

Xing Yichen was neighbors with Qiao Moyu since they were very young. He knew that she practiced how to dance since she was four years old, so he wasn't surprised by her simple and clean split.

But a moment later, her performance left him in shock. Did she really just do that spinning kick in midair? Moreover, all of her movements flowed smoothly like clouds and rain and her posture was full of style. Even her landing was stable, without losing a breath.

Xing Yicheng stared at the video and wondered how this was taken. How can he not find a trace of editing? He couldn't believe that she did it all by herself!

Afterwards, the subsequent moves she performed were also sophisticated. Coupled with her charming looks, she looked as if she stepped out of the world of 'Sheng Shi.'

Xing Yichen set aside the video and rechecked the most popular search, only to find that the topic '#Sheng Shi drama's beauty in plain white' had risen up the hot search list from the bottom.

He scrolled down to the comment section and saw the following:

"OMG, this Sister Moyu is so beautiful! Did she cross over from a fantasy world?"

"If it weren't for this video, I wouldn't have known that this little sister was so refined!"

"So she's the leading man's first love in the drama 'Sheng Shi'? She's so pretty, I think she can be everyone's first love, don't you guys agree?"

"She's such a heroine, this Moyu, how did she perform those spinning kicks without making a single mistake?"

"Hey, don't you think it's strange? This little sister looks like a fairy in all of her other videos and photos, so why did the crew pick the ugliest one out of all of them? Is there a schemer inside?"

"Yeah, why did they choose that? Who chose it in the first place…is it to blacken her reputation? No matter what others think, I'm now a fan of this white robed goddess!"

"I'm a fan too! And you know that unattractive photo of hers on the main website? I found that if I rotate it 90 degrees, it actually looks good! Her chubby face at that angle looks really cute and her posture looks like she's about to give a hug. She looks nice like that doesn't she?"

"Commenter upstairs, I think so too. I even used that photo as my desktop wallpaper. It looks better and better the more I look at it!"

"I take back the bad things I said about the Little Sister before. I'm a fan of Sister Moyu from now on!"

Almost all the following posts commented how beautiful she was, along with other compliments. Meanwhile, there were only scathing comments for whoever chose the main website's photo of Qiao Moyu, saying the man who selected the picture was a pig with a black heart. This caused Xing Yichen's brow to wrinkle even deeper.

He seemed to release a menacing aura that intimidated anyone from coming near. When Xing Wanshuang came to his side, his brow relaxed slightly.

At this moment, within the woods, Qiao Moyu had finished wrapping Ye Peicheng's wound. The man then laid his head on her lap and closed his eyes.

The scene's shooting was in progress.

Right behind Qiao Moyu was a green bamboo that was rather thick. The actress sat on the ground and leaned against the bamboo while looking down at the man resting on her lap.

His eyes were closed. There was something deep and profound about the way he looked. Although he was still young and inexperienced, as a warrior, he was still as sharp as a sheathed sword.

His life will go through three stages; in the beginning he is like a sharp unyielding sword; the changes he faces will turn him cold and indifferent; at the end, all of his tenderness will be hidden underneath his indifferent and mysterious facade.

A gentle breeze blew, causing Qiao Moyu's long hair to brush lightly against Ye Peicheng's cheek. Noticing that his creased brows wrinkled even more, she reached out and gently smoothed his forehead.

The man was deeply injured and there was no sign of him waking up. The girl's heart softened with compassion; she bent down and kissed him.

The camera lens put more pressure onto Qiao Moyu's acting. That's because the script had close-up shots, and also, Ye Peicheng was an actor who always refused kiss scenes from the moment of his debut.

That's why they plan to use a fake stage kiss technique to complete the scene, but it must be performed skillfully.

In her past life, Qiao Moyu never had a romantic relationship, let alone kiss someone; she had zero life experience for this. Just as she came close to her partner, the director immediately shouted "Stop!"

"Moyu, the man you like the most is lying on your lap. When you kiss him secretly, why does your face look like you're about to die?"

Qiao Moyu nodded and replied to the director: "Okay, I'll pay attention next time."

"Alright, start again!" the director ordered.

'Liking a man?' Qiao Moyu never had a secret crush in her previous world. She didn't know if it was because she was emotionally handicapped or just clueless when she was young. While her classmates read love stories, she watched martial arts movies. While her classmates cheered for their basketball team leader, she was sitting on the sidelines reading a comic about a crime investigation.

In other words, she didn't seem to know how to like another person, let alone knowing what kind of expression a girl should have when facing the boy she likes.

But since she was an actress, she had to learn. As she leaned down towards the man's face, her heart suddenly moved. Can she pretend that the man on her lap was Luo Luo?

Well, if it was Luo Luo, what comes to mind? The little boy's face is tender, so the taste of kissing him would be nice! She couldn't help but draw near.

"Hey!" the director looked slightly unhappy: "Moyu, can the expression on your face not be so–greedy?"

Everyone laughed as soon as he spoke.

Qiao Moyu grunted and licked her lips. In other words, she was greedy for Luo Luo's chubby face. Was it so obvious?

"Sorry director, I'll try again," she apologized sincerely.

This time, she tried to calm herself and thought about the TV drama she watched in the past while visualizing how the male and female actors performed. Suddenly, there was a wonderful feeling within that drew her closer to Ye Peicheng's petal-like lips.

Within the bamboo forest, a light breeze floated, creating a symphony of rustling leaves. As Qiao Moyu leaned over, her long hair swayed; a black strand sweeps over Ye Peicheng's ear, leaving a tickling sensation.

He could smell a faint fragrance from the woman. It was different from the strong perfume smell that Xing Wanshuang wore earlier during their earlier act, but it was a very comforting and natural scent.

Then, he felt a light touch on the tip of his nose and the pleasing natural scent enveloped him.

He felt that, even with his eyes closed, he could imagine the scene at the moment: a girl with a shy gaze had a slight blush on her cheek as she leaned over to kiss him carefully.

"Cut!" The director was very satisfied: "Qiao Moyu, you acted well, and your expression was just right! Remember that feeling!"

Qiao Moyu withdrew and sat up straight. Ye Peicheng, who sat up from her lap, noticed that the girl was still in a daze. He couldn't help but look into her eyes to try and read deeper.

Just now, she drew close to him three times. The first time, she was 'dead as doornail' and seemed to reject him vehemently.

On second time around, she gave him the impression that he was the cake she had brought over at his lounge earlier.

But for the third and final time, he felt as if she had immersed him into the scene. This was the first time he was drawn in to another person's acting.

As he took another glance at the dazed girl on the ground, Ye Peiching felt for the first time that a fellow actress could be this interesting.

At the moment, Qiao Moyu was unaware of Ye Peicheng's changing mindset. She was still pondering the feeling she had just experienced. That brief feeling of emptiness didn't come for the first time–it was something she tasted in her previous life.

In the past, she and her brother learned martial arts together. However, she learned faster than her sibling because of that empty feeling that lurked in the dark.

But because she was the type of girl who was lazy and unwilling to practice, she could never beat her brawny brother during their fights. Still, she practiced the same moves and techniques as he did.

'Hey, could my brother be searching for me like a madman right now?' She couldn't help but sigh at this thought.

...

When Qiao Moyu left the set, she had no idea that she had already set a small fire on Weibo** that same day. After filming, she went to a cake shop and bought a cute snowman cake for Luo Luo.

(**T/N: social media platform)

Back home, Nanny Yu was cooking in the kitchen while the toddler was playing in the living room, disassembling all the toy cars into their individual parts.

Qiao Moyu changed her footwear to indoor shoes and entered the house. Upon hearing the movement by the entrance, the little child quickly glanced at the mess he made on the floor. He turned around, ran swiftly to his room, then pulled out a picture book and pretended to read.

When Qiao Moyu pushed the door open, she saw the little boy who had a slight layer of sweat on his forehead. The corner of her lips lifted as she said, ��Luo Luo, your book is upside down."

Little Luo's eyes suddenly opened wide, like someone who was caught doing bad things. Then, he stuck out his tongue to her as he flipped his book the other way. "Luo Luo just thought it looked better that way!"

Without exposing him, she acted clueless while deliberately saying: "Oh, this mom feels as if she's looking down from the sky! Everything down here is so beautiful! But did aliens arrive from the sky? It looks like the cars in our living room were torn down by aliens!"

Luo Luo put down his book, ran to the door and covered his mouth in surprise. "Oh no, are the aliens good or bad? Luo Luo is afraid!"

His fleshy little hand covered his small mouth while his eyes were wide open as if in shock. His exaggerated expression almost had Qiao Moyu breaking down in laughter.

In other words, Luo Luo's acting skill was almost like a Film Emperor's style.

She cooperated with him: "But it seems like the aliens have left for now. Let's head out and put away the toys, alright?"

Luo Luo nodded: "Well, there's nothing else we can do."

He ran to the living room with his short legs and started to reassemble his toy cars.

Qiao Moyu was surprised at how skilled her son was. After a short time, he was able to restore most of his toys.

She gave him a thumbs up and said: "Luo Luo is so smart, this mom will reward Baobei with a kiss!"

Luo Luo looked away and said, "It's really simple!"

"But for mom it's hard to reassemble, so she still has to reward Luo Luo." After saying so, Qiao Moyu took the small child into her arms. She smiled greedily and planted two kisses on his little cheeks.

After another kiss, the boy suddenly protested.

"Oh, one more kiss Luo Luo. If not, why don't you give mom a kiss?"

The little boy put on a grumbling face and said: "Mom made a mistake, you gave two kisses instead of one."

He muttered as he leaned forward, then planted a wet kiss on Qiao Moyu's cheek. He then turned around and ran away.

Qiao Moyu noticed that the little boy's ears had turned an obvious pink.