The Extravagant Alpha And The Cold Movie Queen’s Fake Act Became Real - Chapter 6

Chapter 6: Breathe, Ruan Siyi.

She didn’t know how to describe the feeling at this moment.

It was as if her entire being was tightly enveloped by the other person-suddenly pulled into a soft embrace, a delicate hand slipping beneath her ribs and reaching around to her lower back. Under the gaze of everyone around them, they secretly exchanged scorching body heat, the silent world reduced to nothing but the mingling of their heartbeats.

Haicheng was a city defined by its tropical monsoon marine climate, where humidity and stifling heat were etched into its bones.

The height of summer coincided with the rainy season. The ever-looming threat of a sudden downpour hung overhead like the sword of Damocle, fraying nerves and leaving people restless, unsure of when they might escape it.

And now, even before she opened her eyes, her nose had already recognized Fu Ru’an’s scent.

In this world of alphas, betas, and omegas, a 100% compatibility rate was like an inescapable biological attraction. We lose ourselves in each other’s pheromones-my genes chose to make me love you.

Around them, rain poured in torrents, yet beneath the shelter of an umbrella, they clung to each other in their own little world, tightly entwined.

Then, suddenly-

Fu Ru’an’s hand, wrapped around the sensitive curve of her waist, gave a slow, deliberate stroke before trailing downward along the line of her hip. The teasing brush of fingertips ignited a spark of desire in Ruan Siyi’s chest, as if setting her aflame without warning.

“You-” A wave of heat spread rapidly from Ruan Siyi’s waist, her cheeks flushing crimson as even her neck tinged a delicate pink. “Why did you come all of a sudden?”

And… why was she doing something like this?

A peculiar emotion stirred in Ruan Siyi’s heart, but she didn’t want to pull away. Instead, a latent longing-one she hardly dared acknowledge-rose quietly within her.

If only this could continue…

But Fu Ru’an stopped, tilting her head up slightly as she gazed at her with amusement dancing in her eyes.

“The last scene went smoothly, done in one take. I came over as soon as it finished.”

“What are you spacing out for, Ruan Ruan?” She stood on tiptoe and whispered into Ruan Siyi’s ear, “Didn’t we agree to pretend to be a loving couple? I’ve already taken the initiative to hug you—shouldn’t you respond in some way too?”

Ruan Siyi froze.

Re… respond?

How was she supposed to respond?

As someone who had been single for over twenty years, whose only hobby was curling up under the covers to read all sorts of wholesome and not-so-wholesome yuri fiction, her experience was purely “theoretical.” She’d never actually put any of it into practice in real life—except for that one accidental encounter with Fu Ru’an in bed when she first transmigrated into this world.

But… she was being paid 10 million by Sister Fu!

She should be willing to climb mountains of swords and descend into seas of fire for her.

Just as Fu Ru’an, thinking she might be too shy, began to feel disappointed and assumed there’d be no further action, silently lowering the hand around her waist—Ruan Siyi suddenly spoke up.

“Hold the umbrella tight, Sister.”

The next second, Fu Ru’an’s toes left the ground as she was abruptly lifted into the air by Ruan Siyi.

It had to be admitted—Alphas truly had a natural physical advantage.

On camera, Ruan Siyi held her steadily with one hand supporting her bottom and the other sinking deep into the omega’s soft waist, firmly locking her in place. With effortless dominance, she completely reversed their positions.

Fu Ru’an was startled by the sudden movement and quickly wrapped one arm around Ruan Siyi’s neck, nearly dropping the umbrella in the process.

The live chat fell silent for a split second before exploding with a frenzy of 【HOLY SHIT!!!】.

Ruan Siyi lowered her gaze, her eyes fixed on Fu Ru’an’s high-heeled feet.

Today, Fu Ru’an wore a pair of red lace-up stilettos, custom-made for her by the brand. They accentuated her slender ankles, the delicate straps winding around the tops of her feet, contrasting against her fair skin like exquisite works of art.

Ruan Siyi’s eyes darkened imperceptibly, her grip on Fu Ru’an’s waist tightening unconsciously. “Sister, you’re not wearing socks today. Walking in the rain will get your feet wet—let me carry you.”

Fu Ru’an caught on quickly, her red lips curling into a smile as a faint amusement glimmered in the corners of her eyes.

“Then I’ll have to trouble my dear Ruan Ruan.”

[Who? Who on earth called this a marriage of convenience?!]

[Aaaaaah! I’ve never seen Actress Fu so delicate and clingy before! Is this what it looks like when an unattainable flower descends from her pedestal for love?!]

[Did anyone notice Ruan Siyi’s hand sinking into Fu Ru’an’s waist?! So damn hot, vocal!]

[Wuwuwu, the sexual tension between them is insane! I’m gonna beat up my useless Alpha who can’t even carry me properly!]

The number of live viewers for the program visibly surged. Newly intrigued netizens who tuned in were greeted with the breathtaking scene of a shy Alpha carrying her stunning omega wife through the rain.

Audience: Hyperventilating!

It’s an act!

They must be putting on a show for the cameras!!

At this moment, Ruan Siyi had no idea just how much impact her single act of carrying Fu Ru’an would have. It would later dominate Bilibili’s fan-edit section, paired with all sorts of K-drama-style BGMs and spread far and wide.

Now, however, she faced a new dilemma.

Ruan Siyi stared at the room prepared by the production team and found herself sinking into an awkward predicament.

To be fair, the program team had put a lot of thought into the room’s design.

The one-bedroom layout made the space feel cozy yet slightly cramped. The large window let in soft light through sheer curtains, illuminating the luxurious…

Water bed at the center.

Its gentle undulations seemed to whisper a mysterious incantation, filling the entire room with an undercurrent of subtle sensuality.

[I knew it! The production team wouldn’t let me down (sends rockets)!]

[This is next-level! This is the kind of adult dating show we deserve~ hehe!]

Ai Ke’s head peeked out from behind the door, her lips curling into a near-terrifying grin.

“Hehe, the rest of the time is all yours~ You can do whatever you want, okay? We won’t peek!”

“And with that, the prelude to Heart Signal comes to an end! Folks, if you want to know what happens next, tune in tomorrow morning for the live broadcast!”

[What?! What kind of content is too much for us SVIPs to see?!]

[“Director! You come back here!! I’ll pay extra!!”]

[“LMAO, do people actually believe they’re a real married couple? I bet they’ll secretly sleep in separate beds!”]

As the cameraman followed the director out, Ruan Siyi carefully checked the room again to make sure all the cameras set up for the show were turned off before speaking up, a little awkwardly:

“Um… Sister Fu, how about you take the bed tonight, and I’ll sleep on the floor?”

Fu Ru’an stood by the bed, arching an elegant and lazy brow, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes.

“Oh? Weren’t you brave enough when you hugged me earlier? Why the shyness now?”

“But… this bed…”

Ruan Siyi forced herself to stay composed, trying to mask the subtle turmoil in her heart.

“It’s fine.”

Fu Ru’an kicked off her heels and slipped into the cute couple’s slippers prepared by the crew, ready to freshen up.

“The director and producers of this show aren’t simple people. Who knows if they’ll do a surprise check first thing tomorrow morning.”

After all, one of the show’s rules they’d received was: Wear presentable sleepwear to bed.

It sounded exactly like a precaution for surprise inspections.

After a quick wash, Ruan Siyi climbed onto the bed first.

The surface of the waterbed rippled gently beneath her, soft and elastic, like floating on a cloud—an oddly soothing sensation.

She moved cautiously, the slight sway making her cheeks flush.

The air around them seemed to thicken, heavy with unspoken anticipation and something far more ambiguous.

“Will you be able to sleep like this?”

Fu Ru’an leaned against the bedside, her silk pajamas clinging to her graceful figure. Her voice was soft and low, laced with just a trace of barely detectable teasing as she watched the figure on the bed shifting gingerly.

“Pretty comfortable.”

Ruan Siyi was sleeping on this kind of bed for the first time, her entire body buoyed by a powerful floating force, feeling utterly relaxed and cozy.

Watching Ruan Siyi sprawled lazily on the bed, adorable as a little otter, Fu Ru’an casually brushed her hair aside and sat down on the edge of the bed.

In an instant, the water rippled.

Startled by the movement, Ruan Siyi was about to let out a loud exclamation.

Fu Ru’an moved swiftly, straddling her and covering her mouth before she could make a sound. The warmth of Ruan Siyi’s lips against her cool fingers sent Ruan Siyi’s heart racing like a drum.

“Ruan Ruan, don’t scream.”

Fu Ru’an looked down at the person beneath her, her gaze steady.

“The director is staying right next to us. Do you want her to hear the commotion?”

Ruan Siyi visibly tensed at her words.

That made sense, but the way she phrased it…

It was way too ambiguous.

Ruan Siyi’s mind, already tainted by all sorts of yuri novels she’d read, started spinning wildly again. Strange, vivid scenes began flashing through her imagination.

The dim glow of the bedside lamp cast a soft light as Fu Ru’an leaned in closer, her features drawing near in the darkness.

She was usually such a cool and aloof person, yet she had eyes that seemed made for love—beautiful peach-blossom eyes with deep, pronounced double eyelids.

Whenever those dark pupils fixed on Ruan Siyi, it always gave her the illusion that Fu Ru’an adored her, stirring an uneasy flutter in her heart.

“Mmph—mmph—”

With her mouth still covered and no sign of Fu Ru’an letting go, Ruan Siyi tried to struggle, but all that escaped were fragmented, muffled sounds.

Only then did Fu Ru’an leisurely withdraw her hand.

Cool strands of hair brushed against Ruan Siyi’s cheek as Fu Ru’an, still straddling her waist, bent even lower. Her ear hovered close to Ruan Siyi’s lips, so near it made her heart race, unsure when they might actually touch.

“What did you want to say?”

Fu Ru’an asked.

The air between them grew thick and heated, charged with an undeniable tension. Ruan Siyi’s breaths came quick and shallow in the narrow space between them.

At some point, she realized she had stopped breathing altogether, as if the entire world had frozen in that moment—even the bed beneath them seemed to still.

Fu Ru’an held the position for a long while but heard nothing from Ruan Siyi, not even the warmth of her breath.

With a hint of helplessness, she turned her face slightly, her nose lightly pressing against Ruan Siyi’s.

“Ruan Ruan, we’ll have many more moments like this in the future. To make everyone believe our marriage is real, we might even have to act intimately on the show, in front of live cameras.

“Now, listen to me.”

“Breathe, Ruan Siyi.”