Two-Faced Girlfriend - Chapter 1.1

The film crew had just wrapped up.

Xu Yawei ran to Si Man when she was still in her costume.

Every frown, smile, and gesture mirrored her character from the play.

“Director Si, how did I perform just now?”

Xu Yawei nailed the character’s personality perfectly.

Her charm hit just the right note.

Especially that kiss—she kissed earnestly and seductively.

Si Man felt her heart stir with a mix of jealousy.

Xu Yawei never kissed her with such care.

Si Man replied coolly, “It was okay.”

She once thought Xu Yawei acted like a puppy.

One compliment, and her tail would wag sky-high.

Si Man naturally wouldn’t give her the chance to gloat.

Xu Yawei pouted, dissatisfied.

“Always those two words. Would praising me kill you?”

Si Man glanced at her carelessly and said, “It would.”

Xu Yawei didn’t get angry or argue.

Instead, she smiled happily. Usually, getting this reserved woman to say a word outside was exhausting.

Today, Si Man responded twice, even if it was only three words total.

The drama Weixiu City had been filming for a month and a half.

Almost the entire crew stayed in the same hotel.

Si Man and Xu Yawei naturally stayed there too, on the same floor, right next door—very convenient for late-night visits to do certain things.

After showering, Xu Yawei, without hesitation, wore a bathrobe and knocked on Si Man’s door.

She leaned weakly against the doorframe, one hand on her slender waist, her peach-blossom eyes gazing straight into Si Man’s.

“Director Si, tonight I want to discuss the script with you. Is that okay?”

Xu Yawei’s simple words carried a teasing, seductive tone.

Si Man, slightly taller than Xu Yawei, glanced at the neckline of Xu Yawei’s bathrobe.

She saw what countless fans fantasized about.

One corner of her mouth curled up, and she said indifferently, “You’re bold.”

She turned and walked into the room.

Xu Yawei followed immediately, closed the door, and locked it.

“We’re going to take it off anyway.”

Weixiu City was a historical drama about a general and a courtesan.

Xu Yawei played the lead, the top courtesan.

Today’s scene showed the courtesan Lin Xiu reuniting with General Wei Qing after a year apart, seducing her.

The set had been electric with allure.

Xu Yawei used the same seduction tactics from the script on Si Man.

But Si Man kept her usual aloof expression, treating Xu Yawei like air.

Xu Yawei felt frustrated.

During filming, she clearly saw Si Man’s eyes light up while watching her.

Why was she so indifferent now?

Since the scripted seduction didn’t work, Xu Yawei went for it directly.

Si Man had just showered too.

Her hair, still wet, hung past her shoulders.

She leaned on the bed, casually scrolling on her phone.

Xu Yawei slowly took the phone from Si Man’s hand and placed it by the pillow.

Si Man didn’t resist or cooperate, just watched her quietly.

Xu Yawei knew Si Man’s nature.

Without waiting for a response, she pushed Si Man onto the bed.

Yes, the seemingly cold Director Si was actually at the bottom.

She lay down faster than Xu Yawei every time they hit the bed.

After several battles for dominance, Xu Yawei always lost.

She eventually accepted her role as the top, teary-eyed, because she craved Si Man’s body.

Honestly, sleeping with Si Man never satisfied Xu Yawei’s body.

She was always the one doing the work.

But Si Man’s figure was perfect—curves in all the right places.

Her looks hit Xu Yawei’s sweet spot.

Xu Yawei always thought Si Man should’ve been a star, not a director.

Making love with Si Man satisfied her heart.

Over time, Xu Yawei grew used to it and sank deeply into it.

Xu Yawei pinned Si Man down, staring at her face for half a minute.

Just looking at that exquisitely beautiful face up close sparked her possessiveness.

She closed her eyes and kissed Si Man’s lips.

Xu Yawei teased Si Man’s lips with her tongue while her hand kneaded Si Man’s chest.

Si Man’s br3asts were round and full, with rosy areolas and glistening tips.

At twenty-seven, they were still as tender as a young girl’s.

Si Man’s lips were thin, her demeanor detached.

Even now, she seemed like an outsider.

During tongue kisses, Xu Yawei initiated nine out of ten times.

Xu Yawei panted louder than her.

No matter how soft a beauty’s lips were, playing a one-woman show felt lonely.

Soon, Xu Yawei released Si Man’s lips.

Si Man’s gaze remained clear and aloof, while Xu Yawei’s was already hazy.

Xu Yawei moved lower, her eyes fixed on Si Man’s face.

She didn’t want to miss a single change in Si Man’s expression—that was her greatest thrill as the top.

Something soft and pointed brushed her chin.

Xu Yawei lowered her gaze and slowly took it into her mouth.

Xu Yawei loved teasing Si Man’s n1pples.

Besides the cl!toris, they were Si Man’s most sensitive spot.

Even if her face stayed calm, her body couldn’t lie.