Xiu Gou's Taming Record

Chapter 174 The Fall

"No." Ning Yutong blushed.

Yu Heng didn't move; he just stood there watching her.

"Why not?" Yu Heng asked. "You've already touched it, what's wrong with that?"

"No, that won't do." Ning Yutong turned her face away. "Get out."

"What if I don't go out?" Yu Heng took another step forward.

The two were very close, and she instinctively stepped back, her back resting against the wardrobe.

"Yu Heng..." her voice softened, "Don't be like this..."

He just stared at her like that. Ning Yutong pursed her lips, and after a while, she said, "Then please don't touch me, okay? Wait until we're done filming... then..."

"Okay!" Yu Heng agreed with a smile, "Let's change it!"

She bit her lower lip and draped her skirt over the low stool next to her.

Raise your hand and grab the hem of the sweater.

The movement was slow, rolling upwards little by little.

When I took off my sweater, my hair got a little messy.

She lowered her head, folded the sweater twice, and placed it on the stool.

Then I started changing into the dress, pulling it over my head.

She reached behind her back, zipped the zipper up halfway, and then turned around.

"I can't pull it up," she said softly.

Yu Heng walked over and stood behind her.

My fingers touched the skin on her back, slowly moving upwards until the chain teeth engaged, until they reached the top.

"Turn around so I can see," Yu Heng said.

Ning Yutong turned around. Her neckline wasn't low, and the fabric was a bit thin, revealing the outline of what was underneath.

"That's enough." Yu Heng took two steps back, looked him over, and said, "Fix your hair, it's a bit messy."

Ning Yutong walked to the dressing mirror and smoothed her hair with her hands.

"Let's start filming," she said.

Yu Heng turned around and his gaze lingered on her for two seconds.

"Let me take a look around," he said.

Ning Yutong slowly turned around.

The hem of her skirt swung open, then clung back to her legs.

"It's alright," Yu Heng said, picking up the camera. "It's just that the neckline is a bit low, so be careful not to move too much later, or you might accidentally expose yourself."

He spoke with a very professional expression, but Ning Yutong still felt her ears burning.

"Come here," Yu Heng walked to the window, "Stand here, the light is good."

She walked over and stood in the spot he had designated.

"Look at me," Yu Heng said, raising his camera. "Don't be nervous, just be natural."

Ning Yutong looked at the camera.

"Your expression is too stiff," Yu Heng put down the camera. "Relax, think about something happy."

Something happy?

What could make her happy right now?

"I can't relax," she said.

Ning Yutong was forced to raise her head and look at him.

"Yes, that look, a little resistant, a little evasive, is good."

He stepped back behind the camera and raised it again.

"Keep it up."

The shutter clicked, a series of clicks.

Ning Yutong maintained that posture, feeling a slight soreness in her neck.

"Change your position," Yu Heng said. "Sit on the bed, sideways, with your legs together and your hands supporting you on the bed."

She went over and sat down as he instructed.

The mattress was soft, and she sank in a little.

"Legs," Yu Heng instructed from behind the camera, "come together, but don't straighten them too much, relax."

-

The filming process took about an hour.

Yu Heng made her change into three different outfits and pose in different locations in the room.

"Alright." Yu Heng put down the camera, glanced at the screen, and said, "That's about it."

Yu Heng put the camera into his bag and zipped it up.

Then he walked to the door and put his hand on the doorknob.

"The video is finished," he said.

Ning Yutong hummed in agreement and stood up from the bed.

"Then can we begin?" Yu Heng asked.

Ning Yutong pursed her lips: "How about we lock the door?"

"Okay." Yu Heng glanced at her, pressed down, and the door lock closed.

Yu Heng walked back to the bedside and sat down, patting the spot next to him.

"Come here," he said.

Ning Yutong walked over and sat down next to him.

Yu Heng didn't touch her immediately. He leaned against the headboard and turned his head to look at her.

"I've always been the one making you feel good," he said. "This time, it's your turn to make me feel good."

Ning Yutong exclaimed "Ah!" and turned to look at him, her eyes wide open.

"How do I do it?" she murmured.

Yu Heng smiled but didn't say anything.

He stretched out his hand and touched his lips with his index finger.

Ning Yutong frowned, then understood after a while, and her face flushed instantly.

"I..." she opened her mouth, "I can't."

"You'll get it if you try," Yu Heng said.

-

Ning Yutong looked up at Yu Heng.

"Is it really necessary?" she asked.

"You just agreed," Yu Heng said.

She bit her lip and lowered her head.

I smelled it first; it was faint and not unpleasant.

He didn't urge him or do anything. These things can't be rushed. It's already very good that he did this well for the first time.

Ning Yutong paused, turned her head slightly, and took a breath.

"No rush," he said in a low voice.

He knew that she had already fallen for him.

But there's no need to bring things up, like asking her again if she accepts it or not.

This is the best state to be in right now; asking her questions would only put her in a difficult position.

That way, everything is left unsaid. It's not too late to confirm things once she's truly gotten used to it and fallen in love with it.

Don't make any changes before something goes wrong.

Ning Yutong looked down at her hands. Just now, her mind was a little blank, and she was only thinking about how to complete this task.

Now that I've stopped, the shame is slowly creeping in.

"Downstairs..." she suddenly remembered something, "Could they...?"

"No," Yu Heng said. "Shooting videos takes time anyway."

He was right, and Ning Yutong breathed a slight sigh of relief.

But she still felt a little flustered, this feeling of being out of someone's sight.

……

"Go wash your face," Yu Heng said.

When Ning Yutong came out of the bathroom, Yu Heng had already packed his camera bag and was standing by the window looking out.

"All done?" He turned his head.

"Mm." Ning Yutong nodded.

"Then let's go downstairs." Yu Heng picked up his camera bag. "Don't keep them waiting too long."

The two went downstairs one after the other.

In the living room, Bai Xinran was still reading the script, while Zhou Mengqi was playing on her phone while lying on the table.

Hearing footsteps, Zhou Mengqi looked up: "Finished filming?"

"Okay." Yu Heng put his camera bag on the table. "That's all for today."

Bai Xinran closed the script: "Then Mengqi and I will pack up the props."

"Okay," Yu Heng said. "Yu Tong, come and take a look at the photos we just took."

Ning Yutong walked over, and Yu Heng turned the camera screen towards her.

The picture shows her wearing a white dress, with light shining on her profile, and she looks... quite pretty.

"These clips can be cut in," Yu Heng said, swiping his finger across the screen. "What do you think?"

"Either is fine," Ning Yutong said.

She wasn't really paying attention to the video; her mind was still preoccupied with what had happened upstairs.

"I'll cut it for you later." Yu Heng turned off the camera.

Zhou Mengqi leaned closer: "President, are we filming again next week?"

"Go ahead and film it," Yu Heng said. "We'll film it every week from now on."