Chapter 373 - How Many Bees And Butterflies Had He Attracted Without Her Noticing?
Chapter 373: How Many Bees And Butterflies Had He Attracted Without Her Noticing?
“Why are you becoming almost like Song Chuyi?” Duoyao said softly. “You should hang out less with that doctor in the future.”
“If you don’t want it, then I’ll eat it.” Yan Molun couldn’t be bothered to nag her. He pried the disposable chopsticks apart but before he even touched the food, Duoyao snatched the chopsticks from him and ate it all up with big bites as she held the bowl up.
Yan Molun shook his head speechlessly.
…
The next day, Duoyao was woken up by the doorbell and was a little unhappy. Yan Molun got up to open the door. Indeed, it was Xiling standing outside. She slid in quickly, probably out of fear that passersby would see the person who opened the door. “Where’s Duoyao? Not up yet?”
Yan Molun shook his head.
Xiling said politely, “I’ll have to trouble you to wake her up. She still has a shoot at 8 am.”
“So early?” Yan Molun frowned. The sky had just started to brighten up.
“There’s no choice. The earlier we start, the earlier we end.” Xiling sighed.
Yan Molun returned to the bedroom and pulled Duoyao up, that lazy pig. When he wasn’t around in the past, she had to do everything herself. Now, the moment she opened her eyes and saw him, she couldn’t help but say groggily, “Help me get my towel and squeeze my toothpaste.”
“Do it yourself.” Yan Molun pulled her to the bathroom roughly.
Duoyao glared at him angrily before starting to wash up.
When they met up with the production team, it was barely 6 am. The stylist began to help her change and do her makeup. Yan Molun sat silently at the side as he watched her eating her breakfast while he dozed off.
At 8 am, when they started shooting, Xiling passed him a breakfast set and said, “If you want to be Duoyao’s bodyguard, you’ll typically have to wake up this early.”
“It’s pretty tough as an actor,” Yan Molun suddenly said as she watched Duoyao hanging in midair on the wire. He remembered that she had bruises on her waist last night, yet she was hanging on the wire again today but she didn’t even make a sound. This little lass was pretty resilient.
“Yeah,” Xiling said carefully, “But can I trouble you to leave for a while? Otherwise, Duoyao will have difficulties performing again.”
Yan Molun frowned. However, he still walked out with his breakfast.
…
Yan Molun worked at the production team for more than a week, following Duoyao as she set off for work early and returned late at night. Every time Duoyao started filming, he would walk to one side and look away.
Slowly, Duoyao became accustomed to it.
One afternoon, Duoyao was resting after finishing a scene under the burning sun. Suddenly, she realized she couldn’t see Yan Molun.
She pretended to walk one round around the set, and in the end, she found Yan Molun sitting under a tree, chatting with a young actress from the production team. That little actress was wearing the period costume of a servant maid and looked a little familiar. Duoyao watched for a while and recalled she was the servant-maid of Prince Au’s Residence.
Prince Au’s Residence was the place where Li Au, the role played by Bai Yuhuang, resided. Various palace maids walked around there every day. She heard these palace maids were young actresses specifically picked by Director Guan from a dance school. They all had exceptional looks and even if they were dressed as servant maids, their beauty couldn’t be concealed.
At this moment, the young servant-maid was sitting beside Yan Molun, laughing and talking while cupping her face with her hands while Yan Molun was smoking coolly. He didn’t even look annoyed.
Duoyao felt uncomfortable inside. She pulled Xiling and pointed to Yan Molun with her chin. “What’s going on?”
Xiling was languid from being under the sun too long. She said with a yawn, “I think Yan Molun saved this little girl yesterday. She’s pretty grateful to him right now.”
“Saved?” Duoyao was bewildered. “Why didn’t I know anything about this?”
“It was when you were shooting,” Xiling explained. “Yesterday, that girl was walking too hurriedly while she was in her servant maid costume and almost fell. Luckily, Yan Molun held her.”
“Held…” Duoyao stared wide-eyed and could almost imagine how any woman would feel being held by Yan Molun. It was just like turning into a little girl again and would make one’s heart skip a beat.
“Yeah.” Xiling looked at her disapprovingly. “And you were despising him for being old, but girls now just love older men.”
Duoyao snorted angrily. “Call him over. Say that I have something important for him.”
She snorted after saying that and turned to sit in her chair.
She sat glumly by herself for four to five minutes when Yan Molun’s low voice came from overhead. “Is anything the matter?”
“Can’t I call you even if nothing’s the matter?” Duoyao looked around and after seeing that there wasn’t anyone around, she said unhappily, “You were chatting very happily with her, right? I heard she’s not even 20.”
“Who are you talking about?” Yan Molun asked lightly.
Duoyao turned around and when she saw his innocent expression, she was furious. “Stop pretending; you were still sitting with her just now.”
“Oh, you were referring to Nie Meitian?” Yan Molun suddenly understood what she was going on about.
“You even remembered her name.” Duoyao was even angrier. “It looks like you know her very well.”
“I only know her name, yet you call that knowing her very well?” Yan Molun found her unreasonable. “Cut it out. I was just sitting there. She came over to talk to me.”
“If you didn’t talk to her, would she have been able to go on non-stop?” Duoyao retorted.
Yan Molun frowned. “I’m not a mute. She said 10 lines and I only replied with a few words.”
“You’re not allowed to even reply with a few words.” Duoyao clenched her teeth and stared at him.
“Duoyao, how did your bodyguard anger you? Why do you look so pissed?” Zhuo Xi chuckled and walked over when she happened to see Duoyao glaring.
“It’s nothing.” Duoyao tried hard to keep her feelings under control.
Zhuo Xi sat in front of her but was looking at Yan Molun up and down with a grin. Suddenly, she asked, “Mr. Yan, do you have a girlfriend?”
Duoyao blinked. “Zhuo Xi, why did you suddenly ask this?”
“He’s your bodyguard, not your boyfriend anyway. It’s no big deal to just ask, right?” Zhuo Xi continued to look at Yan Molun with interest.
Duoyao could feel her heart wringing into a ball. Zhuo Xi wasn’t someone who liked to gossip. Oh gosh, could she have set her eyes on Yan Molun already?
“I do,” Yan Molun replied calmly.
“Oh, I see.” Zhuo Xi was a little disappointed. “I wanted to play matchmaker with you; looks like I failed at my first attempt as a matchmaker. Forget it.”
Duoyao calmed down and asked with a forced smile, “Who were you trying to matchmake him with?”
“Since he already has a girlfriend, there’s no need to say it.” Zhuo Xi stood up regretfully. She thought for a while and whispered softly in Duoyao’s ear, “Don’t tell him. Your bodyguard is pretty popular among the women on the production team. I have a few ladies on my side who have a crush on him.”
After saying that, she walked away with a smile and wave.
Duoyao was dumbfounded. After all this while, there were actually other women other than that servant-maid who were interested?
How many bees and butterflies had he attracted without her noticing?
She glared angrily at Yan Molun.
Yan Molun was bewildered.
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When they got back to the hotel that night, Yan Molun followed behind her. Duoyao opened the door, and without even waiting for him to enter, she closed the door. Luckily, he had quick reflexes and he used his foot to block the door immediately. “What are you doing?”
“I’m not letting you come in,” Duoyao said glumly with a frown.
Yan Molun’s face sank. Xiling, who was behind him, said quickly, “We’re outside. If you want to fight, go in and fight. It’s bad if someone sees this.”
Duoyao snorted and opened the door unwillingly.
Yan Molun walked in with large strides and closed the door behind him. He started lightly, “Are you mad?”
“Yeah, I’m mad.” Duoyao crossed her arms and glared at him. “Did you come to keep me company or flirt?”
“Didn’t I tell you that I didn’t do anything at all?” Yan Molun’s head hurt. He went up to hug her softly and coaxed her, “I already avoided her all afternoon.”
“I didn’t see it.” Duoyao turned her face away.
“You were in the midst of the shoot.” He pinched her little face and found it funny.
“It’s not just that Nie Meitian; there are others too. There are many women on the production team who are interested in you.” Duoyao poked his chest hard. “Tell me honestly—how many women have you made eyes at without my knowledge? The women on our production team this time are rather pretty. There are fashionable ones, young ones and mature ones. This must be heaven to men like you.”
“Yeah, it’s heaven. You’re my heaven.” Yan Molun lowered his head and kissed her deeply on her lips. Duoyao’s breathing became slightly heavy. She turned her face away. “Don’t try to redirect my attention with a kiss.”
Yan Molun sighed and said softly, “With my charisma, do I still need to chase and flirt with women? You’re the only one whom I had to chase and flirt with. When it comes to a man like me of such quality, women come over to pick me up even if I’m just standing by the side of the road.”
“Don’t be shameless.” Duoyao was at a loss for words about his confidence.
“I’m not shameless. It’s all true. I think you’re the only one who doesn’t feel my charm.” Yan Molun picked her up and walked towards the bed. “Now, I will show you my charm.”
“You’re being a gangster again.” Duoyao hit him.
Yan Molun ignored her, put her straight on the bed and started taking her shirt off.
His large body was just like a wall. Sometimes, he gave women a strong sense of security, yet other times, he easily made women feel pressured and easily conquered by him.
Duoyao had to admit that sometimes, in front of him, she couldn’t help but give in to all his wants.
“Yan Molun, I’m tired,” she said softly as she lay in bed, aching all over.
He paused for a while and moved downwards. He reached out to sweep the hair by her ear away softly. He kissed her chin gently. “You just have to lie down. I’ll do the farming.”
“I’m not a field.” Duoyao bit her lips with annoyance.
Yan Molun laughed softly. “Yeah, you’re not a field. You’re a cow. Now, I’m going to push this cow.”
Duoyao was embarrassed by his words. She covered her face and allowed him to do whatever he wanted to her small body.
Yan Molun ate her up cleanly.
After he was done with his meal, he cuddled her, saying while kissing her neck, “This was the best moment of the entire day.”
“You’re an old lecher.” Duoyao kicked him weakly. “Tell me, if it was some other woman, would you do this with her too?”
Yan Molun frowned unhappily and pinched her waist. “Jiang Duoyao, do you really take me for an old lecher? If I really was an old lecher, I wouldn’t have picked you. Look at yourself. Your breasts aren’t particularly big and your butt isn’t particularly perky. You merely make people misunderstand you with your clothes on. Your figure is considered average but I just like you so much. What does that mean? It means I’m not superficial. I like you for you, so I like everything about you. Even if you’re flat, I’d still like you. I’m a man of morals. I will only be intimate with you if I like you. Do you think it’s easy for me as a bodyguard standing there like a pillar every day? But I’m willing to do it because I get to see you every day and I even get to cuddle you at night.”
Duoyao was moved by his words. Was she too petty in letting her thoughts run wild just because other women were interested in him?
“Alright, I’m wrong. I know it’s hard on you as a bodyguard.” Duoyao put her arms around his neck. “But what did you mean by that? So you’ve been thinking that I’m not curvy enough?”
“Do you think you’re curvy enough?” Yan Molun asked with a smile.
Duoyao pouted. “In any case, from today onwards, you have to think that I have the best figure. Your ideal figure must be mine. You cannot even look at other women no matter how sexy their figures are.”
“Why?” Yan Molun wasn’t convinced. “Weren’t you pretty serious about looking at handsome men? Why can’t I look at pretty ladies? Duoyao, can you not be so overbearing?”
“I am that overbearing.” Duoyao grumbled, “At most, I won’t look at handsome men anymore. You can’t look at big boobies too.”
“Big boobies?” Yan Molun found her funny. “Do you take me for Li Shaobin?”
“So Li Shaobin likes big boobies? I didn’t think he would be so superficial.” Duoyao snorted. “Then tell me—what cup size do you like?”
“Silly, I like your cup.” Yan Molun chuckled softly and slid under the covers to use his actions to convey how much he liked her.
After that, Duoyao felt as though she was about to be squeezed dry. However, on second thought, he wouldn’t have the energy to hook up with other women when he had expended all his energy on her.
However, reality proved she was too naive. Afterwards, when Brother Molun carried her to the shower, she didn’t even see a single hint of fatigue on his face.