Gu Jing and Peng Cheng Gui’s studio specialised in commercial glamourous photos.
A few days ago Zhen Lang dropped off Gu Jing at the studio. She saw the new photo hung on the studio’s front display window and she freaked.
In the new photo a young beautiful woman’s hand covered half of her naked chest, her startled eyes matched the innocence of her snow white bare back and her short hair above her shoulders showed off her sensual slender neck.
Gu Jing jumped out of Zhen Lang’s car and she charged into the studio.
‘Peng-Cheng-Gui!’ Gu Jing cried out.
Peng Cheng Gui heard Gu Jing’s voice, she turned her head around and she saw the front gla.s.s door fell onto the floor.
‘Hehe… our heroine is here,’ Peng Cheng Gui said.
A group of women turned their heads around and they collectively gasped.
‘Our photographer with three years of professional experience will take photos and her service fee will be ninety percent off fixed prices for one day only. Tomorrow prices will return to normal,’ Peng Cheng Gui said.
Gu Jing ignored the two dozen eyes that stared at her and she pulled Peng Cheng Gui to a private room.
‘What the h.e.l.l are you doing? Why did you take advantage of me when I’m changing my clothes to take photos of me? You even printed out a half-naked photo of me and displayed it at the front window,’ Gu Jing said.
Peng Cheng Gui shrugged her shoulders. ‘I don’t know. Perhaps you forgot to turn off the timer on your camera that day you left it on the makeup table and it captured photos of you. I accidently came across the photos of you and I thought they were beautiful. Take a look, your photo proved to be good advertising and attracted many new clients.’
‘Take down my photo!’ Gu Jing said.
‘What do you know about marketing? The number of clients that came today is more than the combined clients in the last three days. If you let me hang the photo of you for another three days I’ll give you an extra three thousand Yuan,’ Peng Cheng Gui said.
‘If you don’t take down my photo I’ll demolish the studio,’ Gu Jing said.
Gu Jing’s eyes swept around the studio and it focused on Peng Cheng Gui’s new round gla.s.s table.
Peng Cheng Gui grabbed Gu Jing’s shirt collar and she held up five fingers. ‘Five thousand Yuan, three days. It’s only three days.’
‘If you don’t take down my photo, I’ll break your new table and I won’t compensate the broken table,’ Gu Jing said.
‘One day! Only one day,’ Peng Cheng Gui begged.
‘Do you think I don’t have a brain and I don’t know about how my cameras work? If you mess with me again, I’ll get even with you,’ Gu Jing said. She held up a bag of food. ‘If after I finish eating and you haven’t cleaned the studio properly then I’ll help you renovate the studio!’
Gu Jing carried her bag of food upstairs.
Peng Cheng Gui picked up a calculator and she mumbled to herself. ‘For every twenty clients the studio will profit at least six thousand Yuan. If Gu Jing isn’t going to let me hang up the photo of her then I can only resort to my second backup plan.’
Upstairs Gu Jing ate her breakfast and she didn’t hear Peng Cheng Gui’s mumbles.
A few days later inside Zhen Lang’s car, Gu Jing almost kissed the windshield.
‘Ah!’ Gu Jing cried out.
Gu Jing held her head.
Zhen Lang held Gu Jing’s shoulders. ‘Let me see.’
‘Mr Vet, do you know how to drive?’ Gu Jing asked.
Zhen Lang held up one finger in front of Gu Jing’s face. ‘How many fingers am I holding up?’
‘What do you mean? Do you see me as a child?’ Gu Jing asked.
‘Answer my question, how many fingers am I holding up?’ Zhen Lang asked.
‘One,’ Gu Jing said reluctantly.
Zhen Lang held up another finger. ‘How many fingers am I holding up now?’
Gu Jing laughed. ‘V, but I don’t mind turning it into an S.’
Zhen Lang exhaled gently. ‘Do you feel dizzy? Do you feel nauseous?’
‘Um, I ate too much before. You suddenly braked, of course it’ll be strange if I’m not nauseous,’ Gu Jing said.
‘This is what happens when you take off your seatbelt in the car,’ Zhen Lang said. He put his palm on Gu Jing’s forehead. ‘I’ll help you rub your forehead. Endure the pain.’
Zhen Lang’s palm gently touched Gu Jing’s forehead and she cried out. She held onto the pa.s.senger door handle.
‘Don’t hide,’ Zhen Lang said. He leaned closer to Gu Jing. ‘In the past you trained and received many injuries. Why can’t you endure a little pain like this?’
‘I’m not scared of pain. I’m scared you’re using this as an opportunity to take revenge. Ah! Hey, be gentle,’ Gu Jing said.
Gu Jing thought about the difference between a professional doctor and an unprofessional doctor. She decided an unprofessional doctor treated their patients roughly. Zhen Lang rubbed her forehead like he would rub a table.
Gu Jing sat back against her seat to avoid Zhen Lang whilst he leaned closer to her.
After a while Zhen Lang’s body laid on top of Gu Jing’s body. He continued to rub her forehead and she felt his hot breath on her face.
‘Do you feel better?’ Zhen Lang asked.
Zhen Lang’s face was above Gu Jing’s face by ten centimetres. She looked up at his face and she felt something strange in her heart.
Zhen Lang’s breath gently swept through Gu Jing’s fringe. His eyes were darker and deeper than a pool of water. She could smell his familiar scent, but it also smelt a little strange to her.
Gu Jing recognised Zhen Lang’s scent, but the little strangeness was caused by their closeness. She felt at a close distance his scent was easy on the nose.
Gu Jing sniffed Zhen Lang’s face. ‘Mr Vet, did you change deodorant?’
‘What?’ Zhen Lang asked.
Zhen Lang rubbed Gu Jing’s forehead gentler.
Gu Jing saw a strand of Zhen Lang’s hair fell onto his forehead. She put her hand on his forehead and she swept the strand away from his forehead. ‘Mr Vet, can you drive more carefully next time? Your driving skills are poor.’
Zhen Lang’s face inched closer to Gu Jing’s face and the distance between their faces was about three centimetres.
Zhen Lang smiled. ‘What did you say before?’
Gu Jing tried to move her head back, but there was no s.p.a.ce left behind her head. She didn’t understand why she breathed heavily.
Gu Jing put a hand on Zhen Lang’s chest and she pushed his body away from her body a bit. ‘I said, do you know how to drive? Do you want me to teach you how to drive?’
Zhen Lang laughed. ‘I didn’t ask about driving. Before did you ask me if I’m a virgin?’
‘I didn’t! You misheard me,’ Gu Jing denied.
‘I misheard you?’ Zhen Lang asked.
Gu Jing felt Zhen Lang’s husky voice was easy on the ears. Suddenly she realised her breaths became even heavier.
‘Get away from me. You’re breathing in all the oxygen,’ Gu Jing said.
Gu Jing aimed a fist at Zhen Lang’s face, but his hand grabbed her fist. Her head fell back on the chair and she cried out.
Zhen Lang smiled and his free hand gently stroked the bruise on Gu Jing’s forehead.
Zhen Lang saw Gu Jing lift her leg, but his car was too compact and her knee almost connected with his pants zipper.
‘Be honest for a bit,’ Zhen Lang said.
Zhen Lang pressed his palm on top of Gu Jing’s knee and he gently rubbed her knee.
Gu Jing felt Zhen Lang’s crotch pressed between her legs and she saw his eyes turned darker.
Suddenly Zhen Lang and Gu Jing heard someone knock thrice on a door of his car. They both looked outside the front pa.s.senger window. They saw a cop held up a sign on the front pa.s.senger window – ‘If you two want to do it then go home and do it. If you two feel the need to do it urgently then park closer to the curb. Thank you!’
End of Chapter Twenty-One