The kiss scene had been scheduled long in advance. To avoid the production crew repeatedly trending on hot searches and leaving a bad impression on casual viewers, the assistant director even held a meeting to stress its importance.
So, even though the Pisces girls in the crew desperately wanted to post on Weibo, “Fu Yuqian and Song Yu are going to film a kiss scene, prepare your heart meds!”, for the sake of their idols they held back, staring at them with sparkling eyes instead. Their gazes almost drove Song Yu crazy—he wanted to beg the director to cancel the scene. He was even willing to pay the breach-of-contract penalty! Or at least, could they not make it a real kiss? Couldn’t they film it like before?
But Fu Yuqian directly dragged him into the dressing room, shut the door, and hugged him. “Teacher Song, are you shy?”
Song Yu’s peach blossom eyes shimmered, glistening with water, a mix of sultry and innocent. Fu Yuqian couldn’t resist kissing his eyes. Song Yu’s face flushed as he shoved him away. “What are you doing!”
“Helping you build up the right emotions for the scene.” Fu Yuqian chuckled. “Haven’t we practiced plenty of times in private already? Still not used to it?”
The mention only made Song Yu recall how every night Fu Yuqian would trap him into another round of kissing practice. From stiff and breathless at first, he’d gradually learned to respond. Each time Song Yu thought he had reached the “limit” of kissing, Fu Yuqian would take it a step further. The worst had been when, after one kiss, Song Yu discovered half his shirt buttons undone, Fu Yuqian’s hand pressed against his waist… To Song Yu, becoming “used to kissing” felt like a long, arduous road.
“When we kiss later, behave yourself.” Song Yu whispered, cheeks burning. “Don’t let anyone notice.”
Although they were together, they had agreed not to go public. Aside from Guo Mao, who was observant enough to notice, no one else in the crew had caught on. After all, there were many eyes and ears on set; who knew if someone might gossip online or tell their family? If forced out of the closet, many fans would be hurt, unable to accept it.
Guo Mao chose not to expose them. He simply commented that their acting was so convincing, their CP felt real.
But the Pisces girls were firmly convinced they were dating. Even Fu Yuqian smiling at Song Yu was, in their eyes, a shower of sugar.
Fu Yuqian, itching with affection at Song Yu’s expression, put on a look of mock innocence. “Behave? How does one kiss ‘properly’? Perhaps Teacher Song should demonstrate?”
“You really don’t know?” Fans still mattered greatly to Song Yu. Narrowing his glittering peach blossom eyes, he suddenly spotted the fruit on the coffee table—among them, a banana. He picked it up, sliced it cleanly in half with the fruit knife, then gave a cold little snort. “Does Teacher Fu understand now?”
Fu Yuqian almost melted from Song Yu’s cuteness. His precious Song Yu was too adorable. But knowing when to stop teasing, he only smiled. “I understand. But Teacher Song, if anything’s cut off, you’ll be the one at a loss.”
Song Yu, provoked, shot him a sidelong glare. “That’s fine. You can use mine.”
That fierce, cute tone made Fu Yuqian love him all the more, wanting nothing more than to keep him in his arms all day.
Still, they didn’t dare linger too long in the dressing room, for fear of arousing suspicion. After a few rounds of playful banter, they stepped out to prepare for filming.
Before they could start, however, a visitor arrived on set.
It was Ms. Qin Heling.
She wore a crimson trench coat, paired with voluminous curls, black tailored trousers, and glossy leather heels. Combined with her confident makeup, her curvaceous figure stunned everyone at first glance—this sister was both A and beautiful.
Just as the staff were about to approach and ask her identity, they saw her glance around, then suddenly break into a sweet, girlish smile—like a young woman seeing her first love. Removing her sunglasses, she waved at Song Yu. “Xiao Yu!”
Song Yu was surprised, then broke into a smile himself. Heling had said she’d visit, but he hadn’t expected her so soon. With a little run, he spoke briefly to a staff member before leading her inside. Heling affectionately linked arms with him, leaving everyone around stunned. What was Song Yu’s relationship with this gorgeous lady?!
Especially the Pisces girls—their hearts shattered on the spot. Wasn’t Pisces supposed to never break up for life? Why did a woman suddenly appear?! Sneaking a look at Fu Yuqian’s face, they saw his smile had indeed faded, though he’d been laughing just moments ago.
After confirming their relationship, Fu Yuqian had told his family. From then on, Heling often video-called Song Yu. Back when Song Yu had been in his “cat form,” they’d spent days playing together. Thanks to that, Song Yu hadn’t felt awkward meeting her for the first time—also because he knew she was one of his “older girlfriend-fans.”
Heling was warm and enthusiastic, chatting with him for ages until Fu Yuan and Fu Yuqian finally couldn’t stand it and cut the call.
Since then, she’d kept sending him gifts from abroad, worried her son wasn’t capable of keeping Song Yu and might let him slip away.
Later, when Song Yu’s drama stills were released, Heling—who’d nearly shifted into being a CP fan—suddenly felt confident again. She secretly begged Song Yu to delay making their relationship public, saying she couldn’t handle it just yet. Even if Song Yu’s partner was her son, she still needed time.
Song Yu, ever doting toward fans, and especially toward Heling, agreed. As a result, Fu Yuqian had been somewhat annoyed with her lately.
Still, since she had come all this way, Fu Yuqian also walked over. But before he reached them, Heling said: “Stay away. I’m a solo fan. I’m afraid I won’t be able to stop myself from hitting you.”
Fu Yuqian: “…”
Song Yu stifled a laugh. Now wasn’t the time for mother and son to reveal themselves, or else their “closet doors” would never shut again. “Teacher Fu, sorry,” he said, then led Heling to his lounge.
“How did Uncle Fu agree to let you come?” Song Yu asked with a smile.
Heling replied, “I pestered him for ages. He’s so slow—he said the earliest he could fully transfer back to China was next year. I couldn’t wait. Plus, I wanted to see your mom. I know someone perfect for her. Do you think she’d be willing to start a new relationship?”
Matchmaking was something Heling loved. She felt Song Yu’s mother was too lonely on her own, so she worked hard to find her a partner.
Song Yu hadn’t expected Heling to be so thoughtful, even considering his mom. Moved, he said: “Thank you, Auntie. But about that, I really haven’t talked to my mom, so I’m not sure.”
All these years, Song Yu had carefully protected his mother. While other celebrities would post photos with their moms on Mother’s Day, he only made simple posts on Weibo. Haters had seized on that, accusing him of being unfilial.
But the truth was—he only wanted to protect her, yet had forgotten to ask what she really needed.
He Ling also knew about Song Yu’s past. When she saw the lost look on his face, her heart ached even more:
“Leave this matter to me. Don’t worry, even if your mom doesn’t want to find someone new, once I settle back in China, I’ll keep her company.”
Song Yu’s eyes instantly turned red. He couldn’t hold back and hugged He Ling tightly. She was taller than him in high heels, so it looked as if he was hanging onto her like a spoiled younger brother. But to the stagehand girl who had just pushed the door open, it looked entirely different—her mind filled with Song Yu is dating someone! And it’s not Fu Yuqian!
It was because Song Yu hadn’t closed the lounge door properly when he came in. The stagehand had only meant to knock, but the door swung open on its own.
Hearing the sound, Song Yu immediately let go of He Ling, who was also blushing scarlet—making the whole thing look even more suspicious.
The stagehand girl’s eyes turned red:
“Teacher Song, Director Guo is looking for you.”
“Alright.” Song Yu nodded, then gently asked He Ling,
“Do you want to rest here or watch the filming?”
“Of course watch the filming,” He Ling said with a bright smile. “I’ve never seen you act before. You look amazing in historical costume.”
“I’ll let Director Guo know then.”
The stagehand girl glared at He Ling with open hostility, leaving He Ling confused.
Guo Mao had called Song Yu over to explain the scene, but before that, he couldn’t resist gossiping:
“And this lady is…?”
Song Yu lowered his voice:
“Fu Yuqian’s mother.”
Guo Mao jumped in shock. He hadn’t expected her to be Fu Yuqian’s mother—so why was she here for Song Yu?
“She’s my fan,” Song Yu explained briefly.
Guo Mao suddenly understood and smiled:
“That’s good then, makes things more harmonious.”
Then he asked someone to bring Fu Yuqian over so both could listen. They both paid close attention, but Fu Yuqian’s face still looked sour.
Meanwhile, the stagehand girl went outside and cried. She was an old Pisces fan, and she hadn’t even gotten her fill of “sugar” before suddenly being graduated. She wanted to vent online, but managed to hold back. Later, when He Ling clarified her identity—that she was Song Yu’s aunt, already in her fifties—the stagehand girl felt alive again.
After the explanation, filming began. Song Yu was a little nervous, but Fu Yuqian slipped into character first. Having acted opposite him so much lately, Song Yu quickly followed once he saw his state.
Today’s scene: Leng Yunlin had once again been angered by the courtiers. Only because Fu Qingyu kept signaling him did he hold himself back from lashing out in court. Afterward, he stormed into the training grounds, slashing wildly with his sword. Afraid he’d hurt himself, Fu Qingyu stopped him and gave him a hug.
Leng Yunlin, who had always been pitiful since childhood, suddenly froze. Fu Qingyu sighed, patted his back to soothe him, gently advised him, then let go.
Unexpectedly, Leng Yunlin’s face flushed slightly. He glared coldly at Fu Qingyu. Just as Fu Qingyu thought he was about to throw another tantrum, Leng Yunlin’s ears turned red and, in a commanding tone, said:
“Who allowed you to let go? Keep holding me.”
Fu Qingyu was both surprised and amused, even a little charmed. Obediently, he hugged him again, then leaned up on tiptoe and kissed his cheek with a playful smile:
“Your Majesty, is that enough now?”
Leng Yunlin’s gaze deepened dangerously. Just as Fu Qingyu realized something was wrong and tried to pull away, Leng Yunlin seized his waist and kissed him on the lips…
Fu Qingyu’s eyes widened in shock as he struggled, but Leng Yunlin’s arms were like iron, impossible to break free from.
“Cut! Teacher Fu, the kiss wasn’t quite right.” Guo Mao called out, megaphone in hand. After some thought, he added, “It looked… a bit too practiced.”
The Pisces girls on set, who had been blushing and nearly screaming at the beautiful romantic moment, instantly froze. Too practiced? What kind of scandalous thing is that to say?!
Song Yu’s face burned red, his ears and neck all flushed. He wanted nothing more than to dig a hole and bury himself.
He had clearly told Fu Yuqian not to go overboard, and Fu Yuqian hadn’t kissed him inappropriately—but who would’ve thought the problem would be that he looked too skilled.
The Pisces girls clutched their chests, gasping for air. They were desperate to spill the tea—they couldn’t take it anymore!
Fu Yuqian chuckled and explained:
“My apologies, that was my mistake. Fans once said Teacher Song reminded them of my pet Yiyi. I happen to agree, so I subconsciously treated him like Yiyi just now.”
Guo Mao, seeing through it but choosing not to expose him, added:
“That’s true, Teacher Fu really dotes on Yiyi.”
“Yiyi’s very cute,” Fu Yuqian said with deliberate tenderness. “Especially lately—she’s been unusually clingy, always wanting to sleep beside me. I couldn’t resist spoiling her more than usual.”
Guo Mao thought, Why won’t you stop? I can’t even pet your cat, so what’s there to brag about?
Meanwhile, Song Yu’s face grew so red it could practically boil an egg.
Only He Ling was fuming—she knew her son too well. He was definitely doing this on purpose, just to retaliate for her earlier private chat with Song Yu.
Still, she had to admit, the two of them looked perfect together. Propping her chin in her hand, she thought, Thank goodness I raised a son good enough for Xiao Yu to fall for.
In the next take, Fu Yuqian behaved himself and the scene was filmed properly. Afterward, Song Yu immediately rushed into his lounge and stayed there for a long time.
Fu Yuqian didn’t dare go coax him in front of everyone, so he returned to his own lounge and called.
As soon as Song Yu answered, he snapped:
“You did that on purpose, didn’t you!”
“Xiao Yu, you wrong me. Maybe it’s just because we’ve kissed so many times that it came out naturally.” Fu Yuqian admitted he was maybe a third intentional—but after all, Song Yu had said before that sometimes he didn’t need to be too honest.
Song Yu narrowed his eyes, half-suspicious:
“Fine. From today onward, we won’t kiss anymore.”
And with that, he hung up.
Fu Yuqian: “…”
Tsk, this time he really did shoot himself in the foot. He’d have to find a way to coax him.
Even though Guo Mao stressed that no one was allowed to post today’s filming plan online, and even cleared the set a little, not everyone obeyed. By noon, the news that Fu Yuqian and Song Yu had filmed a kissing scene was already uploaded. There were no photos, but Guo Mao’s words had been written out.
The Pisces girls felt that ever since they started shipping this CP, there hadn’t been a single day that wasn’t like celebrating New Year—eating so much “sugar” every day was just too sweet.
【“The kiss was too skilled.” Tsk tsk, just savor that line. Director Guo’s literary talent is on par with a modern-day master.】
Many Yu-fans couldn’t accept it and even argued back, saying Fu Yuqian already explained—it was because he was used to kissing his cat, not because he practiced with Song Yu in private. At this point, Qian-qian’s own fans jumped in to defend him too: exactly, wasn’t there already a post saying Fu Yuqian kissed his cat every day and even slept with it? There’s no way the “skill” came from practicing kisses with Song Yu.
But the Yu-fans still felt uneasy. After all, Yi Yi was their beloved too, and thinking of her being kissed wasn’t a great feeling. But she was Fu Yuqian’s cat… Their emotions were complicated. Resentful yet powerless to stop the two from being together, all they could do was send Song Yu private messages: Don’t you dare give in easily to that dog-man Fu Yuqian!
The matter was kept under control and never made it to trending, but the Pisces girls didn’t mind—they didn’t care about clout, just the sugar.
And besides, now that there’s been a kiss scene, could a bed scene really be far behind?
Author’s Note:
A bed scene can’t be far behind!
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