A Walk-on Actor Who Wants to Be A Baker - Chapter 29

Chapter 29: A sense of dependency grows.

Translator: Flying Lines

Fang was not good at kissing, and Lu’s front teeth got hurt. Lu couldn’t put up with Fang anymore, and he decided to give an on-the-spot teaching. Holding Fang’s waist tightly, Lu pressed him against the wall of the bathroom with his tongue slipped through Fang’s lips into his mouth.

The moment their tongue-tips touched, Fang’s legs got weak. A sense of numbness rose from the soles of his feet to reach every organ of his body, making his heart thump fast.

After a thorough exploration in Fang’s mouth with his tongue, Lu stepped back breathlessly, and asked, “Got it?”

Holding Lu’s neck, and longing for more, Fang shook his head, “Not yet! Show me one more time, Mr. Lu.”

Seeing through Fang’s little trick at once, Lu smiled to pull his coat, “Take off your clothes first.”

Fang got the order, and took off his wet coat and pants rapidly. Lu picked up Fang to the wash basin, and opened Fang’s legs with his hands. Lu kissed Fang again with his lower body pressing forward.

The two guys kept kissing each other, moving from the bathroom to the bed. Fang was intoxicated at the start with his hands and feet clinging to Lu’s body and fondling around. But later, being physically tired, he had no strength at all, and could only lie on his stomach, puffing and blowing.

However, showing no sign to stop at all, Lu continued his movement in the rear diligently.

Clutching the sheet tightly, Fang’s earlier gratefulness was washed away completely. He affirmed that Lu must have bought the chocolate for the purpose of fucking his ass better.

“Mr. Lu, do you have an insatiable desire for sex recently?” Fang lay in the arms of Lu softly, and asked after Lu released his sexual desire finally. Lu frowned, as Fang got the point.

Lu had been busy recently. One of the projects he invested in went wrong first, and then he went to help Fang clear up the mess. Therefore, he had no time to meet his lovers. When he was free eventually, somehow the first person he thought of was Fang. So he bought a ticket to come the next day, and released his sexual desire he had held back for a long time on Fang.

But Lu wouldn’t speak it out. It could be so shameful to travel such a long distance to make love with someone.

Maybe it was because he had consumed much strength, Fang had a good sleep this night. When he woke up the next morning, he was still lying in the arms of Lu even without changing his position.

Lu just woke up too. While putting on clothes, Fang asked, “Will you come to see me acting today, Mr. Lu?”

Turning over with his body wrapped in the quilt, Lu replied drowsily, “You go there first, and I’ll come later.”
Fang pouted his lips. Because they didn’t sleep on the same bed before, so he didn’t find that the boss seemed to like staying in bed. But now, after having slept together twice, he noticed it. His image was no longer great.

When the boss came to the set, Fang had made himself up and got changed. As soon as Fang walked out of the dressing room, he heard the noise outside saying the boss came.

The crew members didn’t receive the notice in advance, and went out to greet Lu hurriedly. Thinking everyone was busy, Fang said honestly, “It’s OK! You can deal with your own work. He just came to see me.”

The crew members were forced to witness a public display of affection unexpectedly.

Lu kept a low profile. Having greeted the director, he found a chair, and sat to watch Fang acting.

Fang thought his acting skill had improved a lot recently. But as soon as he realized Lu was here watching his acting, he got uneasy somehow, and even couldn’t say his lines naturally.

When a scene was finished, Fang ran to Lu immediately like a giant butterfly with his loose costume. He asked expectantly, “How about my acting just now?”

Lu nodded without turning a hair, “Not bad. You have come to know you should take a breath while saying your lines.”

“… Easier said than done. You can have a try. You might get breathless,” Fang thought.

Fang was lost in depression when he saw Lu straighten out his clothes and stand up. He asked hurriedly, “Are you going to leave now, Mr. Lu?”

“Yes. I’ve forgot to tell you that my flight is at noon. So I have to rush to the airport now.”

Fang got speechless. Yes, he almost forgot this was a busty bee with thousands of things to handle every day.

Seeing Fang was slightly absent-minded, Lu reached out his hand to rub Fang’s head, “The director said your scenes will be soon finished. I’ll reward you when you get back.”

Fang nodded in a trance. It was not clear whether he had heard it or not.

The special car for Lu was just parked outside. Standing still where he was, Fang watched Lu’s figure get further and further, and finally disappear behind the door of the car. A sense of disappointment rose in his heart.

The scene reminded him of his childhood.

He had just started kindergarten then, and the school was not far from their orphanage. The five-year-old little Fang Qiao went to school alone on foot every day. However, as soon as he arrived at the school gate, he could see other children crying while pulling their parents’ clothes without letting them go.

Fang didn’t have parents, and had been accustomed to be independent since his early childhood. Therefore, he always couldn’t feel that kind of emotion, and even felt it slightly stupid. But now, when he saw Lu leave, some kind of emotion came to life unconsciously in his heart. It could be described as dependency.

Thinking this way, a burst of panic seized him in a flash. Was it possible that he had called Lu “sugar daddy’ so many times that he regarded Lu as his real daddy?