In the end, Jing Jiujiu didn't kiss for three hours, but ten minutes or so was possible.
Even that was almost too much for him to handle.
On the first day after Yu Ran left, Jing Jiujiu sat in front of the mirror, examining himself repeatedly.
"You bit me here," he said, pointing it out to Bai Yuhuai.
Bai Yuhuai got up from the bed, casually putting on a bathrobe. He walked over to Jing Jiujiu, crouched down, and pointed at his own Adam's apple: "You bit me here."
Jing Jiujiu glanced around: "Ah... but mine hurts more. How can you compare the mouth to the neck?"
In reality, neither of them could actually hurt the other by biting.
Previously, when Jing Jiujiu was still a ghost, Bai Yuhuai couldn't leave any marks on his body, and Jing Jiujiu couldn't bite him either.
Now that they could barely bite each other, Jing Jiujiu still had to complain softly.
But his soft complaints were cute too.
Like a child who just got a new toy and needed to repeatedly emphasize its existence to others before being satisfied.
So Bai Yuhuai responded with a low "Mm." He asked, "Let me see, is it swollen? Will it affect Jiujiu's eating?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he pinned Jing Jiujiu against the large mirror and kissed him hard.
Bai Yuhuai straightened up: "There, it's flattened now."
Jing Jiujiu stood up and mimicked licking Bai Yuhuai's Adam's apple, then pointed at his own mouth: "The god's saliva, I bestow it upon you."
Then he happily turned and went downstairs.
Bai Yuhuai was both amused and exasperated. He took a shower in the bathroom before following downstairs.
Downstairs, the people from the Cloud Return Sect were already sitting properly. Those divine statues were tightly bundled together, filling the coffee table.
The little ghosts were sprawled around the coffee table, especially Yuanyuan, who was hugging the table leg, eyes fixed on the Cloud Return Sect people, dryly repeating: "...My mom's, my mom's."
Jing Jiujiu thought it sounded a bit like cursing.
However, when Yuanyuan saw him, she immediately changed from a repeating machine back to a little ghost, just foolishly hugging the table leg, not moving.
Jing Jiujiu walked over, picked her up, put her on the sofa, and said softly: "Master Zhou said you're a girl. We should have Bai Yuhuai burn a little dress for you someday."
After hearing this, Yuanyuan happily revealed two fangs, then raised her paws and pushed the fangs back in.
The Cloud Return Sect people watched silently, thinking... He really knows how to control ghosts!
At this moment, Bai Yuhuai slowly approached. He swept his gaze across the table: "Ready to perform the ritual?"
"Indeed!"
Bai Yuhuai picked up the evil statue from the old castle, brushing all the others aside, and said carelessly: "Then let's start with this one."
After all, this thing had already lost its power.
They had a simple breakfast and then started drawing talismans in the living room.
It wasn't too difficult to trap the evil statue, but to thoroughly refine it was challenging. After all, no matter how useless it was, it still had the word "god" attached to it.
When Yin Mo and Ding Hanbing came to visit, they were almost scared away by the blood-red talisman array drawn with cinnabar.
Yin Mo was fine, after all, he had been influenced by Master Tingyi.
Ding Hanbing, on the other hand, was pale-faced, his face elongated, slowly shuffling in.
He quickly made his way to Jing Jiujiu's side and asked in a low voice: "I heard there were burglars in Bai Yuhuai's house?"
"Mm, they were sent to the police station."
Only then did Ding Hanbing feel relieved.
Yin Mo sat down next to them and said quietly: "Master will come to see you in a couple of days."
"Mm."
"It seems there's something important..." Yin Mo paused here, apparently because he wasn't powerful enough yet, Master Tingyi hadn't told him what it was about.
Neither Yin Mo nor Ding Hanbing asked where Jing Jiujiu had gone for his honeymoon.
They just played a card game with Jing Jiujiu for a while before leaving.
Meanwhile, the Cloud Return Sect people couldn't help but mutter.
The young master seemed to be in high demand!
They absolutely couldn't let him get away!
It wasn't until nightfall that the Cloud Return Sect people finished drawing the talismans. The moonlight shining in from outside made the blood-red floor especially eerie.
Jing Jiujiu was most afraid of scenes like this.
He felt goosebumps all over his body and instinctively wanted to burrow into Bai Yuhuai's arms.
Bai Yuhuai's gaze shifted slightly, and he put down the book in his hand. It was an old volume they were using as a reference for the talisman script.
Bai Yuhuai turned slightly, actually already prepared to receive Jing Jiujiu into his arms.
"Oh, my leg hurts."
"My back hurts a bit too."
"Is it rheumatism, little junior sister?"
The old men and women seemed to have just finished square dancing, warmly greeting each other.
The horrifying atmosphere was instantly swept away. Not only did Jing Jiujiu no longer feel scared, he even directed the little ghosts to get some hot towels for them.
At this time, Xu Sanyu called, hesitantly asking Bai Yuhuai: "Brother Bai, are you... really planning to retire from the entertainment industry?"
"Not yet..." Before Bai Yuhuai could finish, Xu Sanyu jumped up on the other end.
Xu Sanyu: "Ah, I knew it! With your career ambition, how could you easily retire because of marriage?"
Bai Yuhuai pressed his lips together, glancing at Jing Jiujiu's figure: "If he's willing to marry me."
Xu Sanyu's throat choked a bit.
Well, I praised you too soon earlier.
After all this, it still depends on young master Jing's willingness. If he says he wants to get married tomorrow, you'll just give up everything, is that it?
"What's the matter? Just tell me directly," Bai Yuhuai spoke up, interrupting Xu Sanyu's thoughts.
"A new script, I've sent it to your email. Also, about the road show for the movie, if you don't want to go, I'll just decline it for you..."
"No need. I'll take a look," Bai Yuhuai responded concisely and decisively.
Xu Sanyu was also afraid of disturbing him, so after clarifying the matters, he hurriedly hung up the phone.
After all, it's not easy to have a romance...
While Bai Yuhuai was looking through the script, Jing Jiujiu also leaned in.
"...They want you to play a ghost?" Jing Jiujiu asked in surprise.
Bai Yuhuai: "Mm."
This was a new script from a veteran director, a horror movie about the last Taoist priest and the first ghost in the world.
With the decline of zombie films, domestic horror movies had completely faded from public view.
This veteran director, already over seventy, was probably still unwilling to give up. He wanted to revive the glory of horror films in his twilight years, so he had people reach out to Bai Yuhuai, hoping to borrow his acting skills and his fame.
"How much is the pay?" Jing Jiujiu asked curiously.
"Eighty million."
"Is that high or low?"
"It's considered high." Bai Yuhuai supported Jing Jiujiu's waist, "I can buy you many more game consoles."
Jing Jiujiu: "Go ahead and act then! I'll teach you how to play a ghost!"
When it came to the last sentence, Jing Jiujiu became really excited.
Bai Yuhuai wasn't actually very interested in this script.
The script reeked of decay from beginning to end.
It wasn't that the story was too bad.
But from start to finish, it had a dark and gloomy tone, as if the story itself was an old man on his last legs.
But...
Bai Yuhuai responded: "Okay. ...How about we go to the film set tomorrow?"
Jing Jiujiu: "Hm? So soon?"
Bai Yuhuai: "Mm."
Jing Jiujiu looked back: "What about them?"
"They'll stay here to refine the evil statue."
Jing Jiujiu was actually a bit tempted too.
When you're dating, shouldn't you go out more as a couple? What's the point of staying at home?
Jing Jiujiu only hesitated for a few seconds before agreeing.
After Bai Yuhuai called Xu Sanyu back, they immediately arranged for Bai Yuhuai to go to the film set early.
The filming location was in "Ghost City."
This name was given by Director Gong himself, because this film city was newly built and designed by him, funded entirely out of his own pocket, for the purpose of shooting this film.
Xu Sanyu came to pick them up in his car. While turning the steering wheel, he said: "Director Gong says that nowadays, film studios are used one after another. The audience has seen too much and gets pulled out of the story. So he wanted to build his own."
"...We're here."
This new film city was built in An County, relatively close to Capital City.
The main gate of the film city had no sign, and the two doors were wide open. As soon as the car drove in, they could see nearby grey brick residential buildings and a dilapidated small village in the distance... all of these were sets for the film city.
There were very few people in the city, with only a handful coming and going, most with expressionless faces.
Jing Jiujiu's feet shrank back a bit, feeling like he wanted to run away.
...Miscalculation! Damn it! This place is so terrifying!
Bai Yuhuai firmly gripped his wrist and said softly and unhurriedly, "Jiujiu wants to teach me how to act like a ghost..."
Oh, right.
Jing Jiujiu sat back down.
But as he sat, he hesitated for a moment, then shifted his bottom onto Bai Yuhuai's lap.
Bai Yuhuai leaned close to his ear and asked in a low voice, "Is this how ghosts behave?"
Jing Jiujiu lied through his teeth: "Ah, yes. This is how ghosts bully people."
Xu Sanyu was completely unaware of what was going on behind him.
He stopped the car and said quietly, "Hey, isn't that Director Gong?... I can hardly recognize him."
A man pushing a wheelchair stood in the distance at the end of the street. The man sitting in the wheelchair, with graying hair and a haggard face, was Director Gong.
Xu Sanyu opened the car door and jogged over to greet them.
He turned back, about to say, "Hey, Bai, let me introduce you..." only to find that no one had followed him.
In the car, Bai Yuhuai lifted his eyelids slightly and asked, "I feel like this ghost isn't bullying people fiercely enough..."
Jing Jiujiu: ?
Is there anyone who complains that ghosts aren't fierce enough?
You're underestimating me! I'm not the ghost I was yesterday!
Meanwhile, Xu Sanyu first exchanged a few pleasantries, then said, "I left my boss in the car, please wait a moment!"
With that, he ran back towards the car.
Xu Sanyu raised his hand and knocked on the car window: "Bai."
At this moment, Jing Jiujiu slipped his hand into Bai Yuhuai's pants.
Bai Yuhuai: "......"
He lowered his voice, almost with a hint of gritted teeth: "Hmm? Is this what ghosts do?"
Jing Jiujiu argued confidently: "Haven't you heard of lecherous ghosts?"
Xu Sanyu: ?
Xu Sanyu: "Bai? Are you asleep? Young Master?... Director Gong is here?"
Xu Sanyu didn't hear any sound, hesitated for a moment, then reached out to pull the car door.
Bai Yuhuai's eyes darkened, and with a raise of his hand, there was a soft "click" as he locked the car door.
Xu Sanyu tried to pull a couple of times but couldn't open it.
Xu Sanyu mumbled in horror: "...I didn't accidentally lock Bai and the Young Master in the car, did I?"
He patted himself down but couldn't find the car keys, so he had to call Bai Yuhuai first.
Bai Yuhuai pinned Jing Jiujiu down on the seat, pulled down his pants, and quickly sent Xu Sanyu a text message:
[Busy]
Bai Yuhuai caressed the inside of his thighs, neither too light nor too heavy, and said, "The teacher taught well, I've already learned."
Jing Jiujiu unconsciously curled his toes, feeling both strange and nervous. This was completely different from their pure kisses and their intimate moments in the bathroom.
Jing Jiujiu was both expectant and a little scared.
He mumbled softly: "I'm not a lecherous ghost, I was just demonstrating another type of ghost for you..."
Bai Yuhuai said, "Mm, I am."
He pressed down on the lock beside him, firmly covering all the car windows.
Jing Jiujiu tightly grasped his shirt collar, desperately holding back the instinctive urge to cry. Wow, if he shed two lines of blood tears, it would be really ugly and frightening!
I must hold back.
No, it's so hard to hold back.
Jing Jiujiu licked his lips, then bit down hard on Bai Yuhuai's Adam's apple again.
Bai Yuhuai allowed him to bite, but the next moment he lifted Jing Jiujiu's sweater, pressed against his back, and gently caressed downwards along his contours.
Jing Jiujiu felt like he might have squeezed out two drops of blood tears after all.
He didn't know whether to be happy or ashamed.
...Maybe he would never be afraid of such horrifying scenes again!