Scene One: Return and Reunion with Old Friend
The sun finally returned to the country, but the familiar streets and air made her feel that everything had changed. Her little home was still in the same place, but she was no longer the innocent newcomer actress from back then—she was the queen of the entertainment industry, cold, confident, and in control of everything. She pushed open the door, took off her coat, looked around, and the corner of her mouth curled into a self-mocking smile: this place used to be her shelter, but now it felt like an outdated memory. Her identity had changed, transforming from a passive victim into a queen who controlled her own destiny. The experiences of these years had forged her like a raging fire, teaching her to protect her inner vulnerability with a cold shell.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Sun frowned and walked over to open the door, and there stood Lu Ziang, that familiar handsome face with a hint of surprise. He looked at her, his eyes flashing with complex emotions: “Sun…” She didn’t hesitate and gave him a hug directly, her voice calm yet carrying a trace of warmth: “Long time no see…”
Lu Ziang hugged her tightly, one hand gently stroking her head, his tone full of emotion: “Seeing you succeed makes me happy for you. You’ve become very different, even more beautiful.” His palm was warm, as if still carrying the intimacy of the past, but Sun gently let go of him, her eyes staring straight at him: “I have indeed changed. I’ve changed a lot these past few years. I don’t know if it’s good or bad, but… I’m quite happy!” Her tone carried a queen-like composure, and her eyes no longer held the dependence of the past, but instead shone with confidence.
Lu Ziang patted her head and smiled: “I came to find you in the middle of filming. I really want to keep listening to you, but I have to go back. I’ll come find you later if there’s a chance. My flight is tomorrow morning… I miss you so much…” With that, he turned and left, his back looking somewhat lonely. Sun didn’t make any extra moves, just closed the door, and an indescribable feeling welled up in her heart—like ripples from the past, gently undulating but quickly calming. Today’s her had learned not to let emotions control her.
Having just returned to the country with nothing to do, she decided to indulge a little. She picked up her phone and dialed a number, saying in a low voice: “Send over a handsome guy to accompany me.” Not long after, the doorbell rang again. She opened the door and saw a man with deep features, 185 cm tall, and a well-built body, his eyes sharp like a wolf’s. Sun smirked: “Why isn’t it a puppy today? It’s a wolf instead?”
He looked at her in confusion and said in a low, hoarse voice: “My name is Hunter.” Seeing no reaction from her, just staring at him, he continued: “I belong to you today. Where do you want to go? What do you want to play? I’ll accompany you all the way.” Sun stared at him, her smirk deepening: “I want…” As she spoke, her hand grabbed his collar, pulled him close, and kissed him fiercely.
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Scene Two: Wild Indulgence at Home
Hunter responded even more intensely. He growled low, lifted Sun up, supported her buttocks with both hands, strode toward the bedroom, threw her onto the bed, and immediately pressed down on her. His lips plundered hers like wildfire, gently biting her lower lip, his tongue forcefully invading with a wild, aggressive flavor. Sun was ignited by this sudden heat. She pushed him away forcefully, pulled down his pants, and that hot, hard member immediately sprang out, veins bulging, the tip already seeping crystal-clear fluid. Without hesitation, she took it into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the glans, sucking with wet sounds, sometimes deep-throating, sometimes lightly licking the shaft, making him feel like he was being swallowed by a warm vortex.
Hunter’s breathing grew heavier, and he let out low moans of pleasure: “So good! You’re so good at this!” He pressed down on her head with one hand, forcing it downward, making the hard member thrust deep into her throat, repeatedly hitting it and causing Sun to gag, tears sliding from the corners of her eyes. But she didn’t stop; instead, she gripped the base with her hand and stroked up and down, increasing the stimulation. Her actions were full of a queen’s sense of control, her eyes glancing up at him as if saying: This is just the beginning.