Casting a glance at Kyson, she unconsciously nibbled on her lower lip.
Would he really go so far as to perform artificial respiration on her?
Did this imply she was at risk of being taken advantage of?
“Have both of you familiarized yourselves with the scene?” inquired the director.
Simultaneously, the two nodded in affirmation.
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“Just a moment, please.”
Zoe hesitated momentarily before questioning, “Director, is it absolutely necessary for us to go through
with the artificial respiration scene?”
The director furrowed his brow and replied, “It’s essential.”
With little choice, she acquiesced.
Initially inclined to leave, Zoe reconsidered, took a deep breath and steeled herself for what lay ahead.
Her friend had assured her that being chosen would bring substantial financial gain after the shoot,
allowing her to procure a_ top-tier wheelchair for her father.
The boy and girl commenced their performance.
Zoe skillfully feigned being knocked out by the basketball inadvertently launched by Kyson.
Concern etched on his face, Kyson hurried over to assess her condition.
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Reciting his lines, he then leaned in for the scripted artificial respiration.
Uneasily, Zoe shut her eyes, her body stiff as a soft touch came to her lips.
Alas, her first kiss was lost! She cried in her heart.
She consoled herself that it was like being licked by a dog.
As Kyson leaned down, he sneakily pressed his thumb against her lips, then kissed his thumb.
A little while later, Zoe opened her eyes.
She sat upright and delivered a firm slap to Kyson.
The loud slap echoed, a clear sign of her current anger.
She then yelled, “You lecher!”