Mr. Marsh’s Twins

Spencer met her gaze with a look of innocence, though he knew what was really going on. After all, he was an actor.

“Ahem…” He lightly touched the tip of his nose and used his acting skills to explain, “I thought that since you’ve chosen to enter the entertainment industry, you’d eventually have to film a kissing scene. I thought I’d help you get a head start.”

“…” What kind of reason was that?

Sensing her speechlessness, Spencer lightly smiled and said, “You see, I’m helping you improve your kissing skills now, so you’ll be even better at portraying emotions in the future.”

Seeing that she wasn’t angry, only confused by his logic, Spencer continued with thick skin, “If I had told you in advance, you might have been nervous, with psychological burdens. So… if I’ve offended you, I apologize, please forgive me, Miss Summer, for being so magnanimous.”

“So, what you’re saying is that if I argue with you, it’ll make me look petty?” Summer asked directly, her doubt becoming clear.

“No, no, that’s not what I meant at all!”

As the girl met his gaze, he had already spoken sincerely, and this was just a film scene. It was his duty to not use a stand-in or a body double. There was no question of offending or not offending.

But…

“Then why didn’t you really kiss Angel?” Summer still felt that he was being deliberate, and so she asked directly, voicing her doubts.

This question caught Spencer off guard.

He concealed it, pretending to be calm and meeting her gaze bravely. “Ahem.” He cleared his throat, then earnestly explained, “Because Angel has been in the entertainment industry for a long time. She’s experienced; she doesn’t need me to improve her kissing skills.”

“…” This answer left Summer speechless.

So… does that mean he’s going to help her improve her kissing skills in every kissing scene from now on?

Is that so?

Does it?

The next scene… Summer thought of the kissing scene described in the script and couldn’t help but blush, her heart beating faster.

It was a somewhat forceful kiss.

“Okay, I understand.” She came back to her senses, quickly opened the car door, and got out.

Spencer watched her leave, feeling as though a little white rabbit was running away, but he knew she wasn’t angry.

He let out a sigh of relief and couldn’t help but smile.

Watching the girl’s familiar figure moving away, the one etched in his memory, he reached out to lightly touch his lips, still feeling her warmth lingering on them.

With a sweet reminiscence of that kiss… his heart couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming sweetness.

Soon, the second scene at the lakeside began filming. All the staff were ready, and Spencer and Summer went through it in one take, their lines memorized and their cooperation very tacit.

Summer worked hard, putting in a lot of effort.

Spencer, acting opposite her, was in a good state.

“Spencer, you have another kissing scene coming up,” the director came to the car. The two leads were already sitting in the back seat, the cinematographer in the front passenger seat, and a driver in the driver’s seat.

“You’re not going to use a stand-in again, are you?” Because this time it was a close-up shot, using a stand-in would easily expose the scene as fake.

Spencer’s gaze fell on Summer’s face. Summer looked at him, and then at the director. How should they answer?

But it seemed like the director understood, as long as this cleanliness-conscious man didn’t refuse, then it was a genuine kiss.

“Very dedicated, you’ve both worked hard,” praised the director, thumbs up. “Using a stand-in would really detract from the effect. The scene at the mountaintop with Angel wasn’t as evocative as the lakeside scene just now. Both of you, prepare yourselves, gather your emotions, go over your lines, and we’ll start filming soon.”

“Alright,” Spencer answered boldly.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.