Here To Rescue You

1.12

Film Emperor's Ice Queen

In the event hall, the clock finally struck 6 PM, marking the beginning of the event. All the celebrities took their corresponding seats with an air of anticipation. At the very front, He Qing Nian and Rong Lu Xue settled in their seats, while three rows behind them sat Deng Lun and Shi Qing.

The MC, a charismatic lady with a voice that commanded attention, stepped onto the stage.

"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the most extravagant night in the world of fashion and art!" The MC's words echoed through the hall, igniting a ripple of applause, "Tonight, we gather to celebrate creativity, innovation, and the boundless spirit of expression."

The lights dimmed, casting a soft glow on the room. A hushed excitement hung in the air as the MC began to introduce the evening's theme.

"This year, we pay tribute to the interplay between tradition and avant-garde, the fusion of classic elegance with daring innovation. Prepare to be transported through time to witness the evolution of style and birth of new visions."

The first notes of a symphonic overture filled the hall, setting the stage for a night of unparalleled glamor and artistic revelry. The MC gestured to the guests, inviting them to immerse themselves in the splendor of the Met Gala.

With a flourish, the MC signaled for the first act to commence, and the curtains parted to reveal a tableau of living art. The room erupted in applause as the performers moved in graceful synchrony, embodying the fusion of tradition and the avant-garde.

Throughout the evening, the Met Gala unfolded like a living canvas, each moment a testament to the limitless possibilities of creative expression. Actors and actresses mingled, their conversations a symphony of inspiration and admiration.

As the night wore on, the MC returned to the stage, a gleam of satisfaction in their eyes, "Ladies and gentlemen, tonight we've witnessed the magic that happens when art and fashion collide. As our last parting gift, we've provided a theatrical video that will give a closure for this fantastic night. We hope you enjoy it."

Seeing that the Met Gala was about to draw a closure, He Qing Nian found an opportunity to open up a conversation with the woman beside him.

"Lu Xue, are you hungry yet?" He Qing Nian leaned sideways to whisper in Rong Lu Xue's ears, "You told me you skipped dinner."

"Yeah. I haven't had any meals or snacks since lunch." Rong Lu Xue nodded as she patted her flat belly.

"Alright, let's go for a meal after this then. It should end soon."

"Good."

Right on time when Rong Lu Xue replied, the light of the hall dimmed. The video screen flickered twice, showing an image onto the white screen.

What's strange, it's an image of two people.

But before anyone could register what was happening, the video began to play for all to see.

"Ahn, Deng-Lun gege, harder!" Two people with barely any clothing on were on the bed rocking their bodies against each other. The woman was on top of the man, their lower bodies connected together.

"Baby, you're so wild." The man groaned as he thrusted his hips upwards, sending a jolt of pleasure to the woman, causing her to moan wantonly.

"Oh, gege, I love your cock so much!"

Who were these two people, if they weren't Deng Lun and Shi Qing?

The atmosphere in the Met Gala Hall immediately plunged into silence. Everyone's eyes were enraptured by the shocking scene in front of them. The video screen that had been displaying abstract art the whole night, now casted an unwelcome spotlight on an intimate moment for all to see.