Chapter 2208: Dry Weather

After it was over, Shen Pianpian couldn't wait to change her clothes. Even though she was deeply afraid of the great devil Cheng, she couldn't resist the uncomfortable feeling of being sweaty and hot all over.

She hurriedly took off her costume, then sat for a long time while someone removed her makeup. By the time she ran out in her short-sleeved shirt and shorts, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

Cheng Zhiyuan was leaning against the corridor door waiting for her, and didn't react when he saw her running out.

Shen Pianpian's running pace suddenly slowed down. She approached cautiously and poked the man's arm.

"Hello."

Cheng Zhiyuan glanced at her with a faint look and said nothing.

Shen Pianxian immediately pursed her lips and poked him again.

"Ignore me?"

Cheng Zhiyuan lowered his eyes and said lightly,

"Let's go back to the hotel."

Shen Pianpian watched the man walk out first, pursed his lips and said "oh", then followed him.

Even when they returned to the hotel, Mr. Cheng still ignored her.

Most of the time he keeps his head down, not knowing what he is thinking.

Chen Pianpian had been trying to please people by poking them, but she was probably too tired. She gradually lost her energy and started yawning one after another.

"Please pay attention to me."

She frowned slightly, squinted her eyes with a sad face,

"I can't sleep if you ignore me. I'm so tired now."

Her voice was a little unclear.

Cheng Zhiyuan was silent for a moment, then finally looked back.

Shen Pianpian was pulling at his sleeve, her eyes filled with sleepiness, and it looked like they were about to close in the next second, but she was still forcing herself to look at him, even losing focus, and her feet were a little unsteady and she was about to fall down.

Cheng Zhiyuan reached out and touched her head.

"Go to sleep. It's none of your business. I'm just not in a good mood."

But after he said this, Shen Pianpian became even stronger.

She tried to open her eyes wide, came up and asked with concern,

"What's wrong? Who made you unhappy?"

Cheng Zhiyuan pursed his lips lightly.

"I mean, I'm not mad at you. I just feel like I need to adjust."

Seeing that Shen Pianxian had been tugging at his sleeves and refused to let go, he simply bent over and picked her up and put her on the bed. Unexpectedly, Shen Pianxian immediately started to flutter.

"I need to take a shower. I'm covered in sweat. If I keep it on all night, it'll go bad by tomorrow morning."

Cheng Zhiyuan lowered his head and touched her face.

"I'll run the water for you, and then I'll let you take a shower."

Shen Pianpian nodded and fell asleep almost instantly.

Cheng Zhiyuan turned and went to the bathroom.

The water began to flow in the bathtub. The man leaned on the edge of the bathtub, listening to the sound of water splashing in his ears, and fell into a long silence.

He closed his eyes, and the scene he had just seen on the set began to replay uncontrollably in his mind.

He gradually frowned, and after a while he sighed deeply, pressing his forehead helplessly, and muttered to himself with a wry smile,

“It’s really a torturous job.”

He stayed in the bathroom until the water was ready before turning around and leaving. Shen Pianpian on the bed was completely lost in the world of Zhou Gong.

He walked over, picked her up, put her on the toilet in the bathroom, and began to undress her with an expressionless face.

Shen Pianxian was unconscious, her head shaking back and forth like a tumbler, until she felt a chill on her shoulders, and suddenly woke up. She stared at the man in front of her with wide eyes, then she cried out, hugged herself with one hand, and slammed out with the other hand.

"rogue!"

Cheng Zhiyuan, who was hit right on the nose: ...

He covered his nose, and scarlet blood gradually flowed out from between his fingers.

Shen Pianpian was stunned.