Chapter 227 Who is the Girlfriend?

Qi Xi felt like her heart was about to explode.

This is different from before, when she finally managed to snag Zhou Heran's album, she would hold his album, listen to his songs as she fell asleep, and dream that he was lying next to her.

He sang it to her line by line, and then told her that he knew her and liked her very much. What difference did it make?

Qi Xi never imagined that one day, her dream would become reality.

And this reality is presented in an even more fantastical way.

Zhou Zhou wrote a song for her.

This song belongs solely to her.

She's all alone.

If this is the last beautiful dream before the end of the world, then she would rather be immersed in this dream and never wake up again.

The moonlit night was so beautiful. Qi Xi listened to her own rapidly beating heart and the strings of Zhou Heran's zither, accompanied by his low, melodious humming.

He told her that this song was written especially for her, and that he hummed it for her.

Even if it's just a basic instrumental melody without lyrics, she's still content.

For a fan to go to such lengths, that's already top-notch, right?

"Is it finished recording? Let me check."

If Zhou Heran was a drunkard, then he was indeed drunk. Otherwise, Qi Xi felt that if he were in a normal situation, he would never have written a song for her and then sang it to her alone while holding a guitar.

But he also remembered that they were recording a video and asked to see the results.

Qi Xi then came to her senses, pressed the stop button, and handed the phone to him.

"Okay, Zhouzhou, we've sung the song and recorded the video, now let's go back to bed and sleep, okay?"

Zhou Heran held his phone, tapping and prodding at the screen, seemingly doing something incomprehensible.

He was very obedient throughout the process as Qi Xi helped him up.

After helping the man to bed, Qi Xi wiped his face and hands.

But when it came to clothes, Qi Xi quickly shook her head.

"Stop, stop, Qi Xiaoxi, you can't be so shameless, you can't take advantage of someone in distress! You don't need to take off all your clothes, just take off your outer garment."

Qi Xi patted her face; her cheeks felt like they were burning up when she was taking off Zhou Heran's coat.

Fortunately, Zhou Heran cooperated well, or perhaps he was already unconscious, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

After taking off his outer clothes, Qi Xi covered him with the quilt again.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I softly called out, "Zhou Zhou?"

The person in the bed was fast asleep and completely unaware.

No wonder he's a top-tier singer; even when he's drunk and acting crazy, he's still so refreshing and unique. He had a burst of inspiration on the spot, sang a song a cappella, and then fell asleep right away.

Goodnight, Zhouzhou.

After turning off the main light, Qi Xi left a small lamp on the bedside table near the window, so that Zhou Heran wouldn't be able to see it clearly and trip if he got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom.

After finishing all that, Qi Xi returned to the guest room next door, which her best friend had carefully arranged for her to be the closest to Zhou Heran.

In fact, Qi Xi didn't want to do anything. What she wanted was still the simplest relationship between idols and fans.

Which fan, especially a long-time fan of ten years, wouldn't want to have more opportunities to interact with their idol when they meet them and have the chance?

Qi Xi was completely satisfied. She threw herself onto the bed, excitedly hugged her pillow, and rolled around on the bed like a cicada pupa.

I thought I would be too excited to sleep, but as I rolled around, I drifted off to sleep without even realizing it.

Because everyone except Yu Li drank alcohol that night, and quite a lot of it.

On the second day, while everyone else was still asleep, Yu Li was the first to wake up.

What's rare is that Qi Chenyan, who always gets up earlier than her, is still asleep.

And he kept one arm around her in an intimate embrace.

Oh dear, I feel so embarrassed.

Yu Li carefully sat up, slowly trying to move Qi Chenyan's hand away without waking him.

But as soon as I touched his hand, he grabbed it back.

"Lili, go back to sleep a little longer."

Yu Li couldn't help but poke his cheek. "Oh, you were awake a long time ago, weren't you? I never thought our Director Qi would one day be a lazy bum who refuses to get out of bed."

When Qi Chenyan opened his eyes, his deep, peach-blossom eyes rippled with layers of smiles.

He leaned closer and kissed Yu Li on the forehead.

"I think that all loving couples in this world probably have one thing in common—they like to stay in bed too long."

The words "loving couple" made Yu Li's heart beat faster.

So, are she and Qi Chenyan now considered to be a loving couple who understand each other's feelings?

Actually, this was something Yu Li had never even considered at the beginning.

She knew very well that her world and Qi Chenyan's world were completely different, and their union was just like something out of an idol drama—purely an accident.

But by chance, they ended up living under the same roof, and despite their many differences, they unexpectedly achieved harmony.

Yu Li then shrank back, "Okay, okay, then I'll stay and sleep with Director Qi for a while longer, but from now on, it will be charged by the hour."

Ding-dong.

Not long after she finished speaking, Yu Li heard a WeChat notification sound.

I reached for my phone on the bedside table, opened WeChat, and almost dropped it on my face.

Because Qi Chenyan transferred 100,000 yuan to her.

That's right, it was a direct WeChat transfer. The six-figure sum wasn't from when she was still half asleep; it was a real amount.

The man said slowly, "Sleep for another ten minutes. Is Miss Yu satisfied with this price?"

At 10,000 yuan a minute, Yu Li felt that this was the starting price for a celebrity.

Just as she was about to speak, Yu Li suddenly saw a pop-up window.

It was a news push from Weibo, and it even had a bright red "hot" tag.

Because Yu Li works in journalism, she pays close attention to the latest current events.

She was wondering which celebrity had been exposed by paparazzi so early in the morning?

When she opened the app, she discovered that the phone had actually hit her face, causing her to hiss in pain.

Qi Chenyan immediately sat up, first taking the phone away from her face, and then massaging her forehead.

Did it hurt?

Her forehead was red from being hit, but Yu Li didn't care about the pain at that moment.

"Did He Ran go back home instead of staying here last night after getting drunk?"

Qi Chenyan was only concerned about whether his wife had been hurt. When he heard her ask a completely unrelated question, he didn't react for a moment.

"He Ran? Didn't everyone settle in temporarily last night?"

Yu Li held up her phone for Qi Chenyan to see.

On Weibo, the word "hot" in bright red and the title are particularly eye-catching.

#Zhou Heran's Official Announcement#

And Zhou Heran practically dominated the trending topics list throughout this period.

#Zhou Heran releases new song in the middle of the night#

#Zhou Heran writes a new song for his girlfriend#

#Who is Zhou Heran's girlfriend?#