X: Where's today's video? Didn't you practice?

It was a very simple sentence, without saying much more, but Zhou Cheng just couldn't stand it.

He deleted the message Xu Yanqing sent, then looked up again and found that Qiao Nansheng would send Xu Yanqing a video every day.

He glanced at Qiao Nansheng, turned down the volume on his phone, and then clicked to look.

There were only six videos in total. He watched them one by one to make sure they were just dance videos and nothing else. Xu Yanqing didn't send him any other messages besides a few tips after watching the videos. Only then did Zhou Cheng feel relieved.

"Huh? Where's my phone?" Qiao Nansheng's puzzled voice suddenly came, and Zhou Cheng's hand trembled, almost dropping the phone to the ground.

He coughed lightly and hid his phone. "Hmm? What's wrong?" he asked, pretending not to know anything.

"My phone is gone," Qiao Nansheng said dejectedly. "It was just here a moment ago."

Zhou Cheng said without changing his expression, "Perhaps you're mistaken. Is it upstairs?"

"I don't know, I'll go upstairs and take a look." She stood up and walked upstairs.

After she went upstairs, Zhou Cheng quickly put her phone on the floor under the coffee table. When Qiao Nansheng came down, he pointed to the phone on the floor with a surprised look and said, "Isn't your phone right here? It fell on the floor. Didn't you notice it before?"

Zhou Cheng truly lived up to his reputation as a movie star; his performance was so convincing that Qiao Nansheng didn't notice anything amiss at all.

"It really is here! I even ran upstairs to look for it." She ran over, picked up her phone, opened WeChat, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Xu Yanqing hadn't asked her for the dance video today.

She explained to Xu Yanqing that she might not be able to send him the video today because her family had returned, and she would send it tomorrow when she had time.

Xu Yanqing quickly replied with a "good".

The message Xu Yanqing had sent her earlier was deleted by Zhou Cheng, and Qiao Nansheng took the initiative to explain that she couldn't send a video today, seamlessly connecting the dots and perfectly letting Zhou Cheng get away with it.

Qiao Nansheng, who had no idea that Zhou Cheng had seen her message, put down her phone and continued watching TV after seeing Xu Yanqing recover.

Around 10 o'clock, she felt sleepy, stood up and said to Zhou Cheng, "I'm going upstairs to rest."

Zhou Cheng paused slightly while typing, then stood up and said, "I'll go up too."

Qiao Nansheng hummed in agreement, and the two went upstairs one after the other.

Back in the bedroom, she took her pajamas to the bathroom to wash up. Having slept with Zhou Cheng all day, she was extremely tired. After washing up, she collapsed onto the bed, ready to fall asleep.

Not long after she lay down, the other end of the blanket was pulled back, and Zhou Cheng crawled into bed and lay down next to her.

Qiao Nansheng narrowed her eyes, looking at him as if he was about to go to sleep, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you going to sleep again? Didn't you just wake up?"

Zhou Cheng replied matter-of-factly, "I haven't slept well for days, how could a few hours of sleep during the day be enough?"

"..."

That's several hours? It's almost twelve hours, just one hour short!

Qiao Nansheng looked at him with a complicated expression, while Zhou Cheng seemed oblivious and moved closer to her.

She assumed he was the same as during the day, needing to be close to her to fall asleep, so she wasn't on guard or wary of him.

To her surprise, he leaned in and kissed her right away, leaving Qiao Nansheng stunned and speechless.

After a moment of realization, she reached out and nudged him: "I told you I was only going to sleep, what are you doing now?"

Zhou Cheng bit her lip, heard her gasp, and saw her eyes brimming with moisture. He felt a little satisfied and sighed softly, "That's what I said during the day. I didn't say that at night."

"!!!" Qiao Nansheng glared at him. "What's the difference? Just go to sleep, don't touch me, or I'll kick you out of bed!"

Zhou Cheng immediately put on a sickly expression. As if he knew she would soften, he said in a pitiful tone, "I'm injured, are you willing to kick me down? What if it gets worse?"

Qiao Nansheng: "..."

That jerk is such a good actor. He wasn't like this just a moment ago. The speed at which he changed his tune in that second... tsk.

Qiao Nansheng rolled her eyes, too lazy to argue with him, and pushed his face away, "Stop messing with me, I'm really sleepy."

"Okay." He agreed quickly and actually returned to his previous position without doing anything to her.

Qiao Nansheng closed her eyes, feeling extremely sleepy, and fell asleep in no time.

Zhou Cheng rested his chin on his hand as he looked at her, his gaze sweeping over her eyebrows, nose, and lips...

A sudden impulse struck him, and he couldn't resist leaning in again to kiss her.

Qiao Nansheng, who was asleep, was completely unaware of anything. In addition, Zhou Cheng was afraid that she would wake up and find out that he had stolen a kiss from her again, so he only kissed her on the lips and did not kiss her deeply. She could catch her breath and would not wake up.

Zhou Cheng kissed her as he moved closer to her until their bodies were pressed tightly together and he held her in his arms. Only then did he feel the emptiness in his heart being filled.

"Goodnight, my wife," he whispered in her ear, then closed his eyes and fell asleep as well.

…

The day after Zhou Cheng returned, Amy also came back.

Qiao Nansheng started going to Huaying every day again, and Zhou Cheng picked her up and dropped her off.

Amy was amazed by the changes in Qiao Nansheng during the week she was away. The dance that Qiao Nansheng had taught her when she left last week was not very familiar to her at all, but now she was very skilled and there was no trace of unfamiliarity in her.

"You've made great progress! I was only gone for a week, and you've changed so much," Amy said with a smile, looking at Qiao Nansheng with great satisfaction.

If I had known that Xu Yanqing's teaching would be so useful, I would have let Xu Yanqing teach her from the beginning. Maybe she would already know several dances by now.

Qiao Nansheng smiled and said, "It's mainly because of Teacher Xu's excellent guidance."

“That also has to do with your own hard work.” Amy said, taking out her phone to look at the calendar. “Today is the 22nd, there are only a few days left. I’m going to start filming at the end of the month…it seems like I won’t be able to make it into the new year.”

Only after being reminded by her did Qiao Nansheng realize that the 31st was New Year's Eve.

She looked slightly dazed. It was already the end of the year. Without realizing it, she had gone from being a domineering CEO to a male god for almost half a year.

From summer to winter, it feels like nothing much has happened, but when I look at the time, I realize that so much time has passed.

“The talents for each performance will be different. Besides dancing, what else is Xiao Qiao good at?” Amy suddenly asked. Seeing Qiao Nansheng looking over, she explained, “After all, you can’t dance street dance every episode. The audience will get tired of it. It’s good to create more special skills.”

Qiao Nansheng thought about it and agreed. She felt that Amy was right, but she didn't know anything else.

She really can't sing; she's tone-deaf, and singing is torture for her.

She can't play the piano or violin either. She used to study, but she was very naughty when she was studying and only wanted to play all day. She would only study for one or two lessons and then stop. Moreover, so much time has passed that she has long forgotten it.