The slightly cool fingertips massaged the instep of her foot, making it a little itchy. Qiao Nansheng uncomfortably curled her toes: "What can I do if you're so delicate... What are you doing? I just wanted you to see, not to rub. I just massaged it myself."
She tried to pull her foot back, but Zhou Cheng applied slight pressure, and she immediately felt a sharp pain.
Before Qiao Nansheng could even curse, she heard Zhou Cheng's smiling voice: "SpongeBob?"
Qiao Nansheng was stunned and didn't understand what he was saying. Then she saw his eyes staring at her waist and looked down to see a pair of long, white legs.
Her fair face flushed red instantly. Forgetting the pain, she quickly pulled her foot back and covered her leg with the blanket.
She only took her top when she went in, not her pants. Luckily, the top was long enough to reach her knees, so as long as she didn't move around, she wouldn't see anything.
But!
She just stretched her foot over there...
Qiao Nansheng's face turned bright red. She burrowed deeper into the blankets, leaving only the top of her dark head sticking out. Her voice was muffled as she replied, "What about SpongeBob? SpongeBob is so cute! You even wore Crayon Shin-chan! Humph!"
Zhou Cheng's smile froze: "..."
How did she know?
Not hearing any noise outside, Qiao Nansheng pulled the cup down a little and saw Zhou Cheng's stunned expression. She added, "And Patrick Star, Lazy Sheep, King Gigi, Sailor Moon..."
As she uttered the name, Zhou Cheng's expression gradually darkened.
More than anything, it was awkward.
He coughed and asked, "Did Grandpa tell you that?"
Qiao Nansheng said smugly, "No! I'm not telling you! I just know!"
"..."
Zhou Cheng: "That was all in the past, when I was a kid. Now I only wear solid colors, want to see?"
Qiao Nansheng blushed and shrank back inside, saying, "Pervert! I won't look!"
After a while, she explained, "I'm just still a child at heart, but I'm not childish."
Zhou Cheng sighed: "I didn't say you were childish, so why did you admit it yourself?"
"..." Didn't she say that?
Qiao Nansheng blinked, thought back for a moment, and realized that he really hadn't said it; he had actually admitted it himself.
She rubbed her face: "There's nothing wrong with being a little childish."
Zhou Cheng sneered: "If this were me, would you say I'm childish? A grown man wearing such childish underwear?"
Qiao Nansheng started to play dead: "Ah~ I'm so sleepy, it's already one o'clock, I'm going to sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow."
Zhou Cheng didn't speak, but mischievously reached out and touched her smooth thigh. It felt soft and smooth; her skin was truly beautiful. He quickly withdrew his hand, turned off the light, and lay down: "Goodnight."
Qiao Nansheng: "..."
She felt a lump in her throat, unable to swallow it down.
"Zhou! Cheng!" she called his name through gritted teeth, "I want to kick you off the plane!"
This man! Where did he learn that habit? He always tries to touch her inappropriately!
Which fan wrote this novel? How could they change Zhou Cheng's character like this?!
Isn't the domineering CEO type more appealing?
Compared to this, Qiao Nansheng felt that she preferred Zhou Cheng from the domineering CEO series, who was straightforward and said what he thought.
For example, at the beginning of a wedding, the male lead in a CEO romance novel would say to the female lead or supporting female character, "Even though you have my body, you can't have my heart. Woman, I will never fall in love with you."
That's great, it directly puts an end to her hopes.
However, Zhou Cheng, the male god... a movie star with explosive acting skills, makes it difficult for her to discern whether his words are true or false. She might even be tricked and sold out by him while still counting money for him.
Qiao Nansheng sighed as she thought about it: Life is hard!
Zhou Cheng said, "You can try. Let's see if you kick me down first, or I kick you down first."
"..."
"You're inhuman! You kicked your wife!" she said angrily.
Zhou Cheng glanced at her: "You think you're human when you kick your husband? We're about the same, not much different."
Qiao Nansheng was speechless.
She snorted loudly, pulled the blanket over her head, and went to sleep.
…
…
The next day was the audition, and when she was acting with Zhou Cheng that evening, Qiao Nansheng set her alarm for 7 a.m.
However, she always went to bed after 1 a.m. It was too cold in winter, so she slept curled up in bed, her phone charging on the sofa, and she didn't hear it ring at all.
It was almost eight o'clock when Zhou Cheng finished getting ready and came out. She was still curled up in bed, her phone ringing incessantly on the sofa. He walked over, pulled back the covers, and patted her face: "Get up. Do you still want to go to the audition?"
Inside, the heating wasn't on, and Qiao Nansheng, who wasn't wearing pants, was shivering from the cold. She curled up in a ball, closed her eyes, and mumbled, "I'm sleepy, I'll sleep a little longer."
"Do you still want to audition?" Zhou Cheng asked her coldly. "If you don't want to go, just sleep. No one will wake you up at midnight."
"..." Qiao Nansheng opened her eyes with difficulty, glared at him, and then glared at him again: "You're so annoying. Didn't we agree to leave at nine o'clock?"
Zhou Cheng pinched her cheek and leaned closer: "Look me in the eyes and tell me again what time you're leaving?"
Qiao Nansheng blinked, thought for a moment, and realized that she had misremembered. He said eight o'clock, at the latest eight-thirty.
She shook her head and pushed his hand away: "What time is it now?"
"Eight o'clock."
"..."
Qiao Nansheng quickly got out of bed, glanced at him, and asked cautiously, "If we leave for the audition at nine o'clock, won't we be too late?"
Zhou Cheng, dressed neatly, sat on the sofa, looking at her calmly: "What do you think?"
She felt it was definitely too late!
Qiao Nansheng shut her mouth and didn't say anything. She quickly grabbed her clothes and ran to the bathroom to wash up.
Zhou Cheng watched her hurried figure and snorted softly. He had known she wouldn't be able to get up in this weather, so he told Mingqiu last night before going to bed that she might be a little late today.
Fortunately, he had a good relationship with Mingqiu and was also an investor in "The Blooming of Pear Blossoms," otherwise... by postponing the audition, she was practically challenging Mingqiu, and she wouldn't even have a chance to audition.
When Qiao Nansheng quickly washed up and came out of the bedroom, Zhou Cheng was no longer there; he must have gone downstairs.
She grabbed her phone and bag and rushed downstairs.
Zhou Cheng was already eating breakfast.
Seeing her come down, he looked up and glanced at her indifferently: "Come and eat."
"Oh." Qiao Nansheng walked over and sat down opposite him.
The breakfast was very lavish. Liu Xu knew that she was going to an audition today, so she specially prepared a lavish breakfast for her. Qiao Nansheng ate a little of everything and only stopped when her stomach was so full that she couldn't eat anymore.
Zhou Cheng, who hadn't eaten much in order to maintain his figure, watched her put down her chopsticks with satisfaction and wipe her mouth with a napkin. He couldn't help but say, "Actresses are very conscious of their figures. You should pay more attention to what you eat in the future and not eat so much."
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