Qiao Nansheng lowered her head to fold clothes and said nonchalantly, "There will definitely be heating by then, and we'll all be wearing uniforms, so we won't catch a cold."
Zhou Cheng still disagreed with her wearing those clothes, and said in a deep tone, "That won't do either. You only have a short time to record each day. After you finish recording, you can go out and play. What if you catch a cold from the wind?"
He put down the script in his hand and came over to tidy up her clothes.
Qiao Nansheng took out all the clothes he had prepared in his suitcase, reorganized them, and removed all the thin clothes, putting in some thicker ones instead.
"..."
She moved her lips slightly: "Really, there's no need! There's heating! I'll be hot wearing so many clothes."
"What are you going to do if you catch a cold?" Zhou Cheng suddenly asked, looking up at her.
“I’m not by your side, and you don’t have an assistant. I asked Liu Xu to come with you, but you refused. You’re just lying in the hotel with a bad cold? Who’s going to buy you medicine?”
Qiao Nansheng was taken aback by his words, and after a moment she said, "Can't we just order takeout? I'll buy some medicine from the pharmacy on the takeout app and have the delivery rider bring it over."
Zhou Cheng looked at her with burning eyes and said, word by word, "But it will break my heart."
Qiao Nansheng felt her heart racing for no apparent reason.
She lowered her head, avoiding his gaze, took a deep breath, and said, "Okay, okay, take it."
If she feels too hot to wear it, we can just buy her a lighter outfit.
Zhou Cheng knew exactly what she was thinking, and his gaze immediately deepened.
He sighed softly, said nothing, took out a down jacket, and put a thin sweater inside: "Wear this if you're hot, and wear a t-shirt underneath."
Qiao Nansheng turned around and glanced at it, only to find that it was the sweater she often wore, pink and very youthful.
She replied, "Okay."
I must say, Zhou Cheng has a good sense of style; she quite likes the clothes and pants she chooses.
Although Zhou Cheng hadn't paid attention to the "All the Way With You" program, he had heard Xiang Fei mention it. He knew he would be there for a few days, and since it was winter, he only needed to change his coat every few days, so he only put one coat in. Qiao Nansheng could wear another one, and that would be enough.
Then she packed her toiletries herself.
Zhou Cheng felt these things were unnecessary. "We can just go and buy new ones later. It's too much trouble to take them over and then bring them back."
Especially those skincare products, which add weight, are completely unnecessary to take over; you can just buy new ones.
Qiao Nansheng ignored her and continued tidying her things. "Why would I need to buy new ones? Am I just bored? Why buy so many and let them expire?"
Zhou Cheng: "..."
They were speechless.
He watched silently as Qiao Nansheng finished her skincare routine, dried the bottles and jars with paper, and then put them back in.
As she pulled her suitcase, he asked again, "Don't you need it tomorrow morning?"
Qiao Nansheng was taken aback, clearly having forgotten about this.
She was silent for a moment, then took out the bottles and jars she had just put in.
Zhou Cheng: "Troublesome."
She huffed and said, "So what if it's troublesome? I like trouble, I like doing this kind of thing, what's it to you?"
She put the skincare products back on the sink, zipped up her suitcase, dragged it aside, and climbed into bed to sleep.
Zhou Cheng saw her sprawled out in a "big" shape, taking up two-thirds of the space by herself, and shook his head helplessly. He went over and patted her bottom: "Sleep a little deeper."
Qiao Nansheng reacted strongly to his patting, sitting up abruptly, "Where are you patting me!"
"My butt," he said calmly, "can you move it a little further in? Or should I do it?"
He gave a malicious look.
Qiao Nansheng's expression changed slightly. She glared at him and moved to the innermost part of the bed.
Tomorrow morning I have to get up early to take the bus to City B. After lying in bed, Qiao Nansheng didn't play on her phone and closed her eyes to try to fall asleep.
Actually, we could have gone today. Other members also went today and checked into a hotel.
Tang Xuerou went in and took a car there that night, and even invited her to come along, but Qiao Nansheng refused.
She didn't want to be with Tang Xuerou, and even less with the other members, lest she feel awkward with no one to talk to on the way.
I might as well go by myself tomorrow, be free and easy. Once I arrive, I can find a hotel, check in, and go out and have some fun. Filming will officially begin on New Year's Day, January 1st.
She set an alarm, and Qiao Nansheng woke up the next morning when it rang.
But it was too cold outside. I had just sat up from under the covers when I was so cold that I shrank back into the warm blankets.
Zhou Cheng also woke up when the alarm rang. Seeing that she was still lying in bed and not getting up, he raised an eyebrow and said, "Aren't you in a hurry to get on the bus?"
She rushed back home last night and hurriedly packed her things, looking very anxious. But now, at seven o'clock, she doesn't seem anxious at all.
She bought a ticket for 10:00 AM, packed up, had breakfast, and then took a car to the airport. If there was traffic, she would arrive around 9:00 or 9:30 AM, which would be just enough time to check in.
Qiao Nansheng couldn't even open her eyes; she was sleeping face down, facing his direction.
Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at him sleepily, and she softly hummed, "Sleepy, don't want to get up."
In winter, because of the cold weather, even if you wake up, you don't want to get out of bed and just want to stay in your warm bed.
Ideally, someone would bring all three meals a day to the bedside. Except for the toilet, which requires walking, they really wish they could stay in bed 24 hours a day.
Zhou Cheng checked the time and said, "Then sleep a little longer. I'll take you to the airport later."
"Okay." Qiao Nansheng yawned, squinted and dozed off for a few more minutes, then forced herself to get up at 7:30 to go to the bathroom to wash up.
Zhou Cheng got up and followed her into the bathroom.
The two stood in front of the sink, holding the couple's mouthwash cups and toothbrushes that Zhou Cheng had asked Liu Xu to buy for them. They squeezed toothpaste onto their teeth and brushed them in unison.
Left, right, top, bottom.
It's like a copy; the number of times you brush your teeth is exactly the same.
Qiao Nansheng stared at the man in the mirror, whose movements were exactly the same as hers, and couldn't help but glare. She spat out the foam in her mouth and said unhappily, "Why are you copying me?"
Zhou Cheng spat out the foam in his mouth and said in a flat, emotionless voice, "Why is it me who imitates you, but you can't imitate me?"
Qiao Nansheng: "Why would I copy you for no reason?"
"Hmm." He nodded. "So why do I imitate you all the time?"
"..."
The words were returned to her verbatim, leaving Qiao Nansheng speechless and at a loss for words.
She spit out the foam from her mouth a few times, rinsed the cup and toothbrush, and muttered, "Too lazy to talk to you."
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