"I don't know, it's just very strange." She pouted, grabbed her blanket, got out of bed, and walked towards the sofa.
The sofa was spacious. After lying down, Qiao Nansheng covered herself with the blanket to avoid catching a cold.
As soon as she got away from Zhoucheng, her drowsiness seemed to return in an instant, and she felt incredibly sleepy as soon as she lay down.
Qiao Nansheng yawned, closed her eyes, and fell asleep almost immediately.
Even, shallow breathing came from ahead. Zhou Cheng opened his eyes, wide awake.
He stared at the ceiling for a long time, about half an hour, estimating that she must be sleeping soundly, before sitting up, getting out of bed and walking to the sofa.
Zhou Cheng looked down at her.
The young woman slept soundly after leaving him, her two small hands sticking out and tightly clutching the blanket, her fair cheeks flushed.
She smacked her rosy lips a few times, as if dreaming about something.
She's kind of cute.
Zhou Cheng bent down, reached out and picked up the sleeping Qiao Nansheng, turned around and returned to the bedside, gently placing her on the bed.
He tucked her in, stood by the bed and stared at her for a moment before turning away.
With someone suddenly in the bed, not only could Qiao Nansheng not sleep, but Zhou Cheng couldn't sleep either.
He went to the guest room across the street and lay down fully clothed.
…
The next morning.
When Qiao Nansheng woke up, she found the bedroom empty and she was all alone.
She blinked in confusion, scratched her head, and was a little bewildered. Zhou Cheng wasn't there? Or was she dreaming?
She glanced down at her left foot, where a light blue anklet came into view, its diamond-shaped pendant swaying with her movements.
Okay, it wasn't a dream.
So that guy got up before her?
What's he doing up so early? Is he going out to film again?
Qiao Nansheng patted her face, got up to wash up. Whether Zhou Cheng got up early or late was none of her business, so why should she think so much?
After squeezing out the toothpaste, Qiao Nansheng began brushing her teeth, admiring herself in the mirror as she did so.
[Jojo, a mission has arrived!]
Xiao Ai's excited voice suddenly rang in her mind. She paused in brushing her teeth for a moment, then continued.
She responded to it in her heart—what mission?
[Have an intimate encounter with Zhou Cheng! And make him call you "wife."]
—You might as well just let me die.
[No, no, this task is very simple.]
—Screw you, I want to get away from him right now, and you want me to have some intimate contact with him? And you want him to call me wife? Xiao Ai, are you on my side or his? Are you a fan now?
[Qiaoqiao, calm down! Calm down!]
Qiao Nansheng ignored it, her anger flaring. She gulped down a mouthful of water, then spat it out with a tsk.
—Anyway, I don't care, I won't take this task, I'll move on to the next one.
[But the tasks are all arranged in order. If you don't accept this task, you won't be able to complete the rest.]
Qiaoqiao, I know you don't want to have too much contact with Zhou Cheng, but think about it, (The God's Exclusive Secret Love) is a novel written for you by your fans in the real world.
In this novel, you're the female lead. Since you want to divorce Zhou Cheng, you have to follow the task I gave you: win him over, and then bring it up again. Maybe he'll be in a good mood and agree?
—Do you think I'm stupid? You're obviously helping him, not me. You yourself said that he's the male lead and I'm the female lead in this novel. If we continue with the tasks you've given me, in the end, we can only get married, have children, and have a happy ending.
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