[Don't worry, Zhizhi, Chen Zui has never had a girlfriend. He's clean.]
Nan Zhi gave a lewd smile, "Then I'll be his first."
She took out her phone and started typing a message.
A big rat: [God, I was so engrossed in looking at my crush today that I accidentally scalded myself with water. Then he took me to take a cold shower, and you know what? He held my hand the whole time. His hands are so big! I really want to hold his hand.]
[Shy face emoji]
As Chen Zui read this passage, he subconsciously recalled the scene of holding her hand during the day, and the tips of his snow-white ears began to turn red again.
Xu Xing: [Yes.]
They will definitely hold hands.
Chen Zui looked up at the photo in the frame on the table.
It contains a photo of a woman smiling happily.
He is slowly letting down his guard and gradually accepting her; they will definitely be together.
Mom, are you right?
As Chen Zui was stroking his mother's photo, feeling sentimental, Xu Xing suddenly appeared from behind him.
"Chen Zui, do you have Nan Zhi's contact information?"
Chen Zui immediately closed the chat window and asked casually, "What do you need her contact information for?"
"Chatting, huh?" Xu Xing, oblivious to what he'd seen, put his arm around his shoulder and chuckled. "Don't you know chatting can strengthen relationships?"
Chen Zui's eyes darkened slightly: "I don't know, no."
"Then can you get one for me tomorrow?"
Chen Zui frowned and looked at him.
Xu Xing pleaded, "Oh dear, I know it's not a good idea for you to approach her first, but I really don't have time to see her tomorrow. I have a ton of things to do at the company. Could you please ask her for me for me?"
Chen Zui lowered his eyelids and said in a calm voice, "We'll see."
"Okay, once you get it, I'll treat you to a big meal."
Xu Xing was overjoyed and ran off to play on the sofa again.
He hadn't forgotten that he still had things to do; he hadn't finished dealing with the female scammer he'd added earlier.
Seeing that she didn't dare to agree, he deliberately posted pictures of luxury cars and Chen Zui's residence on his WeChat Moments, and even posted a picture of his impressive abs, visible only to her.
Now he was convinced the other party wouldn't take the bait.
Sure enough, his post on WeChat Moments got likes.
I thought she would like pictures of luxury cars and houses, but to my surprise, she liked a picture of his abs.
It seems the other party really is a female hooligan.
The next day, Chen Zui arrived at the film set, and Nan Zhi had already arrived.
Nan Zhi seemed to be waiting for him. Before he even got out of the car, he saw her standing at the door, looking at him expectantly.
A smile, unnoticed even by himself, flickered in Chen Zui's eyes.
As he walked in, Nanzhi asked him in front of everyone, "Brother Chen, I have a few questions about the script. Would it be convenient for us to discuss them in your lounge?"
Chen knew best that she did this because she didn't want others to misunderstand their relationship.
She's too cautious.
Although the two of them don't actually have any relationship right now.
But Chen Zui felt a strange displeasure.
He led her to the lounge and said, "You don't need to call me Brother Chen in front of others anymore."
It sounds awful; he doesn't like it.
Nan Zhi nodded, flattered.
"What don't you understand?"
Chen Zuizhen thought it was a problem with the script.
To everyone's surprise, she took out a thermos from the bag she was carrying.
She opened the thermos, which contained steaming millet porridge.
"Millet porridge is good for the stomach. I made it especially for you. Would you like to try it and see if you like it?"
Nanzhi blushed and dared not look at him.
Chen Zui looked at her flushed cheeks, his gaze falling on the millet porridge in front of him.
It's good for the stomach.
She actually remembered.
Something sweet was silently spreading through my heart.
Seeing him pick up the porridge, she quickly reminded him, "It's a little hot, blow on it."
Chen blew on it, took a bite, and found it sweet but not cloying—the best millet porridge he had ever eaten.
Nanzhi looked at him expectantly: "How is it?"
Chen Zui felt a mix of emotions. At that moment, looking at Nan Zhi, he said softly, "It tastes very good, thank you."
"You're welcome," Nanzhi said happily. "How about I make you yam and taro porridge again tomorrow?"
"No need." Chen didn't want her to go through so much trouble, but when he saw the sadness in her eyes, he still agreed, "Then I'll trouble you."
"It's not hard work at all." Nanzhi smiled, clearly very happy.
Chen only remembered to ask her after taking his second spoonful, "Have you eaten yet?"
"I've eaten it, you don't need to worry about me. You finish it all, and I'll come back to you for the thermos after my training."
As she was leaving, she remembered something and took two more loaves of bread out of her bag.
"I made this myself. Eat some when you're hungry, and your stomach won't hurt."
She put it down and, without waiting for him to speak, ran out shyly.
Chen Zui looked at the bread on the table, a slight smile appearing on his lips.
After returning from training that evening, Xu Xing quickly asked Chen Zui for Nan Zhi's contact information.
Chen seemed to have just remembered, and said apologetically, "Sorry, I forgot."
How could you forget?
Xu Xing looked disappointed. "No, you can keep asking for it for me tomorrow. I'll send you a message to remind you."
The next day, upon seeing the message from Xu Xing, Chen Zui looked up at Nan Zhi, who was diligently studying etiquette. He then casually turned off his phone, pretending not to have seen it.
Everyone takes a nap at noon.
Nanzhi ran to find Chen Zui, but there was no response when she knocked on the door. Seeing that the door was not closed, she quietly went in.
Chen Zui's lounge has a bed, and he is resting there.
Nanzhi walked over and saw that he had his eyes closed, and his cold features softened a bit, as if he had shed his hard shell.
His lips were slightly pursed, and his lips were a beautiful color.
As if possessed, Nan Zhi leaned closer, her lips just centimeters from his, their breaths mingling and entwining.
She half-closed her eyes, watching him motionless, seemingly fast asleep.
She gently caressed his lips with her fingertips, without kissing him, but softly and tenderly whispered her feelings.
"Chen Zui, I like you so much."
Under my gaze, her thick eyelashes trembled slightly.
Nan Zhi smiled slightly, pulled the blanket up for him, and left with a smile in her eyes.
The moment the door closed, Chen Zui opened his eyes, his gaze showing no trace of sleepiness.
He sat up, his fingertips lightly tracing the corner of his lips, his eyes filled with darkness.
At 8 p.m., Sister Chen called Nanzhi to say she would come to pick her up, but Nanzhi refused.
"Someone's coming to pick me up, so you don't need to come, Sister Chen. Just get some rest."
After hanging up the phone, Nanzhi turned on her phone and pretended to call a taxi.
Later, when Chen Zui saw Nan Zhi standing alone outside trying to hail a taxi, but unable to get one, he was shocked.
"Get in the car."
Nanzhi asked somewhat embarrassedly, "What if we get photographed?"
"Won't."
No one dared to take his picture.
The person who had been indifferent and aloof to her before had changed completely. He personally got out of the car and carried her onto the motorcycle.
Later, Nanzhi cautiously asked him from behind, "Chen Zui, can I hug you? Don't misunderstand, I'm just not very steady on my feet."
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