Translator: Zayn_
The two of them stopped talking and looked at the door warily.
Because this place used to be a student dormitory, there were windows on both sides of the door. As long as the curtains were not drawn, people outside could see inside.
Fortunately, Song Qingyou was always careful. The curtains were closed last night, so no one outside saw Jiang Zhihan.
Otherwise, a half-naked man sitting in the room was enough to make people fantasize.
Even if the camera only flashed past, it could cause a big problem.
Song Qingyou stood up and walked to the door.
âWho is it?â
âSister Song, itâs me. The production team will be here today to take pictures of you waking up. You didnât forget, did you?â
The familiar voice outside the door was obviously from the cameraman.
Ever since he found out how fast Song Qingyou ran, Wei Zhengrong had managed to hire a cameraman who could barely keep up with her. He had been following her for the last few episodes.
âSister Song? 1 thought that you would usually be up by this time, so I didnât inform you in advanceâ¦â
Song Qingyou turned around and glanced at the small dorm room. She then pointed at the balcony and signaled Jiang Zhihan to hide in the bathroom.
The person outside the door didnât hear any response and was a little anxious. âAre you alright? Sister Song?â
âIâm fine.â
Song Qingyou opened her door and heard a knock on the door next to her room.
âI was combing my hair just now.â
She was holding a comb in her hand, and there was nothing strange about it.
Although she was barefaced, she looked very energetic and did not look like she had just woken up.
The cameraman heaved a sigh of relief and followed Song Qingyou into the dormitory.
It was not that he had to barge in, but it was for the filming mission of the program team.
Besides, Song Qingyouâs dorm room was clean and tidy except for the unfolded quilt on the bed. There was really nothing to worry about.
The camera swept across the desk and the cameraman looked curiously at the exquisitely arranged cage.
âSister Song, whereâs your cat?â
âDidnât you say that youâre going to keep the cat in the cage for the next few days? Why is it gone?â
Song Qingyouâs hand paused. âHe probably ran away when you came in.â
âDonât worry, he will come back on his own.â
âOh,â the cameraman said. âDo you mind if I go to the balcony to film? Sister Song probably hasnât washed up yet?â
âI do,â Song Qingyou blurted out.
âAll?â The cameraman was dumbfounded.
âThereâs nothing to take photos of on the balcony.â
âI need to go to the washroom. Can you wait for me outside?â Song Qingyou refused.
âAlrightâ¦â
The cameraman felt that Sister Song was a little strange today.
He had clearly come over to take pictures of her waking up and her morning routine. It was all agreed upon by the production team and the guestsâ¦
But since Song Qingyou wasnât willing, he had no choice but to walk out with the camera.
When the camera was pointed outside, he couldnât help but look inside the dormitory again.
At this moment, the bathroom door was about to open.
Song Qingyou raised her feet and walked inside. A hand inside suddenly grabbed her wrist and suddenly pulled her in.
âGasp-â
The cameraman gasped.
If he hadnât gritted his teeth, he might have almost cried out!
What did he just see?
A big hand?
And it was obviously a manâs hand?
Song Qingyou actually did this during filming?
Could the person inside be Yu Muhuai, Tang Zinian, Gu Xingchen, Xu
Xingzhou, or Jiang Xuyan?
âThe star circle is really chaotic.â It really wasnât just for showâ¦
Even Song Qingyou was like thisâ¦
The cameraman stood in the corridor, stunned. No matter whoâs voice came from the earpiece, he ignored it.
Until the five people he was thinking of appeared nearby at the same time.
âXiao Li, why are you standing outside the door? This was⦠Qingyouâs room? Why didnât you go in? Qingyou usually wakes up so early, so thereâs no reason for her to be later than us today!â
Jiang Xuyanâs voice was getting closer and closer.
Xiao Li turned his head mechanically and chuckled guiltily.
âNo, Sister Song has woken up a long time ago. I just came out of thereâ¦â
Xiao Li answered while counting Jiang Xuyan and the others.
One, two, three⦠five people. Not a single one was missing.
Then who was in Sister Songâs room?
Could it be a staff member?
Or was it an extra?
Could it be that it wasnât dating, but an unspoken rule?
Xiao Liâs face turned pale and green, green and purple, and his expression was like a color palette.
âLittle Li?â Jiang Xuyan was confused. âYouâreâ¦â
Yu Muhuai took a step forward. âWhy does Xiao Li look so guilty? Could it be that you just took some⦠private pictures?â
âNo, no! Absolutely not! The camera was already outside! What kind of shameful scenes could it capture? Thatâs impossible!â
Xiao Li was so anxious that his mouth opened as if there was no door.
Halfway through his sentence, he realized that something was wrong and quickly shut his mouth.
âDid something really happen to Qingyou?â Jiang Xuyan didnât think too much about it; he just thought that something had happened to Song Qingyou and looked worried.
Yu Muhuai stared at Xiao Li. âSince youâve finished filming, Qingyou must be up. Why donât we knock on the door? Go in and take a look?â
âMuhuai is right. Thereâs something wrong with Xiao Li.â Gu Xingchen did not mind the drama.
Xiao Li was about to cry.
If this group of people went in, what if Sister Song and that âwild manâ happened to come out?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he absolutely could not let them know about this.
Xiao Li blocked the door and refused to move aside.
âWhy are you all going into Sister Songâs dormitory? Sister Song is a girlâ¦â
The group of people outside the door were in a deadlock.
In the room, Song Qingyou, who was suddenly dragged into the bathroom by
Jiang Zhihan, was caught off guard. She stumbled and fell into someoneâs arms.
Jiang Zhihanâs upper body was naked.
A completely different sensation came from touching his body compared to his cheeks.
The temperature wasnât too hot, but it made Song Qingyou feel like she was at the mouth of a volcano.
Her fair cheeks flushed red and she did not dare to look up for a moment.
Jiang Zhihan couldnât bear to let go. He let Song Qingyouâs hot breath hit his heart like waves.
After a while, Song Qingyou adjusted her emotions.
Then, she lowered her head and couldnât help but extend her sinful hand.
This was the first time she was so close to a beautiful manâs abs.
Howabout-
Just a touchâ¦
Just a touchâ¦
Song Qingyou threw away her usual rationality, her hands moving faster than the thoughts in her mind.
By the time she reacted, her hand had already reached over.
The warmth under her hands made Song Qingyou wake up instantly.
Just as she was about to stop, Jiang Zhihan suddenly grabbed her sinful hand.
âDoes it feel good to touch?â
His voice was full of suppressed laughter.
Low and sweet, like a siren.
Song Qingyou was speechless.
She suddenly wanted to slap her own hand.
Even when the barbarians were pointing spears at her, her expression did not change and her heart did not tense.
Moreover, it was not like she had never seen a handsome person before.
Why was she suddenly possessed just now?
The person who reached out just now could not have been her!
Thatâs right, this must be an illusion!