The moonlight was like water, and the evening breeze gently blew in through the window, blowing away some of the ambiguous atmosphere.
Yan Qiuzhi quickly grabbed the person in the moment Chen Lunan pressed the doorbell, lest he would be seen.
Sensing her movements, Chen Lunan raised his eyes to her tense face, and smiled softly.
Yan Qiuzhi heard his ridicule, and didn't bother with him: "What did Mom ask you to give me?"
Chen Lunan handed over the bag in his hand.
Yan Qiuzhi looked down and saw that it was a beautifully packaged box, very big.
She froze for a moment, blinked and asked, "Mom made the cake?"
"Um."
Yan Qiuzhi likes to eat sweets very much, but because of being an artist, the number of times she eats will be relatively limited. The cakes bought outside are too sweet and have too many calories.
Chen's mother had learned this skill when she had nothing to do, and after knowing that Yan Qiuzhi liked it, she did it for her several times.
Similarly, she will consider Yan Qiuzhi's inability to eat food that is too high in calories and too sweet, and some of the ingredients she chooses are low in calories and low in fat.
One of the reasons why Yan Qiuzhi has a good relationship with Chen's mother is that Chen's mother's cakes are delicious, not greasy but sweet.
She hasn't been back for a while, and what she misses the most is the cake made by Chen's mother.
After hearing Chen Lunan's affirmative answer, Yan Qiuzhi's eyes lit up.
She took it with both hands, and smiled in her pupils, which was obviously different from the disgusted look in Chen Lunan's eyes just now.
"Thanks."
Feeling the obvious change in her, Chen Lunan raised his hand and loosened the button of his collar.
He turned his gaze and landed on the French window: "Aren't you cold?"
Yan Qiuzhi looked over: "It's okay, are you cold?"
That open window was what she had just used to vent her anger.
Chen Lunan didn't say anything, and looked around her room.
Because she is not the heroine, and because something went wrong when the crew booked the hotel, the room Yan Qiuzhi temporarily stayed in was relatively simple, and she could see everything as soon as she entered the door.
Except for a large floor-to-ceiling window to see the scenery, the inside is relatively average, with a big bed, sofa and table, there is not much extra stuff.
He retracted his gaze, and turned to look at the person who was already sitting cross-legged on the sofa and was about to start eating cake.
He stood still for a few seconds and walked towards her.
Before he could sit down, the doorbell rang.
The two looked at each other, and Chen Lunan could clearly see the panic in Yan Qiuzhi's eyes.
In the next second, Yan Qiuzhi jumped up from the chair, trotted to the door, looked at her on her stomach, and said a dirty word: "Why is he here?"
Then she turned to look at him, worried.
Chen Lunan was unmoved and just looked at her like that.
The doorbell kept ringing, and after Yan Qiuzhi walked anxiously around the room twice, her cell phone rang.
The phone happened to be placed next to Chen Lunan. He looked down and saw two words on the screen - Lin Jing.
Chen Lunan paused, then turned to look at Yan Qiuzhi.
Yan Qiuzhi ran over to pick up the phone, and said "Hello" in a sweet voice: "Director Lin?"
Lin Jing stood at the door of the room, frowned and said, "Aren't you in the hotel?"
Yan Qiuzhi: "...No, I was in the toilet just now, what's wrong?"
Lin Jing responded: "I'm at the door of your room, there is a little problem with the previous script, let me tell you."
Hearing this, Yan Qiuzhi's eyes fell on the person who was calm and breezy, who was even eating her cake, and said hastily: "It's so late, isn't it appropriate?"
Lin Jing didn't seem to hear her refusal, and said in a clear voice: "Ten minutes is almost up, you took the picture tomorrow morning, it's too late."
Yan Qiuzhi choked up, and wanted to refuse, but Lin Jing hung up the phone directly.
She stared at the phone for two seconds, then turned her head to look at the doorbell that rang again, her eyes rolled, and her mind began to spin rapidly.
Caught off guard, Chen Lunan, who was sitting on the sofa and was about to take a bite of the cake, was pulled up by Yan Qiuzhi and pushed into the bathroom.
Chen Lunan looked down at her, his face darkened.
Yan Qiuzhi inadvertently glanced at his suppressed angry eyes, shivered, and said pitifully, "You just hide for a while, it will be fine in a while."
After finishing speaking, regardless of whether Chen Lunan agreed or not, he directly closed the bathroom door.
Yan Qiuzhi trotted to open the door, Lin Jing's gaze fell on her blushing face, and she frowned, "Why is your face so red?"
Yan Qiuzhi said "ah" and fanned it with her hand: "It may be too hot."
Lin Jing stared at her silently for a long while, then turned his eyes suspiciously out of the window.
It's hot in winter
As soon as he felt something was wrong, Yan Qiuzhi stretched out his hands at the door, and said with a smile: "Director Lin, show me the revised script?"
Seeing her posture, Lin Jing half-closed his eyes: "Aren't you going to invite me in?"
Yan Qiuzhi nodded: "It's not suitable."
Before Lin Jing could refute, Yan Qiuzhi said lightly: "Director Lin, can you please consider my status as an actress? The lonely men and widows at night let you in. Tomorrow I will be posting on Weibo. Find yourself."
She joked: "Although I would like to be on the trending list, it is definitely not in this way."
Lin Jing listened to her words, his eyes stayed on her fair and beautiful face for a while, and then slowly moved away.
Even if she squeezed against the crack of the door, it was hard to hide her bright eyes.
…
The conversation outside came intermittently. Chen Lunan stood in the bathroom for a while, pinching his browbones with a headache.
Not long after Yan Qiuzhi took a bath, the bathroom still smelled of shampoo and body wash, which smelled like oranges, and it smelled surprisingly sweet.
Chen Lunan paused for a moment, glanced at the toilet on one side, and sat down casually as it was rare that the cleanliness did not show up.
He still had his phone in his pocket, vibrating.
Chen Lunan glanced at Cheng Zhan and Jiang Chen, who were chatting enthusiastically inside.
Jiang Chen: [I saw our beauty again on the hot search.]
Cheng Zhan: [Our beauty?]
Jiang Chen: [Oh, it's Chen Lunan's face.]
Cheng Zhan: [What are the hot searches talking about.]
Jiang Chen: [She was robbed of her endorsement, and the other party laughed at our Chen Lunan's Yan Yan for her incompetence, etc... After looking at it, Yan Yan seems to be bullied a bit miserably.]
Cheng Zhan: [@陈露南, come out to support your wife.]
Jiang Chen: [Don't count on him, how about I send Yan Yan an endorsement?]
Cheng Zhan: [She definitely won't want it.]
…
The two were chatting in the group, as if Chen Lunan was not there.
Chen Lunan did not show up very often. He watched the two of them talk more and more, and said: [Very busy?]
Jiang Chen: [Can a lonely family not be idle? It's not like you have a wife.]
Cheng Zhan: [He can't hold a wife even if he has a wife.]
Ten seconds later, Chen Lunan sent a photo to the group, which aroused the anger of other single old men.
He glanced indifferently, and put away the phone without haste.
After Lin Jing left, Yan Qiuzhi looked at the person sitting on the toilet for a while.
"It's time to come out."
Chen Lunan glanced at her, looking at the script in her hand: "When will it be finalized?"
"ah?"
Yan Qiuzhi was stunned for a while and said, "I still have about a month left in my role."
Chen Lunan nodded, expressing understanding.
He got up and went to the sink, turned on the faucet to wash his hands, his movements were unhurried, his fingers were beautiful, slender, with well-defined joints, which is the type of hand control that many people prefer nowadays.
Yan Qiuzhi was also distracted for a while, and when she came back to her senses, Chen Lunan had already pulled a paper towel and wiped it.
The two looked at each other silently, Yan Qiuzhi opened his mouth for a while, and choked out a sentence: "Where do you live tonight?"
Chen Lunan stared at her for a while, then landed on the bed behind her.
Yan Qiuzhi's brain froze for a moment before he realized what he meant.
She stared wide-eyed and asked in disbelief, "Do you want to live here?"
Chen Lunan said "hmm".
Yan Qiuzhi thought for a while, and simply let him go, it's not like they haven't lived together before, just don't let people find out, there's no need to be hypocritical.
But soon, she thought of an important point: "You didn't bring any clothes, did you?"
Chen Lunan raised his chin, stretched out his hands to loosen the button, and met Yan Qiuzhi's gaze, and said in a low voice, "Destination in the car."
"..."
When the driver downstairs delivered Chen Lunan's luggage, the man turned and went into the bathroom.
Yan Qiuzhi stared at the bathroom door for a while, and came to a conclusion—Chen Lunan might have fallen in love with her bathroom here.
baffling.
It didn't look like they were going to stay overnight at first.
Yan Qiuzhi lay on the bed and fell asleep unconsciously listening to the sound of water in the bathroom.
When Chen Lunan came out, he was already dead asleep.
He stared at it for a moment, then lifted the quilt and went up.
As soon as she lay down, Yan Qiuzhi turned around and hugged her. In the past, Chen Lunan would have followed her.
But tonight, he didn't seem to be in such a good mood.
When Yan Qiuzhi's hand came across, Chen Lunan pushed him away without mercy.
Yan Qiuzhi was awakened by his movement, opened her eyes and asked in a daze, "What are you doing?"
She pressed her lips against Chen Lunan's neck, her breath fell on it, and it was slightly itchy, which made people feel distracted.
Chen Lunan's Adam's apple rolled, and just as he was about to take the next step, Yan Qiuzhi buried her head in his arms, even crossed her legs, and didn't care whether Chen Lunan would push her away again.
It's a source of heat she doesn't want to let go of.
She hugged her so tightly that Chen Lunan couldn't breathe.
He frowned, and when he was trying to pull Yan Qiuzhi away a little more, she turned her lower body, brushed her lips against his Adam's apple, and fell asleep in a comfortable position.
Chen Lunan's Adam's apple rolled down, his eyes darkened as he looked at the comfortably sleeping person in his arms, he hung his hands in the air for a while, and finally let them go.