HuaYu14: Female celebrities are going too fast.

"Don't rush, take a shower first." Zhou Xun tried to get up. "I've been training all day, I'm covered in sweat."

Fan Xiaopang looked up at Zhou Xun and said, "Sister didn't look down on you."

"I'm covered in sweat, it's uncomfortable." Zhou Xun forced himself to get up.

Having no other choice, Fan Xiaopang followed him into the bathroom.

The showerhead was turned on, and water fell over their heads. Fan Xiaopang was about to kiss Zhou Xun's lips, but Zhou Xun refused.

"Rinse your mouth first," Zhou Xun said.

Fan Xiaopang said matter-of-factly, "If you help me, I'll treat you when it's over."

As she said this, there was a hint of expectation in her eyes.

Zhou Xun conceded defeat: "Just because you like something doesn't mean I like it too."

Fan Xiaopang scoffed, but still complied with Zhou Xun's request. In response, she was met with Zhou Xun's relentless pressure.

What should have been a half-hour shower took the two of them a full two hours to finish.

Fan Xiaopang sat on the edge of the bed, her wet hair clinging to her cheeks.

"Your Majesty, please blow-dry my hair for me." Fan Xiaopang blinked, her expression both aggrieved and alluring.

"My beloved concubine, please rise. Why kneel over such a trivial matter?" Zhou Xun reached out and took the hair dryer.

Fan Xiaopang rolled his eyes. "You're addicted to cosplay, aren't you?"

"I've read the script you told me about," Fan Xiaopang said, his tone returning to normal. "It's a story about a strong female lead and a weak male lead."

"Then let's revise the script." Zhou Xun's hands kept moving.

"Has the female lead decided yet?" Fan Xiaopang then asked.

"You're not going to play the female lead in your own drama?"

Fan Xiaopang shook his head: "I've seen the female lead's scenes, and they are indeed quite suitable for me. However, this role is for you."

She turned her head and looked into Zhou Xun's eyes: "If I were the female lead, I'd be too eye-catching!"

"We need to find an actor who is good-looking but won't steal the spotlight."

Fan Xiaopang thought for a moment, and finally said, "How about letting Nazar play the female lead?"

Zhou Xun was stunned when he heard this. Fan Xiaopang knew about his relationship with Nazha.

Will the two of them fight over the microphone at the hotel where the film crew is staying?

"Are you serious?" Zhou Xun looked into Fan Xiaopang's eyes. "You should know about my relationship with Nazha."

Fan Xiaopang nodded: "Aren't there a lot of fans on Weibo who want to see you two work together again? Isn't this drama very good? And Nazha is also very suitable for the female lead."

"You know about my relationship with Naza."

Fan Xiaopang hugged Zhou Xun's waist: "As long as you become famous, I don't mind suffering a little grievance."

Zhou Xun touched her hair. Was this still the "Fan Ye" who dominated the entertainment industry?

"I want you to love me a little more." Fan Xiaopang buried her head in his chest. "I don't want to be just friends with benefits anymore."

"Did they really develop feelings over time? Even novels wouldn't dare write something like that!"

Zhou Xun lifted her chin, a smile playing on his lips: "Then I'll give you all my love tonight!"

After saying that, Zhou Xun kissed him.

The sun was high in the sky.

Zhou Xun woke up first, while Fan Xiaopang, who had eaten too much last night, was still asleep.

As usual, he inserted the cards "Perseverance" and "Eternal Youth" into Fan Xiaopang's body.

After finishing, a mechanical prompt sounded in Zhou Xun's mind:

[Ding! Detected deep interaction between the host and Fan Xiaopang, the card "World Cup Trophy, Gold" has been drawn from him.]

[Effect: Massaging with hands can promote secondary development.]

[Should we extract?]

Fan Xiaopang is no ordinary person; this card lives up to its name.

Zhou Xun silently recited in his mind: "Draw, equip."

The first card he drew was one that only worked when interacted with.

Zhou Xun reached out and touched himself. After massaging himself for a while, he realized it had indeed gotten bigger.

It swelled naturally and was no different from before.

System: Just tell me, did it get bigger after you rubbed it?

Fan Xiaopang woke up at some point and looked at Zhou Xun:

"Don't waste it..."

Two hours later, the sun was high in the sky outside.

Fan Xiaopang nestled in Zhou Xun's arms: "Won't people suspect you skipped training all morning?"

"There are so many lies, there's bound to be one that suits you."

"Zhou Xun." Fan Xiaopang's lips curved into a smile. "What I said yesterday was serious."

Which sentence?

"I truly love you!"

"I'm a scumbag, and you still have feelings for me?" Zhou Xun touched her.

Fan Xiaopang stared into his eyes and retorted, "Is a man who isn't genuinely loved by women considered a scumbag?"

Zhou Xun flicked her nose: "You're really good with words."

"I believe that kindness can be taken advantage of, but sincerity can be reciprocated and will not be betrayed."

"It's a warm dog."

Zhou Xun brought the conversation back to the main point: "For Nazha, you should contact Tang Ren according to the normal procedure."

Fan Xiaopang nestled in his arms and nodded like a kitten.

……

2 PM, training ground.

Meng Ziyi sat on the bench, looking down at her toes.

"Are you in a bad mood?" Li Yitong sat down next to her. "Is it because Zhou Xun didn't come this morning?"

"Why would I be in a bad mood?" She looked up at the mirrored wall opposite her. "I just feel that, well, he's a person..."

"Um?"

"So unreliable." Meng Ziyi finally found a suitable word. "We agreed to train together every day, but I couldn't find him this morning. He didn't answer his phone or reply to my messages. Do you think something happened to him?"

Li Yitong's eyes crinkled into two bridges: "Are you worried about him?"

"Who's worried about him?" Meng Ziyi looked up at Li Yitong and said matter-of-factly, "This is just a normal relationship between colleagues."

To make her statement more convincing, she added, "What if something happens to him? How will we film tomorrow?"

"We're still training, how could we possibly have any acting roles to play?"

Li Yitong smiled slightly, but didn't expose her anymore. Her gaze fell on Yang Xuwen, who was sparring with Old Chen in the center of the training field.

Yang Xuwen's movements were much smoother than in the past few days, but Li Yitong still felt that something was missing.

I can't quite put my finger on it, it just isn't pretty enough.

It's roughly like eating fine bran first, and then eating pig feed.

The training ground door was pushed open. Meng Ziyi turned her head almost reflexively. Entering was Zhou Xun, the man she had been thinking about day and night.

He was wearing a dark gray sports T-shirt and black sports pants, and his hair was still a bit damp, as if he had just taken a shower.

His expression was no different from usual, calm and indifferent, which made Meng Ziyi happy.

Meng Ziyi's gaze never left Zhou Xun from the moment he appeared, scanning him up and down, from his face to his shoulders to his waist to his legs.

Only after confirming that he wasn't missing an arm or a third leg did he turn his gaze away and continue looking down at his shoelaces.

Zhou Xun walked up to the bench and greeted the two beautiful women:

Good afternoon, both of you.

Li Yitong nodded, giving Meng Ziyi the chance to speak.

"Good afternoon." Meng Ziyi looked up, trying to keep her voice normal. "Why didn't you come this morning?"

Before Zhou Xun could reply, Meng Ziyi asked her second question:

Why do you have a band-aid on your neck?