Film and Television Overview: Starting from the Same Window

Zhou Shengchen wrapped his arms around her back, closed his eyes, and savored her passion.

As their lips parted, Zhou Shengchen asked in confusion, "Why are you wearing a mask on such a hot day?"

"The car I took on the way back smelled a bit unpleasant, so I wore it." Zhao Mosheng said, her face suddenly turning red with embarrassment.

"Wait here for me, I'm going to take a shower."

After saying that, she took off her coat in front of Zhou Shengchen and went straight to the bathroom.

Listening to the sound of water spraying from the bathroom and thinking about what was about to happen, Zhou Shengchen couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

After showering for almost an hour, Zhao Mosheng finally came out of the bathroom, wearing only a thin bath towel.

Her beautiful figure was partially visible, her fair face was exceptionally rosy, and her long black hair was not yet completely dry, covered with water droplets.

She was like a beautiful woman emerging from a bath, pure and lovely, untainted by the mud, and unpretentious despite being washed by clear water. No wonder she was Zhou Shengchen's girlfriend.

Zhou Shengchen stared at the beautiful woman before him, completely mesmerized. Her beauty and elegance were simply irresistible.

Stepping forward, Zhou Shengchen wrapped his arms around her slender waist, held her tightly, and rested his head on Zhao Mosheng's hair, inhaling its fragrance.

Pushing Zhou Shengchen away, Zhao Mosheng blushed and said, "Go take a shower first."

"I don't want to wash."

Zhou Shengchen said with a bitter face.

"You have to wash it, otherwise people..."

At this point, Zhao Mosheng's pretty face became even more flushed and charming.

Zhou Shengchen wore a half-smile on his face. "Otherwise what?"

"Humph, I won't tell you."

Zhao Mosheng rolled her eyes at him and pouted, "If you don't understand, then forget it."

"Haha, of course I understand."

After saying that, Zhou Shengchen released Zhao Mosheng's slender waist and turned to go to the bathroom.

Zhao Mosheng took a hair dryer from the drawer, plugged it in, and started drying her hair.

Looking at her jade-like face in the mirror, and thinking of all the good things Zhou Shengchen had done for her over the past three years, Zhao Mosheng's beautiful eyes were filled with deep affection.

Soon, Zhou Shengchen came out of the bathroom and smiled knowingly as he looked at Zhao Mosheng, who was sitting upright.

"Zhou Shengchen, am I pretty?"

Zhao Mosheng's reserve, her shyness, and her longing were all exposed to Zhou Shengchen at this moment.

"Yes! Very beautiful!"

Despite his burning desire, Zhou Shengchen felt incredibly calm at this moment.

He reached out and lifted Zhao Mosheng's delicate, rounded chin, gazing affectionately at her shy and radiant face.

"Zhou Shengchen, I just finished my work and have two days off."

Zhao Mosheng slowly closed her beautiful eyes, ready to face the storm.

"Mo Sheng!"

There was no need to say anything more; Zhou Shengchen directly expressed his feelings for Zhao Mosheng through his actions.

His body slowly pressed tightly against Zhao Mosheng's delicate body, and his longing lips gently pressed against Zhao Mosheng's pink lips.

"Waaah... Zhou Shengchen!"

After a few minutes of deep kissing, the two parted their lips, panting.

As Zhao Mosheng called out affectionately, Zhou Shengchen slowly untied her thin bathrobe, moving down her lips.

Under his burning gaze, filled with desire, Zhao Mosheng shyly closed her obsidian-like eyes.

Her beautiful, refined face was flushed so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

Looking at the beauty before him, Zhou Shengchen felt his mouth go dry, as if he was about to be completely ignited by the desire rising from the deepest part of his soul!

He bent down, picked up the beautiful woman before him, and quickly walked towards the bedroom...

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

After the storm, Zhou Shengchen carried Zhao Mosheng to the bathroom to clean her up.

When the two returned to the bedroom, an hour and a half had passed, and Zhao Mosheng had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Zhou Shengchen gently kissed her lips, then held her close and drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, Zhao Mosheng woke up before Zhou Shengchen did.

Unlike her usual state when sleeping alone, Zhao Mosheng's somewhat languid consciousness returned instantly upon waking. She realized she was being held in someone's arms, and the broad chest and strong arms reminded her of how sweet her sleep had been the previous night.

The scene of the two of them in the room last night played in her mind like a slideshow. Looking at the man in front of her and recalling their past, Zhao Mosheng's heart was in turmoil.

While Zhao Mosheng was lost in thought, Zhou Shengchen opened his eyes.

Seeing Zhao Mosheng lost in thought, Zhou Shengchen couldn't help but ask, "Thinking about it so early in the morning?"

Zhou Shengchen's voice interrupted Zhao Mosheng's thoughts, and only then did she realize that Zhou Shengchen had woken up.

"I don't want to!"

Rolling her eyes coquettishly, Zhao Mosheng nestled in Zhou Shengchen's arms, gently stroking his face, then suddenly looked puzzled:

"Zhou Shengchen, I feel like you've gotten taller and more handsome since you came here, and your physique seems even better."

Zhou Shengchen said with a smile, "You're not mistaken, my strength has broken through, so naturally my whole person has changed a bit."

Zhao Mosheng suddenly realized.

She, as Zhou Shengchen's bedmate, was more aware of his unusual behavior than anyone else.

Chapter Six: The Show-off Lu Qiaochuan

Which man would constantly demand things from a woman 24/7? Yet Zhou Shengchen could do just that.

Zhou Shengchen didn't intend to hide it, but he was good at concealing his abilities, so he only revealed the "Water of Life" ability.

Water of Life: It can transform the Qi in the body into a mass of water full of life energy, and this water has the ability to heal all diseases and remove all negative states.

This superpower was obtained by Zhou Shengchen from a superpowered individual in Country H. Combined with the medical skills Zhou Shengchen learned, it can be said that there is basically no disease in this world that he cannot cure.

"Mo Sheng, let's go back to China!"

Zhou Shengchen suddenly said.

"Go back to China?" Zhao Mosheng was taken aback.

"This is abroad, after all. Are you sure you don't want to go back?" Zhou Shengchen asked rhetorically.

Zhao Mosheng fell silent.

Yes, without realizing it, she has been in the US for three years. Logically speaking, she should find an opportunity to go back and visit.

But if she really goes back, how will she face her former friends?

Looking up at the man holding her, Zhao Mosheng hesitated for a moment before saying:

"My career is just starting out, and I don't want to go back yet. Let's talk about it in a couple of years!"

Zhou Shengchen: "That works too."

Zhao Mosheng: "Your university semester is about to start, right? When are you planning to leave?"

Zhou Shengchen smiled wickedly: "Of course I'll wait until my little darling goes to work before I leave."

Zhao Mosheng blushed, glared at Zhou Shengchen, and asked, "Before you leave, do you want to go see Brother Peng Hai?"

Peng Hai, from the TV series "To Be a Better Man", is the male lead Lu Yuan's old friend and Peng Jiahe's father. He died in a car accident.

He was Lu Yuan's only friend. He spent ten years in the United States before obtaining his American ID card, where he worked as a chef.

Zhou Shengchen once came here to see Zhao Mosheng, and while shopping with her, they encountered a thief.

Peng Hai saw this and, considering that the two might be compatriots, immediately came over to help.

Although Zhou Shengchen couldn't offer much help despite his abilities, he accepted the favor, and the two became friends as a result.

Well, Zhou Shengchen would never admit that he had his eye on the other party's daughter.

“Of course I’ll go!” Zhou Shengchen said.

Three days later, after seeing Zhao Mosheng off to work and visiting Peng Hai and Peng Jiahe, Zhou Shengchen boarded a plane back to Jiangyi.

His grandparents' death anniversary is approaching, and he has to go back to his hometown.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Bang, bang, bang...

The train heading to Nancheng sped along the tracks.

Zhou Shengchen sat by the window with his eyes slightly closed, his head tilted to the side, making soft snoring sounds; he was clearly asleep.

"My name is Lin Luoxue."

The slightly familiar name reached Zhou Shengchen's ears, and Zhou Shengchen woke up from his dream.

Looking up, he realized that the area was now full of people. Three people were sitting in the seat opposite him: two women and one man.

Sitting by the window like him was a young man wearing a short-sleeved shirt and white trousers, who was refined and had the scholarly air unique to students.

Sitting in the middle was a girl who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old and was wearing a beige dress.

She was very beautiful, with long hair and a sweet smile on her face. Her well-fitting dress perfectly outlined her curvaceous figure. Her skin was fair and delicate, and she exuded youthful energy, fulfilling every man's fantasy of a school beauty.

But in Zhou Shengchen's opinion, she wasn't as pretty as the short-haired girl near the aisle.

The short-haired girl wore a white undershirt and jacket on top, and a pair of denim shorts on the bottom. She had a pretty face, a heroic air, and looked very assertive.

"Lin Luoxue, that's a very nice name. Which 'Luo' is it?"

The young man, who looked like a student, turned to the side and stared intently at Lin Luoxue, the girl in the dress, while uttering the most clichéd pickup lines imaginable.

It's clear that this young man is very interested in the beautiful Lin Luoxue and wants to get close to her.