HuaYu14: Female celebrities are going too fast.

Zhou Xun and Meng Ziyi went upstairs last, as there were no other actors in the corridor at that time.

Upon hearing those words, Meng Ziyi paused in taking out her room key, then turned to look at him with a snarling expression.

Before she could speak, Zhou Xun said, "You can come to my room."

He was about to walk towards the room when Meng Ziyi stopped him, her face full of smiles.

"Let's go back to our rooms to rest at noon. I'm going to the film set before I've had a chance to sleep, and I'm with you."

"Scared?" Zhou Xun raised an eyebrow at her.

"Who's afraid?" Meng Ziyi retorted defiantly. "I'm afraid you can't handle it, so I want you to get some rest."

"I can't handle it?" Zhou Xun raised an eyebrow at her. "I wonder who was the one whose legs went weak this morning."

"It wasn't me anyway!" Meng Ziyi retorted, sticking her neck out like a goose.

As she spoke, her hands continued moving, and with a "beep," the door opened.

Meng Ziyi opened a small gap and slipped in sideways.

Zhou Xun looked at the closed door, smiled, and reached out to knock.

Meng Ziyi's voice came from the room:

"Zhou Xun, have a good rest at noon, and don't be late for the opening ceremony this afternoon."

Meng Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Zhou Xunzhen leave through the peephole.

She discovered she had a habit, or rather, a quirk.

He always likes to grab the microphone, not only in karaoke rooms, but also in Zhou Xun's room.

To her surprise, Zhou Xun, who usually seemed gentle and mild-mannered, was incredibly fierce in bed.

Zhou Xun felt as if he were possessed by ten fierce tigers. After it was over, Meng Ziyi's body felt as if it had been run over by ten hundred-ton trucks.

Based on the above two points, Meng Ziyi chose to sleep separately from Zhou Xun at noon.

She focused her gaze on the table in the room, where the second reason lay hidden.

There were several packages piled up under the table. She walked over and picked them up.

This is the "battle robe" that Meng Ziyi bought, originally as preparation for taking down Zhou Xun later.

However, plans can't keep up with changes. The "battle robe" only arrived after things had already progressed to a conclusion with Zhou Xun.

Meng Ziyi drew the curtains, took several packages to the bathroom, and tried on the clothes one by one.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Meng Ziyi's cheeks flushed red, but she still said:

"Great, it perfectly accentuates my figure."

She had more questions in her mind: the stockings had no opening, were they really for doing *that*?

Meng Ziyi patted her face in the mirror, took off her "battle robe," folded it neatly, put it back into the express delivery box, and stuffed it into the deepest part of the wardrobe.

This garment is useful, but not now.

Now she needs a good night's sleep to replenish the energy she lost this morning, and then choose the right time to put on her "battle armor" and fight again.

Meanwhile, Zhou Xun returned to his room, closed the door, poured cat food for [Jie Jie Jie], then leaned against the bed, took out his phone, and called Na Zha.

The phone rang twice before being answered, and Naza's face appeared on the screen with her hotel in the background.

"Finished work?" Zhou asked.

"Yeah, I just finished eating." Naza leaned against the headboard, her eyes looking tired. "Why did you call me at noon?"

"I was afraid you'd be getting impatient," Zhou Xun said with a smile.

"Why should I be in such a hurry?"

"I came to comfort you because I was afraid you'd get jealous."

"Who's jealous?" Naza put her legs together and rested her head on them. "If that reporter had asked me the same question this morning, I would have given the same answer."

"real?"

Naza nodded earnestly.

She was afraid that Zhou Xun would ask another difficult question, so she took the initiative to change the subject:

"You looked really good in that white outfit at the press conference. But wasn't your belt a little too tight? I noticed you were walking with your back straighter than usual."

"You're quite observant."

"Of course." Naza shook his head smugly. "What part of your body haven't I looked closely?"

She paused halfway through her sentence, bit her lip, and swallowed the rest of her words.

But the smile in her eyes was impossible to hide.

Zhou Xun looked at her expression but didn't reply; instead, the corners of his mouth curved up a little wider.

The two stared at each other across the screen for a few seconds, and then Naza couldn't hold back and burst out laughing:

"Zhou Xun, you're really boring. Can't you just play along for once?"

"Cooperate with what? Cooperate with you flirting with me?"

"What do you mean by 'flirting'?" Naza nodded. "This is normal interaction between lovers!"

Zhou Xun smiled and tapped the screen.

The two chatted for a while longer, then Naza suddenly yawned: "Zhou Xun, weren't you tired standing on stage for so long at today's press conference?"

"It's alright." Zhou Xun shook his head. "It's not as tiring as being with you."

Naza's face immediately fell: "What do you mean?"

Zhou Xun smiled and looked at her without saying a word.

"Still laughing? Zhou Xun, what are you laughing at?" Naza was getting a little anxious.

"Think about it, every time we're in the room, isn't it always me who's exerting force?"

Naza snorted, and her emotions, which had just subsided, returned like a rollercoaster:

"Isn't it natural for you to exert yourself? Besides, I don't see you looking tired at all."

"If I'm tired, that's a different matter."

Na Zha'ergen blushed instantly: "Hmph, Zhou Xun, you're bad! You're teasing me again!"

"I wasn't flirting," Zhou Xun shook his head. "This is normal interaction between couples!"

Naza gave Zhou Xun a coquettish look, and the boomerang hit her on the head.

"I'm tired!" she said, collapsing onto the bed and pulling the blanket up.

"You go to sleep, I'm hanging up."

"No, you can't hang up. I can't sleep if I can't see you."

"Okay, I'll watch you sleep."

Zhou Xun looked at Nazha and closed his eyes. The image on his phone screen changed from Nazha's face to the hotel ceiling.

He knew that Naza was asleep, so he hung up the phone.

At 2 PM, Zhou Xun quickly packed up and went to the film set to attend the opening ceremony.

He ran into Meng Ziyi as soon as he stepped out of the room, or rather, he didn't bump into her, but rather she was about to knock on the door when Zhou Xun came out.

"Did you sleep well?"

Meng Ziyi grinned, revealing her teeth, and casually wrapped her arms around Zhou Xun's shoulders.

"I didn't sleep very well without you here," Zhou Xun said, turning his head to look at her with a smile.

"You're lying!" Meng Ziyi tilted her head and looked at him. "You seemed quite energetic when you were training me before, so why can't you sleep well without me?"

Is it possible that because you've experienced happiness, you'll have trouble sleeping when you lose that happiness?

"Why are you talking dirty in broad daylight?" Meng Ziyi's ears turned red, and she gently pinched Zhou Xun's waist.

They got into the elevator together, and Meng Ziyi let go of Zhou Xun's arm.

……

The venue for the film's opening ceremony has been set up.

Guo Jingyu stood in front of the backdrop, holding a walkie-talkie, confirming the process with the assistant director.

Seeing Zhou Xun and Meng Ziyi walk over, he nodded: "Stand over there, you two stand together when we take pictures later."

Meng Ziyi nodded obediently and walked to the designated spot. Zhou Xun stood to her left, with a full circle of space between them.

Li Yitong was already there. Seeing Meng Ziyi approaching, she turned slightly to the side and lowered her voice, saying, "Did you sleep well at noon?"

"I sleep alone. It's alright." Meng Ziyi's voice was also very low. "How about you?"

"It was fine. I read the script for a while and then took a nap for half an hour."

Li Yitong's gaze passed over Meng Ziyi and landed on Zhou Xun. She paused for a moment, then looked away, her face bearing her usual gentle smile.

The actors arrived one after another. At 2:30, the opening ceremony began on time.

Guo Jingyu said a few words first, the gist of which was to thank everyone for their hard work and wish them a smooth filming process.

The speech was short, lasting only three minutes. After that, representatives spoke, and then incense was offered.

Zhou Xun had already figured out the whole process of the opening ceremony.

After finishing my afternoon work and having dinner, it was already 8 p.m.

Zhou Xun did not return to his own room, but was pulled into Meng Ziyi's room instead.

The moment the door closed, Zhou Xun was pushed onto the bed by Meng Ziyi.

"Quite proactive?"

Meng Ziyi did not answer Zhou Xun's question, but instead leaned down to peck at Zhou Xun's lips.

Zhou Xun reclaimed the position of a peasant who had been liberated from poverty and became the master of the house.

Meng Ziyi straddled Zhou Xun, gazing at him with alluring eyes:

"Didn't you graduate from Tsinghua or Peking University?"

Zhou Xun nodded. "What does it have to do with where I graduated?"

"Don't you know that 'be' is a verb in English?"