I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!-Chapter 286: I’ll Wear It for You to See…

Although it felt a bit pretentious, Mu Qiu found herself genuinely touched.

Plus, the normally less gentle Cheng Zhirang was also quite adorable!

She obediently sat inside, watching him take out a hat from the small suitcase and put it on before sitting down.

Her gaze shifted from his face downwards.

The loose white t-shirt seemed loose, but when he sat down with his elbows resting on the armrests, the fabric across his chest subtly stretched a bit.

He has pecs...

Without even turning his head, Cheng Zhirang could feel her intense gaze on him as always.

But what was different from the usual was his reaction.

He used to be able to act indifferent, but not anymore.

He turned to look at her, "You can take a rest."

Mu Qiu withdrew her gaze, faced the window, put on her mask, and closed her eyes.

If she couldn’t look with her eyes, she could at least think about it, right?

They arrived safely in Hai City.

Someone was there to pick them up at the airport exit. Cheng Zhirang protectively got Mu Qiu into the car and sent her back to Yishan.

She wore her mask throughout, just needing to board and disembark the plane and car, without doing anything else, she safely arrived at Yishan’s large flat.

This entire floor would only have the two of them, so Mu Qiu took off her mask and followed closely behind Cheng Zhirang as they walked into the elevator.

He pushed two suitcases, his back looked sharp, but his arms had a muscular feel.

Rarely seen in jeans, a bit of his ankle was exposed, showing very fair skin.

She was captivated, following him out of the elevator unconsciously, and Cheng Zhirang was already at the door with the suitcases, calling her from the doorway.

"You can swipe the card now."

This door could be opened with a card, and she had all the cards; Cheng Zhirang was only left with an emergency door-opening key.

Mu Qiu took out the key card from her small bag to open the door, letting him carry the suitcases inside.

For some reason, she had the illusion that she was the owner of this place.

At the entrance, there was a cabinet with a gift box tied with a blue satin ribbon bow on it. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

She was startled when she saw it, "What’s this?"

Cheng Zhirang had already placed the suitcases by her room door, and at her words, glanced over, saying warmly, "An electronic screen."

Mu Qiu’s eyes lit up.

She sat on the sunken sofa with the electronic screen, untying the ribbon to look at this surprise gift.

Cheng Zhirang watched her from across half of the living room, then shook his head with a smile and began to handle the "housework."

By the time Mu Qiu could operate the electronic screen proficiently, Cheng Zhirang had already cleaned all her suitcases.

"The suitcase is by your room door, I didn’t go in."

Everyone has their own privacy, and even being in a relationship doesn’t mean they can invade each other’s private space.

Mu Qiu ran towards his side cuddling the electronic screen, "Thank you, Brother Cheng!"

He looked at her running over gently, bending down to ask, "Very happy?"

"Super happy!"

"I also have the full set of products developed by Zhipu Electronics so far, would you like it?"

Mu Qiu widened her eyes, "You have the full set of products? Do you really like these tech products?"

"Shouldn’t you be saying you want it now?"

"..." She was amused yet embarrassed, but still refused his offer, "This one’s a surprise gift; giving the whole set would be too overwhelming."

Small gifts are usually ones you bump into occasionally, admire at first sight, and are likable - not like gifting an entire set of large appliances, which would be more like a housewarming celebration.

Cheng Zhirang touched her hair, saying, "If you see any products you like on programs later, let me know. I have shares in Zhipu."

"Shares?"

"Yes."

So he really does like tech products.

Moreover, is this how celebrities in the entertainment industry make money? Investing and holding shares in various companies, no wonder he is confident in shooting just one movie a year.

She didn’t think much, just sighed and looked into his beautiful eyes, asking again, "Are you going back?"

Cheng Zhirang glanced at his watch by raising his wrist, "It’s just about noon, want to have lunch together?"

"Where to eat?"

"Let’s order takeout."

She hadn’t been home for a few days back in Yun City, so the household probably cleaned out all the groceries, leaving only the option of ordering takeout.

Mu Qiu had a brief, subtle expression, "I didn’t think you’d order takeout."

"Do I not look like I order takeout?"

"Yeah."

He looks like the kind of noble young master who has a personal chef for three meals a day. Although it’s not that exaggerated, if he were to order takeout, that task would usually be handled by an assistant.

Cheng Zhirang shook his head, "When I was filming in a county, the crew’s boxed meals were terrible, so I ate takeout for a month."

"...That bad?"

As they chatted, the two got increasingly close; Cheng Zhirang seemed to have a fondness for her long hair, placing his palm at the back of her head, gently holding her, making her almost lean entirely on his chest.

The two maintained this ambiguous posture, chatting softly while ordering takeout in mutual agreement.

The dynamic between them felt like a floodgate, once a breach appeared, it would only grow larger, with no chance of closing it again.

For instance, his fondness for physical contact.

Ever since that night, he seemed to have fallen in love with the feel of body warmth.

After lunch, Cheng Zhirang had to leave.

The black suitcase was pushed to the door, and Mu Qiu stared at it, finding it a bit odd.

"You didn’t have to bring this suitcase up earlier."

Earlier, when she was focused on people, she didn’t notice this odd behavior.

Cheng Zhirang said, "I had something to take out."

"Hmm?" She didn’t have any recollection, "What did you take out?"

Cheng Zhirang put on a mask and hat, only his beautiful eyes remained uncovered, looking at her tenderly.

"I saw a dress in Yun City, very pretty, and wanted to give it to you. It’s already placed on your suitcase."

Mu Qiu was stunned.

"... When did you go shopping?"

"I saw it displayed in the window on the way to the TV festival, it looked beautiful."

She bit her lip, looking up to say, "Wait before you go..."

"I’ll try it on for you."

Cheng Zhirang’s hand on the suitcase handle tightened slightly, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Alright."

Mu Qiu went to change into the dress.

It was indeed beautiful, a white long dress.

Thin straps on the shoulders, a slightly curved strapless style at the chest, with a layer of gauzy fabric over it, and the skirt’s hem swung like ripples as she walked.

Pure yet alluring, artsy yet sexy.

Especially around the chest, possibly due to Mu Qiu’s physique, a noticeable cleavage was visible in that area.

She walked lightly towards him, barefoot on the floor.

Cheng Zhirang sat on the sunken sofa, slightly looking up at her.

Before he could speak, a pleasant light music began to play as his phone rang.

He cleared his throat, saying steadily into the phone, "Yes?"

"Did you send Mu Qiu back to Yishan? Don’t rush back! Su Yan also lives there, many reporters and fans have blocked the neighborhood entrance!"

His Adam’s apple bobbed as he replied, "Okay."

Then, with eyes as deep and misty as a haze, his gaze returned to Mu Qiu.