I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!-Chapter 378: Good Morning, Brother Cheng
The sunlight pushed through the curtains into the room, illuminating one side of the bed with a scorching golden hue. The breeze swept in, gradually carrying away the strange smell.
In that patch of light, a slender white leg was pulled back by a man’s hand, and then covered by a thin gray sheet.
Mu Qiu opened her eyes slightly, feeling a bit dry, then closed them again, lifting the blanket slightly off her body.
It was a bit warm.
The gray sheet slipped down, revealing a smooth shoulder and a collarbone with a slight red mark...
A hand reached over from the side, pressing the sheet and pulling it up to cover the freshly exposed area.
It was already 10 a.m.
Cheng Zhirang sat up and turned to look at the person sleeping beside him.
The sheet covering him slid down to his waist, revealing a well-built upper body. As he turned, his shoulder and back conveniently blocked the glaring sunlight.
"Good morning."
His voice still had a drowsy huskiness, but compared to last night, it had become much clearer.
Mu Qiu slowly opened one eye, finding the light harsh, and squinted while nestling into his embrace.
"Good morning, Brother Cheng."
Compared to Cheng Zhirang’s voice, hers was completely dry and hoarse, more than one could handle.
Cheng Zhirang wrapped his arm around her, smoothing her hair with his hand, and when he reached the ends of her hair, his fingertips touched the bare skin. He paused.
It felt like his rationality had just returned, recalling last night’s absurdity and their current state.
His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. He sighed, then gently kissed the top of her head.
"Are you still uncomfortable?"
Mu Qiu rubbed against his chest and nodded lightly, "A bit."
"How about a bath?"
"I just want to sleep."
"Then sleep."
Cheng Zhirang laid her down to rest. The gray sheet was so thin, it was like laying a layer of paint over the curves of her body.
The sight of her flat stomach caught Cheng Zhirang’s eye from the corner and he immediately averted his gaze, his eyes turning red.
He tossed off the blanket and got out of bed, casually slipping on a pair of stay-at-home pants that were left in the large apartment, opened the heavy curtains, leaving only the blackout ones, and opened the windows for ventilation.
Then he walked to the bed and softly said to Mu Qiu, "Rest for a while, I’ll make breakfast for you. What would you like to eat?"
"Red date and yam porridge."
This request was a bit specific, so he curiously asked, "Does it have any special meaning?"
Mu Qiu: "It replenishes energy and blood after the fact."
"......"
Although he was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, Cheng Zhirang still made the red date and yam porridge for her.
While cooking, he even looked up some health knowledge about the porridge, carefully following the steps outlined.
After all, in his thirty years, he had never made red date and yam porridge and was not very adept at it.
When the porridge was ready, Mu Qiu had just come out.
She wore a fitted pale yellow shirt dress, with her hair tied up. Her demeanor carried a distinctly different vibe from a girl’s.
Though her walking posture was slightly awkward.
Cheng Zhirang no longer avoided looking politely away as he used to. Instead, he focused on watching her approach with a tender and doting gaze.
As she came near, he stepped forward a couple of paces to take her hand.
"Do you have any important plans today? If you’re not writing, why not take a day’s rest?"
Mu Qiu looked at him, "I haven’t got much to do. Aren’t you busy today?"
Li Yang, a popular chick right now, is all over the place with drooping eye bags.
Cheng Zhirang pulled out a chair for her and, after she sat down, shook his head, "Yesterday I met with a director interested in collaborating, so today I’ll stay home and read scripts."
"Mm."
After this topic, it seemed there was nothing left to say between them. Only the crisp sound of the spoon hitting the bowl was heard while serving the porridge.
They had been together for quite some time now, but only last night did their relationship start to evolve in more special ways.
Mu Qiu suddenly found herself at a loss for words.
She shifted her legs slightly, trying to ease the discomfort, but as soon as she unconsciously did so, memories of last night flashed back.
Her face suddenly felt hot with embarrassment.
Lost in thought, a hand came to rest on her forehead.
Cheng Zhirang felt her forehead with the back of his hand for a moment, then withdrew it and said, "It’s okay. Are you feeling any other discomfort?"
He meant to ask if she was feeling dizzy, trying to determine if she had a low fever or a cold.
But Mu Qiu misunderstood.
Cheng Zhirang’s hand froze awkwardly.
After a moment he couldn’t help but pinch his brow and laughed, shaking his head, "You... shouldn’t talk to others like this."
"Not even to you?"
He hesitated for a second, then said, "Only to me."
He used to think that the pure and seductive girls depicted in scripts only existed in writings.
But the girl in front of him, despite her pure and pretty appearance, spoke frankly and boldly, never avoiding matters between men and women, especially... 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
The images from last night replayed in his mind, and Cheng Zhirang lowered his head to drink his porridge, trying to restrain himself.
Opposite him, a sudden clink as the spoon was set down, and she stared directly at him.
Cheng Zhirang murmured, "Not eating anymore?"
"No appetite," Mu Qiu said listlessly, shaking her head before adding, "I want a hug."
Cheng Zhirang looked at her, pushed back his chair to stand up, and walked over to her with open arms.
Though she was the one who initiated the relationship, in the past month, it was clear she was usually assertive and rational, almost never acting coquettishly.
So only from last night did he realize how devastating her coquetry could be.
Neither finished their breakfast, and Cheng Zhirang cradled her on the sofa, his thumb rubbing gently on her lower back, speaking softly.
"Yesterday... I’m sorry."
Mu Qiu lazily leaned against his chest, half-closing her eyes, listening with interest to his heartbeat.
"Sorry for what? Needing to apologize for rolling in the sheets with your girlfriend?"
He gently patted her, a habit that was almost becoming second nature to him.
Mu Qiu pouted, "It’s the truth."
"Don’t you think it’s kind of unstable? You’re so young, throwing your body and soul to a man like this?"
He was always mindful of their age difference, thinking their relationship might break due to her lingering feelings for another man or because they just weren’t suitable after getting along, so engaging in inappropriate acts too soon would be risky.
After all, even though he thought it was inadvisable, society indeed strictly scrutinizes women’s physical and mental purity.
If she wanted to leave and have another relationship later, it might pose a hurdle.
And doing such things soon after starting a relationship always seems disrespectful, as if love existed solely to engage in such acts.
Mu Qiu looked at him in surprise, not expecting him to ask such questions after the fact.
"You consider stability, but I am growing weary of rationality. If I truly love someone, I’m willing to experience everything that’s bound to happen in this relationship, to give my body and soul."
Cheng Zhirang: "What if the outcome disappoints you?"
Mu Qiu answered without hesitation, "Then I’ll leave. At least I’ve experienced the feeling of loving with all my heart once. I don’t think a woman loses her value with each successive relationship."
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Good morning, everyone~
Because yesterday’s [Author’s Words] didn’t seem to display (helpless), so I’ll say it again now. Those returning to school early can now read the update.
