Huasi Film and Television’s investment in this film and television center—no, it should be called a high-class recreation and entertainment club. The main building was the venue for the banquet they attended last night. It was located beside a mountain and near a water source, with a tranquil environment and an exceptionally luxurious decoration. Moreover, it was far from the hustle and bustle, free from disturbance. And there was no need to pay a high rent—it was truly killing multiple birds with one stone!
As early as when Situ Xuan notified Huasi Film and Television’s executives to convey this news, Yin Maohui happily nodded in agreement. Furthermore, now with the drama crew of "Rock Youth" gaining more and more popularity, fans who ran to Shangcheng Film and Television City to watch the filming had also been increasing. Every time, the crew would have a hard time keeping things confidential.
Too much exposure could diminish the mystery of the film. So, once Huasi Company spoke up, they gladly agreed.
Anning rubbed her throbbing, inefficient brain with a bit of a headache. Just as she was speaking, Yu Zexiao next to her suddenly hummed softly, "Who’s that?"
Because the room was rather quiet, his tone was velvety and husky, as if he was savoring a bittersweet truffle chocolate, carrying an enchanting flavor that echoed in the silent space.
The moment she regained consciousness, Anning shivered. As she turned her head, the stunning face that met her eyes immediately made her startle!
On the soft bed—there was a cream-colored quilt, loosely enveloping both her—and Yu Zexiao’s body.
Only then did she realize that she had actually slept with Yu Zexiao!
The bedsheet beneath her was in complete disarray, and the thin quilt was just casually draped over the two of them. Red marks covered her pale skin, and the normally proud peaks were sore and swollen, clearly having been kneaded for quite some time. Her whole body was nestled into Yu Zexiao’s embrace, heart against heart, leg atop leg—this was simply...
Before she had time to speak, Hong Minjun on the other end of the line seemed to hear something and exclaimed, "Is there a man’s voice beside you?" She suddenly remembered something, "Is that Yu Zexiao?"
Before she could finish, the call was abruptly hung up with a "snap" by Yu Zexiao. The man extended his long arm without any tenderness and pulled Anning into his embrace. The handsome face of the man was right before her eyes, his proudly arched nose even touching the side of her cheek. His breathing was even and heated, like the soft fur of a small animal. With just a slight turn of her head, she could bump into his face and even view his long eyelashes with nothing to obstruct the sight!
Anning was completely thrown into disarray the moment he held her tight!
It was as if she had woken from a dream inside a castle, Anning was stunned by the sight before her! What happened? How could she have slept with Yu Zexiao?
She was certain this was her room, and not that she was confused and dreaming, right?
Struggling to lift her head, she looked at the milky white table beside her, where a few personal items were simply placed, her white laptop lay quietly on the table. The walls around her were white and plain, and outside the window, a large camphor tree could be seen through a slit in the thin, gauzy curtain, its lush green leaves growing on the branches under the glow of the evening sun.
All of this, everything, told her that she was indeed in her own hotel room.