Twelve o'clock in the evening.

In the dark bedroom.

Zhou Ziwu lay flat on the bed, breathing smoothly and longly, but his mood was not at all calm.

The two of them have a bed together.

Before this, he had never even thought about it, but it was realized tonight.

After listening for a while, he found that she seemed to be asleep, so he boldly started his actions: he lowered his head slightly, put his nose close to the quilt, moved his nose lightly, and sucked it carefully, and the refreshing fragrance of orchids filled the entire nose.

It has a very fresh and elegant taste, but it has a charming effect on him.

In the darkness, Zhou Ziwu closed his eyes and looked enjoyable.

Um.

It seems a bit unpromising, and it's a bit slutty.

He gradually stopped being satisfied with this step, and his attention moved from the quilt to her next to her. The right hand that approached her seemed to have his own thoughts and moved towards her little by little.

He didn't dare to move too fast, he only dared to move a few millimeters, for fear that the movement he made would wake the other party up.

With a pounding heartbeat, finally, a few minutes later, his right arm came to an angle perpendicular to his body.

Then, he felt the space.

The super big bed below makes the distance between the two feel like a galaxy.

well.

He sighed silently, but let it go. The ripe melon leaves and falls into the water. The unripe fruit must taste astringent.

Some things should be done step by step.

That night, he didn't know what time he could sleep.

...

It's 6:30 in the morning.

While sleeping, Zhou Ziwu suddenly felt his right arm, chest, and thighs being pressed by heavy objects, feeling like he was bound and unable to breathe.

At first, he thought it was a ghost pressing the bed, but slowly, he felt something was wrong. How could there be a ghost pressing the bed only one side?

He slowly opened his eyes and felt his nose itchy.

At this moment, the sun is rising outside the window.

When we went to bed last night, both of us forgot to pull the curtains. The light shone through the huge windows, illuminating the bedroom.

The "Galaxy" has quietly disappeared at some point.

He lay flat, and she leaned on her side with his arms as a pillow, delicate arms and long snow-white legs, respectively, on his chest and waist. The nightgown on her body had rolled up to her waist, and the quilt covered him could not see it, but she could feel it...

As a normal-functioning man, this posture almost killed him on the morning of working hard as usual.

After taking a few deep breaths, he wanted to suppress his boiling blood, but taking a deep breath made the warm fragrance on her body reach her lungs through her nose and reach her lungs.

The passion is getting even higher.

He tried to pull out his pressed arm again, but after trying several times, he returned in vain.

Unless she is awakened, it is unlikely to "get out of trouble".

And in a few attempts, his right hand and upper arm inevitably touched some places.

A word suddenly popped up in his mind: twigs and fruits.

In addition to what he learned before, she doesn't like armor-piercing when sleeping...

"Um."

She let out a moan, as if she was about to wake up.

Zhou Ziwu's body stiffened and he didn't dare to move.

A moment later, just when he didn't know what to do, she suddenly took all her arms and legs away from him, then turned over and turned her back to him, freeing his right hand.

Zhou Ziwu quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he reacted again.

Why are you nervous? You didn't bring her over by yourself.

The blood in the pressed arm regained circulation, and it felt numb. Two minutes later, he gently lifted the quilt, tiptoed out of the bed, and walked towards the door.

“Kata.”

He closed the door lightly, and he headed straight to the bathroom, intending to take a shower and calm down.

Inside the bedroom.

Hearing him leave, Chu Qingqiu covered the quilt on his head and his cheeks flushed.

I'm going to die...

...

"Mom, did my dad not come back overnight?"

It's 7:30 in the morning.

On the dining table.

Zhou Ziwu didn't see his father, so he asked.

Zhang Suyue said angrily: "I don't know."

When Zhou Ziwu saw his mother's attitude, he confirmed that his father did not return overnight last night.

"Mom, don't blame him. If you want to blame me, blame me. He is also worried about my studio." Zhou Ziwu said.

Zhang Suyue sighed and said, "I'm not blaming him, I think he doesn't know how to arrange time. It's just the beginning, and it's just like day and night. When I recruit people and come to business, I'll have more things to do. What should I do then?"

Zhou Ziwu smiled, "Mom, after all, you are still worried about my dad's health. Don't worry, I will turn around and persuade him to combine work and rest."

"It's useless." Zhang Suyue shook his head, "You don't know who can persuade him when he is busy? Oh, forget it, you eat it quickly. I'll pack the leftovers for him later. He's busy outside alone. We can't let him not even be able to eat the hot food."

[To be honest, I have been using Wild Fruit to read and read books recently, changing sources and switching, pronunciation aloud, and it can be used in both Android and Apple.]

"oh."

Zhou Ziwu agreed and laughed in his heart. He had seen what was left over long ago. In the insulated lunch box in the kitchen, the breakfast she packed for her father.

However, if he sees through it and doesn't say it out loud, he doesn't dare to quip it again, otherwise his ears will be in trouble again.

"Auntie, I've finished eating."

Chu Qingqiu, who acted as a transparent person throughout the whole process, stood up, delivered the tableware to the kitchen, and walked to the door to start changing shoes.

"Are you going to the crew?" Zhou Ziwu chased to the door and asked.

Then, he saw Chu Dahu sitting on a stool tied his shoelaces, his ears turned pink at a speed visible to the naked eye. The shoelaces that had been tied were taken apart and tied again.

Chu Qingqiu said calmly: "Yes, what's wrong?"

Too bad, she must be awake in the morning.

Through this series of abnormal actions after she got up, Zhou Ziwu made the above judgment.

"It's okay, this is the song I'm going to use for this week's "The Strongest Voice" I wrote for you, so you can keep it." As he said that, he handed over a piece of a4 paper.

"oh."

Chu Qingqiu didn't even raise his head, took the a4 paper, stood up and turned his back to him and said, "Then I'll leave."

As she said that, she opened the door and was about to go out.

"Do I have to pick you up after work at night?"

Chu Qingqiu paused, "Whatever."

After saying that, she hurriedly left.

That's use.

Zhou Ziwu understood.

...

"Sister Chu, your face is so red. Are you sick?"

"Don't ask!"

Suddenly being raped, Li Qi didn't know what she had done wrong, so she closed her mouth aggrievedly and stopped talking.

On the other side.

Zhou Ziwu was not idle either. A few minutes later, he walked out of the house and drove straight to the Magic City Drama Academy.

When he went to school, of course he was not bored and wanted to stroll around the campus, but instead made an appointment with a professor from an opera academy to learn Peking Opera.

He wants to use "The Strongest Voice" this weekend.

Although it is unlikely to get started in one week, it is impossible to get started if you sharpen your guns in the face of battle. If you don’t have a quick look, it’s impossible to get started. It’s okay to learn some basics.

...

The busy week passed quickly.

Friday.

Zhou Ziwu once again followed Chu Dahu and boarded the plane to Xingcheng.

What awaits them is the upgrade of the competition system and the competition is even more intense, and it can even be said to be tragic.

...

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