Chapter 31: Discussing the Online Film Project

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The next day, when Chen Mo woke up, his arms were empty. However, the sound of running water could be heard coming from the bathroom.

He threw off the sheets and stood up, completely naked. He walked to the bathroom door, and through the glass, he could vaguely make out a slender, graceful figure inside. A surge of heat rose in Chen Mo’s chest. He reached for the doorknob, only to find it locked from the inside.

"Hey? What are you doing?" Zhao Liying exclaimed from inside, hearing the commotion.

"Open up quickly, I can't hold it anymore," Chen Mo said, putting on an anxious act.

"Go to the bathroom outside!" Zhao Liying replied nervously.

"It's too late. Open the door, or I'm going to have an accident," Chen Mo insisted. He knew perfectly well there was another bathroom outside, but he had no intention of going there.

A moment later, the water stopped. The door opened just a crack, and Chen Mo pushed it open with brute force, squeezing his way inside.

"Ah!" Little Zhao let out another cry of shock at the sight of him. "What are you doing?"

"Showering together!"

"Didn't you say you couldn't hold it?"

"I couldn't..."

"How can you be like this..."

"Don't you know that the best time for productivity is in the morning?"

Before long, a captivating melody began to echo through the bathroom.

The bathroom door didn't open again for another hour. It was already noon by the time Chen Mo stepped out of the hotel room. Had it not been for Zhao Liying’s manager calling incessantly, forcing her to leave, the two of them likely would have stayed holed up in the hotel all day. It wasn't that their feelings were particularly deep; it was purely the addictive nature of their newfound intimacy.

Having tasted such forbidden fruit for the first time since arriving in this world, Chen Mo was naturally reluctant to let go. Unfortunately, everyone was at their busiest right now, so