Chapter 128: The Homeless Capybara

When Nazha arrived, Bai Liang's shoot was actually pretty much wrapped.

So she didn't get to "sneak a peek" for long before Bai Liang, who was about to call it a day, "caught her" on the spot.

"You're here~ wait just a little longer, I'll change clothes and we'll be done."

Oh~ changing clothes!

Nazha obediently nodded, then followed right behind Bai Liang into the dressing room.

"I'm changing here, you know~" Bai Liang said, looking at her with some surprise.

Nazha shrugged as if she didn't care. "Go ahead and change, what is there to be shy about? As a male celebrity, you have to get used to this kind of thing."

Okay, okay, Nazha-sensei's little classroom — it's been a while.

"It's not that I'm shy. I used to be a model; I've even dropped my pants in the hallway before."

"Well, there you go."

After saying that, Nazha even found a chair and sat down, making it perfectly clear that today she was dead set on watching a handsome guy change clothes — this bargain she was claiming for good.

Unfortunately, her slightly flushed cheeks seemed to betray her.

Clearly not as composed as she appeared on the surface.

Since the Miss had already said she wanted to watch, Bai Liang naturally wouldn't refuse — he'd always been easy-going.

He'd handed out this kind of "benefit" back on set before; he couldn't play favorites this time either.

Besides, what's the point of working out?

Building health and strength is only one part of it — there's another very important purpose: to show off your hard-earned muscles in front of a girl.

He took off his shirt; underneath was a tank top.

But before Nazha could feel disappointed, Bai Liang had stripped himself bare in a few quick motions.

Of course, the waistband was still on.

If that thing came off too, Nazha probably wouldn't be able to leave this dressing room today.

By the time he slowly put his clothes back on and looked at Nazha again, he noticed something was off with the little girl's eyes.

"Good-looking?"

"N-not bad~"

"Your face is so red steam's coming off the top of your head."

"Huh?!"

Nazha hurriedly turned to look in the mirror — and of course, she'd been tricked.

Bai Liang: It's been so long since I told a little lie~

Blushing until steam rises — that kind of thing usually only happens in 2D; catching such a sight in 3D isn't easy.

"Does Nazha-sensei have any more desensitization courses to teach me?" a fully dressed Bai Liang teased.

Hehe, Nazha likes that title — sensei~

Isn't the current scene basically a super-realistic game of house? Every little girl's favorite.

"Ahem, of course! I still have plenty to teach you. There's a lot a newly debuted artist like you needs to watch out for!"

"Then I'll learn slowly, as long as you've got the patience to teach."

"Okay!"

Outside keeping watch, Sister Yanzi and the little assistant were about at their limit — this room had basically zero soundproofing!

The two of them had heard everything crystal clear.

Little assistant: "Why did they suddenly get like this?"

Sister Yanzi: "No idea. Last time they were together it wasn't this vibe at all."

Little assistant: "I've never seen Nazha-sis do roleplay like this before — is it some kind of kink?"

Sister Yanzi: "You're only twenty, you probably don't get it."

Little assistant: "So Sister Yanzi gets it?"

Sister Yanzi: "I don't get it either, but right now I'm worried they might just — in there —"

After whispering back and forth, both of them had a slightly horrified look in their eyes.

Just then Old Zhou walked over, opened his mouth to say something, and got a vicious glare from Sister Yanzi.

She even mouthed:

Scram!

Old Zhou:???

Even though he didn't know what was going on — well. Scram is scram.

"What's going on?"

Bai Liang opened the door and poked his head out, only to see those three acting all sneaky.

"Oh, nothing — Zhou-ge farted in public." Sister Yanzi blurted nonsense without blinking.

The little assistant chimed in: "Yeah, yeah!"

Old Zhou had been looking mournful, but the moment he saw Nazha behind Bai Liang, he finally understood what was going on.

So he nodded — fine, fine, I'll take the blame for everything.

I burned down the Old Summer Palace too, all right?

Luckily a lavish dinner still awaited him — Nazha's treat, to make up for this little wound to his soul.

Over dinner, Old Zhou gradually caught on. He looked at Nazha, who couldn't even eat without gazing at Bai Liang and giggling like an idiot, then recalled the little moments between Bai Liang and Reba back on the "Weiwei" set.

He sucked in a cold breath inside!

Holy crap, Liang-ge! You're kinda savage!

At this moment, Sister Yanzi and the little assistant were still curious about what exactly had happened inside the dressing room.

When Old Zhou came over to "pester," there hadn't been a single sound from inside.

About three to five minutes, silent as a tomb.

That length of time was already enough to let the imagination run wild.

The answer will be revealed tonight!

Nazha was staying home tonight—of course not that newly renovated place, the furniture and such hadn't been moved in yet, no one could live there.

And Bai Liang and Nazha had already arranged to go pick out furniture together tomorrow.

"Sister Yanzi, Sister Nazha didn't let me stay at her place tonight."

When such an important piece of information was dropped, everything suddenly seemed obvious.

The two little girls felt a strange little thrill, as if the CP they were shipping was about to become real.

Then, tonight's sixth "guest" arrived.

"Hello everyone, I'm Gulijianati."

"Sis~ come sit over here quick, why are you so late? You're behind schedule!"

Hearing this, Gulijianati wore a helpless expression. "My flight was delayed, what could I do~"

"Complain! Complain hard!" Nazha clenched her small fist and said with great spirit.

The next second she got a knock on the head. "Your big sister here is a flight attendant—complain against myself, huh?"

Sister?

Oh my, tonight's plot is really too thrilling—meeting the parents already?

Sister Yanzi and the other "uninvolved bystanders" silently munched on melon, thinking the plot was even better than a TV drama—could Brother Dou Xiao Bai get past this hurdle?

Gulijianati was still wearing her deep-red flight attendant uniform at the moment.

A head of clean, neat short hair, refined makeup, a high nose bridge and pointed chin—also a typical Xinjiang beauty.

Just a bit older, five years older than Nazha, but she also looked more womanly.

After sitting down next to Nazha, her eyes locked straight onto Bai Liang.

She certainly wasn't taken with him—her gaze was full of scrutiny, looking him up and down as if trying to see right through his entire being.

As a flight attendant, Gulijianati had seen plenty of people from all walks of life and considered herself fairly sharp-eyed.

At least catching a scumbag shouldn't be a problem!

Unfortunately, the one sitting in front of her was a capybara. Bai Liang had one rather impressive specialty—he was especially good at getting along with girls' families.

Three years old to eighty, total kill.

Coaxing an older sister is pretty much the same as coaxing a mother-in-law—the eldest sister is like a mother, really—just tweak a few ways of talking, no real difference in essence.

The few phrases of Xinjiang dialect Bai Liang had picked up from Reba scored him a lot of points right off the bat!

Gulijianati was a bit surprised. "Your accent is really standard!"

"He's amazing! He picks up everything super fast, he even passed the—" Nazha immediately launched into bragging.

But a question flashed through her mind: Didn't we agree I'd teach you? How'd you learn it ahead of time?

Still, she didn't think too much about it—after all, her teachers had taught her back in school: previewing the material is very important.

After this meal, Gulijianati already had a very good impression of Bai Liang.

She even half-suspected—when did her little sister's taste get this good?!

Please... you.... bookmark 6... 9... book.... bar....!

She'd always felt before that Nazha wasn't very smart, like she'd be spun around in circles by some scumbag.

"Let's take a photo together—can I post it on Weibo?"

Here it comes—the final test.

Just like ordinary people announcing their relationship on social media, a photo with Nazha's older sister present, with Bai Liang included, in a sense was similar to an official announcement.

Whether you bring family to a friends' gathering is a very clear signal.

And faced with such a request, Bai Liang naturally refused outright.

The reason was that he was currently shipping CP with Mencius.

As an actor, love what you do—never stabbing your partner in the back is a basic principle.

The Reba thing that popped up before had already caused some impact—Guo Jingyu even called specifically to ask what was going on.

If Nazha popped up again now, poor Meng Jie would definitely be trampled into the dust.

Those two together couldn't even "bully" her—either one alone she couldn't beat either.

Nazha: No problem! I taught him that~

Gulijianati glanced speechlessly at her little sister—still the same dummy, as expected.

"I won't go back tonight, I'll stay with you—okay?"

"Huh?" Nazha's face clearly showed a bit of reluctance.

Calling her sister over wasn't for this purpose.

"Huh what, I'm your sister! And it's happily decided."

Nazha clearly couldn't resist, and looked at Bai Liang pitifully, hoping he could think of a good solution.

Bai Liang:.

What solution could he come up with? Force his way in?

After dinner, everyone went their separate ways home.

Under her older sister's watchful gaze, Nazha could only drag herself up reluctantly and follow along.

A path of just over ten meters, yet she turned back five or six times.

She bit her lip, utterly forlorn.

But after her sister dragged her back to the rented apartment, Na Zha finally realized another ordeal awaited her.

"A guy's slippers."

"When a single woman lives alone, she has to leave a few guy's things around—pretend there's a man in the house."

Her sister nodded. "That makes sense. But how do you explain the guy's pajamas hanging on the balcony?"

Na Zha gritted her teeth: "Same effect—just for show. I bought them on purpose."

"Very good. You've got decent safety awareness now!" Her sister nodded approvingly.

Then in the next second, she turned into the bathroom. "What about this toothbrush cup and towel?"

"That's mine!"

Na Zha grabbed Bai Liang's face towel and pressed it over her face. Mmm~ It seemed she could smell his scent.

Fortunately, Bai Liang was a clean type—everything was tidy, and the towel was washed often, no odd smells.

Sister: "I believe your lies! You're clearly cohabiting."

Na Zha: "That's not true at all!"

She was so wronged—she hadn't even tasted a bite of meat, yet was accused of having greasy lips.

Although Bai Liang did live here, their work nature meant they had zero cohabitation vibe—barely roommates at best.

Tonight might have been a wonderful night.

Unfortunately, her sister ruined it.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm only staying one night. Even if you invite me again, I won't come!"

"No, no—I'm planning to buy another apartment for you and Mom," Na Zha cooed, deploying her "money power" technique.

But her sister smirked. "I don't need one. Don't I plan to get married? As for Mom, she can live with you—she can take care of you."

"Huh?! No way—I'll buy her an apartment!"

Tsk tsk~ Young girls.

Her sister had fully uncovered the truth.

She pulled a box of "Contraceptive Spirit" from her suitcase and tossed it to Na Zha. "Don't get pregnant—at least not before marriage."

Na Zha blushed shyly, then mumbled hesitantly, "This one won't work."

"Why won't it work?"

"He doesn't like using it."

Girls' private conversations already ran wide, especially between sisters—Na Zha had no filter.

Since she was already misunderstood, she might as well go all out.

But talking about such topics often had side effects—mostly, it turned into longing.

"Where are you?" While her sister was showering, Na Zha sent Bai Liang a message.

Mostly she wanted to check on him—on this cold winter night, where would the homeless capybara be shivering?

Just thinking about it made her heart ache—she wanted to hug it so badly!

Then, less than two seconds later.

Bai Liang: "I'm downstairs at your building."

In a flash, Na Zha leapt off the bed. "Sister, I'm going out to throw out the trash!"

"Huh?"

Barefoot, still in her thin pajamas, she dashed out into the freezing cold, took the elevator down, and only then remembered—it was still winter!

But since she'd already come out, she gritted her teeth and pushed through.

At the first floor, she forced herself outside—yet saw no sign of Bai Liang.

In that moment, her joy vanished, replaced by overwhelming grievance.

She gazed helplessly outside—the dark, heavy sky and biting cold made her shiver, as if the world had abandoned her.

Just then, a voice came from behind.

"I saw the elevator stop on the first floor—I knew you hadn't read the message. This spot's too exposed. I went down to the parking garage."

Not a single word Bai Liang said reached Na Zha's ears.

She threw herself into his arms, her ice-cold lips slamming against his.

Cold—but burning with passion.

According to the Central Meteorological Observatory, a stronger cold front is set to arrive starting tomorrow—the strongest of the first half of this year.

(End of Chapter)