Chapter 31: Evil Cat Li Yitong, Langya List Starts Filming

"Huh? Someone's outside the door!"

When Reba heard someone was blocking the door, she grew flustered.

"I'll hide first."

She jumped off the bed wrapped in a bedsheet, barefoot stepping onto the floor, glanced left and right, then yanked open the wardrobe door and slipped inside.

Zhou Jin quickly pulled on his clothes, walked to the door, took a deep breath, and opened it.

Li Yitong stood at the door.

Her face was lightly made up, her lips coated with peach-colored lip gloss, shimmering.

Seeing Zhou Jin open the door, her eyes lit up and she waved with a smile: "Good morning!"

Zhou Jin smiled and said: "Good morning. Wait a moment—I'll change and we'll go out."

After Zhou Jin returned to the room, Reba whispered an apology: "Sorry."

Back in the room, Zhou Jin was just thinking how to explain Li Yitong's presence to Reba, but Reba apologized first.

She stood by the bed, twisting the edge of the bedsheet between her fingers, her voice soft: "We can't make our relationship public—it would hurt my career."

To Reba, dating without going public meant putting her career ahead of Zhou Jin.

She felt she was in the wrong, so naturally she apologized.

Zhou Jin walked over and gently stroked her head: "It's fine."

After soothing Reba for a while, Zhou Jin quickly dressed.

"Is the person at the door the Li Yitong you mentioned?"

"Yeah, I promised to show her around Hengdian World Studios."

Reba blinked her big eyes, nodding obediently: "Mm-hmm, go ahead. Bye."

Seeing how much Reba trusted him, Zhou Jin internally scoffed—I don't even trust myself—then opened the door and left with Li Yitong.

A few minutes later, dressed and dressed, Reba stealthily pulled open the door, peeked left and right down the hallway, confirmed no one was there, then slipped out quickly.

Zhou Jin and Li Yitong walked side by side out of the hotel entrance; people were already moving along the streets of Hengdian.

Zhou Jin turned his head to look at her: "Where do you want to go?"

Li Yitong tilted her head, thought for a moment, then said: "Let's have breakfast together first."

"Alright."

The two went to the couple's meat pancake shop that many stars frequented.

The shop was small, with a stove set up outside; hot meat pancakes sizzled on the iron griddle.

Each took one, eating as they walked.

After breakfast, Li Yitong wiped her hands and suddenly suggested: "We first met running in the hotel gym. How about we go for a jog together?"

"Sure." Zhou Jin readily agreed.

The two changed into sportswear and jogged slowly along the quiet road outside Hengdian World Studios.

Li Yitong was a graduate of a dance school; her stamina and Endurance were astonishingly good.

After running for half an hour, her hair was damp with sweat, clinging to her forehead and cheeks; her breathing was slightly labored, her face flushed with post-exercise color, radiating a unique youthful vitality.

Zhou Jin had the Advanced Entry Dragon Spirit and Tiger Vigor; this light jogging was no more taxing than a stroll to him, leaving only a faint sheen of sweat on his forehead.

"Let's shower and then get a SPA massage," Li Yitong stopped, hands braced on her knees, catching her breath, then looked up at him.

"Today's all up to you."

The two returned to their hotel rooms to shower, changed into bathrobes, and met up at the SPA massage parlor.

By the time they emerged from the SPA, it was already noon.

After lunch at a restaurant, Li Yitong put down her chopsticks, tugged Zhou Jin's sleeve, and led him to a private cinema.

The private room was small, the sofa wide enough to serve as a bed, the lighting dimmed low.

A random movie played on the screen, the volume turned down low.

Li Yitong sat on the sofa, legs curled up, turned sideways, her gaze not on the screen but fixed intently on Zhou Jin, shining brightly.

Li Yitong pulled out two bottles of wine from her bag, placed them on the coffee table, blinked her eyes, and suggested: "Let's play a game."

"Sure." Zhou Jin looked at her.

Li Yitong unscrewed one bottle and handed it to Zhou Jin: "You take a sip first."

Zhou Jin took it, tilted his head back, and drank.

Before the liquor was fully swallowed, Li Yitong suddenly leaned in, cupped his face with both hands, and pressed her lips to his, gently sucking.

Zhou Jin's eyes widened instantly, his Adam's apple bobbed.

Too intense.

He loved it.

Li Yitong sucked the wine from his mouth clean before pulling back slightly.

She lifted her eyes to him; they curved into two crescent moons, the corners slightly upturned, her pupils reflecting the faint glow from the screen, shimmering like pools of laughing water.

Zhou Jin looked at those smiling eyes, his Adam's apple bobbed again, and asked: "Taste good?"

Li Yitong tilted her head, feigning deep thought, paused for a few seconds, then shook her head, her tone laced with deliberate coquetry: "Didn't get enough—I want to taste it again."

Zhou Jin picked up the bottle and took another sip.

Li Yitong leaned in again, hands resting on his shoulders, kissing his lips willingly.

This time she kissed slower, her tongue carrying the faint chill of the wine.

Inside the private cinema, the unnamed movie still played on screen, but no one cared what scene it was at anymore.

Zhou Jin held Li Yitong, lost in the long, lingering kiss.

His hand instinctively slipped inside her clothing.

Li Yitong trembled slightly, did not pull away, but instead pressed a few inches closer into his embrace.

By the time the two emerged from the private cinema, the sky had turned completely dark.

Streetlights illuminated the avenues of Hengdian, and a night breeze drifted over, carrying the chill of early winter.

Li Yitong gently held Zhou Jin's arm, pressing her entire body against his side, her eyes so misty they seemed to have melted into a pool of spring water.

She lifted her head; the streetlamp light fell upon her face, her lips swollen from Zhou Jin's kisses.

She released his arm, stepped back one pace, waved at him, and deliberately adopted a light, cheerful tone: "Bye-bye, let's meet again next time."

Having spoken, she turned and walked away, her ponytail swaying behind her.

As she walked, Li Yitong pressed her slightly swollen lips together, a trace of smugness rising in her heart.

She was deliberately stringing Zhou Jin along.

She knew that all men were lustful; the more easily something was obtained, the less they would cherish it.

Moreover, she thought of Meng Ziyi—Meng Ziyi and Zhou Jin had entered the same production crew; with the two spending day and night together, who knew if their bond might not grow deeper than the one between her and Zhou Jin.

Therefore, she had no choice but to employ some tactics.

Thinking thus, the corner of Li Yitong's mouth curled into a mischievous arc, her eyes bending into two crescent moons.

Had Zhou Jin been standing before her at that moment to see this expression, he would surely have remarked: "A wicked little kitten."

……

At ten o'clock in the morning, everyone from the Nirvana in Fire Crew gathered at the main gate of the film and television city.

The square was already plastered with huge finalized costume portraits of the lead actors.

Mei Zhangsu's, Princess Nihuang's, Prince Jing's, Prince Yu's—one after another, they lined up in sequence.

Meng Ziyi and Bai Lu immediately threaded through the crowd to find Zhou Jin.

The two girls stood on either side of Zhou Jin; with the combined beauty of the three, the surrounding space seemed to brighten for an instant.