Chapter 9: Ah ah ah ah ah ah

Shen Xingman was about to scold him for something when suddenly she heard footsteps outside……

Mu Zhihan tilted his head slightly, his peripheral vision on the door, desire still lingering in his eyes from the kiss, "What should we do, it sounds like someone's there."

Undeniably, his voice was exquisitely beautiful, light and airy like a feather, quite tantalizing.

But now is not the time to admire that!

Shen Xingman gritted her teeth and glared at him, "I know there's someone outside, you don't need to piss me off like this."

He remained calm: "Don't rush, I've locked the door from the inside."

Shen Xingman let out a slight sigh of relief.

But the knocking outside again made her heart race; the brief calm vanished in an instant.

"I can hide." His face was right in front of Shen Xingman; being so close, his drooping eyelashes couldn't conceal the faint smile in his eyes.

Seeing that subtle curve at the corner of his lips, Shen Xingman always felt things weren't that simple—because the tone of his earlier words had a teasing quality.

As expected, the knocking sounded again outside the door.

"Manman? Open the door, why did you lock it?"

"..."

"Hide quickly!" Shen Xingman shoved his chest again, feeling as if sitting on pins and needles.

Mu Zhihan pursed his lips, "Stay with me tonight."

That's the condition.

"Haven't I already spent enough nights with you???" Shen Xingman's mind was full of question marks, "Can we change the condition?"

Mu Zhihan: "Then let me accompany you."

Shen Xingman: "..." I thank you, grandpa.

Mu Zhihan: "Any time is fine."

"..." Shen Xingman couldn't take it, "Don't look down."

Just talking, why are your eyes wandering?

"Can I touch lower then?" The man had a half-smile on his face.

Actually Shen Xingman had many kiss marks on her body, but none on her neck or chest; Mu Zhihan knew she had a red carpet event tonight, so he held back.

Otherwise she wouldn't be able to get out of bed today.

After a long struggle, Shen Xingman finally realized her resistance was futile; she had to submit to life.

Mu Zhihan buried his face in her chest.

She lifted her head, her arms pinned behind her back.

"..."

Outside the door—"Manman, open the door, Manman, why aren't you speaking? Did something happen?"

Inside the door—scenery picturesque, atmosphere ambiguous and murky.

"Hey, you, have you had enough kissing..."

She now worried both that Qiao Yun outside had been waiting too long, and that Mu Zhihan might leave a mark on her chest.

The man's kiss lingered for over ten seconds.

After he lifted his head, Shen Xingman hurriedly checked her chest.

Phew, nothing there.

Mu Zhihan: "Have you decided? Want to come back?"

Shen Xingman: "..."

She sighed, gritted her teeth: "I'll lock the door tight, you can sleep in the living room."

Mu Zhihan smiled, sucked on her earlobe, his voice laced with deadly temptation: "Closing the window won't help."

Shen Xingman instantly felt her ear heat up, her breathing inexplicably uneven: "If you don't hide soon I'll really get angry."

Mu Zhihan: "Okay."

What he promises usually works.

Seeing him obediently hide in the changing room, Shen Xingman finally let out a deep sigh of relief, then she dragged that heavy, cumbersome princess dress with great effort to open the door.

What a sorry lot.

Why did I ever provoke that insatiable dog in the first place?

"How did you lock the door?" Qiao Yun was exasperated.

Shen Xingman, afraid of giving herself away, made up an excuse: "Who was just looking for you?"

Qiao Yun: "Oh, an old friend, just chatted briefly."

"Yeah, that works," Shen Xingman pretended to check the clock, actually observing whether there was any movement in the changing room, "I think it's getting late, let's go."

"Okay."

"..."

Qiao Yun dragged her cumbersome skirt, finally getting her family's ancestor out of the car.

As soon as her toe peeked out, the outside of the venue exploded, with a tremendous blast.

"Wife look at me!!! Wife old!!! Wife!!!" came a thunderous roar from a male fan, shaking mountains and rivers, commanding the winds and clouds.

Shen Xingman poked her head out, her gaze shifted over, seeing that fan shouting with a flushed face, she couldn't help but chuckle.

Then——

"Wife wife!!! Even if the sky falls I'm not afraid, with your looks holding me up!!!"

Shen Xingman let out a light laugh.

The outside explosion got even worse.

Amidst a chorus of screams, Qiao Yun finally dragged this living ancestor to the lounge.

"Ah, I'm exhausted."

This oversized puffball skirt is really several times heavier than a wedding dress, slippery and puffy; when lifted it keeps sliding down, and if you're not careful it's easy to step on.

However, Manman's skin, white to the point of glowing, is especially enviable; Qiao Yun often feels proud for being the manager of some idiot.

After cooperating with the organizers to handle some necessary procedures, Shen Xingman obediently sat in the lounge waiting for notice.

Generally speaking, the order of appearance on the red carpet is related to a star's stature, and everyone assumes that the later a star appears, the higher their stature.

Film actors hold a higher status in the entertainment industry than TV actors; Shen Xingman, a top-tier little flower like this, won't be the closing act, but she is fourth from the last.

Moreover, Lin Wan is ahead of her.

——The default from the brand side.

"Let's go, it's our turn." The unfortunate Qiao Yun started pulling up the skirt for some unfortunate treasure again.

The stars on the gown seemed to open their eyes, the fairy smiled faintly, walking toward everyone amidst brilliance and prosperity.

At the moment of her appearance, the media frenziedly raised their cameras, vying to record every graceful moment of this peerless beauty.

The Milky Way dotted the gauze; in the hazy view a fairyland appeared—between moonlight and snow, you are a third kind of exquisite beauty.

She approached with peerless beauty, like a night with clear skies, no clouds, and brilliant stars.

"Manman, you're too beautiful today."

The media below kept pressing the shutter, afraid to miss any shot that was gorgeous to the point of exploding.

"Manman, can you do a princess curtsy?" someone pleaded.

Shen Xingman smiled faintly, said nothing, lifted her skirt with both hands, slightly bent her knees, like a princess in a European court, performing a noble and elegant ritual, wrapped in stars and moonlight, becoming radiant in the human world.

You need not look up; the stars are already in the human world.

Moreover, the red carpet scene was broadcast live in its entirety.

The moment Shen Xingman appeared, the audience went crazy, howling, and the barrage instantly filled the entire screen.

【Going crazy, going crazy, going crazy, so many people ah I can't even see my treasure!! You guys take it easy!】

【"The Divine Needle of Domestic Entertainment Red Carpet"】

【Your star sister has never lost on the red carpet! Your face remains as the rivers and mountains remain】

【Help, this is the legendary 'after I bloom, all other flowers die'】

【No matter who wears this outfit, they can't achieve this ethereal feeling; the wife's face naturally carries an aura!】

【The skirt is very beautiful, very beautiful! But when worn on Manman, it somewhat loses its luster】

【The wife's proportions are truly perfect in every way; basically there are no flaws to cover up】

【……】

"Manman, don't go, can we take a few more pictures??!"

Seeing Shen Xingman about to leave, the media all became anxious.