A mistress should have the awareness of being a mistress.

Jia Jingwen nestled in Zhou Yan's arms, thoroughly enjoying the tenderness of the moment!

"What if your girlfriend finds out?" Jia Jingwen brought up the very thing she didn't want to broach.

"You won't keep it from her?" Zhou Yan glanced at the other person.

"But, secrets don't stay hidden forever!" Jia Jingwen blinked her bright eyes, looking pure and innocent.

If Zhou Yan hadn't known him inside and out, he would have been completely fooled by his appearance.

"Then I have no choice but to get rid of you," Zhou Yan said ruthlessly.

"You scumbag!" Jia Jingwen's expression changed instantly. She got up from Zhou Yan's arms and slapped him hard on the waist.

"Are you a dog? You change your face so quickly." Just a moment ago you were all lovey-dovey, but the next moment you're attacking me.

"You're the one who's like a dog," Jia Jingwen sneered, returning to Zhou Yan's embrace.

"What's so good about Fan Binbin? She's just a little brat," Jia Jingwen said, speaking ill of Fan Binbin.

"You dumped her, how about we get together?" Jia Jingwen looked up at Zhou Yan, her eyes full of expectation.

"Not good enough?" Zhou Yan immediately refused. "Fan Binbin is my girlfriend. As for you," Zhou Yan looked at Jia Jingwen in front of him, showing no mercy, "No way!"

Jia Jingwen's expression darkened upon hearing Zhou Yan's words.

"Don't you like me at all?" Jia Jingwen was very unwilling.

"Yes, I like it," Zhou Yan readily admitted. "I like your body!"

"How superficial!" Jia Jingwen wasn't unhappy.

Beauty and figure are a kind of capital.

Some people use this kind of capital to acquire resources, some use it to acquire love, and some use it to acquire wealth...

This is a form of praise.

"Just do what you're supposed to do and don't think about unrealistic things," Zhou Yan couldn't help but remind him. "If Binbin knew about us, I guarantee that we wouldn't break up, but between you and me, we would definitely be completely cut off."

Zhou Yan would never be that heartless; he was just trying to scare the other party!

"Okay, I know what to do," Jia Jingwen said, reaching out to stroke Zhou Yan's cheek, her eyes filled with infatuation.

He's really more and more handsome the more you look at him.

"Would you like a massage?" Zhou Yan asked, holding Jia Jingwen's right hand.

"Yes," Jia Jingwen nodded immediately. "My shoulders were just a little sore, but after you did all that, my whole body is sore and swollen, like it's falling apart."

"Lie down properly," Zhou Yan gently patted him.

"Okay," Jia Jingwen replied obediently.

"I'll start from here," Zhou Yan said, placing his hands on her waist and beginning his actions.

"Ah..." As Zhou Yan exerted force suddenly, intense pain struck, and Jia Jingwen immediately screamed.

Zhou Yan was startled by Jia Jingwen's sudden voice and quickly stopped what he was doing.

"Did you use too much force?" Zhou Yan asked.

"It's okay, keep going," Jia Jingwen buried her head in the pillow, enduring the pain.

"Shall I continue?" Zhou Yan asked tentatively.

"Hmm," Jia Jingwen's voice was so soft it was barely audible unless you listened carefully.

"If you can't stand it, just tell me, and I'll try another way," Zhou Yan had many methods.

"it is good."

Zhou Yan continued the massage.

Because of his naturally good physical condition and his martial arts training since childhood, Zhou Yan's strength is extraordinary.

Zhou Yan uses all eighteen kinds of techniques, pinching, kneading, and pressing, according to the distribution of "acupoints" on the human body.

At first, Jia Jingwen only felt excruciating pain.

My whole body felt like it was being torn apart, and I was completely numb.

But soon the pain subsided, replaced by a feeling of exhilaration from head to toe.

My whole body felt tingly and numb, and I couldn't control myself.

Every cell in my body was trembling and ecstatic.

Jia Jingwen finally understood why so many people sought out blind masseurs; she realized that massage could be so pleasurable that she couldn't resist it.

Zhou Yan's movements became increasingly exaggerated, and his behavior became increasingly daring.

Instead of stopping him, Jia Jingwen opened the door wide and let Zhou Yan do whatever he wanted!

……

On the other side, Xiao Qiang was suffering from insomnia, tossing and turning and unable to fall asleep.

The sound she overheard outside the door seemed like a demonic chant, lingering in her mind and recurring whenever she closed her eyes.

Unconsciously, I kept imagining what was behind the door.

The more I think about it, the more agitated I become.

The more I think about it, the less I can sleep.

Just then, a slight noise came from next door again.

Although it was very faint, she could still vaguely detect it.

"Damn it," Xiao Qiang sat up, "You two are having a good time, but have you ever considered how other people feel?"

Xiao Qiang got off the bed and went to the bathroom!

……

The next morning, Zhou Yan got up an hour early.

He glanced at Jia Jingwen, who was still fast asleep, and quietly left without disturbing her.

He stayed out too late yesterday, so he didn't go back to his own room but stayed at Jia Jingwen's place instead.

After confirming that no one was in the corridor, Zhou Yan quickly returned to his room.

The dog was acting suspiciously, being extremely cautious in everything it did.

"Phew," Zhou Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief after returning to his room, thankfully he hadn't encountered anyone else on the way.

Zhou Yan didn't go back to sleep. Instead, she went to the bathroom and took a hot shower to get rid of the smell.

After Zhou Yan finished packing, she went to the makeup team of the film crew.

There are few people now, so there's no need to wait.

With so many people, the makeup artist gets flustered, resulting in flawed makeup and even mistakes.

"Sister Hua, here's breakfast for you," Zhou Yan said as she walked into the film set carrying steamed buns and soy milk, handing them to a middle-aged woman.

This middle-aged woman is Wang Yuhua, the makeup artist from the "Little Li Flying Dagger" makeup team.

Her name is incredibly corny, but her makeup skills are truly amazing.

Of the entire makeup team, she had the best skills.

After witnessing Wang Yuhua's capabilities, Zhou Yan often brought her breakfast, cultivated a relationship with her, and affectionately called her "Sister Hua".

Over time, Zhou Yan and Wang Yuhua became acquainted, and Zhou Yan entrusted all his makeup to her.

"Thank you," Sister Hua said without ceremony, taking the food from Zhou Yan's hands and starting to eat.

This is also the tacit understanding between Zhou Yan and Sister Hua: eat first, then work.

"Why are you here so early today?" Sister Hua asked, puzzled.

Zhou Yan wouldn't usually come this early.

"I woke up a little early today, and since I had nothing else to do, I came over early to get my makeup and hair done."

Zhou Yan and Wang Yuhua started chatting.

Before long, Wang Yuhua finished her breakfast.

"I'm going to wash my hands, let's get started right away," Wang Yuhua casually tossed the plastic bag into the trash can.

"Okay," Zhou Yan said, glancing at the time. The others were almost there.

I'll put on my makeup first.

Zhou Yan sat in the dressing chair and began to wait.

After washing her hands, Wang Yuhua came over and began to apply makeup to Zhou Yan.

First, let's talk about facial makeup. Zhou Yan is young and has smooth, delicate skin, so she doesn't need a lot of makeup; a simple touch-up is enough.

The main task was hair styling. Zhou Yan had short hair, while A Fei had long hair, so they needed to wear wigs.