CHAPTER 24

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This afternoon, all actors had to participate in the promotional photoshoot for the drama. The filming schedule for the day was adjusted to start earlier, and everyone crawled out of bed at 4.30 am in the morning to quickly film their scenes. Scanning the surroundings, I tired and sleepy faces were everywhere. Those not in the know would have thought that they were filming a zombie movie.

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But I was different. I was still cheerful, and optimistic, and I faced the world with a smile.

A piece of fluff could extend one's life for half a year. With Gu Yiliang, a daring, walking extreme fluff-producing machine, by my side, extending my life for a conservative estimate of another five hundred years was not an issue.

The first scene was completed successfully. I sat in the lounge, playing Arena of Valor on my phone while waiting for them to set up the next scene. Around me was an aura of refreshing brightness.

Little Chen yawned as he prepared my breakfast, looking at me lifelessly. "Yanyan, how are you so energetic?"

I reached out and had a spoonful of porridge, feigning profoundness as I shook my head. "You won't understand, this is the result of being fed and filled by love."

Little Chen stared at me with round eyes, speechless. Gu Yiliang suddenly pushed the door open, walking directly towards me and placing a bottle of iced honey tea next to me.

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Yo, Old Gu, you're opening your shop so early in the morning?

On the plastic bottle was a post-it note, and I glanced at it curiously. When I saw the heart drawn on it, my astonishment led me to fumble with my phone, and I handed the victory over to the other team.

My qualifying match!

Gu Yiliang watched in amusement as my eyes bulged out in anger. He sat down next to me. "I'll help you, and guarantee you a win. Finish your breakfast first?"

"You said it yourself that you'll win. If you lose, you'll have to pay me 3 sets of skins!" I handed my phone over to him and picked up my bowl of porridge.

Cocking a brow, he smiled. "It's a guaranteed win. If I lose, I'll buy you all the sets of skins."

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Pricked by that raised eyebrow, I ate my porridge slowly. Pretending to watch his movements, my eyes kept drifting over to that bottle of honey tea.

Why did it feel like I had been transported back to being a student? The misconception that the target of my affection had brought me a drink–

And he...

I sneaked a glance at Gu Yiliang with a nagging feeling that there was something different about his bearing today. It felt as though he had been remodeled, and every inch of him was exuding pheromones of extreme boyfriend material.

That Gu Yiliang who awkwardly asked me in embarrassment how to perform fan service was already dead. Now, standing in front of me was Niohuru Yiliang?

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Honestly speaking, ever since last night when for the second time, he tossed me a huge piece of fluff just as I was feeling despondent, whenever I see him about to throw me another piece of fluff now, I only want to lie down and shout, "Throw it! Throw it everywhere! Throw it on my face! Throw it more accurately! Don't only throw a little at me because you think I'm weak and fragile!"

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