Global Best Actor: Starting with Picking Up Attributes in America

WTF!

What happened?

He tried hard to recall.

Fragments of memories from last night flooded in:

Roadshow, robbery, shooting, instant noodles, chatting...

Then he went back to his room...

TMD!

He went back to Christine's room!

What about after that?

That incredibly realistic erotic dream...

Isn't this a dream?

Just as his mind went blank and he was trying to sort things out, Christine stirred and slowly opened her eyes.

She first stared blankly at Chen Xun, who was standing right in front of her, then looked down and noticed their current physical condition. Her pupils suddenly contracted, and she let out a short gasp.

"Wha... What the hell?"

She abruptly pulled the blanket up to cover herself, her eyes filled with shock!

Seeing her reaction, Chen Xun's last shred of hope vanished completely.

It seems that last night was more than just going into the wrong room.

He took a deep breath, trying to appear calm and preemptively strike:

"Did you sleep with me last night?"

Christine was stunned by his question; the shock on her face turned into disbelief.

"I slept with you? Chen Xun! I always thought you were gay! How could I possibly sleep with you? Besides..."

She seemed to remember something, her tone laced with a hint of sarcasm:

"Even if something did happen, you wouldn't last long, so what's the point of sleeping?"

These words were like a spark thrown into a pile of firewood, instantly igniting Chen Xun!

Gay?

Not lasting?

This is intolerable!

Chen Xun's competitive spirit and ignited desires as a man instantly overwhelmed him.

Christine wanted to say something more, but she couldn't finish her sentence.

Chen Xun suddenly bent down.

He interrupted her!

Christine's eyes widened in astonishment.

Images of the time she spent with Chen Xun kept flashing through her mind!

Her feelings for Chen Xun instantly turned into the most intense response!

The process was very intense.

This is enough to overturn all of Christine's previous misconceptions about Chen Xun's physical strength and sexual orientation.

It's all over!

The sunlight outside the window was already so bright it was almost blinding.

Chen Xun stopped, propping himself up on his arms as he looked at her flushed cheeks and dazed eyes, his breathing becoming somewhat heavy:

"Do you still think I'm not good at lasting? Or are you gay?"

Christine didn't even have the strength to glare at him.

She buried her burning face in the pillow, letting out muffled sobs, whether from shame or something else, it was hard to tell.

Chen Xun lay back down next to her.

The two fell silent for a moment, with only their rapid breathing gradually calming down in the quiet room.

After a long while, Christine's muffled voice finally came from under the pillow:

"Why did you...?"

"I was simply following the agreement and had no interest in taking advantage of someone's misfortune."

Chen Xun interrupted her and gave an explanation that sounded reasonable.

"As for why you think I'm gay..."

He was somewhat speechless: "I can only say that you have a very rich imagination."

Christine fell silent, seemingly processing this overly disruptive morning.

Just as Chen Xun and Christine lay in bed, in a subtle and confused silence afterward.

Several clear knocks came from the master bedroom door, followed by the assistant Emma's voice:

"K? Are you awake?"

"I need to confirm a few urgent interview arrangements with you, and also regarding the follow-up public relations for last night's incident..."

Emma's voice stopped abruptly when she saw the scene inside the room, like a duck being choked.

The door wasn't locked.

She just gave it a token knock and then pushed it away!

This is her work habit as a core assistant.

Then she saw the two people on the bed, who were clearly in a "battle" and were either disheveled or practically naked.

The air became quiet!

Emma's face, which always maintained a professional demeanor, showed a change for the first time.

Her eyes widened, her mouth slightly open, and she almost dropped the tablet she was holding.

Her brain was clearly processing this explosive amount of information, which was far beyond the scope of her daily work.

Christine let out a short gasp.

She suddenly pulled the blanket up and wrapped herself completely, even covering her head, like a frightened ostrich.

Chen Xun was also taken aback for a moment.

But the reaction time is faster.

He quickly grabbed the T-shirt that was scattered on the corner of the bed and put it on. His movements were relatively calm, but his ears were burning slightly.

Emma, ​​being a seasoned professional, quickly forced herself to regain her composure after the initial few seconds of being petrified.

She cleared her throat, deliberately avoiding the messy bed, focusing her gaze on the lump of flesh covered by the blankets, and spoke as calmly as possible:

"Uh...sorry, I...I'll come back later."

She was about to leave and close the door when she said that.

"Wait, Emma."

Christine got out of bed and called out to her.

Emma stopped at the doorway and looked at Christine with a puzzled expression.

"No need to avoid it!"

"As you can see, we just confirmed our relationship!"

Emma's lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

Confirm the relationship?

At this time?

On the morning after experiencing armed robbery, self-defense, and widespread online attention, is this how they confirmed their relationship?

Emma also breathed a sigh of relief!

The fact that the two have become a real romantic couple is actually a good thing for public relations, as it makes things easier to manage and less likely to be exposed.

Moreover, Chen Xun is a rather strange person.

Ever since Christine got involved with him, the traffic hasn't slowed down!

"I see!"

Emma took a deep breath, and her strong professional skills allowed her to quickly get back into the zone:

"Our interview strategy for today needs to be adjusted!"

She started working quickly on the tablet:

"Chen, you need to prepare some relevant questions. We'll have a meeting downstairs in an hour to get a unified message."

"Okay!" Chen Xun nodded.

Emma left the room again, gently closing the door behind her.

Standing in the corridor, she still felt the need for a cup of double-strength black coffee.

The plot twist was more sudden than any film script she had ever worked on.

In the room, Christine seemed to have exhausted all her strength, collapsing back onto the bed, pulling the covers over her head, and letting out a muffled groan.

Chen Xun found her appearance somewhat amusing.

[Christine's current affection level: 91 (deep intimate relationship confirmed)]

This number speaks volumes more than any words.

He reached out and tugged at the blanket: "Hey, don't suffocate! Weren't you pretty brave when you were declaring sovereignty?"

Christine kicked him under the covers, but not hard.

"Shut up!"

She spoke in a muffled voice, but the panic from before was gone, replaced by a hint of resigned intimacy.

Chen Xun smiled and stopped teasing her.

An hour later, the two, dressed neatly, appeared in the downstairs living room.

Emma has regained her absolutely professional demeanor and is efficiently assigning tasks.

Only when his eyes occasionally swept over the two of them would a very subtle look of bewilderment appear, as if asking, "What have I been through?"

Chen Xun and Christine sat on the sofa, listening to Emma's explanation. Christine's hands were seemingly casually placed at her sides, but her little finger secretly hooked around Chen Xun's finger.

Chen Xun did not dodge, but instead gently squeezed his hand.

Emma caught a glimpse of this subtle movement out of the corner of her eye, and her heart was once again struck a blow, but her face remained calm.

The script is completely scrapped!

Now, it's reality show time!