Chapter 83: It's not eavesdropping if you knock on the door when you get to it

The narrow rest room, Xu Qingyan was leaning on the bed, playing with his phone.

Hearing movement, he neatly lay down.

Pei Muchan slid open the door and glanced back at the following film crew still in the distance. She took off the sound collecting device from her waist and left it outside, then gently pushed the door open and entered.

On the narrow single bed, Xu Qingyan was lying there, a phone covering his chest.

"Alright, stop pretending," she chuckled, leaning against the door frame, her full bust line smooth and striking, "You, who can't sleep without drinking, how could you be drunk after just a few sips?"

At her words, Xu Qingyan rolled over and sat up.

"How come you came up here?"

"Nothing much, just didn't feel like hiding anymore." Pei Muchan glanced over at him nonchalantly, "The score has already been transcribed, we're just missing an intro."